It can't be changed, where did it come from. Looking at the unbearable posture of the wolf bèi, the lotus fairy lowered her eyes slightly, and she was not moved at all.

"Get out of the way. ”

"No. ”

The question was resolute, and the reply was equally categorical, Thirteen Lang took a deep breath, looking greedy, as if he wanted to swallow the entire Xingtian into his stomach.

Fairy Lotus didn't bother to look at him, and said lightly: "If you don't let you, you will definitely die." ”

Thirteen Lang sneered: "Murdering one's husband is not tolerated. Keep saying that you are acting for the way of heaven, you don't even understand this. ”

The lotus fairy didn't respond at all, and said calmly: "Then go and die." ”

After speaking, the palm came out, and the palm hanging in the air slowly moved forward, the speed was slow, and it was impossible to dodge. It feels like the whole world is in the palm of its hand, and no matter when and where, no matter where it is, there is no escape.

Slow blows are never more terrifying than fast kills, oppressive forces are everywhere, and being in it, like a grasshopper with broken wings held in the palm of your hand, watching the giant palms close together, surging vigorously, breathing hard, and gradually suffocating.

Thirteen Lang didn't run away, and he didn't plan to escape.

"Stinky woman, you really dare to kill your husband!"

The angry scolding turned into a low roar, and Thirteen Lang was able to inhale while speaking, signaling Jin Wu to go first.

"Drag it out!"

"Me"

The chariot is easy to get on and off, and the three-legged bird is angry and hard to extinguish, and its anger turns into a long cry and roars into the air.

"Fire!"

Red Feather is now, the Golden Crow is dead, and the roaring Golden Crow disappears in advance, and all of his cultivation and body disintegrate together, and all of them merge into the fire feather. The purple intent of the red fire feather rose, and a little yin flickered in it, like the demonic eyes shuttling from the other world, rushing and stabbing towards the center of the palm.

After two hundred years of cultivation, the reason why the golden crow failed to cast the yang. The reason is not that the mana does not lie in the road, but that the yin in its body is difficult to emptiness, and it cannot be refined into pure fire. In order to suppress the Xuan Ming, the Golden Crow was forced to call in more firepower, and then activate more Xuan Ming aura, the situation was like drinking a duck to quench his thirst. The longer it lasts, the deeper the poisoning.

Being in the realm soul, the source of Jin Crow's power is Haoyang, Jin Crow understands that this is not a problem he can solve; In such a predicament, he had to put his hope on his juniors, hoping to resolve it after becoming enlightened through his artistic conception, but in the end, the situation evolved like this, and the bird of Haoyang had no way out. Fight to the death.

The red refining was in the air, the fire feather was not pure, and the strength was far less profound than the blow just now, but it moved the lotus fairy.

"Evil Barrier!"

His eyes were angry, his palm momentum suddenly changed, and the divine brilliance around the altar was released, like a huge wave pouring into his palm, and his power increased threefold.

It's true that the aura of the underworld comes from the realm soul. But it is different from the power in Haoyang, two hundred years of penance, Jin Wuman has cultivated so much mana. The will of the Realm Soul contained in it was also erased. In other words, what the Golden Crow failed to do was also a threat to the sky.

The divine radiance was released, the power exploded, and the red fire feathers met it, and there was no roar. There were only countless soft pops.

The sound was dull, accompanied by a wail, the fire feather disintegrated, and the jade palm of the sky was slightly frustrated, and dense freezing spots appeared in the palm. Jet-black.

Thousands of sparks flew in all directions, and the bird of Haoyang was torn apart, not to mention the body, not even the shadow was left.

It was still a one-hit defeat, but the battle was not over.

"I still want to go!"

Thousands of sparks sounded in the angry heavenly sound, and the lotus fairy's left hand left her body for the first time, staring at one of them, reaching out and grabbing it.

"Ho!"

