Heaven and heaven, where the moon is heard, the saint who controls the thunder fights, the speed and the fast competition, the years of fighting collapse.

Thunder is extremely fast, incredibly fast, in the face of the amazing speed and destructive power of the white forgetting machine, Fan Lingyue does not avoid it at all, confronts it head-on, and competes with it with speed and destructive power.

Hundreds of moves, the two of them are inseparable, just when the heavenly saints think that the two are equal, in the middle of the battle, a shocking collision sounded, and a waterfall of blood splashed out of Bai Wangji's right arm, dyed red and white.

Injured for the first time, Bai Wangji swept a hundred steps away, looking at the sword wound on his right arm, his face turned cold.

"For 100,000 years, a saint on earth, you are the first person to hurt this seat. ”

Bai Wangji said coldly, waved the folding fan in his hand, and suddenly, thunder filled the sky, turning into a huge beast and devouring it frantically towards the front.

Fan Lingyue looked indifferent, walked and swam, avoiding the strange beasts, and swept in front of Bai Wang's fuselage again.

The pure karma was waved at the beginning, and the white light of the moon was pervasive, and it was slashed down.

Bai Wangji's face sank, and the folding fan in his hand opened, blocking the power of the divine sword.

The strong impact force swept away, and in the battle, the heavens and the earth instantly turned into nothingness, and it was difficult to bear this terrible power of destruction.

Cultivating to the Holy Realm, all the moves have become so pale, only the most primordial law clashes, winning life and defeating death.

The saints who control the thunder have surpassed the vast majority of innate saints in terms of combat power, and are infinitely close to the realm of the Hades and the Eightfold Heavenly Gods, however, it is still difficult to gain the upper hand in the face of the return of the Hundred Wheel of Mortal Lingyue.

Rumble!

In the battle, the Pure Industry Primal and the Thunder Fan continued to clash, and wave after wave of aftermath spread out, spreading to the entire big world.

In the immortal realm, the saints watched the battle in the sky, and their expressions became more and more shocked.

It was too strong, and the combat power of these two people had already surpassed that of the saints.

"The first person in Shenzhou is really terrifying. ”

In front of the saints, Mu Qianyan looked at the sky and said in a condensed voice, "No wonder Zhiming has such a high evaluation of her, and now that I see it with my own eyes, Fang Zhizhi's evaluation is not false at all." ”

"How can it be easy for a woman who can make that guy suffer many times in her fate. ”

The lord of Xiaoyue opened his mouth and said with a smile, "You and I should both know the character of the Knowing Destiny Hou, and we will repay it, but this woman has convinced the Knowing Destiny Hou, which shows how much loss the Knowing Destiny suffered in the hands of this woman." ”

On the side, Lime quietly looked at the sky and did not speak.

Only those who have truly seen the strength of Fan Lingyue can understand the horror of this woman, at the beginning, if it weren't for the end of this woman's life, Daxia might have died.

Now that Fan Lingyue has come back to life, he should be glad that this time, Fan Lingyue is no longer an enemy.

Rumble!

When the saints in the world sighed, in the void, the terrifying impact broke out again, and in the battle, Bai Wangji was once again shocked back, and the corners of his mouth were red.

On the opposite side, on the sword in Fan Lingyue's hand, blood was dripping and dazzling.

In an amazing battle, the saint who controlled the thunder gradually fell into the upper hand, and the defeat was fully revealed.

Outside the battle, the Lord of Ink and the Lord of Darkness glanced at each other, no longer choosing to wait and see, and the Holy Yuan was secretly lucky, ready to make a move.

In the fairy realm, all the saints in the world felt it, and murderous intent flashed on their faces.

In front of the saints, the female dignity stepped forward and instantly reached the sky above the fairy realm.

"Your opponent is me. ”

While speaking, the demonic energy around the female dignity was surging, the Nine Shadows Devouring Heaven Demon Sutra reappeared, the demonic energy of the world was all in one, and the stormy waves swept through the nine heavens.

