What kind of war will this is, let alone knowing, no one can even imagine it.

They didn't even know why the Evil Heaven had the battle intent that even the Void was distorted.

They could only see from the sudden silence of the slave girl and the sudden burst of momentum that the two Immortal Venerables attached to this battle intent.

It's not just Immortal Venerable.

Even this holy place has reacted.

There is no wind around the mountain, and there is wind.

The wind blew clouds from nowhere.

Wind Strong.

Blazing.

It seems that the wind of this holy land and the clouds of the holy land have been ignited by the battle intent on the evil heaven's body.

Even the stunning beauty who was borrowing the curved blades of dozens of saints' clones to set up the formation, and had just wiped away her tears, was shocked by this invisible battle intent.

"This fighting spirit is so familiar ......"

"It is worthy of the Lu family's species, even if there is no bloodline......"

Thundered!

The evil sky in the running only raised his right hand, and the thunder was abrupt and deafening.

The hairs of the crowd stood on end.

This ordinary arm is full of silk threads born from rapidity.

It's not terrible.

But the wisps of void silk threads of different lengths, those seemingly cute supernatural powers hanging on them, are very terrifying!

"This, this is a miracle!"

"Magical powers are wishful, it's nothing, but on his right arm, there are nearly a hundred kinds of magical powers!"

"To what extent does he control supernatural powers?"

"I'm afraid that even a speck of dust from his hand can easily kill me!"

......

But is this really the scariest thing?

When Zuo Qiu Dan saw that his cousin Zuo Qiu Heng beside him was pale and began to tremble, he realized that something was wrong.

Because his cousin is also able to do miraculous powers.

"Heaven, heaven and earth are as good as they ......"

Heaven and earth are as good as you wish?

Zuo Qiu Dan was stunned for a moment, and then, his jaw clicked and fell.

"It's impossible, this, this, it's impossible......"

"He, the void silk thread around his right arm," Zuo Qiu Heng said in a trembling voice, "Actually, it is his combined heaven and earth, ...... incarnate"

Zuo Chudan was like a lightning strike.

The levels are not the same.

It's different.

Shock is different.

What makes the slave girl lose her voice is the death will of the evil sky.

What makes Shen Wushuang dignified is the right fist of the evil sky.

It seemed that because of the threat brought by this punch, he who had forbidden the Kingdom of God and made Xiu Wei fall to the sixth layer of the Enlightenment Dao, twisted his body a little awkwardly......

However, the awkwardness remains.

Finally, Shen Wushuang knew that it was not the descending cultivation that made him awkward, but the punch of the evil heaven.

When this punch slammed into his face like an iron ingot, he realized more personally how pitiful those Tianjiao who had faced the evil heavens were.

Rumble!

The monstrous divine fire emerged from the body of the god peerless, and an illusory continent of the divine kingdom was derived above the head.

It's not that he looks down on the evil heavens and is reluctant to use the true kingdom of God.

On the contrary, because he looked up to the evil heavens too much, he didn't dare to let his kingdom suffer the impact of the statue of the Great Emperor because of a moment's carelessness.

"The projection of the kingdom of God, seventy percent of the combat power, it should be, enough ......"

Even though I'm not sure, this is the basis for Shen Wushuang's response to the Evil Heaven's punch.

Subsequently, the illusory Divine Kingdom Continent lingered into a scroll, like a magnificent map of mountains and rivers, wrapped around Shen Wushuang's body.

"Heaven and earth are as good as they get!"

Zuo Qiu Heng let out another trembling exclamation, and Zuo Qiu Dan sat directly on the ground, unable to even say that it was impossible.

He couldn't have imagined that the two people in this battle would be able to achieve heaven and earth.

"This, this, this, this is the standard for entering the burial soil through a line of heaven!"

That's it!

It's the first immortal in the nether realm!

Evil God!

What is released is still the combined world of the combined realm!

How can it be possible to control one's own heaven and earth in a subtle way!

And this belongs to the shock of the cultivators in the upper realm.

The cultivators of the lower realm were not qualified to feel this shock, but they also gained a calmness that the cultivators of the upper realm did not have.

"It's time to fight!"

"This punch of the evil sky, so handsome!"

"Hmph, what's the use of just looking good? The opponent is a peerless immortal venerable!"

......

