Whoa!

The snow that flies wantonly is like a butterfly in the void.

In the snow, several figures, all of them are surrounding one of the figures, constantly unfolding attacks, with the issuance of one supernatural power, countless attacks crisscross it, but what is shocking is that all the attacks look extremely powerful, but they have never been able to get close to the figure in it, sometimes there is only a small line of separation, but it is always a little bit worse, resulting in the inability to do it.

Snort!

The criss-crossing sword qi is also constantly flying in it.

It was also at this moment that Feng Weishang and Luoyang's attacks arrived, and with the continuous sound of the piano, the entire time and space seemed to have stopped because of this.

Only the melody of crying and complaining is still flowing wantonly, as if there is a long river of years, slowly flowing through the wanton or unintentional of everyone.

Bang bang!

From time to time, the sword sounds that emerge from it serve as its accompaniment.

Whoa!

Suddenly, this combination of one person and one sword.

It was already three steps away from Chu Dui.

"Kill!"

At this time, the sound of the piano also changed suddenly, from the previous softness and gentleness, it suddenly changed to a killing pervasive, as if in a bloody field.

Bang!

Countless strong winds, with a snap of their fingers, were already rumbling.

Whoa!

The light rain kept waving, like splashing ink, just a few breaths, the momentum was so powerful, it was far beyond the power of the previous few strong men, and similarly, it was also at this moment, Luoyang's whole body was flooded with a burst of white light, with the appearance of the white light, an incomparably dazzling divine ring, and then suddenly appeared behind its head, and in the divine ring, there was also a ray of light waving wantonly, as if it was a rotating propeller, radiating countless divine lights, which seemed extremely powerful.

Dangdang!

Void ripples followed, and the long sword in Luoyang's hand directly cut through the sky in an instant.

Snort!

His figure left a series of phantoms in the void.

The speed was so fast that it seemed to have caused a sonic boom in the void to make a series of crackling sounds.

Even at this moment, there are other powerhouses in the True God List, and they are also releasing their most powerful divine powers at the same time, and suddenly, the void makes a muffled sound, and then a black hole of the void appears, and countless undercurrents vibrate from it, turning into streamers, and everywhere they go, the clothes on many monks are also directly corroded, and there are a lot of wounds, so that their own physical strength is also invisible, and it has dropped a lot.

"Night Rain Jiangnan!"

At this moment, Luoyang's expression was calm.

At this moment, an extremely strange look appeared on his face, and it was a calm that did not regard the monk in front of him as his opponent in the slightest.

At this moment, Luoyang has already put all his mind on the set of magical powers he uses in front of him, and Luoyang's face is full of ancient wells, as if he has entered an incomparably mysterious artistic conception.

As the son of luck once in thousands of years on a continent in the past, every step of his practice is to do things that many monks cannot do in their lifetimes, and it is also because of this, after he reached the realm of true gods, the first supernatural power he comprehended, and it was also a supernatural power created by him, that is, after he sat in his hometown for a few days, he finally let himself get that sudden inspiration, so as to successfully comprehend his own set of supernatural powers.

Bang bang bang!

Countless explosions sounded in the air, as if there was a continuous thunderstorm.

At the same moment, Luoyang's figure was slowly swaying towards the figure that was constantly moving in the snow.

"That year, I met the figure that I was moved by all my life in the winter snow where plum blossoms fell, and it was also because of that figure that I finally entered this realm again. “

An inspiration, like a galloping phantom of Huan, flashed in Luoyang's mind.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, his figure was already three steps away from Chu Duan.

"It's coming!"

It was also at this moment that Chu Duan, who was in the midst of endless attacks, suddenly showed a hint of a smile and said with a smile at the same time.

Dangdang!

A ray of light poured out from his fingertips.

The next moment, only two roaring sounds were heard, and there was a bang from the void, which resounded in the sky, and the sound was extremely huge, even if it was some strong people watching the battle in the outside world, they also showed a trace of incomparable fear.

"I didn't expect that this Luoyang is also a strong man with unique skills!"

Nan Jiyun, who was watching the battle on the top of the opposite mountain, kept changing his expression at the moment, like the clouds in the sky.

This time the Outer Court Conference also made everyone feel extremely shocked, whether it was the rise of Chu Duan at the beginning, or the battle generated by the Ye Palace, which was the force where he was located, which shocked countless powerhouses, so that the two forces that were not inferior to themselves were wiped out in an instant, or Ye Qingmei, Gantian, or Luoyang, who appeared like a comet just now, there must be other powerhouses.

"yes, I really don't know, this time, how should it end!?"

In the small town next to Nan Jiyun, he couldn't help but show a trace of embarrassment at this moment, and it was the first time he saw this situation, so he naturally felt extremely speechless.

"It seems that this battle is also at the last moment!"

On the other side, Changkong Wuji was expression, revealing a touch of relief.

Among the strong people present, his cultivation is the supreme existence among them, and he naturally has insight into everything that other strong people can think of in their hearts, but in addition to these, he can think of things that others can't imagine, and these things also determine everything in front of him.

When he saw that Luoyang and the others were using all their strength to kill the figure in the snowstorm, he knew that this amazing conference was also coming to an end.

Knock knock!

Just as Luoyang was about to approach Chu Dusk, suddenly only a bang was heard, and the long qin in Feng Weishang's hand suddenly broke.

Boom!

The roar of the sword instantly lost its motion.

It's not just the sword clashing at this moment, all the sounds seem to have become static at this moment.

There was only a figure, and the sound that suddenly appeared from the void made everyone's eyes flicker, and the three colored flags entered his hands at the same time, and in the next moment, his figure suddenly disappeared from it.