The expressions of the demon lord and the lord of darkness condensed, and the amazing demonic aura reminded them of the supreme Hades.

"Woman, you don't have to make a move. ”

At this time, in the battle situation, Fan Lingyue opened his mouth, and the pure karma in his hand was too primordial, and the surging moon-white light spread out, and the power was earth-shattering.

"Sins of Heaven!"

The power that has never been seen before, roaring out, with Fan Lingyue as the center, the power of pure karma and cutting the path spreads sharply, swallowing the sky and destroying the earth.

Inside and outside the battle situation, one innate saint after another felt this powerful coercion, and their expressions changed.

The moon is full of sky, dazzling and dazzling, the center of the moon, where the moon rises in the sky, the green silk flies, like the primordial goddess in the mortal, the terrifying breath makes people shudder.

"Retreat, or die. ”

Indifferent and ruthless warning, the threat was not concealed at all, Fan Lingyue looked at the twelve innate saints in front of him, and his aura was raised to the limit.

In the middle of the battle, Bai Wangji snorted coldly, his figure swept by, and he shot again.

Rumble!

I saw the impact of thunder and moonlight, a waterfall of blood splashed, and the figure of Bai Wangfu was directly shocked out, and the blood stained the blue sky.

In the void, the eleven innate saints, including the Lord of Darkness and the Lord of Ink, saw this, looked at each other, and did not dare to stay any longer.

"Retreat!"

At the sound of an order, all the saints retreated, and in the dazzling golden light, all the saints disappeared one after another

Lose.

On the immortal realm, Fan Lingyue looked at the retreating saints, did not chase after them, and gradually converged his breath.

In the immortal realm, the saints in the human world breathed a sigh of relief and finally retreated.

"Go back separately and continue to bless the fairy realm. Fan Lingyue descended from the sky and said calmly.

The saints of the world nodded and left.

The saints left, and at the corner of Fan Lingyue's mouth, a touch of blood fell silently, so dazzling.

In the face of the most powerful innate saint, as strong as Fan Lingyue, he was also injured a lot.

"Why bother?" said Lime stepped forward and said softly.

"Liwei. ”

Fan Lingyue said calmly, "It still takes time for the growth of the Immortal Realm to grow, and it can't withstand the endless incursions of these innate saints. ”

"Thank you. Lime sighed softly.

"It's fine, just rest for a few days. ”

Fan Lingyue looked at the world and said, "I can feel that his strength is also constantly improving, maybe it won't be long before he can summon the Third Great Dao Bridge." ”

Ten miles of maple forest, Ning Chen raised his head and looked at the sky, as if he felt the gaze from the fairy realm, and a smile appeared on his face.

Fortunately, with her, he can leave from the fairy realm with confidence.

"Daddy, hurry up. ”

Ahead, the ghost turned around and urged, "It's time to sweep the mother's grave." ”

"Okay, here we go. ”

Ning Chen came back to his senses and stepped forward.

In front of the big tomb, two figures, one large and one small, carefully cleaned the dust for the mausoleum of the eldest grandson, which has never stopped for a hundred years.

The microcosm of time, in the blink of an eye, thousands of years have passed, and the millennium in the world is so long, a thousand years of time, enough to change everything.

The immortal Great Xia, after a thousand years, began to go downhill, and generation after generation of Wuhou fought bloody battles, but it still could not change the rapid decline of this immortal dynasty.

Powerful nations from the north and the west joined forces, and the iron cavalry stepped into the territory of Great Xia, and the Great Xia was devastated all over the place.

The flames of war burned every inch of Great Xia's territory, and the immortal Great Xia finally went into decline.

In the Ten Mile Maple Forest, Ning Chen and the ghosts never walked out of the Maple Forest, and they did not interfere in the affairs of the world.

There is no absolute immortality in the world, and it is already a miracle that Great Xia can continue to this day.

Finally, the iron cavalry from the north forced to the imperial city of Great Xia.

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