The palm changed drastically halfway, and with a bang in the abdomen and ears, the lotus fairy's face twitched violently, and the pain could not be stopped. Taking advantage of this gap, the spiritual fire struggled and flew into the sea of Haoyang fire, and there was no trace of it.

The Lotus Fairy didn't have the energy to pay attention, and her gaze swept across the sky, and her face, which had been distorted by the severe pain, changed dramatically again.

"You dare!"

The sky full of stars blinked, Zhang Zhang's star map came to life, and Thirteen Lang inhaled a thousand stars in one gulp, and his body soared. At the same time, the mad spirit of the Wild Spirit Land roared, and the seven-hundred-zhang body fell rapidly, as if it was rooted in the ground.

The earth is as solid as iron, and the mad spirit has not changed, but the stars all over its body are shining wildly, like a great river rushing into the body of Shisanlang, passing through the chest and entering the boundary, becoming its most reliable fist.

The slap was loud before, and Thirteen Lang couldn't dodge it, but there was really no way to deal with it, and the easiest way was to hold his head with both hands to cover his shame and reduce the damage. Jusan Lang is not addicted to masochism, and of course there is a reason why he doesn't do that, mainly for communication.

If you don't live or die, you can't go to heaven. This is the experience gained from the ban on Xuanming, spelling out a face in exchange for a clear message.

At the decisive moment, I need strength!

If you did this a year ago, even if the mad spirit received the information, it would hesitate, and even if you didn't hesitate, you couldn't do it, but now it's different, the sky is full of stars, and the will of the inner and outer mad spirits is faintly connected, and you can even feel the general situation.

The result is like this, the star map is in array, the thirteen lang is the matchmaker, and the mad spirit shuttles in a different way, and fights the sky again after hundreds of millions of years!

"Stinky woman, I can beat you outside the boundary, and it's the same here!"

Raising his head to the sky and roaring, his body soared tenfold in an instant, and Thirteen Lang didn't retreat to dodge, and with the same palm, he faced it head-on, and pat!

"Smack!"

As usual, it sounds, it is extra crisp, and it fits like that. The two palms met in the air, the starlight and the divine light blended and mixed, and the fighting was not fierce, but only the fighting was beautiful.

The next moment, the hissing and chaos continued, and strings of sparks flew out of the palms of the two hands, stripes of lightning, and strands of hurricanes, driving the radiance formed by the intersection of the divine light and the stars, and conjuring countless wonderful shapes, which were cast on the earth.

This is Thirteen Lang's own ability, the mad spirit conveys strength, uses his hands to interpret the Dao, brings him the feeling of controlling the heavens and the earth, and fights with the Heavenly Dao to the same extent.

A knife flew out of his palm, and in an instant, it turned into a giant blade that crossed the sky, slashing from south to north. The whole continent is divided into two, and the two sides go to the east and west.

A hammer flew out of his palm and landed diagonally on the edge of the continent in Dongben, transforming into a 10,000-meter-high mountain that had never been seen before.

A shovel flew out of his palm, cutting in the east and digging in the west, forming more than a dozen large rivers on the earth to absorb water from the ground.

Countless balls flew out of his palm, colliding and bounced. Wandering in all directions, it knocked the continent into potholes and soon turned into a lake.

Fly out of the palm of your hand

"Evil Barrier!"

Suffering from internal trauma, Fairy Lotus could no longer be as calm as she was just now, and shouted angrily: "What are you talking about, you are ruining this world." ”

Thirteen Lang scoffed. "It's better to destroy than to commit suicide, it's your sin to really destroy it, and besides, it's not ruin!"

The strong surge came from the direction, and Shisanlang even had time to look out in all directions, slowly discovering some unusual signs.

As the two of them flew down in the palm of their hands in the storm and thunder, the continent that was originally integrated was torn apart and in disarray, but it made Thirteen Lang feel familiar.

What is that?

On the most important piece of land, a clear dragon looks at the east and west. Just arched up like "several", is it?

