Just now, the strong people of all parties, after a short exchange, reached an agreement and decided to put aside their prejudices, join hands to fight against demons, and defend Tianxuan.

"Kill!"

Someone spoke, turned into a purple light, and took the lead in killing, wielding a Mithril spear, almost stabbing the heavens into a hole.

It's none other than one of the Four Emperors of the Sea Clan, the Mermaid Emperor.

He was extremely fast, and as soon as he made a decision, he flashed out directly.

However, the other three emperors were not covered, and at the moment when the mermaid emperor was killed, they also arrived.

At this moment, they were divided into four directions, showing a strong momentum, and then, they began to attack, and one after another waves of incomparably thick qi were beaten.

The Mermaid Emperor unleashed the peerless 'Gun Destroys the Sky', the spear crosses the sky, like a pillar of heaven, bursting out with peerless divine light, and the shadow of the spear is like electricity, cutting through the sky and rolling up a piece of thunderclouds.

"Go!" with a burst of shouts, the spear shot out, turning into a huge mermaid totem, rampage away, like an ancient creature.

"The sky is a sword, the earth is a shield, and thousands of mountains obey my orders. "The old turtle clasped his hands together, and the golden light all over his body skyrocketed, and there was no longer the slightest sense of obscenity, which seemed extremely sacred, revealing a trace of the king's 'tyrant' aura.

Immediately afterwards, the mountains and rivers manifested out, magnificent, towering into the clouds, and a desolate breath rushed out and swept the earth.

"Give me suppression!" The old turtle's hands burst out with peerless golden rays, pressing down inch by inch, and the mountains seemed to be alive, rotating and rumbling with each other, and at the same time, these mountains followed the old turtle's gesture of pressing down, constantly pressing down, to suppress the black phantom.

The Giant Whale Emperor didn't say much, but his strength was definitely not weak, he held a halberd in his right hand, and a broadsword in his left hand.

He moved too fast, and when he looked at it again, he had already withdrawn, and he didn't see clearly what the two shocks were made of, this kind of strength was simply against the sky.

At the same time, the Colorful Immortal Emperor also played a peerless thaumaturgy.

Behind her, a colorful glow burst out, incomparably sacred, three points more stunning than a rainbow.

I saw that in the void, at some point, thousands of colorful chains suddenly appeared, connecting the sky and the earth, across the void.

"Colorful sky, lock the sky and lock the earth, go!" a fairy voice sounded, and then, chains bound towards the black phantom, trying to bind it.

At this moment, she has an ethereal posture, like a fairy who is not stained with earthly fireworks, with a sense of sacrosanctity and inviolability, and her elegance is peerless.

Even the Mermaid Emperor couldn't hold back, he looked at it twice, it was so amazing, it was so beautiful that it exploded.

The Giant Whale Emperor felt bored, just fighting, aren't you tired of all the bells and whistles? This guy is a big old man, his emotional intelligence is too low, and he has the need to study further, so he has to learn more from the old turtle.

The old turtle in the distance squinted its eyes the size of mung beans, and was so stunned that it almost bit its tongue.

This series of changes is slow to say, but in fact it is extremely fast, and it only happened in an instant.

After the blow, the four of them retreated, their bodies flashed, and they stood behind the dragon scale again, bowed slightly, and looked towards the battlefield.

Long Liangtian nodded, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he felt that the Four Emperors had performed well, and this first attack was also very beautiful, he was quite satisfied, and then, he also looked towards the battlefield.

In the place of battle ahead, the black phantom has been submerged, and it has been replaced by patches of brilliance, incomparably bright.

The air was squeezed, and mushrooms appeared, containing endless power, and then exploded there, the energy was majestic, very terrifying, and burst out with a peerless sound.

"Made, these little fish, the speed is really fast!" the three demons spoke, very unhappy, they stood not far away.

Just now, the three brothers were going to strike together and grab a name for the demons.

After a little deliberation, just before they were ready to make a move.

Unexpectedly, they were preempted by the few small fish they called in their mouths, it was so annoying, their original black and red faces are now even darker.

However, there are not a few people who have this kind of thinking on the spot.

A group of demon powers, now one by one, are there with a straight face, like a shoehorn, pinching and bending the sword in their hands, scolding there, and two of them are still spitting there, looking very angry.

However, when they set their sights on the Buddhas, these people were relieved.

The Buddha clan originally took on the heavy responsibility of protecting people, but they are not without idle people.

Just now, when everyone decided to do it, these old monks, their eyes were red, and their mouths were roaring, or they would die, looking like they were dying, as if their children had been abducted and sold, they were extremely excited, and their hands were shaking.

Even, there are a few juniors in the Great Holy Period, who have already thought of the prosperous era of being worshiped by the world, and even the incense money for the enshrinement, whether it is five or five, or four or six points, he has thought about it.

However, just when they were thinking about "Amitabha", someone actually took the first step to kill them, and slapped them in the face, which was very crisp.

It's too hard.

It's too hard to do.

At this moment, in the Buddhist camp, the originally dignified old monk of the Immortal Buddha Realm had a flushed face, as if he was about to drip blood.

Cheng Liang's bald head was covered with blood-red tendons, like tiny red snakes, crawling on it, a little hideous.

Two of them put the robes behind them upside down, and they didn't know it at all, and they were speechless when they put their hands together and held it hard, feeling like they were all right.

Soon after, the light that shrouded the battlefield gradually dissipated, and the bright and bright sky reappeared, and the light of the colorful glow shone brightly.

At the same time, a huge and boundless black phantom emerged, its eyes were black and gray, emotionless, without any movement, still standing still in place, as if it had lasted forever.

Not far from it, a blood-colored figure stepped in, it was the Blood Demon, he was very slow, stepping on the void, slowly coming.

The broken Blood God Sword was still held in his hand, like a treasure, unwilling to discard it.

I didn't continue to pretend to be forced, and I wasn't in the mood at all.

"Alas!"

He sighed, as if appointed, and shook his head as he went, feeling a little sad and thin.

At this moment, the Blood Demon is completely appointed, and there is no courage to continue fighting.

Just a moment ago, at the same time as he summoned the Demon Phantom, in the sky, a phantom of a broken sword appeared for no reason, about a foot long, simple and unpretentious, in stark contrast to the domineering of the Blood God Sword.

The Broken Sword Phantom appeared, slowly solidifying, and then, locked him and the demonic phantom within attack range.

The reason why the demonic phantom did not move for a long time was because he felt the pressure brought by the broken sword, and he did not dare to move, this was the coercion from the depths of his soul, and he could not give birth to the slightest intention of resistance.