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The blue-blue electric dragon on the pink robe, the top Dao Sect powerhouse surnamed Lu Mingyi, was in excellent condition at the moment, and he had already cast a Taoist magic power in an instant, rushing forward with a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye like a shrunken mountain.

Just like a ball of angry thunder falling from the sky, the speed is infinite, and it crashes into the formation!

A body of thunder is steaming, and the clouds are steaming.

It is really like the Lord of the Great Palace of the Thunder Sect, the object of the attack, that is, the person who is very unlucky and is about to be targeted by Lu Yi.

It was the mighty sword-wielding Khan in thick animal skins, Dadar Mug!

That muscular giant Khan Mug, when he realized that the thunder light was coming towards him at an astonishing speed, he was instantly shocked into a cold sweat, and he was terrified, as if he was facing a great enemy.

I saw a large dazzling thunder electric group, which was born from the palm of the pink-robed Lu Yi and launched rapidly.

With the terrifying momentum of the ten thousand armies, he killed the man with the long sword in his hand, and the power shook the heavens and the earth.

At such an important juncture where his life was at stake, Dadar Mug, who had already experienced a hundred battles on the grassland, raised the Eagle King's long knife in his hand and carried the thunder!

A cloud of jet-black sword power that was also extremely rich and extremely dense slashed out in an instant, colliding with Lu Yi's angry thunder and striking each other.

However, even if Dadar Mug's sword killing power was a hundred times stronger, and the internal force true qi contained in it was a thousand times richer, it was so fragile under the attack power that was like the Nine Heavens Thunder God's full blow.

The thick black qi that symbolized the proud combat power of the grassland man's life, and he didn't even last for a blink of an eye, and was very quickly shattered by the thunder and lightning, and directly dissipated and ceased to exist!

Seeing that the murderous thunder was about to be killed in front of him, for the sake of his precious life, the beast-skin giant had no choice but to hold the black-bladed eagle king in the vital part of his chest in time.

In an instant, on the heavy and very sharp giant long knife, there was an incredible burst of cyan luster, and its color was actually comparable to the thunder and lightning qi of the Lu Palace Lord.

The birth of this strange true qi really made the well-informed Dao Sect Gao Zhen like Lu Yi and the Great Palace Master of Lu Yi a little surprised, and they couldn't help but be confused.

The pitch-black long blade that was wrapped in blue light actually had the divine power to block the thunder group.

I heard a loud bang, and the thunderball and the blue-black long knife collided with each other, and the sound was so powerful that it was deafening!

Lu Yi and Lu Dazhenren's attack with almost all his strength was actually blocked by Dadar Mug.

This kind of thing is tantamount to a child using two arms to carry the riveted leg of an adult man.

Impossible!

Ling Zhen, the young man in the green robe, stared at him in surprise, and hurriedly turned his head and asked, "Fourth brother-in-law, what's going on?" What's on that man's knife? Why can you withstand the thunder of the fifth brother-in-law? ”

Xian Hao frowned slightly, and replied: "I don't know very well, but I analyze, that true qi is not the natal true qi evolved by the beast skin man himself, but a strange foreign object, judging from the derived qi rhyme, it may be the effect of some kind of rune paper, but what the specific rune is, even I can't say accurately." ”

Xian Hao was half right.

That true qi was born from a piece of talisman called "Xuanqing Moving Mountain Talisman".

Its talisman can make a large cloud of blue and hazy fantasy true qi appear on top of any blade weapon, and that qi is extremely strange, and can instantly transfer an extremely huge killing power attack, so that the weapon bearer himself is safe and sound.

As a result, on the battlefield outside the palace gate, there was another amazing noise and change.

Dadar Mug was not injured by the angry thunder, and the thunder engine after Lu Yi made a strong shot turned out to be offset by the blade after blocking it.

There were countless cavalrymen, whether they were friends or enemies, and those who were very unlucky were immediately hit by the shocking electricity, and were killed on the spot, and they didn't survive for half a moment!

Lu Yi's eyes widened, and his two eyebrows were raised, feeling that this strand was just like the technique of transferring flowers and trees in martial arts, it was really extraordinary, and it could be counted into the category of "supernatural powers"!

