At this moment.

No matter how Bai Shanhe waved the mountain and river fan in his palm, he couldn't press Zimo down by half a point!

While Zimo was holding the three mountains with both hands, he made a gesture of throwing his hands forward in the midst of a strange laugh.

I saw that the three scarlet mountains rushed towards the Baishan River with extreme speed and brutality.

Along the way, a roar sounded, and many tall trees broke off in response, and the entire space was directly knocked out of a clean and smooth clearing.

Those dozens of Heavenly Fox Clansmen moved away from the location of Baishan River in an instant, for fear of being affected.

Even Yan Shengtian and Bai Rulong didn't seem to want to have anything to do with him, and retreated dozens of feet to show their innocence.

Bai Shanhe's expression was extremely ugly.

As the saying goes, "it's hard to recover when it's overwater".

The peaks cast by this mountain and river fan are even more difficult to recover.

Because at this moment, these three peaks have somehow been out of his control.

Even the mountain and river fan seemed to have lost contact with him, and the machine spirit hid directly.

Even the idea of learning from Zimo to catch these three peaks was a little hesitant.

But now it's too late to get out of the way.

When these three peaks arrived in front of Baishan River, at this moment he knew what kind of courage and strength he needed to face them!

Bai Shanhe put away the Shanhe fan, and a light white aura appeared in his hands.

His momentum soared, and his palms pressed directly on the rushing peak.

As soon as he touched the peak, Bai Shanhe turned pale, and a mouthful of blood was pressed down by him and did not spurt out.

But the horror in my heart was already monstrous.

What kind of power was this, and it hurt him just by touching it.

Bai Shanhe was pushed backwards by the tremendous impact of the peak, and his legs carved two deep ravines above the ground.

Ten zhang!

Fifty zhang!

One hundred zhang!

……

Five hundred zhang!

His body retreated five hundred zhang along with the mountain peak before it gradually stopped.

Bai Shanhe only felt that the pain in his hands was unbearable, and his legs were as heavy as a layer of molten iron.

All this is a long story, but from Zimo launching a counterattack to Baishanhe stopping his body, less than twenty breaths have passed.

But before Bai Shanhe could breathe a sigh of relief, that creepy feeling appeared again.

The grass under Zimo's feet gradually withered, and his whole body slowly dissipated like the morning mist.

After a breath, it has completely disappeared.

Bai Shanhe didn't think about it, and directly sacrificed his defensive magic weapon, and a magic weapon like a round plate was held in his hand.

The armor on his body had been torn by Zimo before, and it was already badly damaged, and it could no longer bring him effective protection.

Although this magic weapon does not look very good, but the defensive ability can be ranked in the Tianhu Realm, as long as he has demon power and the magic weapon in his hand is not destroyed, then it is impossible for him to die in Baishanhe.

Just when Bai Shanhe had just sacrificed the disc magic weapon to envelop his whole body in a white aura, before he could take out the second magic weapon, he felt that he was hit by a huge force all over his body.

Once again, he lost sensation in both arms. The body flew backwards more than twenty feet away, and did not stop until it knocked down six large trees.

A violent cough came, and Zimo didn't even have time to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth to Bai Shanhe, and his whole body was thrown out again.

Once...

Twice...

Ten times...

Everyone only saw Bai Shanhe's body like a fallen leaf, flying involuntarily in the air.

And every time Zimo's figure flashed, he would disappear again, and with it, Baishanhe flew out again.

Either it shattered a rock, or broke a tree, or smashed directly into the ground.

With Zimo's attack, the light of the magic weapon in Bai Shanhe's hand became more and more dim, and the protection formed by the magic weapon on his whole body became thinner and thinner.

It wasn't until Bai Shanhe's magic weapon was hit by Zimo thirteenth that the disc magic weapon in his hand directly cracked, and he could no longer protect him.

This time he couldn't hold back any longer, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth and spilled on the grass in front of him.

