A bronze tripod that appears in the void of the universe.

The gap in Ding's body was rushing towards Mo Tianzun.

The mysterious sword intent contained in it, under the urging of Shen Jian, burst forth.

The sword intent shook the sky, condensed the black blade, and slashed towards the black sea tide in the sky.

Mo Tianzun's Black Sea tide is not transparent to the slightest light.

The blade that Shen Jian urged seemed to be half a point brighter than the other party in terms of color.

However, the terrifying and ferocious artistic conception of extinction is even more than that, and it is more ominous and vicious than Mo Tianzun's shot.

The tide of the Black Sea temporarily dispersed because it collided with Luo Xihao's shield of defeat.

Mo Tianzun's real killing move buried in it, the black needle, rushed out of it.

The black needle was extremely small, but the sword intent inspired by the bronze small tripod on Shen Jian's side was still tightly locked onto it.

The blade was directed at the black needle.

Even Mo Tianzun had already controlled the black needle to dodge, but it was still in vain.

The black needle, which is more agile than the sword cultivation flying sword, can't avoid Shen Jian's knife.

The blade fell, and the black needle was suddenly cut into two pieces.

Mo Tianzun's heart is not good.

Sure enough, Shen Jian's second knife followed.

The second knife, which was even more fierce than the previous first knife, forcibly broke through the black tide with the momentum of slashing the sky and dividing the sea, and the target was directly aimed at Mo Tianzun.

At the last moment, Mo Tianzun's figure seemed to turn into nothingness.

In the spread of shadows, it seems to envelop the entire universe, everywhere.

Mo Tianzun's figure is also as unpredictable as if it is everywhere.

His cultivation method and attack may not be as sharp as that of powerful monks in the same realm, but his ability to hide and hide and dodge defenses is definitely the best among monks in the same realm.

The terrifying blade fell, as if it had been slashed into a quagmire, and it was impossible to slash Mo Tianzun.

However, Mo Tianzun also found it difficult to dissolve the power of this sword.

The terrifying sword intent turned into an endless storm, reverberating back and forth in the dark shadows, and it did not disperse for a long time.

As if he didn't pull Mo Tianzun out, he swore not to give up.

In the midst of the dark shadow of the thick ink, it was impossible to disintegrate this sword intent.

For a time, the two sides reached a stalemate.

But at this moment, the powerful and powerful Yuan Shen of the Yanhuang Federation made a brazen move.

Mo Tianzun was no longer able to take care of both, so he could only watch as the void whirlpool that the opponent's Dao Law had turned into exploded in his sea of ink.

Time and space seemed to be shattered together.

Under the attack between the inside and outside, Mo Tianzun's Dao method was suddenly broken, showing a pale face, and hurriedly fled into the distance.

But at this time, Shen Jian was urging the bronze Xiaoding to make the third knife!

This third sword slashed past, and Mo Tianzun could no longer resist and dodge.

He has a talisman on his body, shaped like a picture scroll, and it is unfolded to protect him at this time.

The ink landscape in the painting scroll is poured into a fairyland, turning the virtual into the real, and protecting the ink sky in it.

But Shen Jian's knife came down, and the ink fairy land was suddenly divided into two.

Time and space seem to be split with a knife.

All the scenes inside are displaced.

Mountains and rivers, losing aura.

The three-dimensional fairyland is re-transformed into a flat picture scroll, broken in the middle.

Then Shen Jian's third knife landed on Mo Tianzun.

With a muffled snort, Mo Tianzun was hit hard again.

Even with his primordial god, if Fang Cai hadn't been blocked by the ink painting scroll, Fang Cai would have been directly killed by Shen Jian.

Rao is like this, he barely picked up a life and came back, but he was already dying.

The power of the previous powerhouse of the Yuan Shen Realm is gone.

This feather clan primordial god is powerful, and at this moment, the winged feathers behind his back keep falling, floating in the universe, so he is not embarrassed.

The powerhouse of the Yuan God Realm of the Yanhuang Federation, where was he willing to let him go easily, and immediately continued to attack, wanting to take advantage of his injury to kill him.

Finally, there is another Yuan Shen Realm powerhouse of the Feather Federation, who stepped forward to help him.

But now the tide of the war has been completely reversed.

The Feather Federation has suffered heavy losses in a row, and even the most elite troops are demoralized and shaken at this moment.

The Yanhuang Federation took the opportunity to fiercely counterattack.

And the Salo Federation also swooped back and beat the water dogs.

Their target was to capture the weakened fifth-generation feather ship.

Because the Yuan Shen powerhouses of the Shaluo Federation did not go to besiege Mo Tianzun and the others, the two Yuan Shen powerhouses of the Yuxing Federation breathed a sigh of relief, and Mo Tianzun would not die tragically on the spot.

However, the situation of the battle in the Huang Ming Realm was no longer under the control of their feather side.

The feather line completely lost the initiative and advantage since the start of the war.

However, after falling behind, this feather fleet still quickly regrouped people's hearts, showed a fierce will to fight to the death, and fought to the death with Yan Huang and Sha Luo.

In the three-story pagoda of Shen Fitness, his face was as white as paper.

Luo Xihao on the side was not much better than him, and his face was also bloodless.

Continuously and violently consumed, both of them were on the verge of running out of oil.

The three-story pagoda floated in the void, almost out of Shen Jian's control.

Fortunately, the Yanhuang battleship that Ye Jue was on hurriedly came up to meet them again at this time.

The pagoda landed back on the deck of the battleship, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

But at this moment, a shadow suddenly surged in the distance.

No one would have thought that Mo Tianzun, who was seriously injured, would actually come back to kill!

The two Feather Clan Yuan Gods were powerful, and they actually killed one horse gun in unison, and the target was aimed at Shen Jian and the others.

The primordial god powerhouse of the Yanhuang Federation followed closely behind them.

However, the two Feather Clan Yuan Shen powerhouses seemed to be indifferent to the attack behind them, and just attacked Shen Jian and the Yanhuang battleship where they were.

With their strength, if they hit, the battleship would have no second chance except to collapse instantly.

Rossihao took a deep breath.

His eyes, which were already dim, burst into bright brilliance again.

A moment of dazzling, unprecedented.

The small golden token once again turned into a shield of defeat, blocking this ferocious attack for the battleship.

The Defeat Shield proved its defensive power, and in a flash of golden light, the battleship guarding the rear was safe and sound.

But after the violent collision, the giant shield instantly shrank, flew backwards back into the pagoda, and returned to Luo Xihao.

And the brilliance in Luo Xihao's eyes disappeared instantly.

As soon as his eyes were closed, he fell backwards when he looked up to the sky.

Shen Jian held Luo Xihao's body, and when he noticed that the other party still had his life, he breathed a sigh of relief first.

But his heart immediately tightened again.

Because the two Feather Clan Yuan Gods outside missed the blow and pounced again.

One of them turned around to resist the pursuing Yanhuang Yuanshen monk, and when his position was unstable, he immediately suffered a loss.

But on the other side, with the help of his colleagues, Mo Tianzun, whose face was pale and blue, gritted his teeth and attacked the Yanhuang battleship again!

Even if the Bombardment Cannon on this Yanhuang Booming God-class battleship let out a silent roar, Mo Tianzun turned a blind eye and let the power of the Booming God Cannon hit him again.

But Mo Tianzun still set off a monstrous dark tide and engulfed this Yanhuang battleship.

Shen Jian's face was fearless.

The chilling killing intent and resolute intent in his heart were one, communicating with the knife intent in the bronze small ding.

He took control of the three-story pagoda and sent the unconscious Rossihao into the battleship below.

At the same time, swing another knife!