The battle between Yuan Tianzong and Realm Lord Qi Mo has not yet ended, and Sun Changkong and the Iron Fist Warriors on the other side are also engaged in a fierce battle. Just as the invincible fist smashed directly at the door, Sun Changkong jumped on the nearest stone slab on the side, and the fallacy method was launched, and another brilliant streamer was released from under his feet, pouring into his body in a steady stream.

"So you're an iron tree blossom!"

As he spoke, Sun Changkong made a move with his hand, and three bamboo sticks broke out of the air, wrapped on it with inexplicable power, so that it had grown dozens of times between breaths, and the branches were luxuriant, and the pink flowers with the size of the bowl bloomed proudly, inhaling the colorful fist into it, and after a few muffled bangs, the full force of the Iron Fist Warrior disappeared with the group of flowers; Sun Changkong fell to the top of the tree, looked at him condescendingly, and whispered with palpitations: "Fortunately, I was in a hurry just now, otherwise I really don't know how to deal with Fang Cai's offensive." Iron Tree Blossom, Blossom Iron Tree, well, I love it!"

Seeing that his killing move was easily resolved, the gem fist gloves on the hands of the Iron Fist Warrior suddenly shone brightly, and a dazzling golden light flew out unexpectedly, and with a devastating momentum, the branches under Sun Changkong's feet were cut in two.

"Cut the gold fist!"

As the arms of the Iron Fist kept waving up and down, bundles of unstoppable fierce power were sent out from the fist gloves one after another, and for a while, the iron tree that had just appeared through the summoning was also unable to make a strong move, and the stumps and leaves were scattered all over the ground. Sun Changkong was between the siege of Qunguang, trying his best to dodge, but it was still not as good as the repeated bombardment of the golden fist. Seeing that he was bound to be injured in less than ten rounds, Sun Changkong turned over and flew up to the canopy, reached out to pick one of the pink flowers, and threw it forward with all his might.

The flower was in the shape of a clump, and as soon as it flew out, the petals scattered in all directions, each of which turned into a small shield, blocking the indestructible golden light one by one, and the golden light was extinguished, and the petals were all gone. This seemingly delicate iron flower actually used his own life to offset the deadly fist strength one by one, and the two equal forces collided together, and each of them performed a boiling trick, the grandeur of the scene, the superb moves, it was really rare, even the rest of the white-armored soldiers present couldn't help but be amazed.

"It's not good, Big Brother Iron Fist is about to run out of strength, I want to step forward to support. ”

As he spoke, another white-armored guard held a soldier on top, and Sun Changkong only felt a cool breeze behind him, and his body involuntarily dodged downward. The cold light swept by, and he only felt that a swarm of bees flew in his ears, and when he looked up, it was actually a pair of hand thorns soaked in cold light, yin and yang thorns.

Yin and yang thorns are punns, not just because the left and right hands stab a yin and a yang, one concave and one convex. It is even more because as soon as this thing comes out, the opponent will be uncertain about life and death, one step into the yin, and one step back to the yang. And when the strange soldiers of the Yin and Yang Thorns attacked, the expressions of the rest of the companions immediately seemed much soothed, and a little joy could be faintly seen.

The two white-armored soldiers attacked together, and even Sun Changkong couldn't help but be a little difficult. Fortunately, he who carried the blossoming diagram of the iron tree, and the people were able to use its power freely, and one after another the branches came out of their hands, and once they flew out, they would immediately use their skills to spit out leaves, grow buds, and bloom dazzlingly. Due to the inexplicable strength of the true scripture map, although the two of them had the advantage in numbers, they did not dare to get close to each other rashly, even if they occasionally attacked close to the body, they only used a few moves, and immediately jumped away, for fear that their bodies would touch those tree branches. In the blink of an eye, the three of them had already passed more than 400 moves, and the ground was full of branches with iron flowers, and seeing that there was no place to stay if they continued like this, another white-armored soldier who remained outside the battlefield suddenly said loudly: "You all get out of the way!"

Strange to say, as soon as the man finished speaking, the two white-armored soldiers who attacked Sun Changkong immediately jumped off the battlefield. Suddenly, a blinding light suddenly lit up in front of one of the guards. Seeing this, the guards flashed behind the man, as if they were afraid of being affected by the light. And Sun Changkong, who realized that the situation was not good, was too late to dodge at this moment, feeling that the power of the True Scripture Diagram in his body was rapidly weakening, and he knew that his time was running out.

"That's all there is to it!"

"Immovable as a mountain!"

When that dazzling light climbed to the extreme, and then was released violently, the many flower branches on the ground and Sun Changkong among them were all swallowed up by the brilliance that foreshadowed death. The white dirt flew into the air, and then turned to ashes between breaths. And those iron trees that could have been comparable to the sharp weapons of the gods could not escape, and they burned raging fires one after another, turning into pieces of charcoal. Finally, the power of destroying all beings destroyed everything in front of them, leaving behind a black scar with a radius of several feet. As for the flowering iron tree and Sun Changkong, they have long since disappeared.

"Hmmm......"

