At the same time as being blasted away by the golden corpse fist, an untimely explosion sounded again from the Happy Heart Lake.

staggered to the ground, and couldn't stop the retreat of joy and rolled on the spot, the tip of the sword on the ground, half-kneeling on the ground.

Happy shook his head hard, trying to expel the strange feeling of vertigo.

The blood on the tiger's mouth in his left hand slowly flowed down the hilt of the sword, and the sword embryo where the golden scripture energy flowed was shrouded in a layer of dull red.

The happy blood was like a flowing poison, and when it came into contact with the scripture energy, it brought a very small explosion sound, and the splashed scripture energy contained some of the thunder power that Tianque had secretly absorbed when he was struck by the heavenly thunder before.

Tiny arcs of electricity jumped up and down on the blade, and from time to time they jumped onto the back of Xingxing's hand.

The slight tingling sensation caused by the continuous friction between the tiger's mouth and the hilt of the sword was constantly amplified under the action of the arc, and he gasped happily, and when his sight was restored again, his feet kicked the ground violently, and his body rushed towards the golden corpse on the opposite side that no longer moved.

More and more people gathered in the compound.

The staff in each office also stopped what they were doing and leaned on the windowsill to look at the two people in the yard.

According to the regulations, no one is allowed to use force at the headquarters of Jinchengwei, and no one can take action within the scope of the headquarters if there is a big grievance.

It's an iron law.

The bespectacled practitioner sensed the energy fluctuations and came to the window, where the large floor-to-ceiling windows provided an excellent view.

Seeing that Happy kept shooting at the golden corpse, the cultivator's face was expressionless, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The energy of the scriptures that could be used became less and less, and the thin mist had become extremely heavy in the short time that Xing Xing had not cared about, and his body began to become a little heavy.

Happy felt that his thinking was becoming more and more uncontrollable, the speed and angle of his body movement began to deviate greatly, and he tried to control his somewhat sore arms, and there was a sudden warning of encroachment on the happy spirit platform.

In a short period of time, the water mist had already encircled the entire altar, and began to squeeze towards the middle with the flames actively beating on the altar as the center.

The range of the flame's activity was instantly reduced by one-half.

The warp wheel, which had been trembling at first, suddenly made a warning click before it stopped.

Trying to concentrate the little remaining scripture energy in his left arm, glad that he didn't have time to care about the changes in the prayer chakra, his mind was now filled with the mist that had steamed most of the heart lake, and the thick mist that seemed to be about to drip out of the water actually contained the essence of the flames under the heart lake.

Every time the mist is thicker, the temperature in my brain rises instead of falling.

A large amount of sweat began to appear on the happy brain, and a slight mist began to appear around the fine hair.

As if he had lost his mind from being burned by the high temperature, he was happy that the spirit sword in his hand slashed down at the golden corpse.

The slash with insufficient scripture energy did not have much effect, and the arms of the golden corpse in front of him easily resisted the slashing spirit sword.

The spirit sword was swept away with both arms, and Xingxing's left arm swung to the side of his body with Tianque, and the fist of the golden corpse appeared in front of Xingxin again, and Xingxing, who was powerless to resist, was hit in the chest by a punch, and his body flew upside down and rushed in the direction where he came.

"It's too much. Ao Zhun raised his hand to help.

Mo Youwei grabbed Ao Zhun's arm, looked at the other party's face that was obviously more than a head taller than himself, and said calmly, "He has to pass this level by himself." ”

"Aren't you afraid of abolishing him, Lao Ding will come back to settle accounts with you?" The raised arm was grabbed by the other party, and after Ao Zhun's heart tightened, his arm was put down with a burst of wind.

"That's better than him going mad and becoming a complete waste. ”

Old man Mo looked back unto be outdone, ignoring the complicated expression on Ao Zhun's face.

The joy that flew upside down was in the eyes of everyone, and the body drew a graceful parabola and fell to the ground.

He struggled to get up, but unfortunately the strength of his limbs was not quite at his disposal.

The mist above the altar was about to extinguish the last trace of fire.

Happy only has a short time left before he falls into a deep sleep, and after a little thought, Happy makes a crazy decision.

The spirit sword that had been held tightly in his hand suddenly took off his hand and came to the top of Gao Xing's head.

The tip of the sword is pointed straight at the sky.