How could this kind of talisman divine power come out from that sword-wielding man?

How is this different from a poor child taking a hammer made of jade and hitting his neighbor's head? Isn't it a tyrannical thing!

Lu Yi was still confused.

And the beast-skinned giant Dadar Mug, who had escaped the catastrophe, was already full of fear and sweating profusely.

I feel like I've really picked up a little life!

Lu Yi's unparalleled thunder and lightning attack, if he hadn't used that secret and peerless mountain-moving talisman and turned into a life-saving "Xuanqing" aura at the most critical moment, I was afraid that he had been irreversibly seriously injured at the moment and died tragically on the spot.

He remembered the words of the man in green clothes with a white mask on his face at the gate of the palace before he went out.

This piece of rune paper is precious and powerful, but it can only be used three times, and after three times, it is no longer useful.

For the first time, you can completely defuse and deflect the enemy's attack, and no matter how strong you are, you can dissolve it.

The second time, you can still defuse the overwhelming onslaught and protect your life, but you can't dissolve it all, and you need your blades to withstand some of the coercion and killing power.

The third time, only a small part of the damage can be offset, most of it needs weapons to bear, and some of it will inevitably hurt the user's body, but basically unless it is a strong person like the sword god Yu Youcong, after a blow, it will not be lifeless, at most seriously injured, there is still room for it.

At that time, after listening to the words of the mysterious Tsing Yi man, Dadar Mug was very unimpressed.

Yelang is arrogant, he thinks that this physique is very mediocre, the guy with frosty white temples is really redundant, he has the famous Sword Eagle King in his hand, and his body has been trained hard for many years, and he has already been strong, where do you need this kind of bullshit talisman to protect the body?

Now the situation has completely changed, and the psychology of conceit has even turned into inferiority.

The younger brother of Tu Lu, the former overlord of the grassland, felt that he was really lucky, and fortunately he used this Xuanqing Mountain-moving talisman gifted by the mysterious man in Tsing Yi.

If he was too arrogant at that time, he firmly rejected the person's kindness for the sake of a worthless face.

At this moment, or this night, I'm afraid I'm going to die very, very fast!

Dadarmug let out a long breath, soothing his mind and internal force, and after blocking and deflecting the power of the thunder and lightning, of course, he didn't want to miss this precious opportunity that was related to his life, and rushed forward.

He clenched the black long knife that still had Xuanqing's qi rolling in both hands, and slashed straight forward, with a strong spirit, and killed the master of the first palace of the Peach Blossom Palace.

Lu Yi's face had sunk, and he no longer had half a smile, his eyes were so cold and lonely that he looked down on birds and beasts in the world, without the slightest emotion.

The palms of the left and right hands are like two caves inhabited by thunder dragons all year round.

In this instant, there are two electrical "dragons" that are much thicker than wrists, and the thunder is surging and surging, and one red and one blue double dragon come out together.

The divine dragon came out of the hole, thundered, and attacked the grassland giant who killed him fiercely!

The two extremely strong and powerful thunderbolts, under the control of this Dao Sect master who is proficient in mastering the five thunder secret arts, have exerted their world-shattering top killing power.

The blow hit the hard body of the steppe man Dadarmug.

In this way, the precious mountain-moving talisman that could withstand three fatal injuries was instantly lost half of its afterglow, and all its magical powers were gone, turning into a piece of waste paper.

The Black Knife Eagle King was originally a good object of no good quality, but at this time, a big and long gap had already been cracked.

The weapon long knife could not withstand a part of the thunder impact after withstanding it, and could only crack!

And as the Lord of the Eagle King Sword, Dadar Mug, whose sturdy body was like a mountain, also appeared in a shaky and shoddy posture that was difficult to stand on, which was very obvious and irretrievable.

The sword-wielding hero, who is the king and hegemon on the grassland, has blood in his mouth, and his mouth is full of scarlet.

The invisible damage in the meridians and organs is obviously very serious.

Of course, the combat power of the fight has also dropped sharply!