What is that?

The long snake meanders below the clear dragon, starting from the highest mountain snow peak, by the way, there is no winter in the world of the soul world, how can there be a snow peak?

Could it be

What is that?

Across the sea, the million-mile sea frontier is boundless, and there are two lands of similar shape opposite. There was a big lake, or sea, in the middle of it.

Could it be

So what?

And there. There, there

Is it yes, is it yes

The more I look at it, the more familiar it becomes, the more I look at it, the more I look at it, the more frightened I am. His expression was dull, and his gaze was unpredictable.

One, two, three, four, four oceans of endless seas, although not clear, but already have a prototype.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, seven continents are slowly forming, although they are changing. But it's all there.

"Is this this?"

A voice shouted in his heart, its voice was so loud and its meaning was so strong that the thirteen Lang in the battle were distracted and opened his mouth.

"Fool, look what you've done!"

The Lotus Fairy's voice rang out at this moment, angry, screaming, and there was a deep pain as if it were substance.

"The mad spirit was born as a mortal enemy of the Heavenly Dao, and if you attract it, you will not be afraid of killing your own son!"

"Son?"

The same two words, coming out of the mouth of the lotus fairy, have very different meanings. In the line of sight, the holy and solemn holy aunt was completely lost, her hair was scattered, and she was as miserable as a mother beast guarding her cubs.

Her pain came from her womb, her ears were pounding loudly, her eyes could see her abdomen rise and fall, her transformation clothes could no longer maintain their original appearance, and after they collapsed, exposing the most beautiful body in the world.

Round and tall, the bloodshot climbing surface is dense like a spider web, and the inner life is screaming, and together with the mother, it bears irreparable pain.

"The mad spirit is poison, and entering the realm is like a dove occupying a magpie's nest, you don't understand this truth!"

The Lotus Fairy's cry contained despair, and there was no sacredness on her face, only endless sadness.

"In the previous year, the stars and the sky were linked, and the realm soul was unwise and blindly swallowed the strength, and it was a disaster to me;

Thirteen Lang froze, froze, and all kinds of tastes came to his heart.

The mad spirit sends power, and nine times out of ten it is absorbed by the realm soul, as the lotus fairy said, as long as the realm soul is not selective in strength, when it is transferred to the Dao fetus, it becomes a disguised induce!

How's that going to work?

For example, if a human being conceives a baby in October and born in July or August is called a premature baby, it is destined to have some kind of defect. It takes at least a thousand years to conceive, and now 800 years of time is condensed into one year, and the consequences can be imagined.

The softest place was cut by the knife, and Thirteen Lang asked blankly, "You won't want the power of the realm soul?"

"You think I want it!" Fairy Lotus scolded: "Realm Soul World, I can't refuse at all." Even if I can refuse, what do you let me take to support him, and why should he be born safely!"

“”

Thirteen Lang was speechless, he didn't want to think at all, his instinctive battle intent was relaxed, and his palm was stunned.

"That's not right!"

The next moment, the thought rushed into his mind, and Thirteen Lang's expression changed greatly.

"You're mistaken! It's not our son's problem, it's the will of the Realm Soul!"

It's too late to wake up.

"Hindrance, death!"

In the cold sound, the jade palm was killed, and the aura on the lotus fairy's body changed sharply, and it soared tenfold like crazy!

The overwhelming pressure poured out, and in a hurry, Shisanlang reunited his fighting spirit, where was it too late.

Disheveled!

The stars are broken, the palm is on the head, the divine radiance is divine and solemn, and the breath of pity and disdain is like a mirror, reflecting the ugly, swollen, bright red and desperate face.

"It's over. ”

A thousand ways of cunning were useless, and Thirteen Lang laughed miserably and waited to die, shouting with his last strength.

"Stinky bitch, there's another way"

The glow came to the end, blowing the cry of Thirteen Lang into nothingness

(To be continued......)