The white tiger, who had been hidden in the crowd, looked at the gray gas slowly spit out by the Chaos Bell, hesitated and struggled several times, but he couldn't make up his mind. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Did he really risk his own life to help the three God Kings fight against Qianlan?

If he escaped to the Liling Valley of the fairy world now, there might still be a glimmer of life, but the thought of **** being trapped in it every night is no different from being in prison, and he is unwilling to be reconciled.

In the end, Baihu still decided to join forces with Qian Zhenyan and others, at least these people are not as terrifying as Qianlan, at least he still has the right to choose, right?

After making up his mind, the white tiger's body was in a vertical shape and quickly rushed towards the Sixty-six Heavens Divine Realm.

The speed of the Chaos Bell's rotation began to increase, and the chaotic aura released became more and more, seeing that the chaos condensed into a canopy of heaven and continued to press downward, Qian Zhenyan and Feng Junwu moved at the same time, and the Tianyin Divine Sword was born, the golden light of the sword body flickered, and countless golden runes poured out from the sword body, like sharp arrows hitting the vast chaos.

Qian Zhenyan kept chanting the incantation, it was the spell used to destroy the red blood that day, the Heavenly Brahma Sutra that could destroy all evil forces, it was the only way she could think of to fight against Chaos!

The golden runes quickly poured out from the sword body of the Tianyin Divine Sword, constantly hitting through the huge gray curtain condensed by chaos, and it obviously achieved results, like a gray lake, constantly being knocked out of small holes by the golden runes.

However, Chaos quickly replenished, filling the holes one by one, and still slowly pressing down towards the ground, making the entire God Realm look like it was about to fall apart, and all living beings would be pierced by Chaos, and blood would be splattered everywhere!

Feng Junwu played the nine-stringed piano again, the sound of the piano was like a blade, gushing endlessly, and slashed towards the chaotic canopy, cutting it out of a huge gap. It is like a piece of brocade cloth that is constantly cut and filled, but it still can't stop the trend of chaotic pressure drop.

The temperature dropped to freezing, and the wind seemed to stand still, making everyone shiver with cold.

A violent aura filled the entire Divine Realm, the earth could not withstand the roaring thunder, thick cracks kept appearing, countless plants fell into the cracks, and the entire Divine Realm was collapsing, except for the Nuwa Divine Temple, which was suspended in mid-air, even the chaos could not penetrate, and it automatically bypassed, making it seem that it was still sacred and inviolable!

Qian Zhenyan and Feng Junwu had stopped all their movements, struggling to think of ways to fight Chaos.

The furious aura was like a blade, constantly hitting every inch of their skin, and it felt like being overwhelmed, and the pain was unbearable.

Leng Feiyan, who was originally breathless, fell to the ground even more unbearable, and a low roar continued to come out of his throat, showing that he was on the verge of death.

Bi Fang, who had been by his side, was heartbroken, and although he was also under tremendous pressure, he still showed his original form, desperately using his huge golden wings to protect his master and relieve his pain.

Seeing that the chaotic aura of black pressure was already approaching the top of everyone's heads, but only three feet away, Qian Zhenyan clenched her fists hard, and with a buzzing sound, she sacrificed the green bell.

The blue light quickly spread out like a curtain, condensing a blue curtain of light above their heads, resisting the chaotic landing.

It felt like the chaotic sky was standing still for a short time, and everyone was overjoyed.

But soon, the chaotic canopy began to continue to fall, the blue light trembled like ripples, and countless fine cracks quickly spread, obviously still unable to withstand the powerful power of chaos, and couldn't help but make Qian Zhenyan change color again.

She stretched out her arms vigorously and continued to send immortal power into the green bell, making up for the cracks in the green screen inch by inch.

Seeing her like this, Feng Junwu didn't think much about it, and at the same time raised his arms flat, and continuously sent immortal blessings to the green screen.

The master is still like this, and Kunpeng is naturally not idle, although he is not willing, he still helps to bless the green screen.

The rift was repaired, and the green curtain once again bloomed with a grand green glow, once again stopping the pressure drop of the chaotic canopy.

In the Nuwa Temple, there was a sarcastic laugh from Qianlan, "I don't think I can do anything, it's just an immortal weapon, and I want to compete with the artifact of the deity?" You guys are really! ”

As soon as her words fell, the Chaos Bell began to spin faster, and the chaotic aura released was also thickening, and the more and more condensed supplement to the Chaos Sky Curtain was once again pressed into a blue light and cracks.

From the crack in the blue curtain, a huge tyrannical aura emerged, rushing towards the three of Qianzhenyan one after another, and the completely irresistible chaos rushed wildly in their bodies, burning their internal organs, making them roar in pain, and constantly open their mouths to spew bright red blood.

The tragic situation in the divine realm made the creatures of the Great Wilderness cry like rain, and they cried not only for the warriors who dared to fight against the witch Qianlan, but also for the tragic fate of their future destruction. Is it really just a silent waiting for death?

Almost everyone asks themselves this question, but they don't get an answer.

Seeing that the chaotic canopy pressed down again, the green curtain was full of dense, spiderweb-like cracks, and Qian Zhenyan and Feng Junwu were extremely desperate.

Suddenly, a powerful force poured into their bodies, driving out all the violent chaotic aura.

The three of them let out a long breath of turbidity and quickly swallowed the pill to heal their wounds, while turning their gaze to the white tiger who had just rushed into the divine realm.

The wind blew the white clothes of the white tiger, but it seemed that he was immortal and fluttering, which was really ironic compared to his fate of destroying divine beasts.

The White Tiger didn't bother to look at them, he roared, his arms raised flat, and the huge power that poured out of his body quickly made up for the rift in the blue curtain again, and also made the chaotic sky curtain unable to descend a single bit.

Qian Zhenyan and the others got a temporary respite and breathed a sigh of relief.

But they also know in their hearts that this is not a way, even if the power of everyone can stop the pressure drop of chaos, but their yuan power will always be exhausted, and at that time, Qingling will not be able to resist, sooner or later it will be broken through by chaos, and they will also be torn into countless pieces and fly in the heaven and earth that the divine realm has been torn apart!

Is the end still inevitable?

This is the only thought in the hearts of several people, and there is pessimistic despair in their eyes!

Suddenly, the white tiger roared and screamed into the ground, "Stupid human, what are you waiting for? Why don't you hurry up and pray for blessings and make wishes, and give the goddess Qianzhen Yan the power to send power, do you want to die? ”

A roar like a heavenly sound echoed in the entire wilderness sky, and countless creatures only felt severe pain in their eardrums, and after being stunned for a long time, they all knelt down, clasped their hands together, and made a sincere wish: "May God bless the goddess Qianzhenyan, give her the most powerful and sacred power, so that she can bless the common people and protect my people!" ”

At first, the chaotic sound source gradually spoke in unison under the leadership of whom, thousands of monks made wishes under the roar of the white tiger, and a steady stream of faith power blessed the body of Qian Zhenyan in the divine realm, and the original exhausted Qian Zhenyan was replenished again, like a clear spring, constantly being injected into the clear water, so that her spirit was shocked, and with a long cry, the green curtain was replenished again, and the rift healed quickly, tenaciously blocking the pressure drop of the chaotic canopy. (To be continued.) )