In such a situation, if you change to other people who use knives, they may flee because they no longer have any life-saving back, or because the grade of the weapon in their hands has dropped significantly, and their bodies are not lightly injured, so they will evacuate here and try every means to fight for their lives.

This is human nature, and there is nothing wrong with it.

But he Dadar Mug is a majestic eagle on the grassland, a northern man who was once able to say such domineering remarks as the sky is high and the sea is vast, and he must stand up to the sky in life and stand on the ground in death.

Two years ago, his brother Tu Lu was killed by Ling Pu, the king of the Shenyuan Domain, who killed a thousand knives, and his body was tragically hung upside down on a high place after his death.

Such a devastating shame, he Muge, after listening to the persuasion of his brothers that he was not afraid of no firewood, endured it, and did not choose to rush into the camp alone to fight to the death with the culprit who killed his own brother, Master Ling.

Because of this, he was saved a life, and he did not die as tragically as his brother, and was killed as an example.

And the great shame of the loss of a loved one that can be remembered for a lifetime has always affected Moog like a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh.

He was deeply ashamed, and often remembered the voice and smile of his dead brother Tu Lu in his dreams, so he woke up again and again in the middle of the night, and after waking up sweating profusely, his emotions could not be calmed for a long time.

He wants revenge!

In any case, you must take revenge with your own hands!

He once stabbed his thigh muscles with a knife, and then swore to the sky that he would never run away again in his life.

That time outside the barracks, he didn't take the initiative to find Ling Pu for revenge, it was the first time in his life that he escaped from the battle, and it would also be the last!

Dadar Mug uses the surname of his "Dadar" family as a guarantee, even if he wants to die in this life, he must fight until the last moment of his life.

Even on the day when he really wants to die, he can't forget the blood feud of his brother Tu Lu, and he must remember the top priority of finding revenge on the Ling family until he dies.

And tonight, Ling Pu's only son of the dog thief, Ling Zhen, was in front.

He stood at the gate of the palace.

As long as the knife goes down, the little rabbit cub surnamed Ling will die on the spot, and his master Ling of Tianshen Villa will also be cut off from his grandchildren, and the revenge between himself and his brother Tu Lu will be avenged!

In order to take revenge, Dadar Mug, who has paid an unknown amount of blood and sweat for two years, has tears in his eyes and blood in his mouth at the moment.

resolutely resolute, sworn to death and did not want to flee.

Even without the protection of the Xuanqing Qi Machine, the true qi inside the rune paper was lost, and he still tried his best to stabilize his trembling arms and hold the long sword Eagle King who was blasted out of a huge crack by the thunder and lightning dragon.

Gritted his teeth and fought a decisive battle with the palace master of the Peach Blossom Palace surnamed Lu until death, never dying, and fighting again after death!

The king of the steppe is the falcon.

And the eagle beast, even if it is shot down to the earth by a hunter with a longbow, at the moment before death, it will unswervingly identify with its identity as a king and will not swerve until death.

The eagle does not become cowardly because of his death, and the king will always be the king.

The men born on the grassland are also like eagles soaring in the sky, they can die, but they must not die in a nest, they must die without regrets, and they will fight bravely and bloodily until they can no longer lift a knife.

Dadarmug, whose eyes became firm, did not wipe his bloody mouth, held up the long black knife with obvious cracks, his steps were fierce, and he roared loudly with the momentum of an eagle killing its prey, and once again rushed towards the big real man Lu Yi who was covered by the pink robe.

Mu Ge was fighting to the death, and Yun Yan, who was the strongest and highest-ranking person of all the dead soldiers in the Jiyuan Domain's palace, was already about to rely on his swordsmanship to break through the encirclement composed of a large number of cavalry.

A short man with a hunchback with long hair fluttering, holding an extremely long white sword that was not much different from his height, and the natal true qi on the sword was circulating, erratic, and extraordinary.

Every time he handed out a sharp sword move, Gang Qi could always create a particularly shocking momentum.

Like a line of tide, it goes straight to the sky, sweeping and slaughtering the cavalry, and no one can match it!

This thin sword cultivator surnamed Yun is full of sword intent and courage, and the spirit in his chest tonight is no less than that of Prairie Lang Muge.

Worse than!

