The forbidden tribe is a vast ocean, the lake covers the devastation and dilapidation of the scene, there are hideous and rugged buildings on the surface of the lake, there are also craggy mountain peaks and bulges, hurricanes are no more, the wind is raging, the waves on the water are rolling, whistling and roaring.

The flood shuttles back and forth between all kinds of things, rushing and jumping, and is extremely cheerful, as if performing a different kind of sad song of the end times.

Of course, the so-called tragic song must have a tune, the sound of the flood, the roar, the tremor, the thunder, the sound is pleasant, and the sentences are beautiful, just like the complicated beat in the tune, although the miscellaneous has its necessary benefits, the tune goes high and sonorous, goes low and whimpering, and there is a different kind of order in the chaos.

The thunder and lightning sprinkled by the nine-colored thunderclouds in the sky are like the green leaves that are often accompanied by flowers, silently dancing for this prosperous sad song, no one appreciates, and no one watches, the so-called tune should only be in the sky, and it is difficult to hear it a few times in the world, which is probably to describe this kind of song.

The birthplace of this tragic song comes from the void, between the heavens and the earth, but it is above the singing and the flood, and below the forbidden residential space.

If there is a song, there are people, and this person is naturally the last few people.

Ban Zhiyuan looked at the sky, looking at the gray robe who didn't see the slightest fireworks, his eyes became more and more sharp, almost narrowed into a line, his expression was extremely solemn, his flowing hair danced wildly, and his momentum was instantly agitated, and his fighting spirit was awe-inspiring.

As the momentum of Ban Zhiyuan rose, the gray robe paused, looking down at the white-robed middle-aged man under him, without saying a word, the two needles pointed to Mai Mang.

With Ban Zhiyuan as the axis, a collapse of nearly ten zhang square was suddenly formed, and a whirlpool was stirring under the feet of Ban Zhiyuan, but his body never fell a bit, and he was extremely chic and agile, and the rushing floods avoided the place where Ban Zhiyuan was, and he couldn't avoid it.

The forbidden star squinted at everything in front of him, did not speak, his fists clenched slightly, and his momentum rose with it.

Forbidden Zhiyuan didn't speak, he didn't have reservations after he said those words to the forbidden star, and there was no need to hide the clumsiness at this moment in the battle, after all, the people who could survive were only a few after all, he didn't speak, and he didn't need to speak, and there was no need to say more about the battle.

With a low shout, Forbidden Zhiyuan's body shot up and rushed towards the gray robe in mid-air.

A white arc was dazzling in the black field, as if a meteor passed by in the dark night, and it was extremely bright.

The white arc instantly arrived in front of the gray robe, and with a loud shout, it stabbed at the gray robe's head with a bang, and exploded violently.

The gray robe was not afraid, his left leg retreated slightly, and he stretched out a plain white right hand comparable to a woman, and shook it towards the white arc, extremely indifferent.

With one hand covering the sky, the gray robe was extremely plain, but it was fiercely and steadily holding the white arc, and no matter how the arc jumped, it couldn't break free at all.

Five feet in front of the gray robe, a slight roar sounded, and Ban Zhiyuan's figure was forced out, stepping on the void, shaking three times in one step, vomiting blood.

The gray robe smiled, the wind blew the gray robe, and he didn't see any movement, but he appeared beside Ban Zhiyuan in an instant, and the white right hand slapped down on Ban Zhiyuan's chest.

Before the palm of his hand fell, the void cracks flashed, and Forbidden Zhiyuan's robe was the first to shatter, turning into powder in an instant, and the white hand was imprinted on Forbidden Zhiyuan's chest with great accuracy.

"Boom-"

In vain, there was a slight popping sound from behind the gray robe.

The gray robe sighed lightly, and the forbidden Zhiyuan under the palm of his hand turned into a cloud of white mist, and the runes on it flickered, and it was blown by the palm wind and scattered between heaven and earth.

This body is actually a stand-in for Forbidden Zhiyuan?!

He himself is a cultivator who is good at runes, otherwise he would not be entrusted with the important task of guarding the Octagonal Pagoda by the Forbidden Eight Sects, he cultivates to the Supreme Refining God Realm, often hangs a sword on his waist, and also often uses a sword, in the eyes of the outside world, this Forbidden Ichiro is at most a versatile cultivator.

The reputation is outside, and the cultivation is not how to be at the bottom, in the end, I am afraid that there is no one who does not have the cards, but the number and the strong distinction.

After the gray robe was light, the figure suddenly sudden, and under a pause, the gray robe suddenly swelled like a ball, advancing layer by layer, the strength was pressing, and the powerful energy exploded in the void.

"Groan—"

A piercing sound exploded into the heavens and the earth, and the water below rippled and stirred in an instant.

Forbidden Zhiyuan's figure reappeared, still dressed in a white robe, and the white runes in his hands converged into a condensed sword, colliding with the gray robe, and fierce sparks erupted between the two, and the sound of groaning was endless.

The forbidden star in the battle was surging with qi and blood in his body, and his heart was shocked, just the aftermath had this majesty, if he was in the center of the battle between the two, then what would he do?

The forbidden star who asked himself was terrified, he didn't expect that the uncle in front of him would be so powerful, thinking of the previous punch and kick, the forbidden star had mixed feelings in his heart, this indifferent bloodline relative is really powerful, the more he admires the forbidden star, the more awe-inspiring he is.

