Text Chapter 1522: Driving the Tiger and Devouring the Wolf (3)
The void in all directions is frantically oppressed, changing rapidly, Geng Jiu seems to have seen the reincarnation of eternity, the bright moon of the spring river, and the tide of the blue sea.
Time seems to stop at this moment. Her expression was already confused, and the Venerable Saint and Palm Envoy above her head seemed to be shouting something, but it didn't matter, her heart became calm, and she even smiled in this life-and-death battle, reaching out to touch the surrounding skylight.
"Let's go!!" she bit her lip two kilometers above her head, and turned her head fiercely. There is no hope...... How could there be any hope of fighting a monster of this level? Geng Jiu only delayed a little time at most, all they could do was to cherish this opportunity and desperately rush to the top of the catalog.
No one objected, the pressure brought by this monster was too great, and nine streamers shot straight into the sky. At the same time, a green glow suddenly bloomed below them.
Rumble!!
The green light was like a storm crashing on the shore, and the illusions in all directions were actually shattered layer by layer. In the brilliance, Geng Jiu was like a Lingbo fairy, his clothes were flying, and an aura that was also too void erupted violently from his body.
The palm treasure makes it too virtual!
The moon wheel in the void was slightly stunned, it didn't expect that the other party would be able to do this. It is also in the realm of the void, and it does not want to entangle with this creature.
Smell from above...... It's so rich that it makes my heart beat......
"Squeak!!" A scream, the rain of the Yellow Spring in all directions shook in unison, as if time stopped, and the huge demon body of the Nanhua butterfly mother rushed towards the top of her head, but at the same time, Geng Jiu shouted, and countless tree roots grew on the immortal sword, dancing like a wild dragon out to sea, and in an instant, it actually formed a huge vine hollow ball in a radius of thousands of miles.
Brush Lala...... Luoxia and white clouds flew together, the autumn water was the same color of heaven and earth, and the immortal sword shone in the light, falling into the hands of a white jade. The clothes danced lightly, the black hair flew, and thousands of golden runes emerged under the skin.
"Want to go?" The tip of the sword went straight to Hua Die's mother's head, but the hands holding the immortal sword trembled slightly, blooming with green tendons.
During the Zun Sheng, I only felt that the other party was terrible, and there were no words to describe it, it was the word terrible. But when it came to Taixu, that clear pressure came back like a mountain of oceans, and I knew what a terrible existence the other party was.
It was the majesty and majesty of the ocean. Even if she temporarily reached the void, it would be difficult to match it.
The mountains look up.
"Then pass the envoy level first!!" With all her strength, she dispelled the fear in her heart with a loud shout, her body was in the sky, rising from the clouds, a flower bloomed in the trees, a hundred flowers bloomed, and thousands of flowers bloomed and swayed the world, she held a long sword in her hand: "Field...... Vientiane Flowers!"
"Chirp!" a clear cry, the center of the ball suddenly blew a vast typhoon, Qingluan phantom rose in the wind, the wind and smoke are clear, the rivers and mountains are colorful, the wind is like a blade, and the falling flowers are like a knife. The infinite shadow passed by the wind, and three thousand lights burst into light, becoming the terrifying sun in the dark night, and the only sun.
The green sun shines brightly, standing on the top of the light. With this blow, she had already slashed out of fear to her highest level.
Wood is the wind of death, and flowers are the sword of extinction.
At this moment, the bright moon turned.
It's so calm, indifferent, without a trace of fireworks, just like watching a performance, watching this gorgeous storm of fallen leaves and flying flowers. As the storm approached it, time seemed to stand still for a second, and a hoarse voice came out of the void: "Brocade...... ...... Shadow ......"
At the moment when the four words fell, all the branches and vines of the Eight Desolations and Liuhe collapsed at the same time, inserting into Geng Jiu's body like a sharp sword. Geng Jiu's eyes showed an incredible look, and in the blink of an eye, the Yuan Shen collapsed!
Rumble!!
The huge flower on the other side bloomed in an instant, and the Qingyang rising into the sky just now was like a joke, without the slightest warning, and the connection between life and death was so natural. The layers of petals stretch one by one, like the green clouds of the sea, like the feathers of the sky. Layer after layer reveals the fragrance of the fall, which is beautiful.
"Damn!!" The Wuxuan and others above had red eyes and an overcharged scalp. They definitely didn't expect that after a palm treasure envoy was too void, he wouldn't even be able to take a single move, and he would be wiped out directly!
"It's too strong...... Wuxu's eyes were red, from Geng Jiu's shot to death, it seemed to be slow and fast, but in fact it was only five seconds, and they were only the last hundred meters away from the zenith catalog.
I couldn't hear anything.
Nothing can be seen.
With everything he could, he rushed forward with all his might, he felt that his legs did not belong to him, his aura roared in his veins as if it was boiling, and his face aged sharply, which was the appearance of Shou Yuan's excessive burning. However, only the ten-meter-large zenith was left in his eyes.
At the same time, there was a loud bang, as if the sky was in the throes of the sky, and the voidless bearded hair and robes flew straight upward, and his distorted face suddenly froze.
Above his head, in the midst of the rainstorm, a bright moon stared at him like a grim reaper.
The spiritual pressure was everywhere, and the killing intent was everywhere, and he suddenly felt like a rabbit standing in front of a prehistoric beast. The terrifying spiritual pressure in all directions almost suffocated him.
