Two giant hammers reached the top of Ling's head like falling meteorites, and the brutal Xuan Force made Ling tremble with the earthquake around him.

"Brother, get out of the way!" Fei Shi shouted, and a purple circular magic circle suddenly appeared on the ground where his legs were standing. She was already anxious and ready to go to rescue Ling who was in danger, but she was just about to kick her leg when Yan Qianxue grabbed Hao's wrist.

Fei Shi turned his eyes to look at Yan Qianxue, and said angrily: "You let me go, I'm going to save my brother!"

"He's going to be fine, it's only going to be more troublesome if you go, and he doesn't need us to take action, do you want him to be disappointed?" Yan Qianxue's voice was soft and beautiful, as light and swift as a dragonfly in water, but it was impeccable.

"I ............" Fei Shi was asked, not knowing how to answer, after all, everything is as Yan Qianxue, and her brother will definitely blame herself when she goes up at this moment, but ............

"Bang!"

A deafening roar erupted from the field, like a thunderbolt, terrifying.

Fei Shi was shocked in his heart, and quickly turned his eyes to look at the field.

The mud and dust were rolling on the field, the rubble was splashing, the green Xuan Li was surging and flying, and half of the two huge green light hammers were sunk into the cracked mud, and Ling's figure had disappeared from the field.

Fei Shi's eyes widened, his pupils constricted, his eyes sparkled with water, and his heart hurt like a knife. Her whole body seemed to be drained, and her legs went limp, and the endless grief was exactly the same as when she saw her father taken away, and even heavier.

Yaoya also covered her mouth in fright, her whole body was trembling faintly, but Yan Qianxue and Ye Xi were calm and calm, and their faces did not change.

The people watching the battle all shook their heads and sighed when they saw this, but it was reasonable, after all, the gap between the cultivation of the two parties was too large, and the final outcome was not suspenseful at all, and the tragic scene in front of them had already made them forget about Ling Fangcai's great increase in strength.

A cold and arrogant smile appeared on Man's rude face, and he said coldly: "It's your honor to die on my mystical skills!"

A moment later, just as the onlookers were about to run out of interest, a golden ray of light pierced through the sky and shot straight down from the sky, like a missile falling straight into the air.

Wang Yang's arrogant aura pressed down from the air, like a mountain, making it difficult for people to breathe. The golden rays that fell straight down spread out, and instantly transformed into six identical dazzling golden rays.

Ling Fang continued to teleport in the state of the half-realm true body, and finally turned into a latent shadow with lightning speed and rushed straight in.

Feeling this all-encompassing aura of Xuanli, his heart shook wildly in an instant, and he looked up at the sky in disbelief.

The six golden rays were stagnant in the air, and the six figures of Ling Jinhui were floating in the air around them, as sacred and inviolable as a god descending.

"Out of thin air...... And stand! You...... What kind of cultivation are you!" I was so shocked that I couldn't even speak smoothly.

The onlookers were also dumbfounded when they saw this, and they didn't say a word at all.

Fei Shi and Yao Ya breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Ling was safe and sound.

"The Third Form of the Door Divine Sword - Holy Light Punishment!" Ling's face was cold, and his voice was as cold as frost.

The six phantoms each stood upright in front of them with a five-meter-long golden sword in their hands, only to see an eight-winged envoy suddenly emerge in the center of the six phantoms, and the entire sky suddenly burst into golden rays, like a blazing sun descending on the earth.

The middle-aged man in religious uniform outside the church knelt directly on the spot after seeing the eight-winged envoy wearing golden armor and shining with golden light, kowtowed and worshipped, and muttered to himself: "The god has finally come to the world, Lord! Please forgive us, we are all your descendants!"

Some of the rest of the people either fled in a panic or prepared to see the excitement, and the guards who were wandering outside the street city hurriedly gathered their ranks and rushed to the position of the eight-winged envoy at full speed.

Powerful bounties and adventurers from all sides, as well as immortal cultivators, also stepped on one after another, after all, this eight-winged envoy was extraordinary, and his entire body towered straight in, as if he was going to be connected with him, and he could simply be called a well-deserved and unprecedented giant!

Most immortal cultivators naturally don't believe in gods, demons, and monsters, and they all agree that this is the true body of a certain Enlightened Immortal Rao Xuanshen.

The entire venue was surrounded by a flow of people a hundred meters away, and immortal cultivators who came to watch from all directions occupied all the undulating rooftops. At a glance, the crowd of people 100 meters away is black, like mountains and seas, and the entire urban area is also shrouded in a golden gloss

The slender figure stood at the top of a tall tower, his eyes deep at the eight-winged envoy who seemed to be about to plunge into the sky.

A green light suddenly flashed beside him, and Sen's figure immediately appeared with the light.

"Is this the true body of the child of life you are?" Mori's long clothes fluttered, and his voice was long.

Su's long cyan hair fluttered up, and he raised his slender hand, the blue light flashed between his fingers, and a card was caught between his fingers in an instant.

He glanced at the cards, drew a perfect moon arc at the corner of his mouth, and his voice was rhyming: "It seems that we have something to do in the future." ”

Sen Wenyan put his hands behind his head and said with a lazy look: "That's the case, I originally wanted to play for a few more years." ”

On the roof of the hotel, Ling looked at the distant figure of a faint envoy, his faint green eyes suddenly emitted a bright luster, and the corners of his mouth also drew a strange arc.

Above the field......

Ling noticed that there were suddenly a few more immortal cultivators who had cultivated to the gods outside the field, it seemed that this matter had already made a big fuss, but fortunately, his whole body was covered with golden light at the moment, and it looked like a shining golden shadow from afar, so although those people outside the field could see his figure, they couldn't see his face clearly, since the matter had reached this point, he couldn't continue to delay.

Thinking about it, his heart moved violently, and the eight-winged sword mark on his forehead began to flicker, and the golden light long sword in the hand of the six phantoms suddenly extended straight up.

The eight-winged envoy raised his right arm of the golden armor, and a giant sword nearly 100 meters long suddenly flashed with the light, and the power of the ground was violently pressed down, and the earth began to jolt up and down.

He quickly urged all the Xuan power in his body, and the Xuan God with the giant hammer in his hand crossed the giant hammer above his head, and a green Xuan Li barrier appeared in an instant.

The power of breaking through the sky was like an empty giant city, and his legs trembled, and he was finally directly pressed to his knees.

The Eight Wings held both hands on the hilt of the sword, the tip of the sword pointed downward, and then stabbed down the incomparably huge golden light giant sword from top to bottom, and an unusually huge golden light magic circle suddenly appeared in the air, and the dazzling golden light suddenly diffused out.

All the onlookers were so stabbed by the flying golden rays that they raised their hands to cover their eyes, and the golden rays that covered the ground instantly swallowed up all the cities thousands of meters away.

After a few breaths, the golden mangs gradually faded, and the people in Chengdu began to open their eyes one after another.

The onlookers outside the venue also opened their eyes one after another, and the vision in front of them became clear after a moment of haze.

The venue was empty at the moment. The barbarian figure disappeared, and Ling He's mighty Xiaohan's eight-winged envoy also evaporated out of thin air, leaving behind only the scattered golden light and the ruined mess.

ps: I present a chapter today, I hope you can enjoy reading it...