The bricks and stones flew, and Li Zai's body flew uncontrollably in the air like insects and ants scattered by the wind, until it hit a pillar, which was broken in an instant and buried in the rubble.

The smoke and dust filled the air, and there was no more sound.

With such a powerful impact, even those who are beaten with iron will not be able to hold on.

Yang Churan - the naked, scarred monster that Yang Churan had turned into fell back to the ground, and the expressionless emperor looked up at the mountain of Li Zai's clones piled up beside him, and then turned his gaze to the direction of Li Zai who had fallen in the smoke and dust.

The battlefield has been devastated, and the surrounding wooden buildings and bricks have long been turned into ruins.

The unsheltered wind soon blew away the dust on the ground, and Lee Jae seemed to have fallen to the ground, unconscious.

Passing out on the battlefield means that the power of life and death is in the hands of the opponent.

The essence of Lee Jae's ability is to create his own clone through spiritual power to fight.

Then, when the clone is attacked, turn the result of "being hit" to "disarming the clone", so that the spiritual power can return to him, so as to gain the upper hand on the battlefield.

But after the clone was strangely injected with spiritual power by Yang Churan, this step of return became extremely slow, and at this moment, every flesh and blood in the square had not had time to return to the spiritual power in Li Zai's body.

With such a huge Jingguan remaining, it is natural to be able to imagine that there is not much spiritual power left in Li Zai's body at this time.

At death's door!

At this time, Yang Churan naturally had no reason to show mercy - not to mention that at this moment, she was no longer rational at all.

Without the slightest hesitation, she raised her hand, and the wind howled and condensed in her palm, which was instantly twisted into an invisible spear.

"Shh——!h

The wind screeched, and spears shot out.

The rest of the ministry is to protect the son of Simeng, and Li Zai's successor is Han Dongwen.

But the direction of the spear projection was not that of the Lieutenant of the Hube, who had no power to fight back.

The spear condensed by the wind almost grazed Li Zai, clinging to the ground and rushing straight past the direction where Li Zai and Han Dongwen were, and along the way, the furious gunfire disintegrated the broken masonry into a sky of rubble, and broke through the entire Haizhou City with a single ride.

If someone looks down from the clouds, they can see that this shot runs through the entire Haizhou, as if the gods have drawn a stroke on the sand table.

At the end of the gun was Jiang Ningyun and the huge flower tree behind her.

The Torture Flower Circle has been completed, and the huge sarcoma incarnated by Yang Facai has been completely bound by the vine man of the flower tree, and the sharp roar can already be heard as the end of the strong crossbow.

Yang Facai is dead.

In other words, this immortal monster has finally lost the possibility of its last struggle.

A ball of light emitting a dazzling bright yellow light was falling out of the body of the sarcoma monster Yang Facai, covered with the mucus and mucous membranes in Yang Facai's body, and in the next second, it was burned clean by the blazing yellow light.

Jiang Ningyun's eyes were fixed on this fireball, staring at the Chongyang crown in it, and was about to reach out to touch it, when the wind spear shot by Yang Churan had already stabbed her side in the blink of an eye.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound that broke through the air, the air that had been compressed to the extreme exploded on Jiang Ningyun's side, and the Chongyang crown with flowing flames spun and flew into the sky, and Jiang Ningyun's figure was blasted away in mid-air for more than ten steps before it stabilized.

She looked startled, raised her hand and stretched out her hand to the Chongyang crown in the air, and her body rushed upwards violently.

At the same time, Yang Churan, who was still in front of Li Zai and Han Dongwen a few seconds ago, had already burst into the air, almost half a distance from Haizhou City, and the speed at which she swooped over was not slower than the spear she threw just now.

Yang Churan also stretched out his hand, the hands that belonged to the monster that were as miserable as dead corpses in the river.

The goal is the same.

Chongyang crown.

If there is a CG slow-motion close-up at this time, it must be that the distance between Jiang Ningyun and Yang Churan is constantly approaching the Chongyang crown in mid-air, one with an anxious expression and the other with a hideous face.

And the Chongyang crown with the remnants of the flowing flames must have slowly turned around and fallen in mid-air.