He has no worries about the forbidden star, let alone superfluous expectations, since three years ago, the forbidden star has been extremely disgusted, so they are not enemies but also enemies, and besides, his uncle is bent on getting rid of the forbidden star as soon as possible.

The two people fighting against each other are mortal enemies to the forbidden star, and if you throw one casually, the forbidden star can't eat and walk around.

When he was stunned, a vicissitudes of life flashed in the forbidden star's mind, this voice was extremely familiar, the forbidden star's body shook, and his breathing was countless times heavier at this moment.

"Xing'er, your grandfather and I won't go to the sky so easily, these little people also want to subvert our forbidden clan's foundation for hundreds of years?"

Bloodline Transmission.

This is not a very clever technique among the three clans in the two places, let alone a secret.

Although the forbidden star doesn't know the whole spell, he knows how to transmit information in his own way, and there is a consciousness in his consciousness that jumps, and he said fiercely: "Grandpa, where did you go before?"

The bold laughter roared in the mind of the forbidden star, and the forbidden eight were disdainful and extremely mysterious, "Xing'er, you still don't believe your grandfather and me? Of course, it's a hindsight, these little shrimps won't be around for long, and look at how your grandfather and I make a decision!"

Forbidden Star hesitated in his heart, and his doubts suddenly appeared, so he didn't speak immediately, and after a while, he calmly asked, "What should I do?"

"No change should be all changes, haha-"

The forbidden eight voices faded away in his mind.

The fight in the sky continued, and the roar continued.

The forbidden star's eyes swept across this ocean, and his heart was sad, he really couldn't think of why his grandfather could laugh and not care so much?

Suddenly, a chill rose in the forbidden star's heart, and if it was really as his grandfather forbidden eight spoke, why did he wait for the fall of the forbidden clan to appear?

Don't?

The moment the suspicion rose, the hair of the forbidden star exploded, his expression changed greatly, his feet suddenly flashed with golden light, his body bowed slightly, and the figure disappeared, bursting back.

And where he had stood before, a cold sword qi surged by, and the entire surface of the water was opened, revealing the true face of the bottom of the water, and a long ravine flashed in the devastation, with white runes inside, flickering.

The forbidden star's eyes were cold, and his muscles were tense, like a predatory beast, waiting for an opportunity to move.

The scene on the ground naturally attracted the two people fighting in the sky, and the white and gray colors splashed everywhere, and Ban Zhiyuan sighed: "I didn't expect that this kid actually avoided the past, it's really fateful." ”

The gray robe was indifferent to Ban Zhiyuan's two-front battle, and directly chose to ignore his mocking sighs, and fought with Ban Zhiyuan without saying a word.

The two fought, and Ban Zhiyuan was multitasking, obviously occupying the top.

The reason why the forbidden star can see through it is not because of his own cultivation keenness, but because of his eagle-like mind, and the subtleties of elegance.

In vain, the entire surface of the Forbidden Lake began to tumble and roar, like boiling water, and foam everywhere.

A beast-like roar sounded from the tall nine-colored clouds in the sky, and a thick lightning bolt slashed down at the water, fast and ferocious.

Several people were fighting in the field, each with their own minds on their opponents, and they didn't have any extra time to observe the outside world.

Therefore, this nine-colored lightning bolt is treacherous.

The nine-colored lightning smashed into the water surface in an incalculable amount of time, and the splash of the shaking water was no longer described in zhang, as if the entire water surface was pulsating with it, and the lightning bombarded the water surface but not towards the ground red yeast wood, but actually rushed along the water surface in all directions.

Coarse lightning instantly filled the entire Forbidden Clan, and the remaining animals and plants in the flood instantly collapsed.

The forbidden star shouted, exclaiming.

The lightning in the water was fierce, and when the forbidden star found out, he never had a chance to dodge.

The scream of the forbidden star can be said to be insignificant in the monstrous roar, but this height exhalation affected the heart of the gray robe, and a flaw was exposed, and he was attacked by Forbidden Zhiyuan in an instant, and was blasted down by Forbidden Zhiyuan's punch.

Although the nine-colored lightning is conducted in the medium, the power is not the most violent, but for them who are mortals in the flesh, this is an irresistible heavenly might.

The previous golden dragon's physique was also outstanding among the dragon clan, but it couldn't resist the power of heaven, not to mention the nine-colored lightning at this time?!

If you are hit, not to mention life and death, you will definitely be stripped of your skin.

The gray robe has become a fall, and the forbidden star is on the surface of the lake, although the two are enemies, they have a common enemy at this moment.

Forbidden Zhiyuan laughed, he stood alone in the air, the waves rolled under him, and the dark clouds in the sky roared.

In an instant, the lightning reached the forbidden star and touched the forbidden star's feet.

The golden light of the forbidden star's feet shattered, and the lightning rushed down the soles of his feet to his body.

Fierce and domineering, unstoppable.

"Ahh

The forbidden star roared in the sky, and mourned greatly.

He felt his life running away.

The meridians in the body were shattered in an instant, and the qi in the body was gone.

The first time the forbidden star gave birth to a great terror, he laughed, his expression a little bitter.

In the great war, he was created one after another, and if he could survive this catastrophe, he could not say that the forbidden star would shine brightly.

But it takes time to bloom, and at this moment, God is not giving him a chance.

He remembered the words of Ban Hu and Xiaoqing in his mind: "This calamity!"

He didn't care before, thinking that he was talking about the life and death of the Great War.

At this moment, he understood that the original calamity referred to the fate of the forbidden star himself.

Nine-colored lightning drowned the forbidden star!