The Heavenly Fire God Emperor Nan Liyuan, Nalan King Nalan Kunshan, Mo Tiansheng Lord Mo Qianli and Kunpeng King are still struggling to support it.

The aura around them was sluggish, the laws were chaotic, and countless Qinglian Law silk threads pierced into their bodies, making a weird grunting sound, and among the Qinglian Law silk threads, they squirmed one by one, looking extremely weird.

Among them, only Mo Qianli, the Holy Lord of the Ink Heaven, was better, and around him, an illusory dark golden shadow emerged, and ten formation dao patterns floated in front of him, and the light emitted from them connected to each other, forming a formation and protecting it.

This formation exudes a strong aura of law and Dao accumulation, competing with the law of Qinglian, although its own law is still sucked away bit by bit, but the speed is much slower.

"Damn bald donkey. Mo Qianli's eyes flickered with ferocity, and his eyes were full of hatred.

King Kunpeng was the worst, he was already seriously injured, and he was extremely embarrassed at this time, not only did his body lose a circle, but the aura around him was even more sluggish.

The Heavenly Fire God Emperor's expression was extremely calm, his eyes shot a sharp light, and there were two flames beating in it, and the phoenix under his seat spread out flames one after another, forming a ball of fire, enveloping it in it.

King Nalan's hair was scattered, and the sword aura emanating from his body had long since lost its previous sharpness, and he could only protect himself. was already extremely emaciated, but at this time it had become skin and bones, no different from the previous golden body.

The attacks of the surrounding Buddhist cultivators were overwhelming, and tens of thousands of monks died in an instant, their essence blood and the laws contained in their bodies were all sucked away, and only the divine souls were retained.

These spirits exuded incomparable resentment, forming patches of blood-red waves, rolling between heaven and earth, and a terrible scream came out of them, full of anger and unwillingness.

The long dragon winding and circling in the sky even rolled up a thousand feet of Buddha qi, and after killing tens of thousands of monks, it bombarded Mo Qianli, the Holy Lord of Motian.

Mo Qianli, who had originally closed his eyes tightly, seemed to feel threatened, his eyes opened suddenly, a palpitating light flashed in his eyes, and a formation rune flew out and rushed towards the flying dragon.

At the same time, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and a quaint little bell appeared in his hand, which was directly sacrificed by him, and the little bell spun in mid-air and rushed to the green lotus above his head.

Xiao Zhong and Qinglian were the first to collide together, and the aura of the law exploded, stirring up the heavenly dao pattern, making Qinglian's rotation stagnant.

The restraints around him disappeared in an instant, and the next moment, he stepped out and flew towards the long dragon.

I saw a fierce light flash in his eyes, and he shouted: "Explosion!"

The formation Dao pattern that rushed towards the long dragon exploded directly, and the terrifying aura wiped out all the surrounding Buddha qi, forming a pitch-black void crack, colliding with the flying long dragon.

This long dragon is a combination of eighteen high monks, and the terrifying aura it exudes is terrifying just by looking at it, let alone fighting with it.

Although the aura emitted by the explosion of that formation Dao pattern was terrifying, it was not as powerful as the long dragon.

The explosive aura of the formation pattern was directly crushed by the long dragon, and it disappeared into invisibility.

A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Mo Qianli's mouth, and his figure flew out upside down, and when he was in mid-air, he stretched out his hand again, and the two formation dao patterns flew out together, facing the flying dragon.

The little bell also came to the top of his head, and shrouded it in white light.

Mo Qianli wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand, and the remaining seven formation dao patterns flew out together, forming a mysterious formation behind him.

At the same time, a figure walked out of his body, came to the center of the formation, and stretched out his hand to play dozens of mystical spells.

Soon, a light gate appeared in the formation.

The faces of the monks on the eighteen huge Buddha statues changed in unison, and the long dragon rushed over even more violently.

The formation pattern that flew towards the long dragon exploded again, rolling up the violent aura, making the long dragon's movements stagnant again.

The Qinglian above his head also quickly pressed down, and one after another Qinglian laws rolled out, wanting to stop the formation light gate behind Mo Qianli.

The corners of Mo Qianli's mouth showed a hint of ridicule, and he said coldly: "What about the ancient Buddha Kingdom, after today, you will be the number one enemy of my demon race, and the ten major temples of my demon clan will definitely come to the city and destroy all of them." ”

After he finished speaking, his body rushed forward suddenly, and then exploded directly, forming two extremely violent auras that rushed towards the Qinglian who fell above his head and the long dragon that flew again.

A black light rolled back and disappeared into the virtual shadow in front of the formation light gate.

The next moment, the phantom stepped into the light gate.

Immediately afterward, the violent impact aura swept around, not only blowing up Qinglian and Guangmen directly, but even the long dragon screamed and immediately disappeared.

Within a radius of ten zhang, all the violent auras collided with each other, and the void in that place directly cracked a hideous mouth, as if it was about to devour everything around it.

The high-ranking monks on top of the eighteen Buddha statues all spurted out a mouthful of blood, and a strong person in the refining period exploded, even if their qi was connected to the Buddha statues under their feet, as well as the hundreds of thousands of Buddha cultivators here, they also suffered a lot of damage.

In the distance, the Heavenly Fire God Emperor and the Nalan King saw the void crack left behind by Mo Qianli's self-explosion, and their eyes flashed with hope.

The fireball wrapped around the Heavenly Fire God Emperor exploded directly, rolling up thousands of flames, directly hitting the blue lotus above his head. Immediately after, he spewed out a mouthful of natal essence blood again, and a phoenix with wings ready to fly quickly formed in the flames, and at the same time let out a roar, it directly tore a crack in the law cage formed by Qinglian.

The Heavenly Fire God Emperor turned into a ray of light and rushed out of the crack.

Seeing this, King Nalan also let out a sigh, and his body turned into a thousand-foot-long sword light, slashing fiercely at Qinglian.

The green lotus exploded into a cloud of law aura, and a clearly visible crack appeared on the lotus flower petal on it.

Another sword roar sounded, and the sword light slashed on the crack again, and the violent aura and the sword qi in the sky scattered and flew in all directions, shooting out the surrounding void into tiny black holes.

The crack on the lotus petal became clearer, but it still hadn't split, and King Nalan looked at the void crack that was gradually closing in the distance, and his face showed an anxious look.

As soon as he gritted his teeth and merged with the sword light again, the sword qi of the Cold Ice Law skyrocketed, reaching thousands of zhang, and the cold aura spread, completely freezing the surrounding void.

Even on top of the green lotus, thin ice began to freeze, but the next moment, the green lotus bloomed with infinite brilliance, emitting a series of law breaths, rolling up all these cold ice breaths, and absorbing them all in an instant.

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