Perhaps it was Qin Yao's breaking free that made Nagarjuna feel faceless, so the third Ming King began to burst out with the strongest power.

The well-informed Fan Jianqiang was shocked: "It's amazing, it actually made the battle spirit desperate, everyone dodge, hurry!"

Qin Yao asked the reason as he galloped.

Fan Jianqiang shouted misfortune: "Similar to the burning of the demon soul, this is the sage who let the battle soul exhaust its potential to attack. After this battle, whether you win or not, this battle spirit must recuperate for a year and a half. Of course, you should also know how terrible the lethality is after paying this price. ”

Qin Yao's scalp was numb: "As for it?"

"How could it be?" Fan Jianqiang shook his head loudly, "You and your aunt, younger sisters, Yao Qin, Yuwen, Su Wuqiu, Kong Er Fool, Chu Zixi, Red Sleeves, Tian Xiang, plus the five holy beasts, as well as those blood sect-level Taibao, and of course, there are also Saint Realm candidates like Brother Qiang...... Except for Wen Mo and Tang Xiaoyu, who are a few people, this is to wipe out the masters of the two realms! If I have this opportunity, even if the battle spirit is banned for ten years, I will have to do it!"

That's the same thing. If these people at the scene are destroyed, the rest of them, whether they are demons or remnants, will never be the climate again.

It's just that even if everyone tried their best, they couldn't run out of the opponent's attack range. Because the attack method of the third Ming King is special, not only has a wide range, but also is an indiscriminate attack.

"Hmmm... Su Po... You Su Po... Bellow... Tiller... Tiller... Bellow... Tiller... Harino... Bellow... Ashino... Hu... Po Wai ... Ri Ri Luo... Wha Zha ......"

The noisy and obscure incantations, which should be the sound of the ancient language, turned into golden threads that filled the sky, and gradually turned into pieces of golden auspicious clouds, and after landing, they formed a golden mist for dozens of miles.

In an instant, the running crowd began to slow down. The weakest ones were like those Taibao, and they were frozen there one by one, as if they had lost their minds.

Yao Qin and Professor Lin were also greatly constrained and struggling.

Qin Yao's head hurt, and he felt as if something strange was about to come out of his head.

It is a negative emotion hidden deep in the heart, greed, hatred and obsession. The king of the third world was able to subdue the greed and hatred of the three worlds of all beings, so he got the name of the third world.

All three types of thoughts seem to be magnified a thousand times over, so my mind can no longer bear it. Qin Yao's head was in severe pain, and it was conceivable how far the rest of the people had come.

It's still Su Wuqiu, this pure-minded guy sitting cross-legged doesn't seem to be affected, and the scriptures he recites can help a few friends around him.

And the Taibao in the distance were not good, and the two weaker ones suddenly screamed and jumped high. Then he spat out his blood, and then his battle spirit surfaced in his head, and he jumped out in an instant.

The battle soul was shattered, and the realm of the Blood Sect naturally could not be maintained. And under this strange blow, these two Blood Sect-level Taibao who had regressed in strength died on the spot with just coercion.

At this time, Fan Jianqiang also seemed to be in a daze, showing an extremely shameless smile, as if he was greedy. It's just that this smile is entangled with pain, so it looks extremely distorted and hideous.

Bang! Qin Yao hit him on the head with his backhand, but he didn't wake up.

I don't think it can go on like this.

At this moment, a shadow began to appear on Fan Jianqiang's head, which was his battle spirit. Qin Yao had long remembered that his blood qi phantom seemed to be a deer, so it should be the demon race of this race.

Then, its war spirit should be generally a similar race.

Sure enough, a deer-like body shape appeared. It was only when Qin Yao looked carefully at this time that he could see that this was not an ordinary deer.

It's just the size of a deer, but the neck up is the upper body of a woman, and the woman's head has antlers. Somewhat similar to the Sagittarius archer in Western legends, half-human, half-deer.

It's such a strange thing!

Professor Lin recognized that this was called "warding off evil spirits", but it was an ancient beast, far more powerful than the deer clan, and it was simply the difference between cloud and mud. People often say that stupid as a pig deer, which means as stupid as a pig and a deer, so it is difficult for such a low-end bloodline to reach the super realm. Now it makes sense, it turns out that Fan's strong "deer" is just plausible, but in fact it is a super high-end evil beast.

It's just that now this evil spirit looks very painful, trembling all over, and it seems that it may collapse at any time.

It's just that Fan Jianqiang is stronger than those two Taibao, so he can still be tenacious, extremely painful and don't do it: "Brother, pull me ......"

"What should my mother do?" Qin Yao was anxious.

Fan Jianqiang: "Use your ...... Soul ......"

But Fan's strong eyes flashed with a hint of uncertainty.

"Okay!" Qin Yao asked Xiao Jianjian.

Seeing Qin Yao so refreshing, Fan Jianqiang may have found out his conscience, and pressed Qin Yao's wrist again: "Forget it...... Never mind...... In fact, it is dangerous...... Extremely ......"

Qin Yao: "What do you mean?"

Fan Jianqiang: "You can support it at the moment because of the help of that little sword." Once the little sword is out of your body, your own battle spirit may not be able to hold on. ”

I rub it, so that's it, then you still let me help you?

