The appearance of the mirage was completely beyond Xu Yan's expectations.

A Dan Saint is already difficult enough, and now that he has to face the entire Phantom Moon Palace, even if Zhen Wuming, the reincarnation of the Sword Master, arrives, he may not have much certainty.

Moreover, the Dan Sheng's statement that the Lord of the Phantom Moon Palace sealed the heavens made Xu Yan feel even more strange.

The inheritance of the Phantom Moon Palace comes from Bai Yujing, and Bai Yujing's cultivation is a ruthless way, if even a ruthless person like Gu Xuan can seal the sky with righteousness, then I am afraid that there will be no wicked people in the world.

The strangeness of the Phantom Moon Palace did not allow Xu Yan to think too much, there were enough eighteen god-transforming powerhouses who had already fallen to the ground, and everyone stood with a sword in their hands, with a majestic atmosphere.

Don't look at the mirage illusion is not an entity, for some reason it can actually connect to the real mountain gate of the Phantom Moon Palace, and the god powerhouse from the Phantom Moon Palace surrounded Xu Yan in it.

The powerhouse of the Phantom Moon Palace appeared, and immediately pointed his sword at the enemy, without saying a word, urging the sword to attack.

Defending with the Douwang Sword and resisting with the Sword and Dragon, Xu Yan retreated while fighting, came to the edge of the nine-colored light curtain, and tried to see if he could leave this strange place shrouded in light, and then found that he couldn't rush out at all.

The nine-colored light aperture is like a special prohibition, sealed all around, and even the escape method is invalid, even if Xu Yan uses the eye of evil thoughts, he can't see what kind of power the nine-colored light curtain is formed by!

Puzzled by the strength of the nine-color prohibition, Xu Yan ignored the light curtain for the time being, and went all out to fight the enemy.

After all, the onslaught of eighteen masters of the same level, with Xu Yan's current cultivation, cannot be underestimated, his aura exceeds that of the god, but it definitely cannot reach the level of the tribulation.

The sword flew over, as agile as a swimming fish, the Douwang Sword protected Xu Yan's body like a shadow, and Long Li erupted with lightning and thunder, shaking away the flying sword of a strong enemy of the same level, and at the same time, there was also a chance to hurt the other party.

Facing eighteen peers at one time, Xu Yan showed amazing combat power.

Swept diagonally to the west, and at the same time as quickly approaching a god, the Douwang Sword attacked with a palm, and the other party blocked the long sword, but did not block Xu Yan's palm that sent out hundreds of thousands of catties of huge power.

Hearing a click, this Illusory Moon Palace Transformation God Elder was blown away by a palm, his muscles and veins were broken, blood spurted from his mouth, and he was killed on the spot!

Just after beating a god, Xu Yan directly used the ten square palms, and the surrounding spiritual power roared and burst out.

The surging palm wind knocked the remaining god-transforming powerhouses out one after another, and a lightning-like figure ghostly appeared beside a god-in-turn that flew upside down.

The sword flashed, the head fell to the ground, and in another flash, another person died in Huangquan.

As soon as they clashed, the three avatars were slashed by swords!

The dragon drank blood, and the sword roared like a long roar.

The high fighting spirit made Xu Yan like a fierce god in the world, such a terrifying combat power is enough to be proud of the peak of all the gods in the world, even if it is a strong person, he must be moved by it.

However, under the surging battle intent, it was Xu Yan who looked at him with surprise, because the surrounding Phantom Moon Palace Transformation God Elders were like walking corpses, and they were lifeless!

"Dead, or puppet?" Jumping into the distance, Xu Yan stared coldly at these weird avatars, and groaned.

"Not dead people, not puppets, they are called spirit servants, who are responsible for serving the gods of the Nine Heavens, and if you kill them, the gods will be wrathed. ”

The Dan Sheng on the top of the giant beast was still expelling the true fire origin in frustration, and scolded while dispersing the flames in embarrassment: "It's useless even if you beg me this time! Xu Yan, this is all your own doing, prepare to meet the wrath of the gods! Where did these true fire origins come from so difficult, the old man has been playing with fire for thousands of years, and he can still be burned by fire!"