If this slow motion can capture the next second, you can see a touch of turquoise brilliance from the surface of the double yang crown - it is a turquoise flash that suddenly lights up directly above the double yang crown.

From that flash, he stretched out his third hand and firmly held the Chongyang crown into his arms when Jiang Ningyun and Yang Churan had not yet touched the Chongyang crown.

Even though the flames rising from the surface of the crown were so blazing with the naked eye, blurring the flesh and blood of the skin on the hand that suddenly burned, and the blood oozing from the wound vaporized in an instant, the skin on the hand was not scorched, but instead glowed with an ominous rusty red.

The owner of the hand is quaint.

And she was not the only one, where the green light shone, the figures of Chi Hanyang and Liu Cheng also jumped out together.

"Fuck me!"

Chi Hanyang gasped, he thought that returning from the Jade Royal Court to Haizhou City would appear directly on the battlefield, but he didn't expect that it would be in the middle of the air.

As he fell, he glanced around, his eyes fixed on the ruins of the main street.

When looking at Li Zai's corpse mountain from Han Dongwen's point of view, he didn't feel how shocked, but at this moment, he could still see the terrifying mountain of meat with the naked eye so far away, and his scalp was indeed a little numb.

With so many corpses, there must not be much spiritual power left in Li Zai's body.

"Uhhhh

A somewhat painful voice came from the top of Chi Hanyang's head, and he turned his head to look at it suddenly, only to see that it was Gu Ya, who had already hugged the Chongyang Crown, who had already let go of his hand at this moment, and the skin that was holding the Chongyang Crown was covered with traces of rust and fire.

These rusty fires can be seen to be treating Gu Ya, is it because her injuries are too serious after she came into contact with the Chongyang Crown?

The sharp pain visible to the naked eye made Gu Ya let go of her hand suddenly, and the Chongyang crown with flames turned down from mid-air.

"Catch the Double Yang Crown! This is the national gift of Simeng, and you must not let the pseudo-saintess of the Blood Harbor take it! ”

Liu Cheng's anxious voice sounded, and Ji Hanyang responded with two huge wings painted in ink.

Chi Hanyang stretched out his hand, it was impossible for him to let Chongyang Guan slip away, and the body of the first machine could not let go even if it was burned into coke.

He hugged the Chongyang crown tightly.

The firelight burst out, and the fabric of Ji Hanyang's hands suddenly turned gray, and then was pulled into a black rain in the falling wind, and the skin that was originally covered by the cloth was exposed to the flames, but he didn't let go.

"Give it to me!"

A quaint angry voice sounded above her head, and she slightly restrained her temper that was angry because of the severe pain, and added: "Don't be like me, being played with by the state in the palm of your hand!" ”

Liu Cheng next to him didn't say a word, and with a light pinch in his hand, the ink-colored wings behind Ji Hanyang fanned uncontrollably and rushed towards Liu Cheng's direction.

"You!"

Gu Ya gritted her teeth, turned and glared angrily at Liu Cheng—he had already ridden on the back of a giant eagle painted in ink, closing the distance between him and Gu Ya.

However, before Gu Ya could move, two rays of Huaguang suddenly lit up, one left and one right, and suddenly blocked Chi Hanyang's approach to Liu Cheng, and a refreshing fragrance of flowers rose on it, and the brilliance flashed, as if two vines were blocking the way.

Chi Hanyang turned around and saw that Jiang Ningyun had already stepped forward and stretched out a hand: "The holy object in your hand is my Simeng Immortal Ceremony, and it will be handed over to the national law immediately——"

Before she finished speaking, the vine barrier behind Chi Hanyang suddenly shattered, and Yang Churan's figure broke out against the sunlight, and even with a gun in his hand, he rushed straight towards Chi Hanyang.

The ink eagle under Liu Cheng's seat flapped its wings and also sprinted over.

Gu Ya and Liu Cheng above, Jiang Ningyun and Yang Churan on the side.

Everyone's purpose is Chi Hanyang, and they are all the Chongyang crown he is holding in his arms.

"Hand it over!"

It's no longer possible to tell who's shouting.

However, in the next second, the outstretched hands of these people all clenched in unison.

Chi Hanyang, who was in mid-air, put the fiery Chongyang crown on his head.

(End of chapter)