In fact, Fan Jianqiang may have discovered his conscience for a moment before he told the true situation. And for the sake of his final truth, Qin Yao really wants to help this time!

Xiao Jianjian floated out of his body, and suddenly revealed an extremely belligerent posture. It suddenly turned into a half-zhang long, and stirred at the golden Buddha sound in the sky, as if stirring the flow of water, forming a whirlpool that was getting bigger and bigger.

And Fan's strong evil spirit also retracted his head, but Qin Yao's little dragon spirit was almost sucked out. It's just that because Qin Yao's strength still surpasses Fan Jianqiang's imagination, he has never been forcibly sucked out.

In the distance, several Taibao who had been drawn out of the battle spirit, as well as Yao Qin and others, also breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little like they had escaped death.

Fan Jianqiang is really convinced, how can he know that in the past few years, Qin Yao has not done anything in the Divine City, and he has been refining his realm, he is as stable as an old dog.

"Awesome, brother!"

"It's a ghost, it's hard to support, and I can't hold it anymore. Qin Yao was a little big, and suddenly shouted, "Quick, everyone stay away from me." I'm drawn to it now, and all of its power is sucked up by my sword for a moment. ”

Tang Jianxin was shocked: "What about you?"

"I don't know, let's be improvised!" Qin Yao said, in fact, he was a little out of support in the next second. After all, Xiao Jianjian is not the soul of a saint, and it is too difficult to do such a big thing.

And the golden light like the flow of water became denser and denser, and now it was as if it was stirring the ocean, and the entire sky was stirred by the small sword, forming a terrifying whirlpool.

As long as this formation collapsed, there was no doubt that Qin Yao would be engulfed in an instant, and Xiao Jian Jian would also collapse.

"!" Tang Jianxin scolded, instead of retreating, he actually took the initiative to fly to Qin Yao's side, "Fan Jianqiang, is there any way for everyone to help now?"

Fan Jianqiang shook his head: "At most, you can support mentally...... Ah......h

Tang Jianxin kicked him away unceremoniously again.

At this time, Qin Yao's whole body was already weak, and the little sword was also trembling while stirring, and it could collapse at any time.

On the opposite side, the Ming King of the Third Dynasty became more and more calm, floating in the golden sea of light, looking down on Qin Yao and the others, like a god looking at ants.

This time, Nagarjuna fought hard to consume the battle spirit, and he had to wipe out Qin Yao and the others. In fact, Qin Yao's performance has exceeded his expectations now, but it doesn't matter, he is still under the control of the ability of the Third Ming King.

At this moment, Qin Yao suddenly took out the spell puppet and aimed it at the third Ming King in the sky, and came with a powerful explosive spell!

Thundered......

A sound like thunder erupted from the sky, and the word explosion spell was caught by the third Ming King. As if heaven and earth collided, the body of the third king of the Ming Dynasty flew upside down for dozens of feet, but he held on!

Everyone's hearts cooled...... The spell puppet, which is equivalent to about seventy percent of the power of the sage, is half a pound and eight taels with the other party. This is already everyone's strongest attack method, what to do next?

Although this blow also caused a great loss to the Ming King of the Third Dynasty, and the time that could be supported was shorter, the remaining time was still enough to wipe everyone out.

"It's over, there's no more spell to hurt it, right?"

"How about getting the puppet to swallow energy again?"

"It's too late. ”

Qin Yao said angrily: "Since there is no hope, then you should hurry up and dodge, run as far as you can!"

Professor Lin shook his head and said nothing, but he didn't leave an inch.

Even Fan Jianqiang, a shameless person, didn't leave, patted his buttocks, and returned to everyone in a sneer.

Yao Qin was a little curious: "Brother Qiang is actually righteous?"

Fan Jianqiang: "Nonsense, am I the kind of person who abandons my brother?"

The words are righteous and awe-inspiring, but everyone thinks it is weird.

As a result, a small white shadow flashed behind Fan Jianqiang - white and black. "I'm behind his ass. My boss was entangled in trying to save him, and if this bastard dared to escape, I ate it. ”

Fan Jianqiang jumped to his feet in anger: "Do I need your threat? Even if you are not behind, Brother Qiang will not escape!"

The credibility of this statement was doubtful.

At this time, Fan Jianqiang seemed to see Bai Jiahei and suddenly had an idea: "By the way, I also know the technique of combining ancient holy beasts, once the four holy beasts join forces, obediently, it is called a powerful one." ”

Bai Jiahei shuddered for a moment: Meow a mi, this breed will not be a retaliation, what kind of bad idea do you want to pit your tiger grandma.

Of course, everyone also has the idea of white and black, and thinks that Fan Jianqiang may be uneasy and kind.

Yao Qin is of course a natural skeptic, and he is the most uneasy about Fan Jianqiang's discipline: "There is this method, why didn't you say it earlier?"

Fan Jianqiang said with a little frustration: "The reason why I didn't say it before is because your four holy beasts are a little flawed. ”

The response of this product is quite fast...... Or, really?

Fan Jianqiang: "Think about it, if they don't have the effect of cooperating, why should their four types of fierce beasts be listed as the four holy beasts?" There must be a reason, right?" ”