Ye Ang looked speechlessly in the other direction of the battlefield, where he saw another strange thing.

A strong man of the Sixfold Heaven of the Sub-Saint, a person who burns the lamp.

At this moment, there are still more than a hundred powerhouses of the Yasheng Sixfold Heaven in the camp here, and some of them exist, with terrifying strength and supreme combat power.

For example, his little apprentice Wudang Madonna, this one's strength is not weak at all, and Shiva, the heir of Rahu's destruction, although he did not have the advantage, he did not show defeat.

And another more outstanding existence is the Burning Lamp Daoist, this person is strong and profound, and he actually resisted the offensive of Brahma.

Yuan Huang Supreme couldn't help but look at this scene frequently, but she clearly remembered that a few times ago, this Burning Lamp Dao person was still a small Da Luo Jin Immortal, how could he be so powerful now.

Ye Ang's eyes wandered between Burning Lamp and Xuandu, saying that, contrary to Xuandu, Burning Lamp Daoist was actually a congenital unkind person.

Such an existence, if there is no accident, it is estimated that before the gods rule the world, they will be directly crushed to death by a group of bigwigs.

However, the people of the Burning Lamp Dao have lived to the present, and their cultivation has been promoted to the Sixth Heaven of the Sub-Sage.

"This guy is ruthless enough. Ye Ang's heart was full of emotion, "Directly refining the false into the true, and then overturning it and starting over, perfecting the good and evil, and then stepping into a new world." ”

But this guy is too ruthless, Ye Ang can see at a glance that the ruthless man who burns the lamp directly refines the fake into the true, personifies the good self, and then with great perseverance, directly cuts the evil self, and seals it with the ontological coffin, and then the latter is firewood, for the good self, open the way, and ignite the divine fire.

Coffin, light the lamp!

It's a werewolf!

Ye Ang shook his head secretly, the method of lighting the lamp is of reference significance to Xuandu, but if Xuandu really follows his method, it must be a hole in his head.

While thinking about it, he "difficultly" repelled a Demon Cultivator Yasheng of the Fifth Heaven of the Sub-Sage, and took a breath a little.

It's not that he doesn't want to sweep the battlefield directly, he's just a tentacle of consciousness projection, after the incarnation of the deity is one, it has returned to the body, and the body is still outside this realm, carefully maintaining the earth immortal realm.

You must know that Rahu directly intercepted the earth fairy world, and the deity has to slowly guide the earth fairy world on the right track.

Therefore, he went all out and overloaded the role of this divine body, and estimated that it was the first echelon of the Yasheng Sixth Heaven, which had no practical significance, and could not reverse the entire situation.

unless

He turned his gaze to Yaoqiong again.

Just when Ye Ang thought about arranging his apprentices so clearly, he suddenly felt a warning in his heart, and he didn't have time to think, so he directly used his magic power and moved out.

"Brush!"

Four pitch-black sword shadows pierced the void and struck the sky, and more than a dozen sub-saints couldn't dodge, and were immediately pierced by the sword shadows.

Immediately afterwards, these more than ten sub-saints quickly turned into ashes in the heavenly firmament.

They only had time to change the expressions on their faces before they quickly disappeared.

Ye Ang sighed slightly, don't look at Rahu is now confined to death, but the suppression and prohibition have not formed a closed loop, and in the end, there will always be loopholes periodically in operation, and he only needs to seize this loophole and cut out the four swords of Zhuxian, and if the sword comes out, there must be a divine fall.

He should be glad that the saints who suppressed him formed a formation, and many supreme beings joined together, otherwise he would not have been able to break out of the formation in this way.

The Holy Mother of Wudang watched the fall of more than ten sub-saints, and her face was ugly, but fortunately, Rahu only had the power of one blow every time.

But Rao is so, and it has already put a lot of pressure on them.

"Fellow Flame Lantern, you and I join forces!"

