The stars are shining brightly, the seven big stars of Shenhua are high in the nine heavens, and the galaxy is like a belt around it, and countless small stars rise and fall in it, and the galaxy flows, and they also follow the circle.

The huge star map stretched, covering the sky, the rumbling sound shook the sky, and the stars shook together, as if they could turn the heavens!

At this moment, the huge star map suddenly trembled violently, the seven stars were bright and uncertain, and the small stars around them were falling like dumplings. The sea of stars is boiling like a pot of oil, rolling up thousands of waves, and it is like an evil dragon turning over the river and the sea in it, disrupting the world, and the entire star map is almost upside down.

The next moment, the white-clothed Su Heng, who had returned to the position of the primordial god, also killed with a gun, and with a bang, it was like a boulder falling into the river, and his figure went straight into it.

Then, the starlight condensed into bands splashed in all directions, and the large array was covered in chaos and haze.

The monks tilted their heads and kept an eye on the changes there.

This battle tugged at everyone's heartstrings. What kind of ending will the innate Yuan Magnetic True Body duel against the Seven Sons of the Big Dipper?

Time passed little by little, and gradually, a small number of people seemed to sense something, and their faces became extremely ugly. Among the spectators, more monks quietly retreated, and the Peng Bird glanced at the black coffin, and the two of them were invariably powerful, but they did not want to deal with anyone, but to flee from this place.

Now, even masters of their level can't sit still. The strength of the Innate Yuan Magnetic True Body was beyond everyone's expectations, and if you don't leave at this time, you may never be able to leave.

Stay in the green mountains without fear of no firewood, there are many ancient battlefield relics and artifacts, there is no shortage of opportunities that can make people climb to the sky in one step, as long as they are alive, there will be a chance to find the field in the future. As soon as they thought of this, the two did not hesitate to follow the example of His Highness the Golden Crow.

Linghuan and Lan Yu hurriedly intervened to stop it, but Peng Bird was extremely fast, and his strength was superb, and he wanted to leave at the moment, and there were really not many monks of the same generation who could stop it in the world.

In this regard, Lingphantom did not force it, turned around and joined another battlefield, and suppressed the sleeping coffin with Lan Yu.

Seeing this, the sleeping coffin priest was so angry that the three corpses jumped violently, and the coffin board couldn't be suppressed, and in his heart, he greeted the eighteenth generation of Pengniao ancestors. It fought back bravely, but how could it be the opponent of the two women, and it was in danger under the joint efforts of the two Daozi.

Peng Bird's head did not look back, and it was about to disappear into the sky, when suddenly the starlight broke open, and a huge black shadow fell out of it.

Peng Bird felt something in his heart, and couldn't help but glance back, and the next moment, his eyes stood up, his eyes were bloodshot, and his sharp gaze was full of violent killing intent, almost condensed into substance.

"Boom...... Boom ......"

The bird looks up to the sky and roars, its voice is sad and desolate, and anyone can feel its grief and anger.

No one spoke, and there was silence in the four fields, but all the monks could understand Kunpeng's mood, because what fell out of the star array was the corpse of a Peng bird!

As we all know, the Kunpeng clan only sent one clan member to participate in this ancient battlefield hegemony battle, and that was Kunpeng. So, where did this Peng corpse come from? Who did it fall out of, Su Heng or the Seventh Son of the Big Dipper?

This question not only haunted the minds of the monks, but also was something that Kunphong was eager to know.

In order to find out the truth, it no longer fled far away, but hovered at the end of the sky, flying back and forth, and from time to time its eyes looked at the Peng corpse on the ground, wanting to step forward and take it away, but it was worried.

After a few moments, it couldn't hold back any longer, and its wings fluttered, flashing like a flash.

At this moment, the star array roared with a loud bang, and two vague shadows slashed head-on from both directions, provoking six big stars one after another on the way, and the last shot and sword stabbed at the last big star at the same time......

Rumble!

The big star shattered, the violent divine power fluctuations surged, the stars were chaotic, and seven figures flew out of the sea of stars at the same time.

"The Seven Sons of the Big Dipper have been defeated!" someone exclaimed, drawing an end to this dragon and tiger fight.

The incarnation of the god of war stepped into the body of the white-clothed Su Heng in one step, the three bodies were one, Su Heng's feet flashed, and Kun Peng stopped in front of the Peng corpse one step first, and without saying a word, the falling god feather brushed forward.

Kunpeng's qualifications are extremely high, but his realm is not as good as Su Heng, so he had to give up Peng's corpse when he saw this, and the two wings flapped out of the scope of the divine light.

"Is it you?" it glared back at Su Heng.

Su Heng naturally understood what the other party was referring to, and said calmly: "It was the master of your Kunpeng clan more than a thousand years ago, and he was trapped in order to take the World Tree, and finally died in my hands. ”

As soon as the conversation changed, he looked at Kunpong and said forcefully, "What? Do you want to avenge it?"

"Boom...... Boom ...... "Qumphon screamed even more sadly.

"Noise!"

Su Heng snorted coldly, and was about to kill this demon, but suddenly his expression changed slightly, and he slapped his backhand at the seven sons of the Big Dipper, who were sluggish.

Almost at the same time as he made his move, the void in front of the Big Dipper cracked, and a curtain stretched out from it, and then like a waterfall falling, hanging in the sky, blooming with brilliance. When you look closely, it's hazy inside, and you can't see anything except for a mist of mist.

However, at the moment when the "curtain" appeared, the palm that was originally slapped towards the Big Dipper suddenly changed its trajectory and fell dozens of feet away from it.

It happened without warning, but for some reason, everyone didn't feel the slightest sense of abruptness, as if the situation should have been going in this direction.

In the dark, it seems that Su Heng's palm will fail, and it is also destined that the Seven Sons of the Big Dipper will escape.