Happiness suddenly exerted force, and then slowly closed his eyes.

The joy of taking the initiative to cut off the five senses only felt that everything around him was slowly moving away from him, and the fire of the spiritual platform seemed to have been drained of most of its power, leaving only a point so small that it was almost invisible to the naked eye.

The warp wheel, which was hindered by the water mist, gradually stopped rotating when it was happy to actively stop urging.

Yan Ling's eyes suddenly widened!

This bastard!

Yan Ling suddenly stood up, and his arms under the wide Buddha robe slammed into a full circle on his head.

However, it was still too late.

The four warp wheels nested together came to a complete stop at the moment when the inertia completely disappeared.

The sutra energy that has been attached to the prayer chakra loses its guidance and begins to gradually break away from the range of the prayer chakra.

The sky above his head began to spin on his own.

It's slow, but it's resolute.

The rotation of the spirit sword seemed to drive the rotation of the spiritual power around the headquarters.

The good layout of spiritual power, which had been controlled by the underground mysterious formation, began to be disrupted.

Click!

Under the great resistance, the sky was turned with great difficulty.

As if some kind of prohibition had been torn apart, the clouds above Jincheng seemed to feel the changes in the energy divisions, and began to move slowly with the rotation of the sky.

It seems that the wind is blowing.

Everyone standing on the steps at the entrance of the headquarters felt a strange breeze.

No!

Wrong!

This is......

The hands in the cultivation pockets were clenched instantly, and then slowly opened again, and the broad palms of the hands were suddenly full of sweat stains.

Tianque seemed to have broken free from the shackles, and it turned faster and faster.

A large amount of scriptural energy broke free from the attraction of the prayer chakra and took the initiative to rush towards the heavenly shortage above the happy head.

This is the most fundamental reaction of power.

The mutual attraction of the same source energy takes the initiative to start working the moment the prayer chakra is completely abandoned.

"Stop him!

Mo Youwei felt a sharp change in energy, and a burst of flush suddenly surged on his originally calm face!

Ao Zhun beside him had already made a move when he just started speaking, and the vast dragon qi was divided into two streams, one wrapped the area where the Jinchengwei headquarters was located, and the other went straight to the joy of falling into a state of silence at the moment.

The speed of the Spirit Sword has reached an astonishing thousands of revolutions per second!

The dissipated scripture energy formed a golden yellow fire tree with a slight white arc and red blood!

The suction power of the Tianqi seems to be endless, and the scripture energy on the prayer wheel is rapidly converging towards the Tianque.

The place of the prayer wheel gradually dimmed, and it was only a matter of time before it was completely extinguished.

The sudden coverage of the dragon qi prevented the change of the spiritual power division to a certain extent, but a huge crater like a black hole still appeared in the sky above Jincheng.

The pit that had been drained of energy revealed a strange color through the pale pink poisonous mist.

Ao Zhun's dragon qi rushed towards the happy mind with great precision, but the expected role did not play a few roles.

The high-speed spinning Tianqi brought up a circle of rapidly circulating scripture energy, and the dragon qi collided headlong, and it was completely decomposed in a few moments.

Happy desperate sword seems to be unstoppable by external forces.

The power of the lack of heaven is accumulating more and more.

The scriptural energy that was constantly flowing back and forth on the sword's body finally gradually converged towards the tip of the sword.

The intense and efficient compression of energy brought a hint of distortion in the eyes of everyone.

The naked eye, which could no longer distinguish the speed, began to converge with light.

The golden sword that had protruded from the sword embryo gradually retracted, and did not stop until there were more than two feet left.

His eyes were already closed, and the figure lying on the ground suddenly stood up, his left arm instinctively grabbing the hilt of the sword above his head.

Everyone in the courtyard was stunned by this scene at this moment, and no one reacted correctly.

Ao Zhun saw that the dragon qi did not work, and instinctively flew over the window in the direction of happiness.

Happy outstretched fingers had just touched the hilt of the sword.

At this time, Ao Zhun urged the dragon qi desperately, wanting to make the speed a little faster.

However, it was too late.

The moment the fingers touched the hilt of Tianque's sword, his right hand was stretched out instantly, and his two hands grabbed Tianque one after the other, and his arms pressed down violently!

That's it!

Yan Ling made a quick decision in the last moment, and his body returned to a sitting position, his hands folded.

Eyes closed in an instant!