After the space at the bottom of the pitch-black well dispersed, the dozens of Yuanying monks who were enveloped, regardless of whether they were friends or enemies, had a sense of horror on their faces.

Especially when he saw Zhao Xiuyun and Zhao Shenbi's miserable appearance at the moment, he was even more shocked and bitter, and he retreated without the slightest hesitation, hiding in the crumbling mountain gate formation of the Donglin Sect.

As for Gao Lu and the Blood Luo Sect Ancestor and others, they were even more frightened, and when no one was paying attention, they quickly fled to Zhongzhou.

As the highest cultivator among the people present, the Qingjiao King was already in the late Yuan Infant stage, but he still couldn't stop trembling, directly revealing the Jiaolong body.

His golden pupils were filled with endless fear, and as he fled towards the southwest coast, he roared, "Psychic Immortals...... Spirits and ghosts!"

, then rose to the sky again and fought with Lu Di.

Gao Yu trembled, and after taking a deep breath, he grabbed it without hesitation, feeling the familiar and powerful power on it, he immediately merged the bones into the golden-armored giant beneath him.

In an instant, the golden armor giant turned from virtual to real, as if it had flesh and blood, and his face was even transformed into Gao Yu's appearance, and his breath was as thin as the sea, and he actually entered the realm of the gods!

Holding a golden broadsword, the golden armor Gao Yu slammed the ground and ascended to the sky, fighting side by side with Zhao Shenbi.

Above the clouds, spatial cracks spread horizontally and horizontally, as if the heavens and the earth were about to collapse.

Whether it was the vast monks of the lower three realms, or those Jindan Yuan Infant powers who were already land immortals, when they felt the terrifying fluctuations in the air, they couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness and insignificance, and no one dared to join them.

That was no longer their battlefield.

At this moment, as the three of them ascended into the sky, stirring up the aura in the sky, the entire Tianhe Continent stopped the battle in their hands, looked at the continuous violent streamer in the sky, and looked at the battle that was enough to determine the situation.

Lu Di hissed and laughed, "Haha, what if the two of you are forcibly entering the Psychic Realm with the help of external forces now? It's just the early stage of the Psychic Realm, and I am now in the late stage of the Psychic Realm, how can you be my opponent!"

If it weren't for Zhao Shenbi's fearlessness like a mad demon, exchanging injuries for injuries, and Gao Yu being crazy on the side to block the attack, I'm afraid the two would have been broken one by one.

Rao is like this, Zhao Shenbi's left hand has been completely broken, and the space was torn apart by the ghost hand again, and after sweeping straight across his chest, his ribs were all broken, and under the swirling black ghost qi, he could not recover at all.

At death's door.

In Zhao Shenbi's space ring, the one that had been repeatedly probed by him and confirmed that it was just an ordinary white jade hairpin, like an ordinary object, seemed to burst out with a surging sword light like a wave after feeling the earth-shattering fluctuations of the Divine Realm in the outside world.

A handsome young man with a vermilion wine jug on his waist and a white coat of snow walked out of the void with a sword.

On the sea, Lan Ling's delicate body, which was thousands of miles away from the Tianhe Continent, was shocked, and a touch of surprise suddenly appeared on his delicate and beautiful face, which was enough to make people crazy, and after a little hesitation, it turned into a brilliant purple light and burst towards the Tianhe Continent again.

Her face was anxious, sweating profusely, "Zhao Shenbi, you can't die!"

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