A terrible cry echoed in the sky around the bridge, and it lasted for a long time, and people couldn't help but feel sad and ...... suddenly.

The Buddha and the Daozi both flew up, stood in the air with their feet on the auspicious clouds, put their hands together, stood firmly in the east and west, and immediately sang the pure heart mantra of the Buddha Gate and the Taoist Gate respectively......!

For a while, on the bridge, the divine spell was blessed, thunder and lightning flashed, constantly hitting the whole stone of the small stone house, and after a while, the entire small stone house was lifted up, and it was more than three feet from the ground......!

Meng Po looked at the rotten corpses on the riverbed under the Nai He Bridge, and couldn't help frowning slightly, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

The Heavenless Yuan God gathered his qi into an ink-colored sphere the size of a fist, just like a frightened black bat, and ran into walls in panic in the Three Realms Skynet.

The gods and Buddhas of the heavens watched coldly as the lawless primordial god bat ball kept hitting the sky net again and again, colliding with the transparent sky net again and again, covered in blood, blood ...... Drop by drop, it fell from the sky and fell into the riverbed of the Nai Ho Bridge, which had been dry.

Inside the riverbed, every drop of demonic blood dripping will set off a foul smell.

The blood flow chart has flowed into a surging river.

Evil thoughts instantly filled every corner of the original fresh air and empty silence on the side of the bridge......!

"Hahahaha! As expected, the Flying Fish Demon Sword is indeed an ingenious masterpiece that can be sealed as a god, and its power is incomparable, but it has to be seen in a silent place. It's amazing! The black dragon shouted loudly and said.

The air, which had already stopped, was awakened again by the loud voice of the black dragon, and began to struggle and jolt again.

The Huangquan intersection is stormy, the Yellow Spring turns into a blood spring, and the ghosts do not absorb the blood, but they are extremely frightened and keep struggling and squirming, wanting to escape from the sky, so it is not miserable and ......!

"Vigorously, open an opening in the southeast direction for him and let him go." Yan Yu saw that the divine beast under the crotch of the ink had already obtained a wisp of divine thoughts and demonic thoughts in the sky, and immediately ordered the strong ghost king to come.

Obviously, she did it on purpose.

She should know something!

"Ten thousand catties, open an opening on the west side of the Huangquan intersection, let the ghosts disperse, don't pollute Sister Meng's good Huangquan of the real sky." Yuyan also commanded ten thousand catties to come, and said.

"Little Seagod, you can also take the Skynet! Let the heavens, thunder, and heavenly currents come in, Sister Meng's place is polluted by the evil thought of Wutian, and now it is very necessary to clear it up. The dragon girl laughed and said to the little penguin.

"It's okay! It's just that there is an accident at the bridge, and the bosses naturally want to send someone to check it out and ask something about it! It's okay, it's okay! Everyone just does their own thing, don't be too nervous. Meng Po smiled and stood up from the stone bench of Sansheng III and said.

"Huh! …… Why are we 9,000 years old here? This matter turned out to be related to Wutian, ah......! I'll go, then let's still have thirty-six plans, let's go for the upper plan! A voice came from the air, as if it was whispering a general discussion.

"It's not the Moon Sect Master, it's her daughter. You can see it clearly! And the Holy Spirit teacher is also there, so it's not appropriate for us to slip away. Another voice replied in a whisper.

"Didn't the BOS say that this time it was a routine inspection? So many great gods are here, let's ...... Forget it! ......," said the voice that spoke first.

"It looks like they're nine thousand years old, they've been tricked by lawlessness! Judging from the atmosphere of their fight scene, Wutian only used three or four layers of soul power and demonic thoughts, why is this? The second voice seemed to think of something, and the little god said stingily.

"This ...... Oh! It's broken, it's broken, hurry back, and report to Lao Ling and Da Tianzun that they go. The first voice to speak clearly understood something, and became impatient to speak.

Immediately after, two character-like purple photoelectric lights went straight to the Nine Heavens, and the sky was like a wash, and a vibrant scene appeared in the depths of the white clouds ......!

Immediately after that, the purple light disappeared, and the black clouds came like a tide, covering up the huge red dust, and even the Nai He Bridge where the rain and smoke were located were not spared.

Everyone stood stunned beside the Sansheng Stone, at a loss.

