"Then don't blame us. ”

The third son of Taiqing sneered, and made a bold move, the Shura Banner covered the sky and the sun, the rolling murderous aura was agitated, the surrounding void was rippling, and there were ruining storms everywhere, and the Shura Flag was faintly visible, a blood-red world, and the scenes of countless wars and killings disappeared in a flash.

The banner swept away, earth-shattering, the power of the holy soldier was only a trace, it was enough to shock, the terrifying qi machine was destroyed everywhere, and many true immortals who were slow to dodge were slightly rolled by the banner storm, and they turned into a ball of blood on the spot, and their bodies and souls were destroyed, and they were extremely tragic.

The power of the third son of Taiqing is vast, even Meng Wanli's face is uncertain, and he secretly complains in his heart, although his strength is strong, he is already a half-step golden immortal, but compared with other true immortal overlords, there is not much advantage, everyone's combat power is about the same, which makes him very aggrieved, but there is no way, these true immortal overlords are the pride of the immortal world's gate sect, the sect is too supportive, and all kinds of magical immortal resources and magic weapons are very sufficient, but he can't do it, the Jade Void Immortal Court itself is a hodgepodge, composed of thousands of power families, and the Meng family where he is located, although it is also extraordinary, But there is a gap compared to the giant sect of the fairy world, so now he has cultivated to a higher level, but his combat power is about the same as others, and now he sees the three sons of Taiqing holding holy soldiers, cleansing the world, and sweeping the power of the sun and the moon, and his heart is uncomfortable.

Meng Wanli really didn't have much confidence in seizing the holy soldiers by himself, and now there was only one masterless holy soldier left, seeing the power of these holy soldiers, he really didn't have much of a competitive advantage.

The figure shook, Meng Wanli stepped back a little, and he didn't want to add to the confrontation at the level of the holy soldier for the time being. I can only endure it secretly and wait for the opportunity.

The Shura Banner was steaming, sweeping the heavens and the earth in an instant, and the void around Qinglian was dark, and the vast evil qi was surging, wanting to wipe him out here.

Qinglian's eyes are sharp, the ruler of the Hades in his hand exudes a faint light, in the face of the attack and killing of the third son of Taiqing, the ruler in his hand flipped over, and slashed fiercely, like a big axe opening the sky, breaking the chaos, the qi is immeasurable, the forest is terrifying, and a tall Hades King can be vaguely seen, surrounded by the dark energy, the eyes are shocking, and the light of death is swallowed.

This blow was like death descending on the earth, the Hades King harvested all beings, the sharp ruler was like a heavenly river upside down, and a dark dark light and the Shura Banner collided fiercely.

Such a shocking blow, a loud bang, hundreds of millions of thunder lights were shining, the void stabbed and began to shatter, like broken glass, the chaotic aura was agitated, and all kinds of whirlpools and tides fluctuated non-stop, and it was difficult to calm down for a long time.

Under the blow, both sides continued to retreat, each emitting divine light to envelop their bodies, so as not to be injured by the terrifying turbulent divine light. After the boiling void calmed down, a qiē manifested, Taiqing's third son's face was gloomy, the Shura Banner hunted, and Qinglian's face was even paler not far away, but her eyes were brighter and brighter, obviously this time the two sides were almost evenly matched.

"Damn, the attack of the Hades ruler is much more powerful than the Shura Banner!"

The three sons of Taiqing glanced at each other, and scolded in their hearts, although they had expected it, but the current situation still made them very unhappy, the Shura Banner is a holy soldier, but the defense is greater than the attack, and the Hades ruler in Qinglian's hand is purely a weapon for attacking and killing, and no one can take advantage of each other.

"Haha, three Dao brothers, it seems that you can't help me, this Hades ruler should be obtained by me!"

Qinglian laughed, refreshed, having a holy soldier and not having a holy soldier are completely two results, if he didn't initially refine the Hades ruler at the last moment, then under the attack of the Shura Banner of the third son of Taiqing, it would be absolutely miserable, but now, he has a foot in his hand, majestic and fearless!

Hmph, a flash of light flashed, and Wang Qian had already appeared in the sky.

"Brother Qinglian, congratulations, the Hades ruler is in hand, this trip is worthwhile. ”

Wang Qian smiled and congratulated again and again.

"Haha, isn't Brother Wang the same!"

Qinglian was in a good mood now, greeting Wang Gan as if no one was around, and completely put the three sons of Taiqing and the others aside.

"Wang Qian, are you going to come and snatch the Hades King ruler?"

The third son of Taiqing and Meng Wanli had a bad face, thinking that Wang Gan was also going to seize the holy soldiers.

"Hehe, if this Hades ruler is in the hands of a few of you, then I will snatch it directly without saying a word, but if it falls into the hands of Brother Qinglian, I will naturally not snatch it, the third son of Taiqing, Meng Wanli, you are still not dead, do you want to continue to shoot, then let me and Brother Qinglian come to understand your magical means." ”

Wang Qian's momentum was vigorous, and the black and red sword qi of the Yuantu Holy Sword in his hand began to swallow, looking like he was going to fight at any time.