"Hah......" he clutched his chest, cowering as if he was about to kneel down. At this moment, all thoughts disappeared, and only fear, pure fear.
Fearful and fearful, worshipping out of fear.
Myself...... Are you going to die?
He fell to his knees in the void with a thud, but at this moment, a loud cry was like thunder and lightning, and it suddenly pierced his chaotic mind.
"Rush!!" "Daoyou is still waiting to do something!!" "One hundred thousand lives, the throne of five kings!", is it going to be delivered to you!?" "Don't let me down...... Kill!!"
With a thunderbolt in his ears, he trembled all over, and a little light bloomed in his eyes. Desperately trying his best, roaring meaninglessly, dancing as a puppet with his body, and rushing madly towards the last 100 meters.
"Ahhhhh!!hh
He didn't see it, at this moment, Meng Lianhu and the three Yin Venerables looked up to the sky and roared, rushing towards Mingyue without hesitation.
Sometimes, knowing that you don't want to do it. The blood in his heart is against the head.
Do something, don't do something. This is not Xu Yangyi's patent. In the life of a monk, there are always many choices that he could not have imagined. Gorgeous as summer flowers, bright as autumn leaves.
"Void Treasure...... Zhen Ling Fan!Open!!" Meng Lianhu's eyes were red, and he shouted hoarsely to attract the attention of the butterfly mother, and layers of runes spread into the void, constructing them into runes in the colorful shock wave. More black talismans emerged from under his skin, and his spiritual power continued to climb. In the late stage of the sainthood, the Great Perfection is too empty...... The early stage of the void!
pinched the fan, didn't dare to look at it with a hideous face, and slammed it towards the Eight Desolations and Liuhe!
The gaze of the moon was fanned, and the only opportunity to escape was fanned.
Rumble!
The wind blows the mountains and rivers!
All this, Wu Xuan couldn't see or hear at all, extreme fear, incomparable pressure, so that there was only one goal in his mind. He seemed to hear the screams below, as if he felt the explosion of aura in this space. I don't know when, his hand has touched the canopy.
I'm touching that catalogue.
"Heh......" A feeling of returning to his soul came, he gritted his teeth fiercely, his five senses finally slowly regained their function, his heart was still beating wildly, and at this moment, he suddenly paused.
"Suck ......" A thunderous swallowing sound came from behind him, and he raised his right hand like an electric shock and stayed in place.
Other...... What about people?
I can't feel it, my divine consciousness crosses, and it's just his aura.
The air was covered with blood, and he couldn't believe it, what kind of monster was this?1.1 billion?1.2 billion?All the palm treasure envoys were too void to survive for three seconds?
Feelings called despair, filled the whole heart.
Perhaps the river of life and death had come to an end, time seemed to slow down, and he saw his hand again. He was in the prime of life, and his hands were full of muscles, but now they were full of wrinkles, black and dazzling age spots everywhere, and he was skinny.
Brush...... The breeze ruffled his pale hair, and he stared at him for a moment, then smiled.
With all his strength, he suddenly poured the remaining spiritual power into the catalogue above his head.
The catalogue shone slightly, as if brewing, and little by little it brightened. Sprinkle the slightest wisp of brilliance.
In the light of light, he saw ...... Behind him, a huge figure, like a butterfly, was spreading the wings of death in the spiritual light.
"Roar!!" a roar shook the void, with a delicious ecstasy to the mouth. At the same time, the monks below were completely stunned, and everyone looked up in unison, stunned...... There are exactly ten flowers in the air.
From low to high, the petals were slowly opened, and the breath belonging to the fall of the Saint was extremely clear.
There is no life left.
"He......" In the dead silence, a saint closed his eyes and stretched out his hands in pain to sink into his hair: "Dao Ancestor is on ......"
The lips of the last palm treasure envoy of the Three Sects Alliance trembled, opened slightly, took a few steps back, and looked at the huge monster flying in the air: "Two palm treasure envoys, eight saints...... All fell in this short 5,000 meters...... This...... Is it a world of great controversy, or is it an abyss of death?"
Several elders of Heavenly Sword Mountain Villa, staring at the sky with their eyes, were too shocking, one flower per second, ten flowers on the other side formed a road to the sky, blooming with the brilliance of death. These rays of light were cast on their faces, reflecting only boundless despair.
Brush...... Silently, the glory is desolate, the ten flowers on the other side open together, and the bright light passes through the rainstorm and passes through the Huangquan Waterfall, but it does not light the fire of hope.
The tide of beasts around them was like a blockage, and the grim reaper was descending on their heads, and the difficulty beyond imagination had already made their emotions almost out of control.
"Young Sect Master...... You want it, we did our best......" The elder closed his eyes, "What the hell are you doing......? Take us out of the first hurdle?"
Countless eyes were staring at the sky above their heads, praying desperately in their hearts, above the top of the clouds, was their last hope.
Just when the 100,000 army looked at the sky in despair, suddenly, everyone's pupils jumped, and a bright moon suddenly appeared in their field of vision.
Didn't speak.
The great fear made them know that it was useless to speak.
One by one, young or immature hands clenched the magic weapon in their hands, and the faces of men and women were stained with blood, but they gritted their teeth in the endless terror.
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