The Holy Yuan in the body of the Zhan Fu God continued to pour out, and the golden-colored fingers continued to increase in power like Mount Tai pressing the top.

"Brontosaurus' Fury!"

Xuan Qingtian seemed to also realize that only the Xuan Thunder Holy Slash might not be the opponent of the Battle Fu God, and the purple-gold thunder dragon roared out, and in the blink of an eye, it rolled up the golden giant finger, just like a hideous giant snake rolling up the human being, and the body continued to exert pressure.

The golden-colored fingers quickly couldn't bear the pressure, and turned into a sky of golden-colored starlight that dissipated between heaven and earth.

The thunder dragon roared, and as soon as his body moved in the air, he rushed towards the Battle Fu God.

Thunder and lightning, which represents destruction and ruin.

Before the thunder and lightning could get close, Zhan Fu God felt his body paralyzed.

"Damn, this move was originally intended to deal with Yan Haoqi, but I didn't expect it to ......" Zhan Fu Shen took a deep breath, and a slender golden holy sword appeared in his hand.

"God of War Slashes the Ground!"

The golden-colored sword light tore through the space, and the dazzling golden stimulated everyone couldn't open their eyes.

But even if they couldn't open their eyes, they could feel the terrifying power of this slash.

The God of War slashing the ground can be said to be a half-step top-grade Sacred Domain peerless level, with the help of the increase of the Golden Holy Sword, the power of this slash is no weaker than the ordinary Superb Sacred Realm Peerless Realm.

The cultivation of the Battle Fu God was already vaguely beyond the peak level of the Holy Domain, and with this slash, the combat power was already infinitely close to the Small Perfection Realm of the Holy Domain.

The peak of the Ordinary Sacred Domain, the Nine Heavens, was enough to kill dozens of them in seconds.

If it weren't for the fact that the gap between the Sacred Realm Small Perfection Realm and the Peak of the Sacred Realm was really huge, and it was not an ordinary gap comparable to each heavy heaven, I was afraid that the attack power of the Battle Fu God would have already reached the Sacred Realm Small Perfection Realm.

As soon as this cut came out, everyone looked at Xuan Qingtian, if Xuan Qingtian did not have the same hole cards, he was afraid that he would lose this time.

saw a strange smile on the corner of Xuan Qingtian's mouth, and the next moment, a terrifying blood qi rose to the sky.

The blood-colored energy enveloped Xuanqingtian, and the original purple-gold Xuanlei battle armor seemed to be contaminated by blood at this moment, turning into a thick blood-colored battle armor.

The pitch-black pupils emitted a blood-colored light, and Xuan Qingtian at this moment was like a Shura who came out of a sea of blood.

"Blood Will. Xuan Qingtian muttered four words in a low voice, the corners of his mouth grinning wider and wider, and let out a crazy laugh.

As soon as the blood-colored aura came out, the True Transmission disciples around the battle platform let out a muffled snort, and all kinds of hallucinations appeared. These hallucinations were all a sea of blood, terrifying and abnormal, and the eyes that looked at Xuan Qingtian couldn't help but show a look of horror.

The blood-colored barrier resisted the golden-colored sword rays to the death, and no matter how the golden sword rays attacked, they couldn't break through the blood-colored barrier.

"How is that possible!" the god of war screamed in horror.

Han Feng's face also changed greatly: "This ...... What the hell is this?How did Xuan Qingtian's cultivation be elevated to such a terrifying level? ”

Xuan Qingtian had already surpassed the peak of the Holy Domain a lot, and as soon as the Blood Demon Will came out, Xuan Qingtian soared to the Sacred Domain Small Perfection Realm.

No matter how strong the attack of the War Fu God is, it is only infinitely close to the small consummation of the holy realm, and there is still an insurmountable gap between it and the real small consummation.

Therefore, even if Xuanqing Heaven's aura was only equivalent to the lowest realm in the early stage of the Little Perfection One Heavy Heaven, it was enough to resist the golden sword light.

Listening to Xuan Qingtian's crazy laughter from time to time, Han Feng shuddered a little, if he had also refined the blood core, would he have become like this now? Although he looks a lot stronger, he doesn't look like a normal person no matter how he looks at it.

Where would a normal person make such an eerie, body-chilling laugh?

Yan Haoqi stepped backwards, and was so shocked by the blood-colored aura that he couldn't help but retreat to resist.

"This Xuanqing Tian...... What kind of adventure is there? ......" At this moment, Yan Haoqi's face became completely solemn, he thought that among the true disciples, only the Zhan Fu God was worthy of his full effort, but now it seems that ......

The face of the war patriarch was extremely ugly, if his son lost, then he could only compete for the third and fourth, when did his war god family fall to such a point. Which time is either the first or the second, or even the first occupies the majority.

Although Xuan Qingtian was a little surprised, Xuan Qingtian's combat power at this moment was more of an uneasiness that was constantly permeating his heart.

On the battle platform, Xuan Qingtian suddenly stretched out his hand, and the blood-colored energy turned into a blood-colored hand, and he directly held the golden sword in one hand in the shocked gaze of the Battle Fu God.

Xuan Qingtian's blood-colored pupils flashed a cold smile, and the blood-colored big hand slammed into force, only to hear a boom, and the golden sword shattered.

The shattering of the sword burst out with unparalleled power, and even the blood-colored big hand was almost destroyed, but then the blood-colored hand was replenished, and the blood-colored big hand was re-condensed, and a palm slapped towards the battle Fu God.

"God of War Guardian!" The face of the God of War changed wildly, but the power of the blood-colored hand was still far beyond the imagination of the God of War, and the God of War Guardian did not even resist for a moment, and it was shattered in an instant.

The blood-colored big hand slapped fiercely on the body of the war fu god, and the war fu god flew out upside down as if he had been hit hard, vomiting blood, and fell to the battle platform with a bang, drawing a distance of hundreds of meters, and his body convulsed and kept vomiting blood.

"Fu Shen!" The battle patriarch got up in anger, his body suddenly flew away, and he was about to slap it towards Xuan Qingtian with one palm.

Seeing this, the Xuan patriarch was greatly annoyed, and he stretched out his body to intercept the Zhan patriarch: "The surname is Zhan, do you still want to make a move against the junior?"

Many Gu clan patriarchs looked at the Zhan clan patriarch's eyes full of weirdness, the game was already full of uncertainty, it was extremely normal to be injured, and there were not a few of their Gu clan true disciples who were injured.

But who would take revenge on a junior like the War Patriarch.

This surnamed Zhan is too narrow-minded.

Only then did the war patriarch realize what he had done, and his face turned dark.

On the previous occasion of Zhan Tianxing, he was just worried about Zhan Tianxing's grandfather, so he would make a move. To put it mildly, it is to pretend to show it to the grandfather of Zhan Tianxing, so as not to find an excuse to trouble him in the future.

And this time, it's really involuntary.

The war master god is the son of the war patriarch who has high hopes, and seeing the war master god suffer a heavy blow, where can the war patriarch still endure it.

Taking a deep breath, the Zhan Patriarch arched his hand towards the Xuan Patriarch: "It's the Zhan who is excited at a certain time, and please don't care about the Xuan Patriarch." ”

Although the patriarch Xuan was dissatisfied, he also understood, after all, a disciple is a disciple, a son is a son, and if it is him, his son will be hit hard, and he may be angry for a while.

With a wave of the red-robed ancestor's robe, it was Xuan Qingtian who announced this victory.

There was silence for a while around the battle platform, before that, they had never expected that things would be like this.

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The second update!

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