Clang...... Bell ......

The dense earth-shattering sound was a layer upon layer of thousands of sword shadows, slashing horizontally and vertically, cutting the heavens, the earth, mountains and rivers......

Two terrifying figures in the sky, rapidly approaching, colliding!

The body of the beast god in the middle of the sword shadow emitted the sound of sparks splashing with the collision of Jinge.

It gasped violently, and the ferocity in its pupils had weakened a lot under so many days of great war.

Whew~

The blood and qi of the beast god's whole body were drifting, and his demon soul and divine thoughts were dim, as if he had been squeezed dry.

It's been fighting Li Chunfeng for almost twenty days!

Since the Confucian scholar turned into a fairy sword, Li Chunfeng has been like a divine help, with the power of this fairy sword, sweeping in all directions.

Especially on the first day, the two of them were invincible!

However, it has now been more than twenty days.

The beast god is still there.

"Woohoo......"

There is no good place on the earth.

Occupied by the black and red smoke of the ashes.

In the deep pit of a great war, there are about a thousand zhang, which is the snake of one of the four primordial god giant demons in southern Xinjiang.

Seven days ago, it was slashed out of the beast god's body by Li Chunfeng with a sword, and cut off the head of this primordial god giant demon, shattered its primordial light, and killed it under the sword.

The body of the snake is as long as a mountain, as high as a group of peaks, but it has already stinked, and the black and red blood has soaked the earth.

"Boom"

Violent light erupted again from the center of the great battle.

Li Chunfeng's appearance is also not much better, even with the help of Chen Yujing's immortal sword, the beast god is the power of immortals after all, and he is almost exhausted now.

The original little divine body, at this time, the skin actually became as shriveled as an old man, and the body lost a lot of weight, and even the black hair that flashed with the glowing divine light before became dry.

Not to mention the Yuan Shen Light and the aura of cultivation, all of them are about to dry up.

This is the result of continuously burning one's own cultivation, essence blood, and primordial spirit, and the battle has reached this day.

Unless there is an Immortal Golden Immortal, no one's mana is infinite.

Especially in the battle with the ancient and sacred incarnation of the beast god, there is no room for luck, and everything is burning at high intensity every minute and every second, in order to reseal it back!

In the end, the war reached this level, all supernatural powers and immortal arts were used up, and only the purest physical body and the collision and crushing of the primordial gods and immortal power remained.

"Bell"

The golden towering beast claws, as if connecting the heavens and the earth, grabbed fiercely on the fairy sword from the bottom up.

"Choking"

Violent sparks splashed everywhere.

The light of the fairy sword dimmed, and cracks faintly appeared.

The golden beast claws swept again, ruthlessly grabbing a large piece of flesh and blood from Li Chunfeng's left shoulder, revealing white bones.

The beast god's golden pupils appeared excited, and he looked up to the sky and roared: "Finally, finally, it's time for the power of your broken sword to run out!" ”

"With this god, a handful of sourceless things, can you consume it??!"

It was roaring, and its terrifying body, with monstrous oppression, violently attacked Li Chunfeng.

Li Chunfeng was expressionless, and raised his sword to block.

"Bell Bell Bell ......"

Looking at the scene where the jade sword in his hand was indeed becoming more and more illusory, Li Chunfeng's heart was gloomy.

"Brother Chen, Li can't stand you!"

His face was resolute, calm as a mountain, and he would do whatever it took to ......

"I have to say that you human race, a scholar, has a rebellious genius, and you can actually come up with the luck of my demon clan's Zhu Yan royal clan as the source of the power of this fairy sword, and now ......" The beast god looked coldly at the Zhu Yan royal family in the southern Xinjiang, and couldn't help but be shocked, and said in a cold tone: "He pulled my clan's Zhu Yan line to be buried in the past twenty days, and exhausted the luck of the demon clan that was imprisoned in his body, but it was also over!" ”

"With you, you are destined to not be able to stop this god from returning to the path of Yanfu!!"

"Look how long you've resisted!"

The beast god screamed, rippling layer by layer, it was the roar of the gods, piercing through all directions, and wanted to kill the two heroes of the human race on the road to birth!

The Great War Booms.

It's not just the depths of southern Xinjiang.

There are other places.

Beyond the clouds, an immortal who wanted to come to southern Xinjiang to prevent the birth of the beast god.

The other is Luo.

They have been fighting for more than 20 days in a row.

…………

Southern Xinjiang, more than 20 consecutive days.

The heavy snow that had fallen before had melted all over the past few days.

The land in southern Xinjiang continues to be wet.

In the midst of dense forests and mountains.

A cold man in a fiery red robe, with excitement and killing intent flashing in his eyes, rushed in one direction.

Countless tall and ancient trees were left behind by his incomparably fast speed, and he quickly sent out a red afterimage that crossed the dense forest.

A dozen breaths, and then through a dense forest.

Call~

The gods of literature all looked up and felt the breath of the Central Plains scholar gradually disappear in the southern Xinjiang.

During the battle between Li Chunfeng and the Beast God, the power of the Dao Fruit Immortal Sword transformed by Chen Yujing was scattered, taking away all that Chen Yujing once had, including all the power he left in this southern Xinjiang.

"Although I don't know what kind of earth-shattering changes have taken place in the depths of southern Xinjiang these days, Wen has been waiting for so many days on the border of southern Xinjiang, and finally waited for this day, Lu Qingping, where else can you escape to this time?! Death at my hands!! ”

A chill rose in the hearts of the gods of literature.

Dozens of days ago, he was ordered by Chen Yujing not to trouble Lu Qingping and others anymore, and he was also verbally intimidated and driven out of southern Xinjiang.

In the past dozens of days, he has been unwilling to leave.

Finally, he waited for it.

From the days when the war took place, he felt the breath of the Confucian Chen Yujing and participated in the earth-shattering battle.

Sure enough, he waited.

Chen Yujing must have had something going on in the war.

Without Chen Yujing to support those people again, they ...... this time

Must! Die! Not! Doubt!

Longbi Village.

Roaring roar.

Inside the hospital.

"Brother, you're back......"

Wu Yao turned her head with a trembling little head, looking at the three people in the room in disbelief.

That little son in brocade clothes has another beautiful big sister.

In an instant, the little girl couldn't help but be frightened for so many days, and all the grievances and fears were vented at this time, and she cried out:

"Brother, where have you been?"

When a few people left, they deliberately avoided Wu Yao.

Lu Qingping gave Wu Ling a look and asked him to comfort his sister, then nodded to Meng Hancian and motioned for her to go out with her first.

As soon as the two of them walked out of the small courtyard, they saw about 100 people wearing the costumes of the Miaojiang Sacred Valley with which he had fought and fought, and the surrounding area of this small courtyard was empty, and there were deep pits everywhere, but the small courtyard stood here like an isolated island.

Above the small courtyard, there is a word.

"Town!"

The font pen is strong and square.

It is the same handwriting that Lu Qingping obtained in reincarnation as Chen Yujing's entire "Renli".

With a blink of an eye, Lu Qingping and Meng Hancian figured it out, this should be the lock demon array mentioned by Wu Yao to Mr. Chen Yujing before entering reincarnation.

It's just that Shizi's eyes narrowed into a line, and he saw the word "town" that released a misty white light from the sky to envelop this place, and now it was almost illusory and invisible.

At this moment, the voice of Lu Qingping's waist belonging to the palace sounded, it was the voice of one of the eight grandmasters who had escorted him on his walk, and it was difficult to be excited:

"His Royal Highness."

"You're really in this courtyard!"

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