Just like Pang Xuan's immortal banquet scene, in the face of the second enemy family, Evil Heaven imitated Pang Xuan's bloodline momentum for the second time.

Although compared to the bloodline momentum of Pang Nu's lineage, his momentum is less than two colors, but the situation that makes the void collapse in the birth whirlpool, he imitates it quite well.

It can even be said that after the sharpening of the six-point Void Origin of the Great Peng's Wings, and the huge improvement of the Dragon Teng Three Heavens, the Evil Heaven of the Five Heavenly Dao Origins has all climbed to the peak of the four points, and the momentum it imitates is already comparable to Pang Xuan in terms of power.

On the other hand, Pang Xuan's bloodline momentum was completely born from the super talent of Pang Nu's family in the void.

The imitation of the evil heavens relied on the five heavenly dao origins.

The mysteries displayed between the cooperation of these five Heavenly Dao Origins even surpassed the momentum of Pang Xuan's bloodline, and his attainments in the Origin Ruyi Journey were amazing.

Only this kind of astonishment can make up for the fragility of the momentum due to imitation, can make Qiu Tian's pupils shrink, and can force Yan Ming Killing Mist back a hundred feet.

However......

"Baizhang?"

Yan Ming was forced to retreat, Qiu Tian was startled at first, but when he saw that the retreat was not enough, he was immediately stunned.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

is the attitude from the little thief donor to the round bully who bows down to the little donor, and he feels stunned when he sees the colorful ones.

Because they didn't think it was useful to force Yan Ming to kill the fog back for a hundred zhang.

"If Qiu Tian has not yet become a saint......" Yuan Ba, who didn't want to question his new understanding of the evil sky, subconsciously muttered, "Maybe Baizhang maybe, probably it will be of some use." ”

In the face of Qiu Tian, it must be the peak killing of the two god realms.

In this kind of peak killing, Baizhang is a distance that has no time to react at all.

Not to mention that......

What is Sage?

Say what you say!

Take the origin of heaven as the whip and flog the common people!

Wave your hand and you're in the holy emblem!

No matter what kind of anti-heaven means, almost all of them are thought out of the heart and killed!

In the battle of the saints, it is simply impossible to see the moves!

After reaching this level, the only useful way is to rely on the changes that are extremely sensitive to the origin of the Heavenly Dao, to observe the opponent when the opponent's killing has not really taken shape, and try to figure out the opponent's killing!

In this way of fighting, it's useless to talk about a hundred zhang, a thousand zhang!

At least 10,000 miles!

Otherwise, Qiu Tian will be full of food and will be able to cast a million miles of Yan Ming Killing Mist!

"yes, Baizhang. Evil Heaven nodded, and while suppressing the thirty-one gray Sendai in his body, he said, "You can start ......"

Before he finished speaking, his body was slightly on one side......

Almost at the same time as the side movement!

A centimeter away from his neck, there was an additional black line that seemed to be two hundred feet long, and seemed to be somewhat curved.

The reason why I say it seems to be ......

This is not a black line of two hundred feet, but a black light half a finger long.

It was only because its speed was fast to the limit that it dragged out a two-hundred-zhang afterimage.

"Really?"

Dodging the killing magic power that shot out of the killing mist outside the hundred zhang, Evil Heaven said the last two words.

"It must be a coincidence!"

Stunned for a while, Qiu Tian took a deep breath, then closed his killing eyes and told himself silently in his heart.

"Ah, Amitabha ......"

Yuanba's expression was slightly sluggish, and then he also closed his Buddha eyes, secretly replacing himself with a respectable little benefactor......

Later, he found that even if he would not be seriously injured by this Yan Ming stab, minor injuries were inevitable.

Not to mention how awesome it is to be slightly injured by Yan Ming's thorn under the shadow of Yan Ming's killing mist......

"The little donor is completely out of the way, and, and so ...... dodge"

The behavior of the evil heavens to avoid seems to be imperceptible, but it is these imperceptible four words that make the Tao calm and calm.