Seeing the space in front of him become like this, the white-armored divine soldier who was half-kneeling on the ground finally turned his head away from the cannon in his hand and nodded with satisfaction. And the two strange soldiers who had just fought fiercely with Sun Changkong were finally speechless, and even they didn't expect that the move just now would have such power, and they would probably be wiped out.

"呲呲~"

An inexplicable throbbing crept out of the scorched earth, and before the strange soldiers had recovered from the joy of the victory just now, they were stunned to find that an equally black prismatic object had been drilled out in the center of the "black soil", and after careful identification, it was actually a flower bone.

The size of this flower bone is really terrifying, and it is as tall as a person, and it is thick when you hold it. It's hard to believe that the flower buds are so large, and how huge the body underneath is. And just as everyone was about to take further measures, the black ash bud suddenly cracked, and then a naked body fell out.

This person is, of course, Sun Changkong.

When he landed, Sun Changkong stretched out his palms that were sticky with juice, and after observing them, he finally muttered: "It turns out that the Iron Tree can really be reborn when it blooms, and from this point of view alone, although it is similar to the corroded immortal body of the Hundred Bone Ghost Lin Tu, it is obviously superior in terms of effect. It's a pity ......"

Before he finished speaking, the black giant flower behind him trembled in the wind, and turned into countless flying ashes and disappeared without a trace.

"It's gone, the unsettling energy just now is gone. ”

Looking at the incomprehension and joy on the faces of those strange soldiers, Sun Changkong shook his head with a wry smile, and said secretly: Although the Iron Tree Blossoming Diagram saved my life at a critical time, it also exhausted his energy and disappeared suddenly. It's a pity that such a miraculous picture of the scriptures has disappeared like this.

The strange soldiers seemed to have realized Sun Changkong's "secret", so they scattered in all directions, slowly forming an encirclement, so that he had nothing to hide. However, at this time, Sun Changkong had a posture of "one man is the key, and ten thousand people are not open", and so many good hands in front of him surrounded him, and he was not afraid at all, and his face was even filled with an immortal smile, and then said: "Although I lost the iron tree flowering diagram, but just now, I realized a new kind of power. Thanks to the blessing of the previous rebirth, my Yuan Force has been restored to its peak state, and I can just use you to try my new killer move, the Metaverse, the combination of the two, birth, the space of fallacy!"

"Hum~"

Yuan Tianzong was shocked, and the victory that was already within reach was put aside by him, completely ignoring it. Looking at the boundless sky, a smile of relief gradually appeared on his complicated face, but Qi Mo was very puzzled by this.

"What kind of trick is he playing, he could have defeated me with one blow, but he didn't want to do it. Hmph, maybe, since you refuse to fall into the trap, let me push you into the bottomless abyss with my own hands!"

After finishing speaking, Qi Mo stood up from the ground, and then looked at the front of his body, there were bursts of inexplicable tremors, so those branches that were originally inserted in the major acupoints actually fell off on their own, fell to the ground, and turned into wisps of gray smoke. And Qi Mo, who was originally in a depression, was rejuvenated again and returned to his previous heyday.

Yuan Tianzong glanced at Qi Mo and said lightly: "It can't be fake, it can't be fake." Do you think that if you restrain your breath, I can't see that you are acting? Well, since Sun Changkong has completed the final work, it doesn't make any sense for me to continue here. ”

After a pause, he looked at Qi Mo in front of him and shouted, "Hey, it seems that our life-and-death battle is coming to an end today." ”

Qi Mo was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help screaming: "Are you joking? I'm just a little interested, you actually want to leave? No, without my permission, you don't want to leave here." ”

Yuan Tianzong sighed helplessly, and at the same time, his body was filled with a little bit of starlight, and then the aging and thin skin became more and more transparent, and the internal meridian organs and bone marrow could also be clearly distinguished. Qi Mo frowned slightly, and said to himself: "It turns out that this is the way it came back, and the fallacy method used to support the physical body actually failed. Could it be that that kid has already been dealt with by the Twelve?"

Following the direction of the Heavenless Sect, Qi Mo looked at it, and from time to time an extremely ugly look appeared on his face, and he said in a low voice: "What...... How is it possible, the twelve white-armored soldiers were all wiped out!"

"I'm gone, we will definitely meet again!

Qi Mo looked at Yuan Tianzong in front of him again, only to see that he had turned into an afterimage at this time, and several small debris poured out of his body one after another, drifting away with the wind, and seeing that only a silhouette remained. And just as he was about to disappear, he finally replied, "Okay, I'll wait for you!"

In the human world, in the city of Ai, the human forces led by the tent gate are guarding the last pure land of mankind, and are struggling to support under the double pressure of the demon realm and the white realm. Not long ago, Zhao Xuanang, one of the four treasures under the king, also joined the list and became the backbone of the tent, with a great momentum to surpass Sun Changkong. On this day, a swift phantom sneaked into the city and entered Zhao Xuanang's room without alarming anyone. However, before he could stand still, a cold voice suddenly sounded from behind the door, and the blade that exuded a murderous aura came to the man's neck from behind: "Who are you?"

"Hehe, you are Zhao Xuanang, the last descendant of the Divine Death Clan, right? I am the person you have been looking for, Shen Wanqiu. ”