The sun is shining, and the momentum is soaring to the sky.

The eight Li Mubai bloomed with supreme immortal light, and his body was even more like a dream bubble, and it was confusing...

'Sneer...'

Suddenly, they trembled at the same time, and they were eight into eight...

Above the heavenly dome, sixty-four dreamy shadows appeared in an instant, overlapping in the direction of the eight desolations, firmly enclosing Wang Yi in the middle, but the speed did not weaken.

The waves are endless, filling the void.

Heaven and earth are in a state of collapse.

According to legend, in ancient times, the 'Ten Thousand Immortal Great Array' had crushed countless Daluo Golden Immortals and pierced the endless expanse.

The Flying Immortals outside the sky are also the eyes of the array, and their power can be imagined.

God blocks and kills God, and the fairy comes to punish the immortal.

At this moment, Kyushu Tianjiao is all stupid.

This... This Nima...

Tianjiao, who was at the forefront, felt awe-inspired, and his burning body was in pain, but he finally reacted, turned around and left, and no longer dared to underestimate him.

Next comes the second layer, the third layer...

Within three breaths, they were all evacuated.

And Wang Yi is deep in the core, and the pressure is naturally a hundred times heavier than outside.

"Damn!"

He gritted his steel teeth, unwilling to admit it, and had to admit it.

This guy is very strong...

Wang Yi stared at the phantom outside the sky, slowly raised his right hand, closed his five fingers, and shook his fist in the sky.

'Bang'

The bracers exploded, turning into thousands of copper gases, floating between heaven and earth.

They are self-organized in the void, affecting the mysteries of the present and the ancient.

'Crackling...'

After a series of crisp sounds...

Bronze armor and red tassels, four elephants ask the sky.

The four yellow flags behind them shook in the wind, telling the ancient and modern dynasties.

More than 100 zhang away, the demons in the two states were stunned.

This is... Divine Treasure Suit?

Wait a minute...

Suddenly, their faces became very exciting.

Those four words are...

The simplified Chinese characters in the secular world are slightly different from those in the cultivation realm, but these demons can still be understood in seconds.

Nima!

Do I really love my wife?

This... This guy...

Looking at the field again, Wang Yi's face did not change, his left hand held a stick, and his right arm shook violently at his side.

'Coax'

The red flame rose, and the ten-zhang red wind meandered out, whistling and expansive.

This is an invincible force, and the power of the gods is soaring.

And at the moment...

"Immortals!"

Li Mubai finally shouted the last word.

The sixty-four phantoms suddenly stopped, and at the same time held the silver sword in their hearts, held the handle in their right hand, and reached out two fingers in their left hand, pointing at the vein gate of their right wrist.

Each phantom exudes a colorful glow, mysterious and extraordinary.

This side of the void fell into a dead silence.

'Whew...'

Suddenly, the upper body of the first eight phantoms sank, and they fell straight down, and when their bodies flattened the void, their whole bodies spun at high speed.

'Sneer...'

In an instant, the eight spiral phantoms shattered the sky and strangled towards Wang Yi, which was cold and extraordinary.

'Whew...'

The last eight phantoms also moved, and they spun vertically, across the vastness, and swept away.

After that came the third wave, the fourth wave...

The killing intent alternates and seems endless.

"It's good to come!"

Wang Yi clenched the wishful stick with both hands, his eyes flashed with terrifying thunderbolts, and he yelled at the sky: "Chaotiankun!"

In a flash...

'Sneer...'

The bronze armor is red and the wind is fantastic, and the wishful stick dances into a mountain, undulating, and the general trend is soaring to the sky...

One stick towards Ling, two or three breaks, four together, five elements annihilation, six souls and seven spirits, the power to punish the immortals...

'Ding-ding... Oooo Ding...'

Suddenly, the sound of sticks and swords clashing came and went...

Wang Yi turned into a tornado, wantonly shuttling through the 'Flying Immortals', facing the peerless storm.

The storm was raging, and the river and ocean were overturned.

The sun and the moon are dusty...

The tragedy of the painting scroll is too difficult to describe.

At this moment, whether it is the demons of Liangzhou or the Tianjiao of Kyushu, they are all too stupid to be stupid anymore, their mouths are dry, and their expressions are frozen.

This... This is also an exaggeration...

'Whew...'

The fierce light produced by the wind was too turbulent, and although they were a hundred feet away, they were still not immune to its influence, and their movements were unstable.