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"Granny Meng, this trip inspection has been postponed, don't tear down the bridge in your fight with the Heavenless Sect Master, and then we will all be able to explain to the master of the Nine Heavens First Soul Altar!" Everyone be a little more restrained, don't be too public! The little gods took their leave. The first man to speak continued, and the voice came from the clouds only after he had completely disappeared.

Before the words fell, they had already disappeared into thin air.

But on the bridge, everything returned to a dull calm.

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With such an accident, the lawless soul knew that it was gone, and it had already broken free from the hollow in the western corner and went all the way to the west.

After a while, the blood-colored hurricane in the bridge suddenly stood upside down, and stood up high in the air, like a vermilion pillar of heaven, round, thick, and long, and mortals could not see the end at a glance.

"Wutian wants to clean up the mess and run away! Ink, hurry up and destroy this pillar of blood, don't let him succeed. The Holy Spirit looked at this huge pillar of blood and knew that Wutian had flown out from the empty range of the Nanhe Bridge, and this was to clean up his demonic soul power and courage that had been scattered by the Heavenly Chess Endgame and the Flying Fish Demon Sword!

So he shouted loudly to the ink and said.

However, Shui Mo looked at this huge pillar of blood, stupidly standing motionless in the moment, carefully looking at this tree-like pillar of light that was not like a pillar of light, and the pillar of the heavenless soul that was not like an iron pillar ...... the pillar of light.

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"Hey! …… Silly boy! …… What a silly boy. Wutian sent a voice from another space with a grin, and after a while, he swept away a huge pillar of blood, returning the original appearance of a pure and inactive bridge.

"Hey......! Escape from the sky and escape from the sky. If we want to catch him again, it may not be so easy. The Muyun Beast pulled it up in the air, looked around, and found nothing, so it fell down very helplessly while talking, and said very disappointed and disappointed.

The black clouds are getting lower and lower, and seeing that they are about to surround all the ink and water, the Holy Spirit glanced at the black dragon and reminded everyone again: "All enter the light of the last spirit, quickly!" ”

A divine light flew out from the depths of the black clouds, pierced through the clouds and fog, and stopped on the Nai He Bridge after a while.

"Let's all go inside! Fast. The black dragon also shouted loudly in a hurry, and said.

The light of the last spirit reappeared, and Yuyan pulled Yanyu and the dragon girl, and flew in as soon as possible.

Meng Po looked at it, sighed softly, and flew in with it.

The black dragon and the other little immortals also flew into the light of the end of the spirit, and when everyone entered the light of the end of the spirit, the outside had been completely surrounded by black clouds, and the sound of beeping and beeping came and went, except for the Sansheng Stone, nothing was spared, and they were all crushed into pieces by the ten thousand demons in the black clouds, and withered and withered in the air like flowers.

"Hongchen may never be saved again! At this time, both gods and demons may be powerless! Wan Jin looked at the outside of the Demon Spirit Light, and many powerful beings were also wilting, and couldn't help but say in shock.

"Ignore these little ants in the Red Dust Inn! Hurry back to Heaven, something is wrong. Yanyu trembled all over, as if he had lost some spiritual power, and he spoke.

"Does that need to be said? Miss, you all have settled your minds, and the light of the last spirit is about to return. The light of the last spirit in the spaceship's radio also reminded everyone, said.

"Restrain their own nonsense, and return to the Lingxiao Palace." The Holy Spirit Teacher immediately followed the light of the last spirit, and gave orders, and said.

"Did you run away innocently? But he was obviously exploded by Brother Qiqi and Brother Qilin......???? The thrush asked the little painter beside him very puzzled.

However, the little painting is indifferent, and the puppets generally do not react.

"Huh! What do you ask? What's wrong with you? Yes......! ”

The thrush entered the light of the last spirit for the first time, but her mind was confused, and fear pierced her heart like an awl, so she came to talk to the painting.

However, she discovers a shocking secret, the thrush is dead!

Thrush couldn't believe it, she gently poked the painting with her hand, and the painting was really like a breath, poked by her, and disappeared in the light of the last spirit in an instant.

"Ah...... Sister Canaan, Sister Xiaotian......"

The paintings were tested one by one, and they were all like puppets, breaking when they poked, and disappearing when they broke.