Mo Huatuo couldn't shake off the difficult True Fire Origin for a while, but he wasn't worried about Xu Yan.

Since the Phantom Moon Palace has descended, then Xu Yan will definitely die.

"Spirit Servant, Heavenly God?" Xu Yan frowned slightly, and at this time, the remaining gods attacked one after another.

Without thinking too much, Xu Yan fell into a vicious battle again.

This time he didn't leave his hand, and the Wentian Sword was urged again, killing a god-transforming powerhouse with one sword, and at the same time, the Douwang Sword shot out, piercing the heart of another god-transforming god until it exploded the body.

These gods, known as the spirit servants, are very difficult, not only have the ability of the god monks, but also do not die easily, only the heavy damage of cutting off the head or bursting the heart can kill them, if it is an injury with missing arms and legs, these spirit servants can still continue to fight, and the combat power has not decreased much.

Under the shroud of the nine-colored light curtain, Xu Yan used all his strength, constantly killing the so-called spirit servants, sometimes shooting with great strength, sometimes killing the enemy with the way of the sword, and sometimes running peak spells, attracting thunder and thunder.

Not long after, eight incarnated gods were slashed under the sword, and Xu Yan's figure became faster and faster, and even blurred.

Not far away, the flying rakshasa incarnated by Xue Guqing lost the trap of the smoke and rain droplets, and had fallen to the ground anew, she did not change into a human form, but still watched the battle in the form of the flying rakshasa , the look in her eyes changed from time to time, sometimes worried, sometimes resentful, sometimes surprised, sometimes hesitant.

Chasing into the teleportation array with the ice and snow secret method was actually Xue Guqing's subconscious move.

Even she didn't know why she had broken into the teleportation array that trapped Xu Yan.

It wasn't until she arrived in the land of Beizhou that Xue Guqing really realized a trace of affection in her heart.

Rakshasa should have been ruthless, but she just gave birth to a wisp of love, so this wisp of affection is destined to be a bad fate.

"Just keep your promise, after this battle, we don't owe each other......"

whispered to herself, expressing Xue Guqing's helplessness.

She promised Xu Yan to use the Chaos Demon King for him once, but who knew that the Chaos Demon King of the Rakshasa clan had unimaginable drawbacks.

Sighing softly, a little lonely.

Was it because Xu Yan had been angry with her for that Terran girl, or was it because that Terran girl was able to abandon her body and use the Yuan Shen Imperial Sword to assist Xu Yan?

Chaotic mood, this time Xue Guqing did not deliberately suppress it, but quietly experienced this strange feeling of being a little sour and a little jealous.

In this bizarre battlefield, Xue Guqing is not the only one who is upset.

At the edge of the light curtain, behind the half-collapsed peak, two figures were secretly observing the surroundings.

One of the strong men wore a hat woven of branches on his head, lying on a big tree and smirking at the fight in the distance, laughing and whispering: "Eighteen fights one, that guy is interesting, he is so resistant to beating in a crusty body, he is more resistant to beating than Awudu!"

"What's so strange about the leather armor of the cornerstone, it's just a little stronger, there's nothing to see, let's find a way to get out of this place, how can I have a sense of foreboding. ”

The ugly ghost with the eyebrows and eyes of the thief crouched in front of the nine-colored light curtain, constantly drawing something on the ground with one finger.

As if deducing, he said to himself while drawing: "There is no god in this world at all, if there is, it is also fake, I haven't had good luck recently, I haven't found that feather after so many years, but I was affected by this kind of unfortunate thing, what nine heavens, what mending heavens, these guys in small places are really uninformed." ”

As he painted, the ugly ghost suddenly stopped, his eyes full of suspicion.

He looked up at the sky and said to himself in surprise: "Mending the heavens?"

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