Fan Zhuoyuan was shocked that something was wrong, and turned around in the form of a dragon and slashed at him!

Emperor Shakti's palms were void into claws, but they were the peerless snow blood claws that the Ice Emperor was good at, but the snow blood claws were condensed in the frost in the void, and they clamped Fan Zhuoyuan's dragon slaying knife to the death.

With Fan Zhuoyuan's earth-shattering strength, he barely crushed these crampons.

Then I saw that dozens of Xuan Ice Palm Shadows were condensed in the void, and it was Emperor Shakti's famous stunt Dry Ice Palm one after another.

The palm momentum is extremely close, the momentum is extremely strong and fast, even if Fan Zhuoyuan's sword skills are like a god, he only has time to smash a few palms, but his body is hit by more than a dozen palms one after another.

However, Fan Zhuoyuan's body surface dragon scales were extremely thick, plus the true qi of the three families of Zhengang and Buddhism, Dao and Demon resisted, although he was hit by the bombardment of the dry ice palm, and even bombarded to the bottom of the glacier, he was not harmed at all.

Emperor Shakti's body was suspended in the air, like a god high above, and at this time, he watched Fan Zhuoyuan rush out again, and said to himself: "This person's physical body is originally extremely strong, and he has cultivated into a dragon body because of Long Yuan, and he is generally an immortal and immortal existence like me, it seems that ordinary killing moves will not work for him at all!" ”

So he stared at Fan Zhuoyuan's eyes tightly, and said in his heart: "Then I can only attack your Yuan Shen!" I don't believe you can resist it! ”

Fan Zhuoyuan's blade was raised at this time, and his fighting intent was soaring, with a broken glacial plain under his feet and a cloudy sky above his head.

As the blade rolled, the earth cracked, the clouds receded, and the third type of mourning had erupted!

Above the ice field, the north wind howled, like the cry of all beings in the catastrophe of the last days, and there was despair between heaven and earth, vowing to drag everything into the abyss of destruction.

The nameless in the distance exclaimed: "Three types of sword intent, the first type is the wrath of a tyrant, the second type is to trample on all rules and order with disorder and chaos, and when you reach this third type, will it be the abyss of despair and destruction?" What did he go through to create such a terrifying sword intent? ”

The Emperor Shakti, who was pointed to by the sword, was added by the endless sword in an instant, and suddenly he was wearing a bright yellow robe, and his body seemed to be cracked dozens of times in an instant, and blood was splashed.

However, the blood only retracted into the body on its own when it was in mid-air, and the wound that had just been cracked out instantly healed as before.

The recovery ability of phoenix blood was even stronger than Fan Zhuoyuan's ability, so even if he was stabbed, Emperor Shakti's expression was still calm, and such physical damage had no effect on him.

What's more, he still has a supernatural ability like the Seven Boundless Realms, and in the face of the endless destruction aura that followed, Emperor Shakti's body turned into nothingness, and all attacks against his physical body suddenly lost their target.

However, an ethereal existence suddenly appeared behind Fan Zhuoyuan in mid-air, and Fan Zhuoyuan guided the knife to snap back, and at that moment, time and space seemed to suddenly stand still!

What appeared behind Fan Zhuoyuan was the Yuan Shen of Emperor Shakti, but this move was the Divine Tribulation of the Four Tribulations of the Sacred Heart, and it was also the culmination of Emperor Shakti's two thousand years of martial arts cultivation!

You can hurt the enemy's body and even the enemy's original god by your own primordial spirit!

Hundreds of paces away, the nameless and others also seemed to be affected, and their bodies were almost stationary, but their thoughts were still extremely clear.

Nameless screamed in his heart, "This is ...... This is! This is the twenty-three sword of the Juggernaut! It is a higher peerless knowledge far superior to my Heavenly Sword Realm! Xu Fu actually comprehended such a mythical martial arts?! ”

Yes, the Divine Tribulation is a weapon to fight, because the Yuan Shen is empty, even higher than life, so there is nothing in the world that can be stopped, and nothing cannot be killed!

However, there is a major weakness in the original body, that is, his own body will not have any defense ability at this time, and even if he is blessed with phoenix blood, once he is injured, it is difficult to recover from the injury immediately.