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A shadow of death hung over him.

At this moment, Zimo's figure appeared not far from the Baishan River.

Only then did everyone realize that Zimo did not use the magic weapon in his hands at all, and he only used his hands to shatter the magic weapon of Baishan River's defense.

Watching the ground under Zimo's feet gradually wither and his growing momentum, a trace of flush appeared on Bai Shanhe's pale face, and a palm-sized silver charm appeared on his chest.

Baishan River Estuary shouted in a low voice, "Points!" ”

The spell split into nine in front of Bai Shanhe, spinning rapidly around him, a trace of white arc flickering on it, making people not doubt its power in the slightest.

Then he spewed out an extremely thick demonic power from his mouth and landed on the thundering spell.

"Thunder curse, ninety-nine is the extreme, nine thunders!"

The thundering spell that split into nine left the White Mountain River like lightning and hovered above Zimo's head.

Nine spells are connected end to end to form a spell ring.

The arc of electricity continued to swim on it, and at this moment, the spell that Bai Shanhe cast seemed to be like a small heavenly tribulation.

This charm was obtained from the auction house at a great cost by Bai Shanhe, and after obtaining this charm, Bai Shanhe regarded it as a treasure.

Because there are few charms in the Sky Fox Realm, the best charms are even rarer, and this thundering spell is even more superb, this is the only one!

It is said that the person who made the Thunder Curse had seen an introduction to the Heavenly Tribulation in ancient books, so he was bent on making a spell that could send out the Heavenly Tribulation.

But the power of the Heavenly Tribulation is so powerful, how can it be sealed in a small spell.

The spell master also knew that it was impossible for him to seal the power of the Tribulation in the spell, and he would probably never see the Tribulation in his lifetime.

So he retreated to the next best thing, found a master who cultivated the thunder method, planned to seal some of the power of the thunder method in the spell, and promised that he would be rewarded if the refining was successful.

For spell masters, the spell itself is important, but the process of being able to refine the coveted spell is what they value the most.

In the end, the spell master sealed the attack method of that thunder master in the spell, and the famous thunder spell appeared in the cultivation realm.

The Thunder Spell has the least power and can unleash one Thunder Attack, while the highest one can unleash nine Thunder Attacks.

Nine is the extreme, which is also the limit of the thundering spell.

At the beginning, the spell master wanted to create a thunder spell that surpassed the nine thunder spells, but without exception, all of them failed, and he was even almost devoured to death.

So that's it.

Therefore, when Bai Shanhe took out the thundering spell that could send out nine thunder methods, many people showed excited and frightened looks.

I was excited to finally see the thundering spell of the famous Nine Thunder Laws, and I was afraid that the young man named Bai Yuyi had forced Bai Shanhe to such a point.

The Thunder Spell quickly attacked, and nine thunderbolts shot out from the Thunder Spell.

The crackling sound made people's scalps tingle, and the appearance of the Nine Thunder Laws lit up the originally dim sky.

They were intertwined with each other, like nine creatures with white light, and pounced on Zimo.

In an instant, Zimo seemed to be trapped in a thunder prison.

If the current Zimo is compared to a demon, then Leifa is a magic weapon to punish demons.

It seems that the outcome has already been achieved.

"Hehe, no matter how strong you are, what can you do, it's not that you drink hatred under my thundering curse!"

Bai Shanhe only then had time to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then laughed out loud.

Yan Shengtian, who had repeatedly mistaken Zimo before, learned to be obedient this time, and did not speak, but just looked at the figure in Lei Fa with blazing eyes.

The rest of the people also looked at Zimo one by one, with complicated expressions.

Bai Changsheng pursed his lips, and there was actually a trace of pity in his eyes when he looked at Bai Shanhe.

Ten breaths later, Zimo's figure still did not move, but there was no sign of falling.

Some people's eyes have begun to change, from what began to be complicated to sympathy.