This is a fixed number, and it is also a fate, and it cannot be changed!

"Destiny Picture Scroll ......" The Phantom Xiu in the distance frowned slightly, and said softly: "It's him here." ”

As soon as the words fell, the picture of fate trembled slightly, and then a young man walked out of it.

It was really a person who walked out of the painting, wearing a blue shirt and a folding fan, inconspicuous and traceless, chic as a fairy, poetic and picturesque, like a dream and like a fantasy. Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world, even if he exhausts all the gorgeous words in the world, it seems that he can't describe it.

The young man in the blue shirt walked slowly, handsome and extraordinary, calm and free, whether it was appearance or temperament, he was the best choice. Such a flawless man makes many people a little ashamed of themselves.

However, Su Heng felt a faint anger from this person!

He ascended to the sky and came to the blue-shirted young man, and the two stood in the air, looking at each other from afar.

An invisible aura was formed, with the two of them as the center, and the pressure within a radius of 100 zhang increased suddenly, becoming a forbidden land.

Neither of the two spoke, just confronted each other silently, at that moment, in their eyes, everything around them seemed to disappear, the world was so big, only each other remained. The breeze blew their clothes, and the blue shirts and white clothes flickered, adding to the ethereal atmosphere of dust, as if they were about to transcend the red dust and fly away at any time.

Although they are two men, because of their excellent appearance and aura temperament, they have become the most beautiful scenery in heaven and earth. At this moment, even the Qing'er, Lingfang, and Irise, etc., which are beautiful and fragrant, seem to be overshadowed by it.

The two of them have become the center of this world.

Many people were speculating about the identity of the blue-shirted young man, and at this moment, Su Heng was the first to speak.

"Child of Destiny, we meet again. ”

His tone was flat, but one stone stirred up a thousand waves.

The child of fate? The one who rescued the Seven Sons of the Big Dipper was actually the most mysterious Daozi of the Protoss-the Son of Destiny?!

The crowd rioted again, and the child of fate was born, but it seemed to be on the opposite side of the real body, and the situation that everyone thought was going to end was going to make waves again?

Many people are excited, looking forward to what kind of sparks will collide between the two.

Only Qing'er and Lingphante sensed that something was wrong, and the latter whispered, "He called him the Child of Destiny......"

Without waiting for her to think about it, the blue-shirted young man replied: "Unbelievable, you have come to this point, fighting more than ten of your peers Tianjiao alone with the strength of one person, the innate Yuan Magnetic True Body...... It's so majestic. ”

"Ten months ago, Your Excellency forced back ten disciples of my evil path and killed one person, who can stand out from the limelight?" Su Heng asked rhetorically, seemingly touting the other party, but he pointed out the identity of the other party in a few words, and let everyone understand the grievances between the two sides.

Sure enough, when the blue-shirted young man heard this, he immediately showed a different color, "Are you so sure, I'm not Mu Yunfeng?"

"It can't be fake, it can't be fake. Su Heng's tone was neither salty nor light.

The blue-shirted young man shook his head, "I once said that Mu Yunfeng is me, and I am Mu Yunfeng." He is a child of destiny, and I am also a child of destiny, but at the same time, we are not really children of destiny......"

He said like a tongue twister, and everyone was confused, "You don't know the way of fate, how can you solve it?" It's just that it's him, it's me, it doesn't matter anymore. ”

Su Heng frowned, and didn't refute it like last time, and after a while, he suddenly smiled, "I have to agree with the last sentence you said, it's you who is you, it really doesn't matter." ”

After a while, he asked again, "Do you want to protect the seven of them?"

The blue-shirted young man said calmly: "If you want to kill them, I will protect them." ”

Su Heng nodded, didn't say anything more, and with a flick of the silver gun in his hand, the white light in place flashed, and his figure had disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already approaching the other party with a gun, and the tip of the spear was pointed at the eyebrows of the blue-shirted young man.

Scratch the surface.

A shot was stabbed, and Su Heng's expression was solemn, and his face was cold. Thinking that at the beginning, in the face of the sharpest instant killing style of the Daping Chaos Technique, the other party just lightly pointed out a finger and resisted the edge of the Heavenly Spear, which left an extremely deep impression on Su Heng.

But this time, he fused the World Tree, and his strength improved by leaps and bounds, and he was no longer what it used to be, the three bodies were one, and he was invincible to the peak Heavenly Immortals who were not the strongest Tianjiao. Su Heng didn't believe that the other party could still despise him like last time!

The truth was just as he thought, the blue-shirted young man saw that the enemy was fierce, and he didn't dare to hold it up like last time, and the picture scroll of fate was condensed in his palm, and he put one hand in front of his forehead and grabbed the cold light of the heavenly spear.

Burst!

With a dull sound, the spear pierced into the scroll of fate, like a silver needle falling from a high altitude into a muddy swamp, and after advancing a certain distance, the indomitable momentum was finally exhausted.

The sharp killing aura carried by the "Dragonfly Dotting Water" style was quickly weakened, Su Heng's expression remained unchanged, his mind moved, and the two-color divine light spread quickly along the barrel of the gun, brushing towards the picture scroll of fate.

He never forgot that in the last encounter, Luo Shenyu had the ability to dissolve part of the power of fate, and at this moment, he naturally wanted to make the best use of it.

At the same time, the Sanssouci Sword also appeared in his left hand, and Su Heng didn't think about it, a sword slashed straight from the side.

Goodbye Falling Shenyu, the light in the eyes of the blue-shirted young man flashed, the fate scroll turned, and suddenly spit out a bone mirror, and the divine glow burst out, shining on the two-color divine light.

At the same time, before the sword fell, he sang a long chant from his mouth, "The sigh of all beings......