Therefore, Emperor Shakti made a complete strategy, so he first cast the Seven Infinite Realms before the Divine Tribulation, so that his own physical body was virtualized, so that even if someone intended to sneak attack from the side, he would never want to hurt his physical body!

Seeing that the Yuan Shen of Emperor Shakti was getting closer and closer, the palm shadow came directly to Fan Zhuoyuan's top door.

There is no need to think about it, once he is hit by it, no matter how strong Fan Zhuoyuan's dragon-shaped body is, he will definitely be greatly damaged, especially if such a blow can directly hit the Yuan Shen, which is a place that Fan Zhuoyuan's defense cannot protect.

Emperor Shakti Tianyuan Shen showed a proud smile, a posture of victory, and even said with residual strength: "Although you have the Double Dragon Yuan in your hand, it is still difficult for me to study all kinds of mastery for thousands of years, Fan Zhuoyuan, you will lose this battle after all!" I, Shakti, am still the best in the world! ”

"The declaration of victory was said too early."

Fan Zhuoyuan's voice suddenly penetrated into Emperor Shakti's mind, and he was greatly stunned, the Yuan Shen out-of-body is a killing move, which can imprison people and things within a certain range in a short period of time, so time is obviously not banned, but it seems to have such an effect.

So Fan Zhuoyuan in this state was absolutely speechless, but he heard it very clearly.

Emperor Shakti didn't dare to wait any longer, and fell with a palm!

At this moment, a punch suddenly poked out from Fan Zhuoyuan's body, and slammed into the chest of the Emperor Shakti Tianyuan God, blasting it into the air!

The Emperor Shakti Heavenly Yuan God let out a miserable scream, showing bursts of uncertain fluctuations.

Two Fan Zhuoyuan appeared in his field of vision, one was still a static body, and the other was a primordial spirit body like himself.

"He can even get out of his body?! How is this possible?! ”

Fan Zhuoyuan has six senses, but his divine consciousness is out of his body, since taking Shuanglong Yuan, his body has changed, and his divine consciousness has been able to accommodate the original spirit.

It's just that he is anxious to find the emperor to fight a decisive battle, and he is not proficient in this aspect of ability, otherwise it will take a certain amount of time, but he can take advantage of the situation to break through the seventh consciousness from the sixth consciousness, and the out-of-body consciousness will also become a lore.

And Emperor Shakti's Yuan Shen out-of-body imprisoned the surrounding heaven and earth, Fan Zhuoyuan took advantage of the situation to have a little understanding from his Yuan Shen out of body, and naturally wrapped the Yuan Shen with his own divine sense to send a fatal blow to Emperor Shakti at the right time.

Finally, after all kinds of physical attacks failed, it caused real effective damage.

At this time, even if Fan Zhuoyuan had not yet opened his consciousness, it would not be long before he could have an epiphany and liberation on his own.

Seeing that Emperor Shakti's Yuan Shen returned to his body and his body was reorganized, Fan Zhuoyuan did not continue to launch the Yuan Shen attack, his move was only a comprehension, and he had not reached the realm of Dacheng, it was impossible to achieve the kind of offensive of Emperor Shakti, but he was more than capable of self-preservation.

Emperor Shakti's face was as pale as paper, and his physical body had not been harmed in any way, but the injuries of the primordial gods were not compensated for by his physical body.

Immediately, his expression was hideous, and he turned around and ran away.

He still has a dragon yuan hidden in his body, and now he has no confidence that he can defeat Fan Zhuoyuan, so he can only find an opportunity to subdue Long Yuan, and only then can he have a chance to turn defeat into victory.

Fan Zhuoyuan was stunned for a moment, and actually ran away?

Of course, he wouldn't let go of Emperor Shakti so easily, and chased after him frantically with a knife.

Nameless and the others were relieved, and recalling the scene just now, everyone's hearts were shocked.

At the same time, the decisive battle between Bu Jingyun and Fury Wind and Thunder in the Ice Palace had already been decided, and Bu Jingyun knew that there was a fierce battle on the ground, so he was supposed to go up quickly.

However, he was imprisoned and sealed by the Yuan Shen of Emperor Shakti, and his heart was horrified, and he also couldn't help but think of the sword saint he killed for himself back then.

Bu Jingyun knew better than anyone else the power of such a move, and when the confinement disappeared, he immediately rushed up, and happened to meet the nameless them.