The lantern Taoist was white-robed and black-haired, with a gentle face, and the appearance of a middle-aged gentleman, at this time he was also extremely jealous of Rahu's methods, and was stunned when he heard this, and then received a summons from the Holy Mother of Wudang.

"Okay, just according to what Daoyou said. ”

The two of them, one of them is self-righteous and refined, and the other is a void white lotus, the two of them repelled the opponent, and the two of them were combined, and a white canopy was suddenly formed, and many Demon Cultivators suddenly felt that they had fallen into a pure white world, and then they felt extremely peaceful in their hearts, as if they couldn't lift the slightest murderous intent.

One by one, the breath calmed down, and then, as if in this white world, he felt that everything was meaningless, and he slowly cut off the operation of mana, closed his self-consciousness, and entered a strange state.

"Boom!"

The sky flowed by, mixed with hot meteorites, obscuring the entire view and smashing into this pure white world.

Shiva held a three-strand fork in his hand, and his body was burning with red and black fireworks, and the aura of destruction formed a black fog, as if he really looked like a god and demon!

"Wake up!" he had time to roar, hoping to wake up the sacred.

However, a sword light as clear as water blocked him, and when the Holy Mother came with a sword, Shiva had no choice but to raise the three-strand fork to confront.

"Brahma, Narayan, help me!"

In desperation, Shiva hurriedly shouted.

Brahmama and Naroyan had already seen it and were rushing over, but they were a little too late, and they saw a pale blue flame rising from the feet of the gods and demons who had fallen into a state of indulgerence.

The flame seemed to have a spirit, gradually turning milky white and swaying slightly.

By the time Brahrama and Narayam arrived, more than a dozen Moshoa saints had burned up in the flames.

"Damn!" Naroyan was extremely angry, but Brahmama was relatively calm, and he immediately locked on to the lantern burner who was putting away the coffin lamp not far away, "You are so ambushing the weak, it is not the Holy Spirit!"

The Burning Lamp Daoist glanced at the dozens of Yasheng who had just woken up and were in a weak state below, and couldn't help but secretly say that it was a pity in his heart, but he still understood the truth of accepting it when he saw it, but when he heard the words, he looked at Brahman with a smile and said: "You have this truth, please ask Daoist friends to talk to Rahu Demon Ancestor first." ”

Brahmama stopped talking.

The two sides only lost a dozen Yasheng at once, which did not affect the overall situation, nor did it change the situation that the two sides were almost evenly matched.

So the two sides didn't have a few words of communication, and continued to fight together.

However, every once in a while, the Rahu Demon Ancestor will cut out four swords to help weaken the Flood Desolation Sacred, such an act, once or twice, it doesn't hurt, too many times, it will inevitably tilt the forces of the two sides.

So, after the fifth shot of the Rahu Demon Ancestor, the desolate gods led by many star gods, Zifuzhou, West Kunlun, the Burning Lamp Daoren, the Holy Mother of Wudang, etc., broke out directly, and in order to weaken the influence of the Rahu Demon Ancestor, they directly replaced it with the most tragic decisive battle.

The battle between the sacred beings suddenly became bloody.

The number of divine beings on both sides was rapidly decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye. This led to Rahu's meddling, whose influence was reduced to a very low level.

Brahma's arm was cut off more than once by Wudang, and Naroyan's chest was burned by the innate divine fire of the Burning Lamp Dao person, and the traces left by the innate Dao injury did not improve for a long time.

Shiva killed madness, opened the eye of destruction, and killed I don't know how many Yasheng.

However, on the whole, the Flood Desolate Divine occupies a slight advantage, especially the Divine of several major forces, which cooperate with each other tacitly, and the retention rate is relatively high.

However, the same is true on the Demon Cultivator's side, the Eight Heavenly Demons, slightly more survived, and the rest died too much.

In the entire heavenly dome, the space was broken, floating around like broken lenses, and in some places, there were dark red spatial holes one after another, and there was a destructive divine fire burning slowly at the edge.

It's a battlefield!

The sky dome was shattered, and it was powerless to repair it with its own repair function.

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