Zeyu suffered again and again under the hands of the spirit of the cultivation realm, lost face, and finally became angry, so he began to use a big killing move, and slammed a stick towards the spirit of the cultivation realm. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Under the rage of the Divine Monarch Zeyu, he burst out with amazing might, especially the giant stick in his hand, which stood in the sky and the earth, as heavy as ten thousand pounds, as if under a single blow, anything could collapse and crash into chaos.

A stick up, the world is shocked!

Under the endless compression, a loud noise erupted in the space, like thunder traveling thousands of miles, making people tremble.

Even if it is the spirit of the cultivation realm, it is rare to show a dignified color, and he no longer dares to have any contempt for Ze Yu's existence, and he has changed the superiority at the beginning.

Seeing that Ze was raining fiercely, Liang Ming's hands in his sleeves were constantly changing and pinching, punching out invisible runes one after another without being noticed, and then forming a wonderful Tai Chi pattern in front of him, flying straight towards the spirit of the Xiuzhen Realm, and finally the chrome imprinted on the body of the Spirit of the Xiuzhen Realm.

"Fu Hua Wandao!"

From one symbol, ten thousand ways rotate, immortal and immortal.

From one symbol, heaven and earth have their own affection, colluding with all worlds.

After receiving the Tai Chi pattern, the body of the spirit of the cultivation realm suddenly shone brightly, and the rune light flickered, especially its pair of huge wings, almost every feather on it was covered with runes, and it looked extremely holy, as if all things were inviolable and dusty.

Especially when the giant stick in the hand of Divine Monarch Zeyu smashed down, a pattern composed of runes immediately rose above the head of the spirit of the cultivation realm, and in an instant, it turned into a large world, tightly protecting the spirit of the entire cultivation realm.

"Bang", the stick of Divine Monarch Zeyu finally slashed the small world derived from the spirit of the cultivation realm. Under the powerful blow, a huge sound was emitted, and the violent echo had been echoing throughout the Baicang Ridge, deafening.

Although Zeyu's stick was infinitely powerful, it only shattered the small world formed by the Fu culture on that side, and did not cause harm to the spirit of the cultivation realm. Withstanding the attack of the Divine Monarch Zeyu, the Spirit of the Cultivation Realm rose up in one fell swoop, immediately flapped the pair of huge wings, stood in mid-air, and continued to carefully guard against the Divine Monarch Zeyu, as well as the Hundred Battles Immortal Monarch and the Demon Monarch Wolf Qianhao and others.

Divine Monarch Zeyu has never been a soft-hearted person, seeing that the blow did not work, he did not give up because of this, but continued to wave the giant stick in his hand, and smashed it down on the head of the spirit of the cultivation realm one after another, and the frequent appearance was like striking iron, causing ripples between heaven and earth.

Such as defeating Ge, like walking on the earth, in the face of Ze Yu's repeated attacks, the body of the spirit of the cultivation realm kept flashing with brilliance, and the runes were constantly circulating, offsetting most of the damage for it, but even so, the spirit of the cultivation realm was still under great pressure, and under the attack of the giant stick madman, the body continued to sink.

"Whew......"

Being repeatedly bullied by the Divine Monarch Zeyu, the spirit of the cultivation realm also killed the true fire, roared angrily, and then suddenly raised his head, his huge mouth opened violently, and a monstrous fire erupted.

As soon as this fire appeared, it continued endlessly. In the blink of an eye, I saw the red flames, the red flames enveloping everything in front of me, burning the entire Baicangling into a fireworks, red, and extremely hot.

The fire that erupts from the spirit of the cultivation realm is not the true fire of samadhi, nor is it a wildfire, nor is it the primordial fire born from the drilling of wood by the flint, but a little spiritual fire derived from the transformation of the cultivation realm through eternity, with endless mysteries and supreme power.

As soon as this fire came out, it was really scorching and scorching, and it was red everywhere. It even burned the Divine Monarch Zeyu and the Hundred Battles Immortal Monarch to the point that the chickens and dogs jumped, and the wolves ran suddenly, and they were not at peace for a moment.

"Your uncle!" Divine Monarch Zeyu didn't expect that the spirit of the cultivation realm would suddenly become powerful, and he was burned to the ground, and almost even the red pants he was wearing were burned to the surface. In a fit of rage, he couldn't help but scold the spirit of the cultivation realm.

Who knew that Ze Yu had just scolded, and the spirit of the cultivation realm seemed to be able to understand, and immediately flew towards the god monarch Zeyu, and the fire in his mouth was even more wild, as if he didn't burn Ze Yu to a burn, and he would never stop burning the individual.

Liang Ming couldn't help but smile when he saw the unrelenting look of the spirit of the cultivation realm.

Seeing that the god monarch Zeyu was deflated, this time the demon monarch wolf Qianhao couldn't care about laughing at Zeyu anymore, and hurriedly stepped forward to help, after all, they were all on the side anyway. Jokes aside, when it's time to work together, we have to work together.

"Wolf Howling Autumn Moon!"

As soon as the demon lord wolf Qianhao made a move, he still gave birth to a giant wolf.

Then, with a long howl from the giant wolf, a huge bright moon began behind it.

The bright moon shone brightly, exuding a rich moonlight, as if it had substance, and spread towards the sea of fire like a waterdrop, trying to annihilate all the flames spewed out by the spirit of the cultivation realm.

On the other side, the Hundred Battles Immortal Monarch was also not idle, and it was still a simple punch, attacking the spirit of the Cultivation Realm from behind.

This punch was very slow when it was shot, even to the extreme, but the killing intent hidden on the fist accumulated into a mountain, and soon formed a huge shadow in the sky, fiercely pressing down towards the spirit of the cultivation realm.

Hundred Battles God Fist, clumsy in work. It is worthy of the famous skill of the Hundred Battles Immortal Monarch, even if it is just a simple punch, but it has an unbeatable power to destroy the world. Even if the morale of the spirit of the cultivation realm was high at this time, he didn't dare to ignore it.

The spirit of the cultivation realm, who was facing a lot of pressure, finally had to abandon the Divine Monarch Zeyu and instead tried his best to fight against the Hundred Battles Immortal Monarch and the Demon Monarch Wolf Qianhao.

The relieved god Jun Zeyu finally lost the embarrassment at the beginning, and with a huge stick, he also joined the team besieging the spirits of the cultivation realm.

Facing the combined siege of the three giants of the upper realm, even if the spirit of the cultivation realm received Liang Ming's help, his strength improved a lot, but he was still overstretched and very difficult.

Soon, the spirit of the cultivation realm fell into many crises. Even under the strong attack of the Hundred Battles Immortal Monarch and others, he was even more severely injured, and his body was scarred everywhere, and he was weaker and weaker for a while.

Liang Ming knew that at this time, even if he was secretly helping the spirit of the cultivation realm and injecting the power of the rune into the spirit of the cultivation realm, it would still be useless, after all, the three upper realm giants were doing their best to suppress the spirit of the cultivation realm.

Don't look at the current Hundred Battles Immortal Monarch, Divine Monarch Zeyu, and Demon Monarch Wolf Qianhao are cooperating seamlessly, but once the spirit of the cultivation realm no longer has the power to resist, these three people will immediately turn their faces and snatch the spirit of the cultivation realm.

"Brother, we're ready to go!"

Seeing that the spirit of the cultivation realm had declined, and he was about to be unable to resist the suppression of the Hundred Battles Immortal Monarch and others, the Demon Emperor Young Emperor Lin Gang knew that the time was ripe, and immediately shouted at Liang Ming.