They are not sympathetic to Zimo, but sympathetic to the white mountains and rivers who look up to the sky and laugh.

I don't know if I was too carried away and pulled the wound, Bai Shanhe's laughter stopped abruptly.

He slowly cast his gaze to Zimo's position, because the Thunder Curse was controlled by him, and he naturally felt it the most

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Real.

In the first few breaths, he did feel that Zimo's aura weakened, but gradually stopped the decline.

Bai Shanhe was like crazy, "No... No... No way... You're a witchcraft... Hexology..."

The thundering spell was connected to Bai Shanhe's mind, and at this moment, his thundering spell was like a mountain and river fan, losing contact with himself.

The power of thunder and lightning around Zimo's body disappeared into his body in an instant, and he devoured it cleanly like a long whale absorbing water.

Five palm-sized, moth-like small things poked their heads out of Zimo's body, looking unfinished.

These five little things are naturally ghosts.

The Heavenly Tribulation can devour a little bit of the ghost spirit son, and these nine thunder methods are nothing.

In fact, even if they didn't appear just now, Zimo could easily deal with this thundering spell.

After all, he was also a person who had experienced many catastrophes, and Lefa would hardly be of any use to him.

After devouring the power of the Heavenly Tribulation last time, the ghost spirit child changed again, his color changed from green to red, and there seemed to be electric flashes around his body from time to time.

This time he woke up because he felt the power of the thunder spell on the thunder spell, and the five little guys drilled out of his body without waiting for Zimo's command, and directly devoured the power of the nine thunder spells.

Seeing that there was nothing left to interest them, the Oni squeaked twice and drilled back in.

The thundering spell lost control and fell directly into Zimo's hands, and he threw it directly into the storage bracelet without looking at it.

The blood-red color in Zimo's eyes gradually intensified, and suddenly, his right hand stretched out.

The Killing Sword appeared directly in his right hand.

Zimo held the killing sword in his right hand, and then gently swiped it across the palm of his left hand.

A stream of blood flowed directly from the grooves of the blade, and finally poured into the hilt.

The two eyes on the hilt of the sword slowly opened.

The Killing Sword felt the killing intent in Zimo's heart at this moment, and after absorbing Zimo's blood, it actually began to buzz, sounding very excited.

"You must die!"

Zimo's killing sword pointed at the Baishan River.

Then he held his sword in both hands and held it high above his head.

A fist-sized red vortex slowly appeared above the tip of the Killing Sword.

Then another black vortex slowly appeared.

Then there is a third light white vortex condensation.

The three vortex were the pinnacle of the spiral sword that Zimo had cast.

His whole person was separated by a distance of dozens of zhang, and he slashed towards the white mountain and river, which was already colorless.

The three vortices created by the Spiral Sword Sword Technique flew out from the Killing Sword, mixed with a whistling sound and blasted away.

Zimo followed closely with a sword.

How can you cut the grass without eradicating the roots!

Yan Shengtian in the distance showed a look of struggle on his face, and he looked at Bai Changsheng, "Immortal King, save or not?" ”

Bai Rulong also looked at Bai Changsheng, the man he had always feared.

"Save? Do you think you can save it? ”

Bai Changsheng stuck the red spear on the ground, and then leaned on the spear with his hands around his chest.

"Ever since the White Feather Cloak changed into this, he's the strongest person we've ever had! He has taken out at most thirty percent of his own strength so far, and if he was willing, Bai Shanhe would have died a long time ago. ”

Bai Changsheng turned his head sideways, his gaze swept over Yan Shengtian and Bai Rulong, full of ridicule, "He has been waiting for us to do it, if you don't believe it, you can go up and try it." But I advise the two of you that it's best to wait for him to pass this state before making a move, otherwise you will end up with the same fate as Bai Shanhe. ”

After speaking, Bai Changsheng pillowed his arm and looked at the dark red sky silently.

Yan Shengtian and Bai Rulong were stunned.

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