The sudden attack of the Terran Great Sage made the Terran monks present excited, and cheered that this was the real Great Sage, fearless.

Perhaps, he is more like a madman, a war maniac.

rushed alone to deal with the four ancient kings.

"Look for death!"

The Nightmare King's eyes are the most intolerant sand, and once he tears his face, he will be a very terrifying existence.

"Wow!"

This is an active volcano, bursting with flames more than ten feet high, the earth is illuminated by the daylight, countless frightened faces also flash in the flames, he stretched out a big hand to probe, the void is burned to powder, where it passes, no living thing can survive,

Tiangang descends the magic pestle, also true and illusory picture album, Qingfeng Buddha Zen, six gossip diagrams...... Ancient saint soldiers flew out one by one, which were the sacred objects of the town sect sacrificed by the holy lords of the major human races, and they were all protected by the left and right, for fear that the clansmen would be slaughtered.

Everyone was shocked, and simply stretched out a big hand, and all the beings who were frightened were silent, as if this was a big hand that had been covering the sky, calling for wind and rain to turn things around, and when they raised their hands, it was a picture of the heavens and the earth being turned upside down.

The Golden Peng Great Sage snorted coldly, directly shattering all the Heavenly Trees in the Fangyuan Tree, breaking them one by one, and finally turning into powder and scattering.

"It's you who is looking for death, right?" The Great Sage of Jinpeng was arrogant and untamed, all kinds of holy arts were at his fingertips, and in a snap of his fingers, the incomparable battle intent erupted, and a thin woman's long hair was pointed out from between his fingers, seemingly faint light, but the avenue and law contained in it were mysterious and mysterious, and it was bitter and difficult to understand what kind of power was contained in it!

Syllable!

When the filament of light and the big hand are intertwined, everyone needs to cover their eyes with their hands, otherwise they will be sparkled.

The vast and turbulent Dao and Reason erupted in it, erupting and blooming, the entire emperor trembled slightly, the mountains swayed for 100,000 years, and the rolling boulders did not break and rolled down.

"Good majestic power, deep and endless......" Wu Heng's heart turned over the river and the sea, watching a holy war so closely, his heart was faintly excited.

"This blow, it seems that the Golden Wings Great Sage still has a slight advantage!" Ouyang Xi said.

"No, the Golden Wings Great Sage has lost, it seems that the Nightmare King greets the light silk with his physical body, but in fact, his physical body is not substantial at all, but the Golden Wings Great Sage needs to pay a substantial essence consumption. Ouyang Lan observed very carefully and commented.

In the battle between the great saints, it is difficult to crush the situation, what you fight is to control the situation finely, if you use one more holy art, and he uses one less holy art, then the weak essence retention may be the result of the final battle.

In the blink of an eye, the light filament in the hand of the Jinpeng Great Sage has shot out ten thousand ways, duh, duh, duh, dense like a rain of arrows.

The Nightmare King used only one hand, waving invisibly in the void, ingesting ten thousand rays of light into his palm without revealing the slightest.

"Light turns into shadow, shadow turns into form...... Jinpeng Great Sage's eyes showed a look of horror, and he retreated six hundred zhang in a row, trembling all over.

"Your eyes are good, your light is my shadow, and my shadow is your form...... You lose. The Nightmare King snorted coldly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was as vicious as a snake and scorpion.

After the Nightmare King finished speaking, the Golden Wings Great Sage only felt that the ten thousand rays of light fed back and hit him one by one.

"Poof"

He retreated a thousand meters away, kneeling on one knee on the Golden Wings Bird, and a mouthful of scarlet blood came out of his mouth.

Taoism is ever-changing, it is always changing, and if you are not careful, you will fall into the other party's big trap.

The King of Nightmares is really insidious, and his strength is also terrifying, he ingests his ten thousand rays of light into his hand, and uses light to turn into shadows, eliminating the impact of them, and playing from his hands with the essence of shadowing, a magic trick can be described as mysterious and mysterious, simple and clear, and others just can't understand the three points of truth.

"The old man of Jinpeng was too impatient, and he didn't even observe that while others were dealing with his own moves, he was still pondering the trajectory of the shadow transformation. The sloppy old man who gnawed on the chicken leg said coolly.

On the Terran monks' side, all of them lost the morale that had just been shaken and withered.

The general falls, and the soldiers naturally fall like a mountain.

"This old man of the human race is very evil, he fell into the Nightmare King's mastery Dao art light and shadow transformation, and he didn't hurt the Yuan Shen greatly?!" At the same time, the bat monk among the four ancient kings was very surprised, this person was very arrogant, but the way he walked was arrogant, and it was a fact that could not be changed, but the ability was really not small, if he let himself fight him, it would definitely be five or five.

"Who else?"

The Nightmare King's cold eyes scanned the surroundings, and everywhere he passed, the Terrans retreated.

Only the sloppy old man who was nibbling on the chicken leg and drinking, and the two people who were crawling with a unicorn holy beast at their feet did not shy away from it, and greeted the light in their eyes.

"You're going to fight me?" he asked, the scruffy old man.

The old man shook his hand and said, "I won't fight you, I can't beat you." ”

Such a free and open-minded is really admirable, no one will cancel a great sage of the human race because of this, and all of them have the ability to defy the sky.

"Hmph, then who's going to fight me?"