About 1 minute later...

The last layer of phantoms moved, and they actually stepped in the air, wandering around the vast expanse in the direction of gossip, tossing and turning.

And in the distorted void, there is a mysterious chain of order, which is self-organized and outlined, pulling Xiao Xiao.

In the phantom, Li Mubai's deity shouted: "Break it for me..."

'Sneer...'

The Gangfeng sword rain is too dense, it is endless, and the vastness is boundless.

This kind of terrifying killing machine, let alone the Yuanying powerhouse, is the old monster of the Divine Skill Realm, and it will also be ruthlessly crushed.

It's horrible.

"Husband..."

The fairies below also exclaimed.

Their eyesight is so high, they naturally know it well, and they can't help but be frightened.

Wang Yi's cultivation is on the first floor of Yuanying, and Li Mubai is on the third floor, and he is the body of 'real gold', so after the former sacrificed the battle armor, the strength of the two sides is much different.

But the power of the flying immortals outside the sky is too strong, and it is the strongest killing array in ancient times, which originates from the 'Tongtian Sect Master', and it is by no means a wasted name.

Therefore, the fairies really have no bottom in their hearts.

'Snort...'

Suddenly, Wang Yi, who was in a flicker, rose to the sky, held a stick in both hands, slammed it into the void, and shouted: "Give it to me!"

'Hum... Coax...'

The void trembled violently, and a large ripple erupted at the bottom of the Ruyi stick, sweeping out like a flood, pushing the Liuhe Eight Desolations horizontally.

The supreme divine needle, the dynasty is determined.

'Sneer...'

This divine power was so amazing that the approaching phantoms suddenly couldn't bear it and flew sideways one after another.

"Fire clouds chasing the sun..."

Li Mubai roared, forced himself to stabilize his body, pulled the last seven phantoms, and went upstream.

The eight sword rays were like a deep-sea swimming dragon, piercing towards the opponent's throat, incomparably awe-inspiring.

Wang Yi suddenly raised his right hand, leaned behind him, and twitched.

'Roar'

In an instant, a brutal roar rushed straight into the sky.

Tiger roars five mountains.

Wang Yi's muscles and muscles trembled, and the 'White Tiger' spear suddenly bloomed, threatening to ask the vastness of the world.

Lingyun robbery technique - rainstorm pear blossom.

'Ding... Wow... Poof...'

The seven phantoms couldn't dodge, or flew sideways, or were pierced by bone spears...

Li Mubai himself found an opportunity, and came with a sword, as fast as lightning.

Wang Yi felt a flash of silver light in front of him, and the chill had already arrived, and his heart was shocked, and he hurriedly turned his head sideways.

'Bang'

Blood splattered, and a sword mark was cut on the right side of his face, and the length of his fingers was very shocking.

"Kill beautifully!"

Wang Yi had flowers on his face, but he suddenly laughed, like a nervous disorder.

It turned out that his wildness was completely stimulated.

The two staggered, Li Mubai suddenly certain, suddenly turned around, and was about to kill again...

'Whew'

At the moment of the calcium carbide firelight, Wang Yi's shoulders sank, and his arms probed forward.

'Poof...'

The spear edge of the 'White Tiger' pierced into Li Mubai's left shoulder, and blood suddenly splattered...

"What?"

Li Mubai was shocked, hurriedly raised his left hand, pressed the spear body, and wanted to break free.

"Hey..."

Wang Yi smiled and raised his arm vigorously.

Li Mubai's whole body was shocked, and he was led to the void by the bone spear, completely unable to help himself.

After holding the other party, Wang Yi did not stop, and turned his right arm vigorously.

'Whew... Whew...'

Li Mubai drew an arc in the void, the wound on his shoulder was cracked open by force, and the blood was bleeding...

"Damn!"

He yelled, trying to get away, but his muscles and bones were pierced, and he couldn't do it.

After more than 10 seconds, Li Mubai's handsome face became more and more pale, and the 'audience' outside Baizhang gradually sobered up.

The demons in the two states were full of horror, and the 'divine sparrow' was the worst.

Flying Immortals... Broken?

Really?

"Bastard... Stop it!"

Suddenly, a coquettish cry appeared, full of decibels.

Shao Mengyun moved, she suddenly sacrificed a thunderbolt king knife with a fiery red body, and rushed straight towards Wang Yi.

(End of chapter)