He was deeply favored by the Jiyuan Domain King Ling Yunfeng, and obtained many riches and glories that he couldn't even imagine when he had not entered the mansion, and the realm rose with the blessings of various elixir treasures, becoming more and more powerful, more and more lethal, and swordsmanship.

He became a sword cultivator that he couldn't imagine.

It is different from a small number of dead soldiers who have two hearts and are full of thoughts about how to make more profits for themselves.

The "Dragon Slashing Sword" Yun Official, who should have died in the mansion in the early years, had already regarded Ling Yunfeng as his master deep in his heart, loyal and courageous.

Since I have entered the Jiyuan Palace, then I, Yun Official, in this life and this life, will be your Lingyun Peak's person.

Even if I really die one day, my soul will be unreservedly loyal to your family, and I will draw a sword after death.

The sword cultivates the clouds, and his appearance is not good.

It is indeed a little treacherous and cunning, if you let a lot of people who are good at reading faces to observe, without exception, they will come to a conclusion that "this person will rebel in the future", thinking that this hunchbacked man surnamed Yun will never be a good thing, it is a bane that is destined to be uprooted in advance, and if it stays for a long time, it will not be of much benefit to the prince, it will only be harmful.

But in fact, it's the opposite.

Although Yun Shan looks treacherous, he is actually extremely loyal to Ling Yunfeng, and he does not have any other crooked thoughts other than loyalty to Ling Yunfeng.

Even if all the other dead soldiers in the palace have rebelled, he is destined to do his best to hold on to the last moment, and he will not change his mind when he dies.

In other words, since he entered the sect of the Jiyuan Domain, he has been practicing every day, practicing his sword diligently, and what kind of hard work he has put in, it is almost no longer for himself, but for the prince Ling Yunfeng!

Tonight, he was once again entrusted with a heavy task by Lord Ling, and followed the little young master Ling Xi to the Peach Blossom Palace, the holy land of the Daomen, to participate in the battle and crusade against the enemy.

So since he has come here and accepted the commission of the prince Ling Yunfeng, he will spare no effort to fulfill his Yiwu and responsibilities as a dead man.

You have to do some hard work to the death!

Otherwise, he would not have the face to go back.

Shame on the prince Ling Yunfeng, who is as heavy as a mountain, has a guilty conscience, I'm sorry for the dragon sword in my hand, it's better to die here like that!

Therefore, Yun Dajian Xiu, who had such a thought in his heart, was extremely sharp and fast in his sword, without the slightest sense of defense, just blindly attacking and attacking, and he was not afraid of death.

Death is death, he is not afraid, even if he really wants to die, then before he dies, he has to pull more people to accompany the burial.

The best result is to be able to slaughter the dog cub named Ling Zhen with his own hands, let Ling Pu, the king of the Shenyuan Domain, cut off his children and grandchildren, and get rid of a real henchman for the prince!

The strongest among the vassal kings of the dynasty is Ling Pu, the owner of the Tianshen Mountain Villa, once the line of the Shenyuan vassal king is abolished, then Ling Yunfeng, the king of the Jiyuan domain, will definitely soar into the sky and become the strongest vassal.

Of course, Yun Yan knew that his good partner in this battle, the giant man Mu Ge with a domineering physique and a magnificent figure, was killed by Lu Yi's angry thunder with the Five Thunder Technique, and his weapon was damaged, and his life was afraid that it would be difficult to survive.

But even if he knew that the Daomen real person surnamed Lu was far stronger than expected, and he was worthy of being a candidate for the top ten masters of the human race, he had nothing to fear.

Because Yun Yi, as a dead man, one of the most basic psychological criteria is to regard himself as a dead person.

Since he is dead, then the horizontal and vertical are already fine, and he doesn't care about life or death.

Dead people, no worries, they are the most heroic and fearless existence in this world!

Yun Yi only cares about his own brave sword, one breath is a sword, and one sword can kill countless enemies.

The supernatural power of the Natal Sword continues to give birth to an astonishing amount of dark blue sword qi, making all sword moves that can produce the lethality of a swordsman in the same realm, which is shocking.