"This Dao Qilin Dao person can learn from you. Suddenly, the old Taoist man with a unicorn crawling under his feet stood up, holding a handful of turquoise Buddha dust as deep as the blue sky. However, he remained motionless and stood there quietly.

"Why did the old sage say that he wanted to fight with that nightmare king, but he stood still, why is that?" Xuanyuan Yue blinked her bright eyes and looked at the second grandfather Xuanyuan Huodao.

Xuanyuan Huo stroked his snow-white beard, and he saw the battle situation very smoothly, and he said: "The Jinpeng Great Sage was defeated in the hands of the Nightmare King, not because the Dao technique is weak, but because the realm is weak, he strikes first, how can he force the Nightmare Breaking Transformation to fight?"

"Transfiguration?" Xuanyuan Yue was stunned when she heard this.

"The reason why the Nightmare King is powerful is that he is a soul body, but in the face of a real holy war, it is difficult for him to win in the soul body state, unless the other party can't hold his breath and forcibly attacks, he will have a chance to fight back with his shadow form!" Xuanyuan Huo explained.

Sure enough, neither of them moved, and they confronted each other like that.

Whoever moves first loses first.

"Isn't this kind of competition too boring?" Xuanyuan Yue muttered dissatisfied.

As everyone knows, many saints are all focused on it, and the saints don't seem to move, fighting invisibly with each other, comparing the realm, which is a kind of morality born invisibly.

The duration of the lunar eclipse will not be too long, and it will be difficult to control the outcome in a short period of time.

The Terrans are not in a hurry, but the Gu Clan is very anxious, so even if the two don't compete, the Nightmare King will lose.

"If this continues, who will preside over the altar?" The other three ancient kings of the ancient clan also saw the drawbacks, and sent a message to the Nightmare King, asking him what to do.

The whole process of worshipping the heavens and borrowing lives was handled by the King of Nightmares, and without him, the ancient clan really had no problem.

"Let's go together, kill all the Terrans!" Finally, the Nightmare King couldn't hold his breath, and he really couldn't afford to drag it out.

As soon as these words came out, the scene was chaotic.

Saints are also human beings, and there are times when they are anxious, completely ignoring the lives of their clansmen, and they want to start an all-out battle.

"Oops, the Gu Clan is going to be strong. "Halfway up the mountain, the three of Wuheng are anxious, at this time, do they want to participate in the battle?

"Boom!"

A golden giant axe was born, held in the hand of a young man bathed in golden light, it was the Pangu axe, which ranked fourth among the top ten divine soldiers of ancient times.

That is the heir left by the Golden Ape King, the ancient relict of the Son of Heaven, since the Battle of Xuanyuan Island was defeated by Wuheng, there has been no news, and now as soon as it comes out, the whole person has been reborn, and there is a strong and domineering spirit.

The female monks of the Sun Moon Palace retreated, leaving a woman dressed in white like snow, only two years old, her slender jade hand holding a gold and bronze pagoda, the pagoda as a whole did not overflow with brilliance, it looked simple and unpretentious, one of the melodious fairy sounds came out from the tower, very auspicious, quiet, and far away.

"Allure snow?" Ouyang Xi saw this scene, and his eyes showed a look of amazement.

"You should call her the Sun Moon Palace Master. Wu Heng said so, at such a time, he couldn't help but bury him, reminding him of the identity gap between the two.

I saw that the Allure Snow Hand dragged the Haotian Tower to soar up to 3,000 zhang, rose to a high altitude, and used the tower body to carry out the aura of heaven and earth to wake it up.

Soon, the immortal sound of the ancient vicissitudes became clear, and it was no longer as faint and inaudible as before.

"Brush"

The snow in the city is as fast as a fleeting light, and even if it flashes, it leaves a beautiful light and shadow in the void.

At the moment when the ancient relics of the Son of Heaven chopped down with the Pangu axe, the Haotian Pagoda went up, and the two sides collided with thousands of rays of light, relieving a lot of pressure on the human race.

"It's a human fairy again, but it's a pity that I've broken off the mortal roots. "The ancient relics of the Son of Heaven looked indifferent, reborn, without the drunken paper fans of the past, only killing and arrogance.

"You have broken the root of mortal dust, what do you have to do with me?" Allure City Xue is also elegant and calm, with a glorious flow, and the Haotian Tower in his hand continues to rush out of the Great Dao Immortal Sound, like the Star Rain Emperor is far away from 16,000 years of eternal years, and he is letting out a long sigh, and his aura is incomparably domineering, and he has broken the sixty-three killing moves of the Pangu Axe one after another.

On the other side, the hands of the flower demon fairy are like roses blooming, spilling out patches of red fairy light, which are fragments like some fallen leaves, like a dreamlike rain.

And when those fallen leaf fragments were shattered by a whip, the sloppy old man and the flower demon fairy flew up to the clouds and sky with their heads, one person spilled thousands of red leaves with a gesture, and one person danced the whip to smash thousands of red leaves, and the two sides fought.

On the side of the human race, the old monsters that were driven out of the major retreats have made a move, all of them have shocking strength, and some of them are even one step away from becoming gods.

On the day of this lunar eclipse, the strange people and strangers all took action, and the sky was dark in the ruthless immortal emperor cemetery.

On the bluestone altar covered with ancient vines, the Nightmare King was alone there, and when he raised his hand, the huge chests around him were slowly opened as if pushed by a mysterious force.

The ritual of worshipping the heavens and borrowing the fate began......

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