A blinding white light streaked through the sky.

It was just ejected from the Italian cannon and appeared in front of the monster.

It seems to have crossed the limits of time and space.

Under the attack of the two major body cultivators, one after the other, the monster was waving its arms.

A sudden crisis came, and the restrained body subconsciously struggled, and suddenly raised his arm and lay in front of him.

"Boom!"

There was a loud roar, and a puffy black mist surged from the battered arm.

But it was not as strong as before, and all the resistance was so pale and powerless under this white light, and it was all useless.

The black fog disappeared and disappeared.

The arm snapped with a "click", and the vertical holes on it burst one by one, and clusters of ghostly fires lost their souls.

Vague shadows and slight screams all disappeared into nothingness in the white light.

Even the arms that the powerful men wanted to cut off again and again disappeared together, drifting away with the wind, leaving no trace.

The last of the power of the Italian cannon slowly faded, but it also scraped off a large layer of skin on the monster's chest.

Needless to say, this Italian cannon is capable of wreaking heavy damage on monsters!

As long as it can successfully hit the vital point, it is not impossible to kill it with one shot.

It is worthy of being a super killer that the loser of the sinking husband spent a lot of money to get his hands on.

It's just that this is apparently only useful for the first shot.

Even the legendary powerhouses with ADHD can dodge it and let it fall short.

Again, this cannon fire completely angered the monster.

The power of the one-armed burst was much stronger than it had just been.

He crossed his legs and came in the direction of the Italian cannon.

"Fire again!" said the man calmly.

Mohong Bailisuo replaced all the spirit stones that had no energy and cracked, and the new spirit stones were gently placed on them, and he suddenly pressed his palm again.

"Can't lock on!" Mo Hongbai's face was sweaty, and he was terrified, and he could only watch the monster get closer and closer to him.

This last shot, do you want to fire?

It's a failure, but it's over!

Shen Luofu's face was gloomy, and he also knew that he couldn't forcibly blame Mo Hongbai.

The monster that went berserk, even Niu Tianzong couldn't stop it, let alone bind it in place and wait for the cannon fire to come.

The monster now only wanted to shred the knots of iron that posed it so much of a threat.

Hu Teng punched him, was swung open by a leg, and blood sprayed from the corner of his mouth. In the air, the divine pattern appeared, turned into a tiger, and slammed forward.

Useless!

Or was easily pushed aside by the power of the monster's movements.

"Ask!"

Wang Zai's first shot was his most powerful means, but except for leaving a white mark, he didn't achieve the desired effect at all.

This is a smooth way to deal with a bodyless ghost, and there will definitely be no living mouth when the sword goes down.

But for this monster whose skin has reached perfection, it's just like that, a little more painful than a tickle, like a needle that has slightly pierced the skin, and a little blood is leaking.

Niu Tianzong turned into a green bull and slammed towards the monster.

The blow that had pierced through the monster's skin collided with the thick thighs.

Slightly deadlocked, Niu Tianzong took the lead and flew out.

The monster continued to move forward.

This is actually an opportunity, but no one can grasp it.

Mo Hongbai's palm to control the artillery fire was clenched and lowered, and then clenched into a fist, never daring to fire directly.

The pressure is so great that people are about to lose their breath.

As long as you think of firing, but it turns out to be empty, the iron lump will not be able to fire again for a long time.

It made Mo Hongbai's heart frightened, and cold sweat flowed, swept across his cheeks, and dripped onto the ground.

Without a strong heart, you really can't fire this shot.

Nangong Fan's sword arrived, and slashed towards the monster, but it didn't even splash a little water, and it dissipated silently.

The attacks of other legends all arrived, and they either missed, or collapsed before even touching the monster's body.

The strength of the monster under the rage seems to have increased by two or three levels, and it is completely incomparable to just now.

No one present could stop the monster in its path.

Mo Hongbai looked at the monster that was getting closer and closer, and even the blood-colored ghost fire in his eyes was vivid, and he was about to collapse.

Subconsciously, you have to give the order, fire!

A powerful hand tightened his already moving arm, pulling his palm out of the groove.

Mo Hongbai raised his head, his eyes wet with sweat, and he looked vaguely at this figure that seemed to be able to hold up the heavens and the earth.

"I'm coming!"

It was just two words, but all the strength in Mo Hongbai's body was drained at once, and he collapsed on the ground, breathing with his mouth open.

Shen Luofu's face was full of lightness, staring fiercely ahead, and he branded his palm into the groove with one palm.

A strange image came to mind, and the man knew that if he gently pulled a button under the groove, the Italian cannon would fire again.

The monster got closer and closer, and gradually came within two hundred meters of the base of the fort. This is a distance that monsters can cross in as little as two steps.

Shen Luofu still didn't move, his eyes became deeper and deeper, and a momentum boiled like boiling water on his body, and he actually swept away all the people around him.

A wave of death jumped on the paper.

The sunken husband is waiting, waiting until the monster can't avoid it, and then fire, and die with the monster.

"Heart!" said in the distance.

The corners of Shen Luofu's mouth hooked a touch of arc, and his eyes were firmly locked on the monster's strong chest, is the heart a weakness?

He didn't have time to think about who was making the noise, and watched as the monster took another step.

He pressed the button hard, he knew that at such a close distance, the chance of the monster being able to avoid it dropped sharply, but under the explosion at such a close distance, this iron lump would also be destroyed under the aftermath.