Accustomed to seeing the evil heavens and the heavens, they didn't pay attention to the allergic reactions of the cultivators in the upper realm, and even talked about it with great interest.

Divine fire is like blood.

The gods in it are like the gods of purgatory.

The Void is distorted.

The thread is moved back.

The evil sky that distorts the void is like an eagle striking the sky.

Just when everyone thought that the Sky Striking Eagle was about to have a violent collision with the God of Purgatory, the evil sky stopped.

The abruptness brought by the stop made everyone's heads deviate with the inertia and almost break off.

The pupils in the eyes of the Divine Warriors all reacted uncontrollably as a result, from extremely small to extremely large.

Even the evil sky himself seemed to be unable to withstand the force of rebellion, and the backward hair ran to the front, and the dark color suit was instantly red.

However......

He stopped.

His right fist, but it didn't stop, it still blasted forward.

The strange thing is that the void silk thread in the eyes of everyone in the Nether Realm also flew out before the fist.

"How is that possible?"

"Isn't this silk thread produced because of extreme speed?"

"yes, it's just that if you don't disappear, why are you still turning around?"

......

When the cultivators of the upper realm saw this scene, they subconsciously thought of Luo Wei.

"Five strings and eighty-one kills!"

"Luo Wei borrowed the power of essence and blood to form a string, and the evil sky ......"

"He borrows heaven and earth to form strings!"

"The two of them ......"

......

Shen Wushuang was the first person to think of Luo Horror, but the next moment, he dispelled the speculation that was about to breed.

Because of the fist of the evil sky, it stopped.

It has to be stopped.

Otherwise, they will leave the body of the evil heaven.

But the silk thread has not stopped.

Not only did it not stop, as if it had been given life by the evil heavens, with more than 100 magical powers, it lingered, shuttled, and woven in the void by itself......

Knitted, another white fluorescent fist.

See this fist......

The cultivators of the Nether Realm looked envious.

Because it's good-looking.

The cultivators of the upper realm looked confused.

Because I can't read it.

Peerless......

Hair stands on end!

Because, he can understand.

Unbelievable!

Because, it can't be.

Shocked!

Because, it's too late.

White fists are flying.

It's like the bad news with the last trace of life in Tianyi, a white veil flying towards the evil sky.

It flies lightly.

It's like a graceful figure.

The countless divine ropes that the Divine Peerless Divine Fire hastily transformed could not touch it in the slightest.

It flies heavily.

It's like the will to die poured by the evil sky.

The mountains and rivers transformed by the phantom of the Divine Kingdom collapsed devastated.

But is that enough?

Inadequate.

The corner of his mouth was bleeding wildly, and his free right hand touched his chest again.

The cold in his chest was his sadness.

The chest was hot, and it was his anger.

Grief turns to tears.

Anger was bloody.

When two lines of bloody tears slipped from the bloody eyes of the Evil Sky Cave and from their cheeks......

"I'm not a flying young master, I'm not a young master, I'm just a mortal......"

Hoarse sighed.

Evil Heaven became a mortal who couldn't be more pure, and he didn't know how much he rolled in the red dust.

Mortals vomited blood even more frantically.

And the white fist seems to have become simple and ordinary because of this.

Seeing this scene, Zuo Qiu Heng finally couldn't help but scream, screaming out a conclusion that Shen Wushuang had guessed but categorically denied.

"Falling Dust Artistic Conception!"

Burst!

The white fist, woven by the combination of the evil heavens and the earth, with nearly a hundred divine powers, with the sorrow and anger of the evil heavens, and the seven emotions and six desires of the mortal evil heavens, easily pierced through the mountains and rivers of the gods, and the body of the gods flew out of his back......

God's blood flows.

Shen Wushuang snorted and stumbled a few steps.

The next moment, he looked down at the bloody hole in the center of his chest, and then looked up at the evil sky.

The eyes are incomparably complex.

"I didn't expect you to even realize the Holy Tattoo. ”

Boom Boom!

Hearing the word holy pattern, all the cultivators in the upper realm scattered.

ps: Everyone is a reader, comments should be civilized, God Wushuang knows to compare the heart to the heart, don't be more incorruptible and shameless than God Wushuang, you are incorruptible and shameful, Yuanzi can only be the one who is responsible, and finally warn that what a dog.

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