As the people of the big family explained, everyone finally understood what had happened, and it turned out that the five of them had entered the realm of heaven and man.

Relying on each other's divine thoughts to fight, as long as you kill the opponent's divine thoughts, the main body will die by itself.

In the artistic conception, Lynch is precarious, in danger at any time, relying on his Yuan Shen to be strong, otherwise he would have been a corpse.

Pang Gao deliberately used the artistic conception, that is, he was gambling, the four of them, Lynch alone, even if he was talented, in the artistic conception, he only had one primordial god, and four people were enough to kill him.

It's a pity that he didn't know that Lynch had cultivated the Mark of the Pluto, and the Yuan Shen was already a powerful mess.

In addition, the Shura Jue has reached the level of refining gods, and the Yuan Shen is far beyond ordinary people, comparable to the Nine Rank Martial Saints.

The thunder and lightning gathered more and more, and Cho An felt a little uneasy, and for some reason, a breath of death completely enveloped him.

Dodging sideways, he dodged the attack of the slasher, let out a light roar, and his body rushed towards Barry, wanting to compare whether it was the strength of the human Yuan Shen or the power of the demon beast.

A cloud of golden thunder and lightning was brewing, causing the lightning layer to get lower and lower, and even Barry felt palpitations, and these thunderbolts fell little by little, and even he had to peel off his skin if he didn't die.

Pang Gao formed his own artistic conception, and Lynch actually evolved into a realm within a realm in the artistic conception.

To enter the artistic conception of others, one is to break it, and the other is to kill the opponent in the artistic conception, so that you can withdraw from the artistic conception, otherwise you will be trapped to the end.

Lynch is good, after entering the artistic conception of the sea of snow, relying on the will of thunder and lightning, he evolved a new artistic conception, which is now indistinguishable.

Whether Lynch fell into Pang Gao's artistic conception of the sea of snow, or the four of them fell into Lynch's artistic conception of thunder and lightning, can only be known after the battle is over.

The long sword that slashed it arrived in the blink of an eye, not giving Lynch any chance, and with Barry's containment, Lynch was helpless.

If you want to take the initiative, you must break the artistic conception and seize the initiative in your own hands.

If you are replaced by someone else, you will be deeply trapped in Pang Gao's artistic conception, and I am afraid that you will have been slaughtered by others a long time ago and will not be able to move.

With a flick of his footsteps, he avoided the long sword of the chop, and his body was not bound by any restraints, and it was extremely light, making his face change again and again.

"You've also learned the mood!"

Cutting it reveals an incredible color, they are all the pride of the sky, but they only understand a trace of artistic conception, and the four of them together form an artistic conception space.

Lynch is just a small five-rank martial saint, not only has he comprehended the artistic conception, but he is countless times stronger than the four of them.

"Carving insect skills!"

In the artistic conception, there is no need to speak, they are completely divine communication, and they can't see the corners of their mouths moving.

Roar!

Barry's fist appeared in front of Lynch, forming a wave of golden qi, like flames, that exploded in front of Lynch.

"It's a good time, let me understand the body of the demon beast!"

Lynch did not retreat but advanced, wanting to test his physical body, whether he could withstand the power of the Eight Rank Martial Saint.

"Fist of Truth!"

The fist technique surged, and a cloud of golden energy gushed out from Lynch's body, and the muscles bulged out one by one, like the body of a dragon, exuding a vast dragon might.

The clear sound of the dragon's groan suppressed Barry's momentum, the dragon clan is supreme, any demon clan must surrender when they see the dragon clan, and the dragon clan is the ancestor of the demon.

"Boom!"

The two fists collided together, splashing countless snowflakes, and Barry's body shook and he took several steps back, and Lynch just shook in place.

In terms of physical competition, Lynch is already comparable to the peak of the eight-rank martial saint, and if Barry hadn't relied on his physical strength, one punch just now would have been enough to blow him up.

The audience didn't know about the artistic conception space, but they could see the scene in the ring clearly, Barry suddenly took three steps back, and Lynch's body shook slightly.

These small changes made countless people shocked, and the two must have clashed just now, and Barry fell into disadvantage.

At the moment when he was shocked back from Bali, Anguo appeared strangely and attacked secretly, and he could only use the way of sneak attack now.

"Lynch, give me death!"

Taking advantage of the moment when Lynch and Barry fought, Chop Anguo seized the opportunity and stabbed Lynch's back with a sword, which was extremely fast, and with Chop Qi's containment, Lynch was impossible to dodge.

"It's you who died!"

Faced with the sword of Anguo, Lynch was indifferent, he didn't dodge, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Just as the long sword was about to hit Lynch, a beam of thunder flame appeared, smashed down from the void, and landed on the body of Slash Anguo.

Realm within a realm!

In the artistic conception of the sea of snow, Lynch formed his own artistic conception of thunder, and he couldn't dodge Anguo at all, and let the golden thunder flame fall.

"Ahhh

The Yuan Shen was burned, and the Shen Sense of the Cutting An Guo instantly withdrew from the artistic conception, and the body standing in the ring was wrapped in countless thunderbolts and made a crackling sound.

The smell of burnt paste spread to every corner, and Anguo rolled in the ring, wanting to destroy these thunderbolts.

It was the Yuan Shen who was hit, and it was impossible to drive it away, and the pain that pierced the heart made it impossible for an hour and a half to kill Anguo, and the heart-rending screams hit everyone's nerves.

"Click!"

There are countless cracks in the primordial god of the kingdom of Chopping An, and as long as the primordial god collapses, he will definitely die.