Qinglian's eyes lit up, and his heart moved, if he joined forces with Wang Gan, it was really possible to do something, although the third son of Taiqing had the Shura Banner in hand, but he and Wang Gan joined forces, the two of them had three holy soldiers, three to one, as long as the mana could keep up, how could the odds of winning increase!

The third son of Taiqing watched Wang Gan and Qinglian's breath rise faintly, and they were about to join forces to attack, they were shocked, knowing that they couldn't do anything, they snorted angrily, turned into a ray of ghost light and disappeared into the distance, Meng Wanli left even more aggrieved, he didn't have a single holy soldier, and he was not an opponent to either of Wang Qian and Qinglian, let alone join forces, if they didn't leave at this time, when would they wait!

In a snap of his fingers, Wang Gan and Qinglian's many true immortals ran away, the four true immortal overlords left, and the remaining thousands of true immortals did not have the confidence to benefit from Wang Qian and Qingliang, both of them all have the strength of true immortal overlords, plus they both have holy soldiers in their hands, such strength is not a joke, although they are outnumbered, but once they fight, they don't know how many people have died, the risk is too great, these true immortals are extremely shrewd, although the greed is blazing, but it is not completely crazy to lose their minds。

Not far away, the last holy soldier on the other side is still being fought for by everyone, from a distance, a fairy light is boiling, everywhere is a torrent of Taoist magic powers, all kinds of magic weapons are bombarded, the void is chaotic, nothing can be seen clearly, the fierce fierce battles are endless, from time to time there are screams, that is a true immortal is falling, the strong evil qi is even more terrifying, almost in this void appeared countless blood-red clouds.

Countless resentment, remorse, greed, cruelty, viciousness, and other fragments of thought are everywhere, these are the traces left by those fallen true immortals, and this place has become a land of fallen immortals.

frowned, at this time, even Wang Qian didn't dare to join the battlefield in the distance casually, it was too dangerous, thousands of true immortals attacked and killed each other, in order to compete for the last holy soldier, such a scene, bloody and miserable mess, even if he had a holy soldier in hand, he dared to say that he could be intact in the boundless torrent of magical immortal magic weapons.

"What does Brother Wang think, do you want to fight for the last holy soldier?"

Qinglian's face began to improve, and in a short period of time, his injuries improved, and the whole person exuded a vigorous aura, which showed that his methods were so subtle that even Wang Qian had to admire.

"Hehe, this chaotic scene has completely become a mess, it is not easy to take advantage of the fire, today I have gained a lot of benefits, I don't want to mix it anymore, I didn't expect the true immortals of all factions to be so persistent in this holy soldier, regardless of life and death, regardless of gains and losses, completely desperate, I still watch quietly!"

Wang Qian smiled bitterly, originally he also wanted to capture a holy soldier again, but the current situation is really not very graspable, so he doesn't want to spend more energy, in case the injury outweighs the loss.

"Brother Wang can see it, but it's no wonder, holy soldiers, I haven't heard of them in the fairy world, even if there are, they are some semi-holy soldiers in the hands of some old antiques, which are much worse than the holy soldiers here, such a precious opportunity to create, no wonder everyone has to fight desperately. ”

Qinglian's eyes were ethereal, and she was rubbing the Hades ruler in her hand, and her feelings were complicated.

Neither of them had the intention of making a move, so they stood in the void and quietly watched the development of things.

Not far away, a layer of divine light and vast books was constantly shuttling in the void, a large number of true immortals were fighting one after another, and there were people who came into contact with this holy weapon every moment, but they had no chance to refine it at all, and it was destroyed in an instant.

Many True Immortal Overlords were completely anxious, and they completely burst out of their strength, and they had no intention of keeping their hands at all, even if they were fellow monks, they didn't care about it, as long as they blocked the people in front of them, they would all be killed.

The sword intent around the little sword saint is terrifying, the vast sword aura is like the sea, the thin sword stabs out tens of millions with a flick of the fingers, the wisps of brilliant sword light are agitated, the void ripples, and where it passes, a piece of blood and bones are flying, and a true immortal is directly killed, and the blood stains the void.

The two bodies of the two-hearted Buddha shot at the same time, the Buddha's light was blazing, the magic light was vast, and under the joint efforts, countless swastikas Buddha urns covered the sky and the sun, and killed a true immortal.

Cang Ming is like a peerless demon, a pitch-black demon river flows behind him, and where he passes, a true immortal falls into the long river of demons, and is directly devoured by the essence, melting the flesh and body, which adds to his ferocity.

The eyes of the righteous true immortal swallowed the divine light, and with a large pen in his hand, he kept writing down one killing character after another, with a dazzling edge, killing all, whether it was the physical primordial god, under his pen, they all collapsed and shattered.

Meng Wanli also made a big move in it, the vast mountains and rivers were immeasurable, and a large number of true immortals were covered by his mountains and rivers catalog at every moment, and then fell into it.

However, the third son of Taiqing, like Wang Gan and others at this time, was also quietly watching the battle on the side, they had already benefited, and seeing that the competition was becoming more and more fierce at this time, they didn't want to meddle in casually, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable.

Thousands of true immortals are falling, roaring, screaming, despairing, roaring, and screaming. Endless slaughter has finally turned this place into a real land of fallen immortals.