Zhang Ping carried the sacred wooden coffin on his back, raised his head and looked at the two figures falling from the sky, and instantly felt a chill on his back, and said in disbelief.

"Necromancer Gilgood!"

"Seraphic Miller!"

At this moment, above the Pacific Ocean, the first fourth-order transcendent Resentful Stan, who had fallen to the peak of the third order, turned into a huge demon shadow and a fog realm that enveloped the sea, and Martial Sect Lu Wu completely showed his martial golden body, and his whole body, along with his hair and pupils, turned golden.

Coupled with the two newly promoted fourth-order transcendents and Zhang Ping, who was carrying a divine wood coffin and holding a white jade tripod, as well as more than a dozen second-order and third-order transcendentals, this was definitely a pinnacle battle.

In the sky, the necromancer Gilgud and the Seraphic Miller surrounded Wuzong Lu Wu, and this time the two of them set out to kill Wuzong Lu Wu, weaken the power of the Eastern Transcendent World, reduce the seat of the White Harbor Supreme Council belonging to Huaguo, and let everyone know their existence.

The resentful spirit Stamp looked at Zhang Ping greedily, whether it was the half-step fourth-order body behind him, or the coffin and white jade tripod made of divine wood, they were all treasures that he had to get.

This is the battle for him to get back to the top, everyone has a reason to fight, and everyone has no way to back down.

Necromancer Gil Goode sat on top of a giant bird with wings tens of meters wide, raised his head, looked at Lu Wu, and his lifeless aura rose into the sky, and a strange smile appeared on his miserable white face like a corpse.

"Death is coming!"

In an instant, I saw the necromancer Gilgood and the seraphic Miller moving at the same time, the necromancer Gilgood raised the bone staff in his hand, and the endless power of death seduced the black clouds in the sky, and a huge claw fell from the sky from the black clouds, and the bone claw alone reached more than a hundred meters.

The eerie bone claws were imprinted with overlapping black runes, and the endless power of resentment roared along with the black runes, like a thunderous blow pressing down on Lu Wu.

The angel-like humanoid creature also stretched out his hand at the same moment, and the light condensed in his palm, turning into a gorgeous long sword, he held the sword high, and suddenly a huge circle of spiritual light vibrated behind it, and countless dense divine patterns were born in the aperture, spreading hundreds of meters, occupying a large area of the sky.

The angel was in the center of the aperture, and slowly opened his eyes, and there was not a trace of emotion in his eyes, and he fell like a god swinging his sword.

The sword falling aperture instantly converged, converging into a beam of light and blasting towards Lu Wu.

"Boom!"

Two powerful and incomparable forces, one up and one down, one after the other, blocked all Lu Wu's retreats, and instantly bombarded Lu Wu's body.

The violent aura exploded, forming a pillar of fiery red light accompanied by black smoke, which rose into the sky with Lu Wu as the center.

The sea was torn apart at this moment, and a huge wave spread out towards the surroundings.

The powerful force made the heavens, earth, mountains and seas change color, and many transcendent beings standing on the heavenly dome, including Zhang Ping, the second-generation head of Taishou Mountain, and the resentful spirit Stamp were all dispersed together.

The gray fog that permeated the sea was cleared in an instant, and even if you looked down, you could see the torn sea, as well as the huge waves that rolled up hundreds of meters and the evaporated seawater.

"Martial Sect!" Zhang Ping let out an exclamation, this fourth-order blow was already beyond his imagination, is this earth-shaking and earth-changing power still human?

And Lu Wu, who was in the center of the attack, Zhang Ping couldn't imagine how to take such a blow.

Stamp, the resentful spirit that turned into a shadow, let out a terrifying and hideous laugh, and endless undead spirits were continuously released from his shadow and stared at Zhang Ping.

"Die, die, die!"

"Boom!" But at this time, a dull sound was heard.

Everyone looked back at the center of the red-black pillar of light, and the light dissipated, only to see that at the core, a huge golden bronze bell covered a figure.

Martial Sect Lu Wuduan sat in the center of the golden bell, his hands raised above the top, and he formed a huge golden bell, a martial arts golden body, and hundreds of divine powers all turned into this huge divine bell.

He sat in the sky like this, resisting such a blow and still not dying, and the golden divine bell protected him impenetrable.

The grudge Stamp's wild laughter came to an abrupt end, and Zhang Ping's pale face showed ecstasy for a moment.