No one can do it, there is no panacea in this world to cure the rupture of the primordial spirit.

"Click!"

After holding on for five breaths, Chop Anguo was not moving, his Yuan Shen was completely cracked, and he couldn't die anymore, but before he died, his eyes were protruding and he looked extremely hideous.

There are no injuries, and this is the horror of the clash of artistic conceptions.

The hearts of everyone in Burning Moon Valley sank to the bottom, nine people besieged, six people had died, and there were three left, and I don't know if there is a chance.

If an hour ago, killing Lynch was a sure thing, now it has become an inner uneasiness, and even panic.

The Ruthless Pavilion also fell into silence, and the killing intent of Chopping Wen Zhuo was shrouded, and only a few people were discussing in private, no matter whether this battle was won or lost, it was worth the trip.

Only the martial god can see the artistic conception space clearly, and no one intervenes, and looks at it quietly.

"In the realm of the realm, we all underestimate him!"

Ding An smiled bitterly, he broke through to the realm of the Martial God, and only then did he comprehend a trace of artistic conception, Lynch is good, the five-grade martial saint, the artistic conception is comparable to that of the martial god.

"A generation of masters, this son will not die, my Qiu family will definitely invite you. ”

Qiu Hao nodded, calling Lynch a masterpiece, which is the highest etiquette to describe human beings.

"What are you going to do in your Qiu family, is your Qiu family going to let him in. ”

Zhuge Tai glanced at Qiu Hao, it was obvious that the Qiu family was trying to win over Lynch, such a genius disciple, if he could win over his own family, why not be able to revive.

"Ahem, I have a niece, who looks like a fairy, and now she is also an eight-rank martial saint, if you can, I don't mind letting them deal with it first. ”

This is already a naked wooing, Qiu Hao was cheeky, caused a burst of white eyes, and secretly scolded the old fox.

"I've heard that this kid has no shortage of confidants, I'm afraid your plan is going to be ruined. ”

Di Chengtian said with a smile, the artistic conception space is less than Anguo, and Lynch's advantages are gradually brought into play.

More than a dozen martial gods had a ridiculous tone, which made the atmosphere on the field ease a lot at once.

Everyone in the Ruan family smiled knowingly, and the martial god judged like this, and had already told everyone that Lynch had great hope in this battle, killing them and achieving victory.

These words fell into the ears of the Ruthless Pavilion and the others, and they were extremely harsh, and their hatred for Lynch was even more monstrous.

In the artistic conception, the scene of the sea of snow changed again, and countless ice picks appeared, forming a cage that trapped Lynch in the middle.

The changes in the battlefield made more than a dozen martial gods give up continuing the discussion and pay close attention to the battle situation.

"Whew!"

An ice pick came out of the ground and almost pierced Lynch's body, Pang Gao's artistic conception can be cultivated to such an extent, it is not easy, and he is worthy of the young generation of people.

The body suddenly flew up and avoided the ground to avoid being stabbed by an ice pick.

"Suppress!"

Pang Gao's voice appeared, and he couldn't see where it was, in the artistic conception, he was the master, and the law changed, and Lynch's body fell down, unable to fly.

"Not good!"

The body fell suddenly, Nangong Hongxue said secretly, there are countless ice picks below, if this falls, it will definitely be rotten.

Others also saw that Lynch's strength was too weak, and if he reached the Sixth Rank Martial Saint, he would not be so embarrassed.

"Whew!"

At the moment when Lynch hurried down and was about to be stabbed by an ice pick, two golden wings appeared, like a Kunpeng spreading its wings, and its body suddenly rose high, and those ice picks were only a few inches away from Lynch.

"It's dangerous!"

Nangong Hongxue's powder fists were clenched tightly, and she was almost about to make a move, and Kang Ning and the others were also shocked into a cold sweat.

The bony wings were like sharp knives, and with a sweep, those ice picks suddenly flew up and headed straight for Barry.

Who would have thought that the artistic conception attack formed by Pang Gao has now become Lynch's method, which makes Barry very depressed.

When those icicles attacked, Barry didn't dodge, allowing them to hit his body, leaving thin wounds that were not life-threatening.

Cutting it is different, her physical body is not as perverted as Barry, and she can only dodge in the void, so that Lynch has a chance.

The bony wings flapped, the body grew taller and taller, and endless snowflakes blew, blocking everyone's view, and Lynch had disappeared into the sea of snow.

The arc is still there, and it has gradually evolved into Lynch's artistic conception, and the battle situation has undergone subversive changes, which is not up to them.

"Pang Gao, remove the artistic conception!"

Chop Qi is very aggrieved, whenever he gets close, Lynch flapps his wings, and huge snowflakes fly, so that Chop Qi can't get close to him within three feet.

As soon as his words fell, a snow-capped mountain smashed down from the void and came straight to Lynch, which is also the evolution of artistic conception.

If this is hit, ten Lynches will also be stoned to death, and they can only be avoided sideways.

However, I found that the snow-capped mountains were getting bigger and bigger, spreading the entire artistic conception space, and there was no place to hide, unless I went underground.

There are countless ice picks underground, and if you fall down, you will die, and if you don't fall, you will be hit by an iceberg, and you will also die.

Pang Gao never appeared, he was brewing a big move, using a few of them to contain him, and finally came out.

The snow-capped mountain is getting bigger and bigger, exuding a monstrous divine might, Barry and the two of them are standing on the ground, unable to open their eyes, the snow-capped mountain is descending extremely fast, emitting the speed of sound, and Lynch is constantly descending.