Jin Lian felt something in her heart, her eyes swept away, and she already understood, and Shan Li's palm slapped down suddenly, slapping towards the sneak attack black light that shot towards her.

The black light flashed, and it suddenly skyrocketed, enveloping the golden lotus and the lotus throne he was sitting on.

Yuming was shocked and blurted out: "Lord Jin Lian, be careful!"

Wu Que hurriedly opened his eyes and looked over, only to see that the black light had turned into a dense black net, netting the Golden Lotus Lord from the beginning to the lotus throne.

"Break!" Jin Lian's three heads opened their mouths at the same time and roared, and their six arms suddenly pointed outward, and their whole body burst out with brilliant golden light.

The smoke rose up, the golden light quickly dimmed, Jin Lian's arm didn't move at all, the black net was so powerful and strong that it was far beyond everyone's imagination.

The stargate that fell to the ground slowly flew back into the black haired heavenly eye, and the black hair stood up slowly, tilted his head, and looked at the golden lotus in the black net.

"Wunian fishing nets, you really look up to me!" Jin Lian let out an incomparably angry roar.

The subtle sound of "Zizi Zi Zi ......" that made the scalp tingle kept coming from Jin Lian's body, and a faint cloud of smoke and dust rose from the contact between the black net and Jin Lian's body.

"Ahh

"Jiu Jiu, you should indeed feel extremely honored that the great Thoughtless True God has specially made these magical nets for the sake of your master and you. As he spoke, Hei Mao raised the black spear in his hand and aimed it at Jin Lian's head.

As it spoke, as the smoke and dust continued to rise, Lord Jin Lian's entire body had shrunk significantly, and it seemed that this strange black net had an inconceivable and incomparably powerful corrosive ability.

If this trend continues, it won't be long before Lord Jin Lian's entire person will be completely corroded, thus annihilating and falling.

"Ahh

"Poof!" the black-haired spear slammed down, hitting one of the heads of Lord Jin Lian, and Lord Jin Lian's body shook for a moment, but he did not fall.

The golden light turned into smoke and dust, and quickly dimmed, and in the blink of an eye, Lord Jin Lian was already a little smaller again.

The black fur pulled out his spear and raised it high, ready to pierce it again.

"Lord Jin Lian, let's go, you go!" Yuming suddenly opened his mouth and shouted.

Wu Que couldn't help but be stunned: In this situation, how to go?

"Poof!" the spear pierced again, and the golden light flashed, and the spear actually pierced into the air.

The smoke and dust dispersed with the wind, the black net floated to the ground, and flashed back to the black-haired Tianyan, Lord Jin Lian was gone, only his roar was still echoing in this heaven and earth: "Alien reptilian, you don't want to return to the Meteorite Sea!"

"Chirp ......" The black fur raised his head to the sky and roared, and suddenly flashed, rushing in front of Yuming, Sky Bear and Thunderbolt.

The three of Yuming hadn't come back to their senses at all, and they had already been pressed to the ground by Hei Mao one by one.

"If you don't let me go back to the Falling Star Sea, what's the use of leaving you little reptiles!?" the black-haired monster cried, and the spear in his hand rained down on the three of them.

"Puff puff puff ......" Each shot was inserted straight from the center of their eyebrows, through their sea of knowledge, and through the back of their heads.

The Sky Bear and the Thunderbolt Temple were hit hard, the Seven Orifices spurted blood, and they were about to fall, and their eyes flashed with a light of incomparable despair;

"Alien reptile, stop me!" a roar suddenly came from behind the black hair.

Hei Mao was stunned for a moment, and the spear raised above froze in the air, and slowly turned around.

I saw Wu Que glaring at Hei Mao angrily, raising the long sword in his hand high, and slowly walking towards Hei Mao step by step.

"Chirp ......" Feeling the fluctuations caused by Wu Que's weak spatial power, Hei Mao couldn't help but look up and laugh again.

In the midst of laughter, Hei Mao turned his head and ignored it, and with a "poof", the spear in his hand had pierced Yuming's head again.

"Huh!" Blood arrows erupted from the Yuming Seven Apertures, the temple was hit hard, and the spatial power that could be gathered was greatly reduced, and under the oppression of the powerful spatial power of the black hair, he couldn't support it.

In the distance, Lan Ji and Thorn Head Hill's faces all flashed with despair: even Yuming can't be spared, let alone them?

Hei Mao raised his spear again, and just as he was about to stab it hard, his body suddenly sank, and a strange coolness instantly swept over his body.

It turned slowly again, looking at the small figure that was still slowly walking towards it with its sword in hand.

Step after step, Wu Que left a deep pit on the ground with each step, and with each step, his breath increased by one point.

This breath changed from the cool breeze of early autumn to the bitter west wind of late autumn, and then intensified into the biting cold wind of early winter, and then quickly climbed, like the whistling wind that swept everything in the depths of winter......

Jiudu, Lan Ji, and Thorn Head Qiu also felt the astonishing change in Wu Que's breath, and they were all looking at him with dull faces under their extreme surprise.

Black Fur involuntarily let go of Yuming, Sky Bear, and Thunderbolt, and under the impetus of the powerful spatial force, the bodies of Yuming, Sky Bear, and Thunderbolt shot arrows, crashing into the rubble and debris that stood in their way, leaving three blood mist in the air.

The irrepressible fear continued to rise from the bottom of Hei Mao's heart, and its entire temple trembled in the sea of knowledge, and the spatial fluctuations caused by this were like huge waves, rolling up all the rubble and debris around it and pushing it into the distance.

It is just a pure god, why is there such a powerful destructive coercion!? Hei Mao clenched the spear in his hand tightly, his narrow eyes staring at Wu Que, and the eyes of heaven rotated violently.

"Chirp, crawler, come on, use all your strength!" Black Mao let out a sharp scream, shook his body, and rushed towards Wu Que, who was still walking slowly towards him.

Wu Que stopped suddenly, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly opened.

The unimaginable aura of destruction, like a flood that burst the embankment, burst out from Wu Quetian's eyes and rushed towards Heimao.

The irrepressible wave of fear completely submerged the black hair, and its temple trembled, and the gathered spatial power was instantly loosened, and the speed of the forward rush was sharply reduced.

At this moment, the evolution of one of Wu Que's three yang anchors finally reached the last moment.

"Click!" the light of destruction flashed mercilessly in the anchor world.

The sword in Wu Que's hand suddenly flew out, bringing up an incomparably mysterious light curtain and slashing towards the black hair.

"Chirp--" The black hair couldn't help but let out a terrifying scream, and the eye of heaven instantly rotated to the limit, and his six hands tightly grasped the black spear, stabbing at the long sword light curtain.

The black-haired spear also pierced out a black light, and in the black light, you can see the majestic mountains and the surging rivers, which is its full shot!

The light curtain brought up by Wu Que's long sword suddenly also had a vision: the light curtain was divided into two halves, one side was dazzling and as hot as the sun, and the other side was endless and dark as an abyss.

This extremely bright and extremely dark long sword light curtain, but between flashes of thought, entangled with each other, conjuring up an infinite avenue, and then the heavens and the earth opened, the stars were bright, the mountains were uplifted, the rivers fell, and all things grew......

I am the tiny reptile! I am the smoke and dust that disappears with the wind! Looking at Wu Que's indescribable sword blankly, Jiudu, Lan Ji and Thorn Head Qiu just want to prostrate on the ground and bow down!

"Huh!" There seemed to be a soft sound, and there seemed to be nothing, Wu Que's long sword and the black hairy spear finally collided together!