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Sakura Hung Demon Venerable died, along with his companions. () Please search to see the most complete | new and fastest

Unfortunately, until the moment of the self-explosion, they did not see the peeling nails of the boy in white.

But their death was not worthless, they dragged the Skypulse Watcher for a whole day**!

The shock wave of the demon's self-detonation swept through the entire island, and the hovering pillar of light outside the holy ruins twisted strangely, like a tornado swaying from side to side.

On the translucent wall of light, infinite illusions flowed, and countless terrifying lightning bolts bloomed from the surface, tearing through the layers of images, spreading down, injecting violent energy into the depths of the Youluo Sea.

Following the cracks of these lightning bolts, the black sea water has poured into the pillar of light!

The black countercurrents, like black poisonous snakes, wrapped around the surface of the pillar of light, spiraled upward, and the light in the holy ruins suddenly dimmed.

Xuanyuan Yannian's clothes had become sparse, mixed with flesh and blood, miserable, his chest and back, in several cracked blood holes, and even the wriggling internal organs could be seen.

However, the crown on his head never fell off, and was stubbornly entangled under his jaw by two blood-stained straps.

The white school of the old sword ghost's sword spirit transformation has shrunk to the size of a palm, and the sword body is full of cracks, and the light is dim, like a remnant made of pig iron, so fragile that it will break at any time.

The white-clothed boy's speed was still as fast as lightning, as if it had not been affected in the slightest, and his fingertips continued to release flashing crosses of law, chasing in the air.

"Bang!"

Another law cross ran through Xuanyuan Yannian's thigh, blasting out a fist-sized blood hole.

"Ding!"

A law cross, lightning struck on the sword spirit of the old sword ghost, the white sword body disappeared in an instant, and a few cracks cracked on the sword body, it rolled in the air a few times, then jumped again, and swam towards one side like lightning.

The strength of the god is very complicated, because of his strength in all aspects, and the originally complex human being is like a single-celled creature in front of him.

The power of the god is simple to say, because he is a god!

A clone is so powerful, so what about his body?

The more this is the case, the more he realizes the danger that Xiao Qiang will face in the future, his ancestor Qingxu has failed, and Xiao Qiang must not fail.

Their plan can only succeed, not fail, only by strengthening the sky of the law of the sword, and only by letting the law sky harvest the power of infinite faith, will Xiao Qiang not repeat the mistakes of the ancestors.

The old sword ghost surged with a powerful fighting spirit, and the originally dim white school once again bloomed with light, and one after another extremely powerful sword qi roared towards the white-clothed boy.

The white-clothed boy's eyes were full of indifference, his thoughts flowed instantly, his small hand reached forward, and colored rays of light erupted out, forming a densely intertwined large, instantly binding the sword spirit of the old sword ghost in the center.

Every ray of light was his Origin Divine Power, and if it weren't for the delay for too long, he wouldn't have used his precious Origin Power at all.

Powerful divine power was injected into the white school, and the sword spirit of the old sword ghost was shattered, and the broken school trembled violently, and the cracks on the surface became deeper and deeper.

The old sword ghost sadly found that under this powerful origin divine power, his sword spirit was completely restrained, and he couldn't even explode himself!

"Old Sword Ghost, go die!" Just as the boy in white was smiling, ready to completely wipe out the sword spirit of the old sword ghost, suddenly, a cyan light and shadow flew towards him like lightning.

"And you, old thing<=".!" The boy in white glanced at his eyes, and his other small hand reached forward, and countless colored lights flew through, penetrating Xuanyuan Yannian's body, nailing him to the spot like a specimen.

Sensing the flow of Xuanyuan Yannian's divine personality, the boy in white couldn't help frowning, and said coldly: "Don't you want to follow the example of the ancients and die with the crown, and this seat will fulfill you!"

While speaking, he grabbed Xuanyuan Yannian's small hand and made a sudden effort, his arm swelled, and his palm instantly penetrated Xuanyuan Yannian's eyebrows, and he grabbed the pseudo-godhead out.

With a bang, the boy in white suddenly exerted his strength, and with his incomparably strong divine power, Xuanyuan Yannian's godhead was pinched and exploded.

Xuanyuan Yannian's face was blurred with flesh and blood, the light in his eyes dimmed instantly, he trembled, sat down cross-legged, struggled to raise his hand, and lifted the tattered crown of his head, leaving a stain of blood.

When he saw a piece of blackened nails falling from the fingertips of the boy in white, a strange look flashed in the old man's eyes, and life was also frozen at that moment.

Ancestors of the Xuanyuan family, the old man finally has the courage to meet you!

The old sword ghost looked at Xuanyuan Yannian, who was dying in the crown, his heart was full of sadness and sentimentality, and he also saw his fate from Xuanyuan Yannian's body.

However, at this moment, an incomparably powerful sword light pierced through the distorted pillar of light, passed through the fluctuating space, and flew towards the white-clothed boy with a devastating power.

The boy in white couldn't help but be moved, and his figure flashed instantly, dodging the terrifying sword light.

However, at this moment, a pale yellow ripple suddenly spread out from under his feet, stabbing fiercely into the colorful large.

Airplanes!

The big one who was remotely controlled by the boy in white trembled violently, and there was a momentary loosening.

At that moment, the sword spirit of the old sword ghost circled, cut off a cyan light, and finally broke free, flying out like lightning.

In the distorted light curtain, Xiao Qiang stood tall like a standard, holding a sword in one hand, looking at the white-clothed boy with cold eyes, and penetrated the light curtain without hurry, and entered the holy ruin world.

The boy in white gave up the pursuit of the old sword ghost, looked at the person who came in surprise, and suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled: "Xiao Qiang, you have finally appeared!"

At the same time, there were also four Sword Pavilion elders, four people, and four swords, forming a powerful sword formation, protecting the sword spirit of the old sword ghost.

"Xiao Qiang, be careful, he still has three fingernails!" The old sword ghost didn't care about healing, and hurriedly sent out a thought towards Xiao Qiang.

His heart was angry and helpless, according to the plan, Xiao Qiang should not appear here, if Xiao Qiang made a mistake, everything would be over.

But if Xiao Qiang didn't show up, he might have died just now, and the Heavenly Vein Watcher, who had three fingernails left, also had the strength to kill Xiao Qiang, it was only a matter of time.

Xiao Qiang nodded imperceptibly, looked at the dead Xuanyuan Yannian with calm eyes, bowed his head and saluted: "Old man, offended!"

With that, he instantly summoned the laws of the earth, and countless stones protected Xuanyuan Yannian's body, and then he put it into the storage space.

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