And what does this indifference and calmness mean?

Sou!

Qiu Tian, whose killing intent had been brewing to the peak, suddenly opened his killing eyes, and the boundless killing vision took shape in the killing mist of Yan Ming!

This is what the indifference and calmness of the evil heaven can explain!

Seeing this scene, Yuanba Buddha's eyes suddenly widened!

"Qiu Tian took the initiative!"

This is also something he has never encountered!

and Qiu Tian several life-and-death battles, each battle was the first to strike, taking the lead!

"Qiu Tian, you finally discovered the little donor's ......"

Yuanba's "gratified" self-muttering has not fallen......

"Showy ants, you can live to this day, just because God wants me to kill you with my own hands!"

Loud sound!

Loud sound!

Such a powerful sound is enough to show how strong Qiu Tian's killing intent is!

But contrary to Yuanba's guess, he didn't realize the power of the evil sky......

It's that after the momentum and dodging Yan Ming's thorn, he couldn't stand the miracles that the ants "created" one after another!

Loud like a horn!

Shake the boundless vision!

Let's fight and attack the evil!

And the Immortal Killing Mist, which has spread for millions of miles, is also ready to move at this moment, like a huge scarlet egg, I don't know how many kills are being bred!

Just this kind of chill revealed by breeding and killing makes the Yuanba Buddha's body numb!

Kill by Vision!

Kill of Pregnancy!

In front of these two, Yuanba was terrified, the evil heaven in it, even if it had a hundred zhang heaven and earth opened up by momentum, its feelings would increase many times!

He knows the sea like being pricked by a needle!

His evil body is like being cut off!

His bloody eyes are like fire!

However......

It was as if that was what he wanted.

Therefore, with his eyes closed, he actually smiled and sighed softly.

"Probably enough, that's enough......"

I don't know whether to talk to myself or ask myself, as soon as these words came out, he suddenly opened his cold and bloody eyes!

Bang!

Open it for a moment......

Above the millions of miles of Yan Immortal Killing Mist, the red thunder exploded!

In the colorful world of more than 100 zhang, the killing intent is like a dragon!

Seeing this scene, Yuanba gasped!

"The killing intent of the little benefactor, unexpectedly, can actually break through the killing fog of Yan Ming?"

Not to mention Yuanba, it is a five-foot illusory golden dragon walking on the old road of shooting the sun bow and waiting to save the evil sky, and the dragon's eyes are all staring!

"Good guy! The little devil's ability is less than one millionth of the previous one, but this killing intent has not been lost, and he deserves to be a little devil!"

The killing intent that erupted from the evil heaven's body actually caused the resonance of the will of the Heavenly Dao, playing red thunder, falling blood electricity, and slashing mist, which was enough to make the murderous Qiu Tian produce a one-ten-thousandth of a moment's delay!

1/10,000 of the momentary lag ......

He asked incredulously!

"Could it be that his killing intent is stronger than mine?"

Evil Heaven seized this one-in-a-thousandth opportunity to put the finishing touch on the useless Baizhang!

"Kill!"

Kill the sound!

Evil Heaven Punch!

Punch out the stars!

Crash into the killing mist!

"Kill!"

Kill two sounds!

Evil Heaven Closes Fist!

Punch to the colorful explosion!

Silk is woven into a net!

Kill the stars in the fog!

Boom!

Brilliant and shining!

Yan Ming Killing Mist was torn to shreds like cloth!

Kill the net is restored!

Grid spin!

Origin circulation!

All kinds of Yan Shen's magical powers are blocked by the origin!

Punch out.

Break the fog.

Wrap up.

Stop all kills.

After glancing at the Yan Ming Killing Mist, which was gradually recovering under Qiu Tian's instinct, the evil heaven who had retracted his fist looked at Qiu Tian, who was stunned and inexplicable, and spoke softly.

"Qiu Tian, you don't give it anything. ”