The necromancer sitting on top of the terrifying bone bird had a strange smile on his face that became even worse, and the Seraphic Angel Miller's eyes turned into complete coldness, and the two moved again, attacking towards Martial Sect Lu Wu.

The three of them didn't say a word, and when they got to the point where they didn't even need to say more nonsense, strength was the truth.

And the resentful spirit Stamp was also desperate and threw himself at Zhang Ping.

Regardless of whether Lu Wu dies or not, he must snatch this half-step fourth-order relic and the divine wood coffin, this is the most important purpose of his trip, as long as he returns to the fourth order, he will have the capital to talk about revenge and the future.

Two fourth-order martial arts sect Lu Wu besieged it, one held a bone staff high and swept the black clouds and a large number of undead creatures pressed towards Lu Wu's martial arts golden body, and the other held a divine sword and set off a monstrous flame, igniting the sky.

Every move, between the fights, you can see that a huge amount of energy overflows, fighting from the sky to the sea, and from the sea to the sky.

Any one of these three people can tear the sea with a single blow and pierce the sky with a single blow, which is extremely exaggerated.

Zhang Ping, along with a dozen other transcendents, attacked the resentful Stamp, and the entire sky was full of traces of battle, fighting, roaring, and screaming of necromancy

, passed everywhere.

The dead and the power that do not belong to the human world, as they sprinkle into the sky and the sea, a large number of fish and shrimp in the sea are killed, and the corpses of fish and shrimp floating in the sea can be seen everywhere.

At this moment, this sea is no longer a human world, but a purgatory.

Zhang Ping held the white jade tripod high, carrying more than a dozen transcendent beings to rush towards the demon shadow that was constantly filled with gray mist, and the hideous face that was dozens of meters high carried thousands of undead souls.

This scene looks like a legendary lone swordsman rushing towards the terrifying demon god of hell.

He raised his white aura and bursts of hair, and the divine wood coffin behind him and the half-step fourth-order relic, because the exercises and inheritance were the same, together with the natal white jade tripod blessed on his body.

At this moment, Zhang Ping seems to have the shadow of Qingyang Sanren.

The demon shadow roared, and it exploded in an instant, turning into thousands of resentful spirits and evil spirits sweeping towards them, and the sky was full of dead souls, and as the gray mist swept in, covering the sky, there was no trace of light.

"Ahh

"Kill him! Kill him!"

"Don't let him devour the soul......"

In an instant, nearly half of the dozen transcendents were devoured, screams accompanied by chewing sounds coming from the darkness and gray mist, followed by several violent explosions from the shadows in the sky, and the swaths of resentful spirits were destroyed, but in the blink of an eye, they were filled again.

The power of Bai Yuding's power swung and swung hundreds of meters across the country, smashing into the huge demon shadow, which dispersed and turned into thousands of evil spirits, and gathered into a terrifying giant face.

The white aura array and the demon shadow continued to staggered and fought, and the power swung and exploded, spilling out in all directions.

The two of them carried a vast force, like a violent wind blowing through the sky and the sea, the speed was incredible, suddenly rushed to the clouds, fought fiercely above the sea of clouds, and suddenly fell into the sea again, setting off a large whirlpool and huge waves in the sea.

During this period, people continued to die, or shatter all the talismans in their souls, or were devoured by resentful spirits, and finally died on the sea, and everyone was so fierce that in the end no one escaped.

The battlefield that belonged to them gradually moved away from the battlefield area of the three Lu Wu, and they gradually couldn't see the battle traces of the three fourth-order powers in the distance, and they couldn't see the power that opened the sea and tore the clouds.

In the end, within the horizon of the eye, above the sea, only the two of them were the Demon Shadow and Zhang Ping.

Zhang Ping was covered in blood, carrying a heavy Shenmu coffin, his eyes were full of determination and determination, and his old face and white hair rose in the wind.

"This is the remnant of my master Qingyang Sanren, no one dares to reach out to him, and no one dares to reach out to him, because the person who dares to reach out to him!"

Zhang Ping's eyes burst into a fierce divine light for a moment: "Death!"

The terrifying face in the sky burst out laughing: "Do you mean the Divine Lord Jia Yi and the Xudu Dao people?"

"Divine Lord Jia Yi is breaking through the fifth order in the mountain and sea realm, and the people of the Xudu Dao are far away in the South Pole, that's right, they are the first and strongest in the world. ”

"But now ......"

"No one can save you!"