The expected sound of gold and iron did not sound, Ning Xiaoxian made an iron plate bridge with his waist, dodged the double attack, and still did not forget to lift his slender feet, and kicked Yin Jiuling's right leg fiercely!

She now raised her head to the sky, just in time to see a thunderbolt like snow falling from the sky, falling straight down on the three of them. The thunder was cylindrical, at least more than five zhang in diameter, blue and white lightning, indescribable.

Heavenly punishment!

She'd seen this thing at least three times, but this time no one violated the rules of heaven, and it wasn't from the heavens—the heavens were too busy to take care of themselves at this time.

The only possibility is that it comes from the God-King.

She was about to inhale between her teeth: those two great gods were too violent, and they could even copy the method of heavenly punishment!

After the "inch of time" has absorbed enough energy, the red light runs through the heavens and the earth, how can the god king not notice it? The two true gods are now fighting inseparably, but this thing has now become a heavyweight killing weapon, and whoever wins it may rewrite the situation of the battle, right?

I can't help but be unmoved by the true God.

There is no way to avoid it, her mind has not moved, and a faint blue light flashes on the surface of her body, but it is the power of Yimu to protect the lord by itself. The third person who stretched out the halberd to relieve Yin Jiu Ling's danger had his face hidden in the strong light shining from above, but with Ning Xiaoxian's eyesight, he could still see every line on his face clearly.

The eyebrows are like distant mountains, and the jade face and red lips are the handsome and graceful bones of the people in the painting.

This face, she is all too familiar: absurd.

At this critical juncture, it was he who stopped in front of Ning Xiaoxian and prevented her from taking away "an inch of time"!

At this time, shouldn't he stay in the barracks and be anxious about the "seven-day talks", how could he suddenly enter this battle?

Wu Mu stared at her deadly, his phoenix eyes were wide open, and the cold light was overflowing, and even she felt terrified when she saw it.

At that time, she had not yet kicked the Nine Spirits of the Bardo, and a strong wind came out from her feet, and the middle people wanted to break. With her current strength, if Yin Jiu Ling is kicked, her lower limbs will not want to be wanted.

Ning Xiaoxian was annoyed that she concealed her identity and teased herself and Changtian, and she would not be merciful this time!

However, this woman's sea of consciousness drilled into a Yin Nine Secluded, Ning Xiaoxian did not miss the faint black light that suddenly flashed around her body, which was a body protection divine power directly condensed with soul power. Yin Jiuyou has long had the ability to transform reality into reality, and it is not difficult to protect his sister.

From this, it can also be seen that Yin Jiuyou really took control of Yin Jiuling's body. A god realm, an immortal realm, how can there be suspense about the outcome of the victory? And the speed of time in the kingdom of God is different from that of the present world, and the ghost knows how long it took Yin Jiuyou to succeed?

At this time, the thunder pillar in the sky had already been split down, and was about to cage the three of them in the middle, when a thunderbolt suddenly fell from the west, the shape was curved like a long snake, but it could come first and smash on the thunder pillar without a difference!

"Boom", the sky and the earth suddenly became white, and everyone was blinded by a series of thunderstorms in mid-air, and the sound could shock all the creatures within a thousand miles to death. The three of them were the closest, and Ning Xiaoxian was also shocked to buzz with a burst of tinnitus, and his blood was churning.

Fortunately, she has entered the divine realm, and her supernatural powers and mood have risen with the tide, and if she comes to the true fairy realm to receive this moment, I am afraid that she will feel the power of heaven and earth and shake her heart, and at this time she should be shocked and vomit out of a mouthful of old blood.

The power of the thunder was offset by two or two, and it did not fall on the three of them. Ning Xiaoxian used his knees to know who had come down the other thunderbolt:

Long days.

The Yin Nine Spirit Body in front of him couldn't withstand such heavenly might. Her face suddenly turned gray, and she was kicked by Ning Xiaoxian again, her body was already unstable, but she tried her best under the support of Yin Jiuyou, and the end of the "inch of time" was gently knocked to the ground.

At this time, Ning Xiaoxian had already backhanded her wrist, and even her fingertips were only three inches away from her skin, but she was one step slower after all.

"Inch of time" touched the ground, very light, very light.

Ning Xiaoxian didn't even have time to scold "damn" before he felt a strange impact.

It was as if a light was bursting in front of me, even stronger than a thunderstorm in the sky. Yi Ning Xiaoxian's eyes were strong, and he had to close his eyes tightly to avoid his edge, and raised his arms to protect the leader to protect the vital point. The divine power turned into armor to cover the whole body, resisting possible impact and sneak attacks.

Immediately afterward, there was a cool texture in front of her, as if she had been hit head-on by the waves, and even she could feel the aftermath continue to spread backwards over her, and she didn't know how many thousands of miles it spread.

Ning Xiaoxian didn't dare to slack off, opened his eyes as soon as possible, and then stood up straight.

……

She was still standing in her original position, at the top of the Eight Ancient Peaks, but everything around her was wrong:

The terrible thunderstorm was overhead, but it remained motionless, in its most dazzling posture, and the electric light in it was strange, some like electric circles, some like snakes, like halberds, or nothing. No one in the world may have been able to tell them all so clearly, but today they can only be frozen in mid-air, leaving the audience to count them one by one.

Yin Jiu Ling was originally standing under the big tree, the crown of the tree was shaken by the thunderstorm, and countless leaves fell down, and they were also condensed in the air one by one, maintaining the posture of being blown by the wind.

If someone is willing to take a closer look, it will probably confirm the saying: no two leaves in the world are exactly the same.

But of course Ning Xiaoxian was unwilling, because the leaves were still there, the thunderstorm was still there, and everything around was still there, which proved that time was stagnant - Yin Jiuyou controlled the "inch time" through the hands of his sister, allowing it to suspend time at the moment when the thunderstorm just fell.

This is the legendary rift in time.

Maybe she was on the side when Yin Jiu Yu fell from the staff, and she was also brought into the time rift together.

At this time, she couldn't help but secretly sigh at Yin Jiuyun's clever thoughts: "Inch of time" only obeyed the orders of Yin Jiu Ling or the God King, and never paid attention to others. However, he is a soul cultivator, as long as he occupies the skin of the Yin Nine Spirits, he will indirectly control the "inch time" for his use, after all, the "inch time" recognizes the "person", not the "soul".

But now, Yin Jiuling and "Inch Time" are gone.

Before she had time to think about it, the cold light flashed in front of her, and the tip of a halberd had pierced her eye.

Ning Xiaoxian didn't plan to hide anymore, so he didn't hesitate to stretch out his palm, grab it, and push it forward!

This blow, this halberd, was frozen in mid-air, and it seemed to merge with the strange sense of stagnation around it.

Only the two of them in the wrestling knew that this truncated halberd had been trembling and wailing all the time, and it could not withstand such a huge force.

The owner of the halberd looked at her, his eyes seemed to be able to breathe fire, but there was a cold killing intent in his eyes.

I want to eat her alive, I want to tear her into pieces! No one who sees her will be mistaken for the meaning of this look.