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Even if the Mingshen Sect was guarded by everyone, it only defended and did not attack, and the power of Sword Nine was brought to the extreme, but it could only bring heavy damage to the God of War, but it was far from fatal. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After the battle, Mingshenzong and others had already found that the onslaught could no longer completely encircle the God of War, and whether to fight or go was all up to the God of War's intentions.

Just when everyone thought that their desire to kill the God of War was about to fail, unexpectedly, the God of War was beaten out of the real fire, but he desperately wanted to avenge this sea of blood.

It was another tsunami attack, and half of the martial arts arena was almost crushed by everyone.

Finally, the Purgatory Venerable of the Black and Purple Lake was the first to be unable to support it, and fell under the incomparably ethereal night palm of the God of War, and his bones were gone.

At this moment in the battle, the offense and defense have completely changed, and the god of war has the upper hand with one enemy and four enemies.

And as the battle continues, the god of war is convinced that the final victory must belong to him.

Not for anything else, but for the immeasurable sea of his own sake, which is really immeasurable and inexhaustible.

"Amitabha, the battle benefactor, at this moment, you and I are evenly divided, how about you stop here?"

The round fat head of the Buddha is covered with sweat, and the wide palm pushes out a circle of ripples, which seem to have spirituality, no matter how mysterious the night palm of the god of war is, it can always be blocked by the ripples.

The price paid is that the good Buddha regenerates fine sweat on his fat head that has not been wiped dry after taking a bath.

"Joke, kill Lao Tzu's three confidants, and then leave more than 20 marks on Lao Tzu's body, just stop it?

The god of war snorted coldly, his back trembled like a dragon, his left palm was like a horizontal Mount Tai, and with a fierce push, the dense qi wall was instantly connected to the qi wall that had just died. Firmly block attacks from all sides.

The right palm is as gentle as cotton, like a soft and boneless sponge, wandering in the air without wandering once. Then a wave of air was puffed up, and more than a dozen waves surged.

The defense line of Mingshenzong and the others began to collapse completely, and countless dark palm shadows fell overwhelmingly and died. Reunited, dying again, reunited.

The palm shadow completely shattered the ripples of the Buddha, forming a huge handprint in mid-air, and pressed it violently.

The exhausted Mingshen Sect closed his eyes and waited for death, and the soaking Buddha fell to the ground, and Mr. Su had already stopped on the ground, his eyes were bloody.

Song Tingshu, who was still breathing, suddenly swelled in size and shouted. "Immeasurable!"

The clothes all over his body were in tatters, Bai Lian's body was covered with thick green tendons, his palms were embraced, and a thick balloon suddenly grew on his chest, and as his palms rubbed, the balloon exploded violently.

The balloon exploded, and the huge dark palm shadow immediately shattered, and Song Tingshu, who was exhausted, was completely unable to operate this huge energy, and was stunned by the explosion of the energy, and flew out in the air. Positive direction in the direction of the god of war.

The god of war smiled coldly, grabbed Song Tingshu's body, shouted violently, and pulled his hands. Leng tore Song Tingshu's almost copper-skinned and iron-clad body in half.

Immediately, the big foot slammed on Song Tingshu's painful head that was almost crumpled into a rag, and with a click, the watermelon shattered, red and white. Shattered to the ground.

With a slap of his hand, a deep pit appeared on the hard rock, and Xu Yi, who was half-buried, jumped out of his body.

In the battle in the distance, when he saw Song Tingshu being captured, he couldn't help but want to make a move.

He didn't feel sorry for Song Tingshu in the hands of the God of War, but he felt sorry for the two million gold coins.

At the moment when the God of War tore apart Song Tingshu, Xu Yi finally flicked out, and the wings of the two million gold wind gods were urged at full speed, and his body was like a flowing wind.

In an instant, he crossed a hundred feet, and at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

With a loud bang, the entire Longshou Peak shook, and the Seven Evil Soul Monument, which had always emitted a demonic sound that triggered the melee of the Qi Sea powerhouse, suddenly broke away from the mountain that had been entrenched for hundreds of years, stabbed and soared into the air, like black fire burning the sky.

Xu Yi, who was in mid-air, quickly retreated, staring at the Seven Evil Soul Monument that was leaving the sky, and his heart was shocked to the extreme.

Marquis Anqing is right, the ban has really been broken.

At the same time, another continent separated by countless starry skies, the stars are splendid, and the blood moon surveys the sky.

On a dark and bottomless canyon, countless monsters are lining up on both sides of the canyon, desperately urging the demon yuan.

Even if the soul power of this level of the God of War Strategy is so far, it must be shocked.

On both sides of the dark canyon, the boundless ridgeline is crowded with all kinds of monsters.

The tiger-like toad, the giant elephant-like wolf, and the two-headed snake coiled into a hill, any one of them is exuding abundant demon elements, and this kind of movement is clearly at least the ability that only exists in the late stage of enlightenment.

And the sharp, rude, or strange human language all over the mountains is the most thrilling.

This is clearly the ability that only the big demon can have in the general language period.

Even if you collect all the five countries around Dayue and even the five surrounding countries of Dayue, I am afraid that you will not be able to find a big demon in the general language period.

On the top of the Cuifeng Mountain adjacent to the canyon, a white-clothed pretty maid crossed thousands of feet to the top of the mountain, approached with small steps, and knelt at the feet of a white-clothed beauty, "Qiyu Star Lord, the starry sky tunnel has been built, and the Yuan of Ten Thousand Demons is gathering, just wait for the galaxy to open, you can search for the breath of the young master." ”

The white-clothed beauty was noncommittal, her eyes stared at the light curtain in the middle of the dark canyon, and murmured, "The galaxy is easy to open, the breath is easy to find, but the space is changeable, and with the cultivation of the palace, I am not sure, so I can carry Mo'er to this realm." ”

The white-clothed maid said, "The young master's two life-protecting golden feathers have been destroyed, which shows that the realm is no longer safe, and searching for the young master's breath is a top priority." ”

The white-clothed beauty bowed her head slightly and stopped talking.

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The Seven Evil Soul Monument dragged the black flame for half a day, and suddenly, on a clear white day, a gap suddenly cracked out in half a day, and then the gap expanded, and a galaxy appeared, a bright galaxy, and suddenly shot out a dazzling pillar of light, right in the middle of the Seven Evil Soul Monument.

With a loud bang, the Seven Evil Soul Monuments exploded in the air, turning into countless black flames, scattering and flying in all directions.

The Seven Evil Soul Monuments shattered, and the galaxy closed suddenly, leaving only a narrow gap, like God's eyelids.

The Seven Evil Soul Monument had just exploded, and the Dragon Head Peak suddenly began to shake violently.

Rumble!

The 100,000 mountains in front of Longshou Peak that had been piled up in silver began to collapse, and it seemed that at this moment, the earth had cracked.

The surging momentum made Xu Yi dumbfounded, and he even wondered which scene he was in the realm of life and destruction that he had moved here.

The collapse of the mountain inevitably affected the Longshan Peak, and the wide platform of the martial arts arena fell first, followed by a tragic collapse like an avalanche.

The remaining dozens of exhausted candidates have completely lost the strength to move, and they have been buried in the dust pile along with thousands of mountains and stones.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better!] (To be continued.) )