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At every turn, evil gods and humans fall.

Although the emperor-level evil god was powerful, it was not invincible, and there were also casualties under the suppression of the absolute number.

In the distance, Mu Cangman's strength exploded, golden chains were entangled, and his five fingers were like mountain peaks to kill an emperor-level evil god.

Immediately after, Liu Ba swung a fiery red battle axe and split an emperor-level evil god with a roar.

Soon, Wu Xingxue and other powerhouses of the Six Halls also killed an emperor-level evil god, which was the evil god Moke.

What is exciting is that the Great Cang Dynasty and the Demon Heaven Temple also followed suit and killed an emperor-level evil god one after another.

However, those evil gods didn't care about casualties, as long as the central formation could be activated, no matter how many evil gods died, it was worth it.

No one noticed that not long after the two evil saint corpses opened their eyes, there was another light in the hollow eyes pacing.

At this time, Lu Feng had already fought with the evil god Mo Lun to the most intense moment, and the two collided countless times.

The evil god Mo Lun also had a strange feeling in his heart, according to common sense, the fierce collision of true elements should be consumed in large quantities now, but this person in front of him is like a peak without the slightest weakness.

Lu Feng also felt that the evil god Mo Lun was extremely difficult, this kind of teleportation was very annoying, even if he used the Xuanshen Rune, he couldn't block him before he teleported.

"Da Luo seals the heavenly palm, and the second palm moves the world. ”

Lu Feng roared in a low voice, his palms slapped forward, and two palm prints that seemed to come from ancient times shook the heavens and the earth, and the waves rose one after another.

"With this kind of martial art, you also want to deal with me?"

The evil god Mo Lun sneered, his body teleported, avoiding the fluctuations of his two palms, and then circled behind Lu Feng, and the five fingers hooked into sharp claws slapped towards the back of his head.

"It's now!"

Lu Feng turned his head suddenly, and the spiritual power as high as the fifty-seventh rank swept out of the spiritual storm.

Each storm is like a blade, condensed.

Even the evil god Molun was affected, and his movements slowed down.

"Qinglong True Fist!"

"Dragon Elephant Formula!"

Lu Feng was so experienced in the battle that he didn't give him a chance to react at all, and the true yuan was quickly consumed, first the Qinglong True Fist bombarded the body of the evil god Mo Lun, and then the dragon elephant technique exploded, and the crushing power hit the past.

However, just when the Dragon Elephant Trick was cast, the evil god Mo Lun also reacted, slapped his hands, and quickly teleported after dissolving part of the power.

In mid-air, he clutched his chest, blood oozing out, and said fearfully: "No wonder you can kill the emperor-level evil god alone, you have a lot of means." ”

As soon as the voice fell, the evil god Molon continued to be instantaneous, leaving behind afterimages.

Lu Feng's eyes were sharp, and with a wave of his hand, the fantastic crystal flame burst into flames.

His heart gradually became ethereal, and although these remnants were difficult to discern, as long as the power exploded, they could still be perceived.

"Die!"

In the high-speed teleportation, the evil god Molun swept straight out, and the light between his five fingers was like five spears grabbing the tyrannical space, with a strong killing intent.

"Get out of here!"

With Lu Feng's shouting, Zhenyuan seemed to turn into an ancient bell, enveloping his body and blocking the power of that palm.

"Emperor Annihilation Palm!"

The power was condensed in the palm of his hand, although there was no vast fluctuation, but Lu Feng could feel the terror in this palm, and then the true yuan continued to bless the ancient bell shield.

In the midst of this constant confrontation, the aftermath spreads and the space dissolves into a bubble.

Bang!

The moment it was taken, a crack first opened, and then it split directly.

And at the moment when the power fell again, the coldness in Lu Feng's eyes condensed, and he whispered in his heart: "The fifth finger of Xingluo... Broken Empty Finger!"

The two fingers curled together, and a huge finger light poured out, and at this moment, as the space continued to collapse, it actually crashed into the palm of the evil god Moron.

The evil god Mo Lun retreated lightly, his eyebrows became more and more solemn, and his heart palpitated even more at Lu Feng's eccentricity.

Lu Feng frowned, this kind of evil god was too weird and difficult, and he didn't have time to waste more with him.

His gaze inadvertently looked at the five corpses of the Evil Saint, and his heart trembled violently, only to see that one of the fourth had one eye had been opened, and the other eye had been slightly opened.

"It seems that the only way to take a risk is to take a little risk. ”

Lu Feng groaned slightly, with his attainments as a five-grade grandmaster, he naturally understood that if all five bodies opened their eyes, it would be the time to break through the void, and everyone would be unlucky at that time.

The evil god Molon is not in a hurry, and the longer the time drags on, the better it will be for him.

"The Art of the Genshin!"

Lu Feng's heart was low, and the light of the Yuan Shen became more and more brilliant, and a ray of light flew out from the center of his eyebrows.

That ray of light immediately turned into a phantory shadow the size of ten zhang, and the outline of his face was exactly the same as Lu Feng's.

Eight rays of light turned into ribbons and swirled, and an indescribable fluctuation spread.

This is the power of the primordial gods, and each person can have different powers according to their own condensation of different primordial gods, for example, the primordial spirit of Wuxing Spirit is a long sword phantom.

However, although the outbreak of the power of the Yuan Shen is strong, it is extremely dangerous, and ordinary people will not use it until they are in a desperate situation, after all, once they hurt the Yuan Shen, it is much more serious than the physical body.

"Stupid, using the so-called primordial power of your human race here is just looking for death. ”

The evil god Moron laughed sarcastically.

Without his hands, soon the evil qi will be contaminated into the primordial spirit.

"Really? That would disappoint you. ”

Lu Feng's face was expressionless, and he took out the Dragon Yin Sword, and suddenly the primordial spirit followed him, and a powerful sword light fluctuated.

"Let me teach you how to use your so-called powerful means. ”

The evil god Mo Lun narrowed his eyes slightly, and the power of the evil qi exploded to the extreme, and suddenly flashed out, condensed a spear, and stabbed at Lu Feng's head.

"Kill!"

The killing intent was strong, and the primordial spirit turned into a beam of light attached to the golden sword body, and Lu Feng could feel the mood of the sword spirit in the L Dragon Yin Sword, which was the will to fight side by side with him.

Regardless of consumption, Zhenyuan urged the formation in the sword body, and the sharp sword light roared with a high dragon roar.

At this time, it can be seen that there are eight light patterns entwined on the body of the sword, reflecting the phantom of Lu Feng's primordial god.

The moment a sword pierced away, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the space seemed to be halved by everything.

The moment the sword fell, the attack of the evil god Mo Lun shattered in an instant, and the escaping sword light cut through his face.

"This can't be, how can your sword be so powerful. ”

The evil god Molon roared in horror.

"Because ......"

Lu Feng said lightly in a voice that he could only hear, and then the sword body was sent into the body of the evil god Mo Lun.

The power of destruction was destroyed in his body, and a golden flame burned in his body, and the evil god Mo Lun roared: "I am not reconciled, I am about to succeed, but I will die here." ”

His hideous roar attracted the attention of many people, and his eyes trembled fiercely.

Another emperor-level evil god died at his hands.

"Haha, even if I die, you won't be able to live, our plan has succeeded, and the Tower of the Evil God is about to break through!"