And nine times out of ten, he won't be able to escape.

A flash of blue light filled the entire world in the blink of an eye.

Before the expected explosion came, the monster's body completely solidified two hundred meters away.

In the blink of an eye, it turns into a huge block of ice.

A figure with blood all over its body dragged the monster in place, preventing it from taking another step forward.

Two hundred meters is an extremely safe distance for Shen Luofu.

Shen Luofu did not have the slightest joy for the rest of his life, his face was slightly stagnant, and a tear crossed his face.

"Boom!"

The dazzling white light covered his eyes, but he felt that his entire heart was completely frozen, and his body did not have the slightest temperature.

No accident, the man who used to like to whip him to practice dancing just died!

Shen Luofu's face was dull, staring deadly ahead, he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart after all, hoping for the impossible miracle to happen.

......

When several powerhouses made a move to block the monster from approaching, Shen Yixuan didn't make any moves.

Now he has finally moved, and at this most critical moment, he is showing his own peerless elegance.

Shen Yixuan walked out of the sky step by step, the blue light on his body soaring, faintly with a little blood.

Ling Ran's momentum became more and more magnificent, and he suddenly became the focus of everyone's eyes, even beside this terrifying monster, it could not prevent him from being watched by everyone.

The soaring momentum on Shen Yixuan's body almost broke through the ceiling of the Starry Sky Realm. At this time, in addition to the advantage of the terrifying monster in size, in terms of strength alone, it is not much different from him.

The green and black qi on Shen Yixuan's face were silent in the blood and blue, and they were no longer so eye-catching.

Step by step, he came to the monster, and a terrifying energy emanated.

The broadsword slashed at the monster.

"Absolute zero!"

The snow and ice are shaking, and the cold is erupting.

I have to say that the time when Shen Yixuan chose to launch the offensive was too vicious, and it happened that when several other strong people were swept away, they could only watch as this monster raised its feet and stepped forward with the intention of destroying the Italian cannon.

Shen Yixuan felt that it was not enough to send out this "absolute zero" with his own strength, so he burned his own blood in the first place, suppressed all the toxins and injuries, and burst out with terrifying power.

The monster's pace was frozen, and its massive body remained in place, still struggling frantically.

The frost was bursting, and it seemed like it would be out of the trap in the next moment.

Shen Yixuan showed a free and easy smile, his eyes scanned the Beiliang City where he had lived for nearly a hundred years, with a trace of nostalgia in the depths of his pupils, but he did not hesitate to charge forward.

The broadsword slashed down and slashed at the monster's body.

A frost-filled gash appeared on the monster's muscular skin, and the chill drilled inside it.

The monster's struggling movements stiffened a little.

Shen Yixuan seemed to feel that this was not enough, and the big knife was slammed into the monster's body, turning!

Green blood splattered out, and the spiritual power of Shen Yixuan's whole body was gathered in his hands, ignoring the blood mist that could corrode the air. All of your thoughts are on fighting, even if it is death, you have to drag the monster here.

The green blood stained Shen Yixuan's body, piercing his skin in an instant, the blood rolled down, being corroded, and a supernatural force spread along the wound to the body.

The skin blackened in it, and the body stiffened slightly, as if it was about to turn into a pool of green water in this toxin like those strong people before.

Shen Yixuan's eyes flashed fiercely, and he was even more inhuman than a monster.

He let go of his grip on the broadsword and slipped out of it, his hands spread, and the frost surged, and he burrowed forward into the monster's arms.

One blames one person, a huge body gap, hugging each other tightly.

But it doesn't give people a warm feeling, but with a trace of murderous intent hidden in tenderness.

Shen Yixuan used his body to stop the monster from struggling, blocking its continued progress.

A white light emerged from the muzzle of the cannon.

As soon as it was ejaculated, it appeared in the monster's chest.

Pierced in.

The skin flickered with light, resisting this unearthly force.

"Boom!"

At the slightest touch, the white light exploded.

The terrifying energy spread around, and Shen Yixuan's bright smile was swallowed by the white light.

The monster's body twitched, and the epithelia barely played any of its due role, and was torn apart in an instant.

Reveal the empty atrium that is heavily protected by it.

The monster's heart turned out to be a worm-like thing, squirming slightly, releasing wisps of power into the monster's body.

That's why monsters keep getting stronger.

The corpse of the insect that had grown up devouring the spirits of thousands of ghosts was draining its previous power.

White light swept in. In the midst of the brilliance, the corpse of the little insect was crushed into slag, and the energy in it vanished.

White light wreaked havoc in the most vulnerable places of the monster.

The monster's slightly stiffened body froze completely, and its waving arms slowly drooped.

The core is destroyed, and all his power is gone!

The remnants of power were still struggling, and the great flames were still beating.

Grasshoppers are already after autumn, and there is nothing to be afraid of.

Hu Teng kept flying out under the aftermath of the explosion, and there was a hint of wonder in his eyes.

Would anyone really sacrifice for someone else?

It is not unreasonable for the Beiliang Mansion to have such a status in the north. This is something he can never compare.

The Three Great Consummations plus Nangong Fan's body froze in mid-air, watching the monster fall to the ground with a bang, but there was no trace of joy spreading.

Shen Yixuan, the old king of Beiliang, who has been famous for 50 years, testifies by himself!