The power of light occupies an absolute advantage in speed, but the gathering power of light energy is far less than destruction, the instantaneous destructive power of fire and wind, light and heat is not fatal, if it is the light divine power of the Bright Martial God, it is definitely different, the speed is not reduced, laser diffraction, destructive power, and destroys withering and decaying!

Leng Qianqiu intended to thwart Zi Xiu through a war of attrition, helplessly, the explosive power of the destruction system combined with the windless realm of the Seven Kills Sword Technique, the instantaneous attack was too powerful.

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Last time, the angry lark saw Leng Qianqiu in front of the Seven Killing Sword Technique, and he was actually deflated, and he smiled: "The kid of the Destruction Department is really an immortal talent, and the Meteor Nine Swords are so proficient, my Divine Sword Mountain admires the five bodies to the ground!"

The floating god on the side, playing with his eight-character beard, smiled in response: "Not only you Shenjian Mountain, but also my Liu Jianmen is ashamed!"

The lark pointed at Qianhua behind him, and reprimanded coldly: "Qianhua, have you seen it, your triple attack meteor nine sword took 10 seconds, and it only took 9 seconds for others, after you go back, immediately go to the Broken Intestine Cliff to practice behind closed doors, when to practice within 8 seconds, when to come out!"

"Disciple obeys!" Qianhua's face was solemn, and the first sister was in a complicated mood now.

Leng Yuezen was always unmoved, and said coldly: "Destruction, familiar taste." ”

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Leng Qianqiu disappeared above the dark clouds, and no one knew what he was going to do.

Whew!

The wind is blowing!

Wow!

The downpour, the storm is coming, the bean-sized raindrops are connected into a string, falling from the sky, and the Phoenix Terrace, under the knocking of the raindrops, makes a crackling and crisp sound. The hot air cools down instantly, drenching in heavy rain and washing away the world!

Zixiu stood alone in the storm, his clothes soaked, and soon, the rain that did not flow out in time became a puddle of water, soaking his feet.

Bang!

The wind is blowing, the lightning is thundering!

The dark clouds of black oppression were connected together, obscuring the sky and the sun, and the whole sky was darkened, and the day was like night!

Suddenly, a circle of light flashed directly above the Phoenix Terrace, and the sky gradually opened up!

Boom!

The purple holy light fell from the sky, and the Phoenix Terrace was once again shrouded in light!

This time it was different, the purple light passed through everything, the power of pure light, and the energy in it was not only light and heat, but also the oppression of the primordial gods, and the soul attack!

Purple light!

The heavy rain was like a note, and the purple pillar of light shrouded the Phoenix Terrace, Zi Xiu looked up at the sky, his eyes were slightly closed, and he felt an unprecedented soul oppression, different from Yu Shenwei's silence, more precisely, this is a threat!

With the help of the wings of divine light, Leng Yueqiu flew to a height of 10,000 meters, intercepting a kind of holy light, purple light, purple light with soul attack! Purple light trick, a kind of light attribute martial art, is in the air of 10,000 meters, absorbing the purple light in nature, purple light naturally has the attribute of soul attack, it is an extremely terrifying light energy.

Soul attack, it is difficult to defend with normal means, and only the soul power of the soul or the divine power of the martial god can resist this kind of attack!

Leng Qianqiu appeared again, the divine light wings shining in the purple light, and in his hand, it was a purple light source, he was constantly falling, and the purple light source was getting closer and closer to the Phoenix Terrace.

The soul was afraid, and Zixiu's Yuan Shen began to tighten, and he became extremely nervous!

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"Leng Qianqiu used the purple light trick, the soul attacked, Brother Xiu should be careful!" Xiao Su couldn't sit still, and stood up directly, looking at the Phoenix Terrace shrouded in purple light and heavy rain with an uneasy expression!

"What can I do then, will Brother Xiu be in trouble?" Yourou asked eagerly, with a blank face.

"The spontaneous soul differentiation of the destruction system has also made the soul power continuously strengthened, and Brother Xiu's soul power is stronger than that of ordinary martial emperors, but it is hard to say whether he can resist the attack of the purple light jue!" Xiao Su frowned and took a deep breath. ”

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On the Moon Pavilion!

Seeing the purple light, the goddess of the mirror moon looked nervous, and said: "The soul attack of the purple light jue is not a joke, if you don't get it right, your soul will be scattered, and the destruction kid is not ready to surrender, and he is still standing stupidly on the phoenix platform, not wanting to live!"

Lan Xi was even more nervous, his little heart thundered, and he beat hard: "His soul power is stronger than ordinary people, but in the face of the purple light attack, it is still too dangerous!"

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Leng Qianqiu took a pinch of purple light and slowly fell!

The vertical distance between Zixiu and the purple light source was less than two hundred meters left!

Do you stop here, stop here, or give it a go, spare no effort for the sake of the original promise, and climb to the top of the Phoenix Terrace! The heavy rain poured over his body, the purple light oppressed his soul, and now, in his world, there was only a violent wind and a deep fear!

Continue the fight, or disarm and surrender!

He wrung the rain from his face, and his confused gaze began to become resolute and resolute! The rain soaked his clothes, and the clothes were tightly pressed against his skin, very uncomfortable, and at this time, he felt a hard card, and the place where the diaphragm should be against his waist and abdomen was very uncomfortable.

I reached out and touched it, and then I remembered what it was!

Diamond Supreme!

What does this card mean, it means 90 million gold, a lot of money, money that can't be spent in ten lifetimes, people die for money, birds die for food, there is no reason not to fight for this astronomical wealth.