"Ah...... Sister Miao Miao, Sister Yuyan, Brother Ink, don't scare me anymore! Boom Boom Boom ......! Huayi walked to the puppet of rain, smoke and ink, she raised her right hand, and she didn't dare to start, and said.

As he spoke, he began to cry out loud and childishly.

This cry is difficult to cry ghosts and gods, because around her: except for the cold air, the deep bottomless pit, and two puppets that she can't bear to poke them apart, there is nothing left in all directions!

The light of the last spirit flew at a high speed in the sky, like a cloud and mist, except for the inside of the light of the last spirit, there was endless darkness outside, and there was not a trace of luster to speak of!

The puppet-like statue of the painting guarding the rain smoke and ink painting trembled and sobbed incessantly, curled up at the feet of the rain and smoke, and did not dare to touch the rain smoke and ink painting.

The painting kept crying and crying, crying and crying and getting tired, and then involuntarily fell asleep groggily.

Just as the painting was sleeping soundly in a daze, the light of the last spirit shook violently, accompanied by the strange smell of the air being lit.

In a dream, it seems that Huayi hears someone whispering.

Listening to this voice, it seems to be two young men, and they are probably more than 100 miles away from the painting.

"Master, I've ingested them all into our demonic light! Hahahaha, your old man is right, as long as our demon spirit light flashes, they will definitely take the initiative to surrender. What a clever old man! Liu Bowen and Zhang Liang's generation are nothing more than that! This trick is really good, and the disciple is convinced. A familiar voice said.

Uh, this guy won't die, he's still alive, and ......

Amount! …… Wait, isn't this the last light of the sir? How did it become their demonic light again? ……

"No, we have to keep playing dead and listen to what they're talking about." Suddenly, the sleeping painter was in good spirits, and both ears were pricked up, listening carefully to what they were going to say.

Huayi completely forgot that he was lying in someone's spaceship now!!!!!

"Wutian, this time the master will pass on some magic fairy strikes that can break the true Amaterasu Gate of God, and then the soul power and spirit of the master will escape from the Lingxiao Palace, and the two of us will work together to attack the Lingxiao Treasure Hall and unify the Three Realms, what kind of little fairy will not be there at that time? Isn't it? In order to settle down in the Lingxiao Treasure Hall Heavenly Immortals in the future, you have to continue to organize the demon gods and demon immortals, and then work with them, and create a few more opportunities for the master! You can rest assured, if you take back a few more layers of demonic soul power and courage, the master will be able to restore the strength of the anti-heaven king who broke through the sky back then. Another person who claimed to be Master Heavenless said.

Huayi pretended to be asleep, and he didn't dare to look up at what they looked like!

Fortunately, she didn't look up and peek, otherwise...... Hey, hey, hey!

"Master, then you have several souls of demonic energy and spirit now, can you still stand him sitting on it? Don't let him find out, it's going to be a big problem. He and Mr. Ya work together, plus their golden boy and girl, we may not be able to beat them! It was indeed a lawless voice, and as soon as he opened his mouth this time, he could be sure that it was him.

"It's okay! Since the master has come out partially, he will naturally gather his old subordinates to carry the heavy chair head together! Besides, because of your commotion recently, almost none of the clones have returned to their places, and he has no weight at all now. It's that Mr. Ling, with sharp eyes and careful thoughts, but he should be more careful. "The humanity that claims to be the Master of Heavenless.

"It's alright, master. Lao Ling's small bowl at eight o'clock in order to save him and Leng Qiuyue's eldest daughter, now it is estimated that she is not dead and crippled! Hahahaha, master, you're worried! Wutian laughed and said.

"Ah......h

As soon as the painting heard that Mr. Ling's life and death were uncertain, his heart instantly surged, and he couldn't help but scream because he was careless.

"Yo he! Since someone hasn't fallen asleep yet......? The master of Wutian seemed to be surprised, and coldly asked about Wutian, and said.

"It's okay, master! Won't it be over if I kill her? Wutian's voice has not fallen, and he has already flown to the side of the painting.

A pair of big hands pinched the neck of the painting.

"Damn! If I'm dead, who's going to get the message out...... I'm fucking damned! "I can't take care of the painting, I urge the immortal spirit power, and I want the spirit to get out of my body.

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