The Hanling Pavilion is ninety-nine floors high, and the impact of the vitality that caused this earth-shattering collapse is almost above 10,000 zhang, and the most important vitality is deliberately diverted from the first layer, and the more than 10,000 monks below work together to resist, and finally escape safely, but this extremely famous pavilion in Shenzhou cannot escape the doom of a crash. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

For thousands of princes, this collapse was nothing, they just stared at the smoke-filled ruins, at the figure standing in the sky, their expressions were shocked, and their expressions were full of disbelief.

Although the collapse of the Cold Spirit Pavilion was not caused by Ling Xue alone, there was no doubt that among the five heroes above the dome, Ling Xue was the most unexpected.

The monks who came to this meeting, who had not heard of Ling Xue's astonishing sword on the weak water side of the Mirror Sea Country, some people admired it abnormally, and often praised it, and naturally some people questioned Ling Xue's sword path of a small cultivator of the God Refining Realm, thinking that everything was just a statement that his subordinates were defeated in order to decorate their weakness, after all, the more invincible the description of demon girls, the more respectable their heroism became.

However, seeing Ling Xue's unsheathed sword and returned sheath sword today, these thousands of monks, no matter what they thought before, only the word awe was left in their hearts at this moment.

Guan Hongdie looked at the red figure in the smoke and dust in the sky, this puppet as a killing machine rarely showed a somewhat complicated look, seven points of resentment, three points of envy, and said to himself: "Master, I'm afraid that this kind of sword is the sword you are talking about." ”

Ling Xue stood calmly in the void, without a sword in his hand, but in the eyes of everyone, it was better than a thousand swords on his side.

Her fair face is a little paler, and the consumption of using the dragon sword is still as amazing as ever, and now with the use of the last two styles of the sword technique, the swallowing of the demon yuan's two qi is even more shocking, Rao is her demon body is now huge, but between such a simple retraction, it has been consumed seven or eight out of ten.

"The carp jumped over the dragon gate at one time, which is really amazing. This world is not small to say, but big is actually not big, but on the bright side, there are indeed not many people who are your opponents with a sword. ”

Jiang Yue didn't pay attention to the body that gradually shattered and revealed the thunder that was dancing within, but stared at Ling Xue and said, "What realm are you in now?"

After the demon awakened, he had already jumped out of the six reincarnations, and even his cultivation was difficult to see, everyone present, even the strongest True Emperor Yan Huihong and Wushuang Emperor Ji Wushuang couldn't see through Ling Xue's current cultivation, this was really something that everyone wanted to know, but they didn't know, and unconsciously the field was quiet again, and everyone was waiting for the answer of the beautiful woman in the air.

Ling Xue didn't disappoint everyone, and said softly: "Late stage of the satin soul." ”

The audience was in an uproar, and countless gasping voices rang out.

It turns out that it is not a supernatural power!

In the sea of people, a tall red-eyed man with a faint mark of the bones between his eyebrows looked at this scene in the air from afar, his eyes showing a complicated color.

In the end, he still hasn't caught up with her, even if he gets the inheritance of the Great Emperor of Xuanyuan City, the gap between him and her is still expanding.

The fist clenched tightly, and the spin loosened again.

Jiang Yue's feelings for thousands of years have not been as much as today's day, and he said slowly: "The world has really changed, I admit that I lost." ”

After saying this, his body completely disintegrated.

It's just that when everyone thought he was going to die, it was a shock from heaven and earth, and a body suddenly condensed again.

This time, his face was extremely pale, and he bowed respectfully to Yan Huihong, the Red Spirit True Emperor in the distance, and said, "Yan True Emperor, I owe you a life." ”

The glass lamp of the past life shone with a strange and mysterious halo, Yan Huihong gently pinched the bamboo and wood ends hanging with the glass lamp in his hand, his shawl and black hair danced lightly, and said indifferently: "It's just a gesture, it's not worth mentioning." You're seriously injured now, so go ahead of you, and I'll stay behind. ”

The puppet of the past life substitutes the life of the dead and turns the tide of things, what a strange and unpredictable means.

Gongsun Quan glanced at Yan Huihong deeply, at this moment he and Ji Wushuang clone decided the battle with one move, and he had already suffered a lot of injuries, and at this moment, he looked at Yan Huihong and Ji Wushuang's appearance after the confrontation, and only at this moment did he really understand the huge gap between himself and Yan Huihong, thinking of the arrogant thoughts that he originally expected to be comparable to him, he couldn't help but feel a little afraid, just like others, they all underestimated this imperial dragon who had been dormant in Shenzhou for thousands of years.

As if noticing Gongsun Quan's gaze, Yan Huihong turned his gaze, looked back at him, and said, "Burning the sky, you also go first." ”

Gongsun Quan took a deep breath and said, "Thank you." ”

In an instant, the two emperors had disappeared into the sky, leaving only Yan Huihong alone, he looked at Ling Xue Ji Wushuang and the others calmly, and said, "To be honest, you two young people, it really opened the eyes of me, a half-dead person. Now, as a reward for the exchange of courtesies, it's time for me to open your eyes. ”

When the words fell, all the wind and rain were completely solidified, and the glass lamp in his hand became more and more dazzling.

Ling Xueying's gaze began to become solemn.

Ji Wushuang's two clones also began to gather momentum.

Yan Huihong was not in a hurry to make a move, but said as if talking to himself: "Ji Wushuang, have you really seen the real emperor angry, except for Huang Xingyuan's fortune teller, I'm afraid there is none? ”

A light suddenly appeared in everyone's hearts in an instant.

It's like a nightmare.

In the silence, the flames in the glass lamp burned more and more, but they did not feel any temperature, but they could make people feel the danger of suffocation. This is the true Hellfire from the Nine Hells.

The sound of sneering began to sound, and the waves of dead silence suddenly dispersed and surged wildly, evaporating all things in heaven and earth into countless white mist.

The space could not withstand this heat wave, shattering and burning pieces of the black and boundless void, as if nothing in this world could stop its steps, and this amazing sea of fire immediately burned to the feet of the two of them.

Ji Wushuang finally changed his complexion and said, "Ling Xue, you go down first, I'll deal with it here." ”

Ling Xue glanced at him, although he was unwilling, but he understood that if he used another sword, he would exhaust his demon yuan and two qi, and the situation would be uncontrollable in the future, so he immediately smiled and said, "Then I'm welcome." ”

said to walk, as soon as the lotus step moved, it disappeared into the sky.

With a bang, at the moment when Ling Xue left, Ji Wushuang's two doppelganger Immortal Yuan Qi burned wildly, and the image of the 300,000-li Immortal Court became more and more obvious, casting a majestic immortal technique to block Yan Huihong's glazed flame. (To be continued.) )