He knew very well in his heart that since Leng Qianqiu had used the Purple Light Technique, he must have struggled last, and in the face of the Purple Light Technique's soul attack, he still had the bottom in his heart, the soul power was not thin on the one hand, and the other was the power of the Thunder God in the Yuan Shen!

The slight power of the thunder god and the divine power generated are nothing compared to the divine power of the real martial god, but it is still very useful to deal with the purple light technique and protect one's soul.

him!

Zixiu gritted his teeth and was determined to kill!

Leng Qianqiu flew above the dark clouds to obtain purple light, and also gave him enough time to rest, turn around the dantian, and gather qi and strength.

He held the Voidless Long Sword in both hands, perpendicular to the sky, attracting all the true power of destruction in the Yuan Infant, the power of destruction rolling like a stream, poured into the sword, and the sword of thought stripped off the Yuan Shen, and the two swords were combined. Zhenli held the wind hostage, forming two whirlwinds under his feet, similar to the principle of the wind wheel, two small whirlwinds, intensifying, enveloping the stagnant water on the phoenix platform, and the water splashed.

Wrath of the Anemo God!

Bang!

Whew!

The strongest blow of the Seven Kills Sword Technique, the wrath of the wind god, sealed the sky in one rage!

The human and the sword are connected as one, the windless realm, the rhythm of the body, the formation of a vacuum compartment, greatly reducing the friction between the body and the air, ten meters per second, like Tissot, facing the purple light, invincible, no regrets!

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"Crazy, isn't this kid going to die?" exclaimed.

"The strongest blow of the Seven Kills Sword Technique, the wrath of the wind god, what I want is this domineering spirit that destroys the sky and destroys the earth!" The lark looked a little excited, seeing Zi Xiu soaring into the sky, he seemed to see the shadow of the son of the wind back then, his eyes lit up, and he smiled happily: "The taste of destruction, I like it too!"

At this time, the cold and cold Leng Yue Zen didn't say a word!

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100,000 people, all with their backs to the sky!

Dripping with heavy rain, brilliant purple light, and black and oppressive sky, a person with a sword on his head soars straight into the sky, without fear or regret!

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"I'm really tired of being alive!" Leng Qianqiu fluttered his divine light wings and still falling, holding a purple ball of light, with a sneer.

Soul attack, in a way, means, the soul is scattered!

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As the distance narrowed, Zixiu gradually felt the burning pain of his soul, but there was no turning back, the wrath of the wind god, the combination of speed and passion, the fusion of strength and anger, the god blocked and killed the god, the Buddha blocked and killed the Buddha, between heaven and earth, only the wind god!

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Fifty meters, forty meters, thirty meters, thirty meters......

Approaching, killing!

Twenty meters!

Ten meters!

Unexpectedly broke through the limit of ten meters, Leng Qianqiu panicked, his eyes were sharp, within ten meters, the strongest attack range of the Purple Light Jue, breaking through ten meters means a big defeat in front of him, he miscalculated, he didn't expect that the little Yuan Infant Martial Emperor would be able to resist the soul attack of the Purple Light Jue!

The Divine Light Wings began to tremble violently, and Leng Qianqiu was terrified!

However, he can't lose, how can he lose to a little martial emperor in the middle of the Yuan Infant, at his own doorstep!

Phoenix Terrace is my world!

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In the depths of his soul, he resisted unprecedented oppression, Zi Xiu held the sword of nothingness, except for the killing intent, it was blank!

Nine meters!

Eight meters!

Seven meters!

He looked up, but saw an extremely terrifying picture!

Leng Qianqiu's originally flawless, jade-like face began to rot, like the corrupted face of a dead man, erosive and suppurated, pus and rotting flesh, ink rashes on the face, and what was even more terrifying was that the sharp eyes suddenly rolled and turned into the eyes of death!

Death!

Death has come!

The Reaper's Reincarnation Eye!

Offensive Destiny, Reincarnation Eye, One Hit Kill!

A faint white light, silently, floated out of the eye of death!

A stone's throw away!

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Shout!

The faint white light penetrated Zixiu's soul, and in an instant, everything was annihilated and turned into nothingness!

Dark!

Instant darkness!

The whole world is plunged into an endless black hole!

The lonely soul is lost in the endless darkness, the world is silent, everything is reduced to nothingness, there is no fear, there is no **, there is no color, the world of death, like a black hole, empty, desolate!

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He was like a falling leaf, falling straight down from the sky, falling silently in the storm, the sword of nothingness turned into nothingness, and went away with the wind!

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Xiao Su couldn't believe all this, the escape of the elements meant the death of the soul, could it be ...... , his mind went blank!

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Looking at Zixiu who fell down, Lan Xi was grief-stricken, shed tears, and cried: "Grandmother, hurry up and help him!"

The goddess of the mirror moon, with dark green long sleeves, waved a green light and projected it onto the phoenix platform, and the rain gathered rapidly, converging into a funnel-shaped whirlpool!

Bang!

With a plop, Zixiu's body fell into the whirlpool, and the huge impact force made the water splash!

On the stormy, flooded phoenix platform, the cold body fell in the wind and rain, silently!

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Bang!

Above the dark clouds, like the wrath of the sky, thunder and thunder!

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On the depressed Phoenix Stage, Xiao Su, Yourou, and Lan Xi rushed over at the same time, looking at his silent, pale face, crying loudly, grief-stricken, hysterical!

The wind roared, the torrential rain was like a tide, and the Phoenix Terrace became an ocean!

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In this life, if I die, who will stay by my side and weep for me!

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In the dim sky, dark clouds are thick, and in the distant sky, there is a bright light, like a silver edge!