In the battlefield, he can exert such a magical means of one enemy and hundred, or even one enemy and thousands of enemies, such as entering a no-man's land, he is indeed qualified to be praised by Xianhao.

His natal sword is indeed a good treasure that is very suitable for this kind of war.

Fall into the siege alone, go out of the sword and chisel the formation, and fight with an incalculable number of opponents, exerting the unimaginable killing power of ordinary people, with surprising results!

Yun Yan's white long sword "Honghu", after slaughtering no less than four hundred ironclad cavalry, was not far from the location of the eldest young master Ling Zhen.

Closer and closer to the ultimate goal of the decapitation operation!

This thin hunchbacked sword cultivator was overjoyed.

He was all his partner Muge, who was also a dead soldier, and he was using his own net worth and life to cover for himself and delay, and he captured the thief king by himself, and killed through the protective circle composed of the iron-clad battle array, and he was able to take the lead in the real sense and kill the handsome man in the green robe Ling Zhen in one fell swoop.

It should have been a situation in good form.

At this moment, a red shadow rose up in the sky, extremely fast, so fast that it was impossible to see it at all, like a god-shaped shadow, unpredictable.

Looking closely, there was a man hovering high in the wind, one hand behind him, and in the other hand, a snow-white whisk with a long handle.

It's really a fairy wind, overlooking the battlefield from above.

Anyone can't help but praise - it's not chic.

Whether it is physiognomy or body bearing, it is far beyond Lu Yi, the palace master of the Peach Blossom Palace, as if he wants to interpret the word "immortal" by himself.

It turned out that it was the first person recognized by the Terran Dao Sect Technique, and Xian Hao made a move!

The body is full of colorful and gorgeous Daomen charm, which continues to linger and coerce, and it becomes more and more that this handsome Taoist immortal is ethereal, and he is in a high place, which can only be looked up to.

The gods and men are single in the sky, and they are unparalleled in the world!

Just like the gods who descended from the sky as the storyteller said under the overpass, they always drifted into the world from the fairy world, and they were always unwilling to step on the red dust and earth.

Instead, it is necessary to hover in the air so that ordinary people can look at themselves from a respectful upward perspective, and must not look at it levelly, because they are not worthy.

Ling Xinghui, the fourth sister of the Ling family, who had all kinds of decorations from the stars on her head, was looking at her beloved immortal family Taoist companion with incomparable admiration and infinite admiration at the moment.

That is, the great heavenly monarch Xianhao who floats in mid-air as an immortal.

The Daomen giant in a bright red robe was wearing a pair of priceless cloud shoes, and his feet were stepping on pale white floating clouds visible to the naked eye.

It seems that one person wants to monopolize the orthodox fairy style of Taoism, and he wants to completely suppress the pink-robed palace master, which is unreasonable!

Ling Zhen saw that his fourth brother-in-law was patronizing his pretending immortal demeanor again, so he couldn't help but tear up his voice and shouted at the red-robed Taoist priest who was hovering on the clouds: "I said that the immortal master is long, can we stop being handsome?" The battle damage of the True Martial Arts Camp is already quite small, can you please use some magic powers a little bit for the old man? I'm begging you. ”

The red-robed Taoist priest who was above all living beings immediately laughed, and he rushed down and replied, "Okay Young Master Ling."

Immediately, the snow-white whisk in his hand fell so vigorously towards the earth of the world.

A snow-white Dao Gate like a cloud of steam, in an instant, struck towards a certain position on the ground!

And the person who was personally attacked and killed by the Xianhao Guan Lord was the cloud official who was in the midst of thousands of armies, holding a sword and killing wildly.

That name was very strange, and the thin sword cultivator who was not good-looking, at this moment, was already completely split.

Nicknamed the Dragon Slaying Sword, he has indeed killed many dragons, and he never imagined that in addition to the palace master of the Peach Blossom Palace, there is another Daomen Immortal Master.

Moreover, looking at the appearance of the red-robed Taoist priest, he was even higher than Lu Yi...... Wait, what did Ling Zhen say just now?

Xianhao?!

Yun Yan was shocked like five thunderbolts.

The moment he raised the white sword above his head, he suddenly remembered something, and then all thoughts were lost, like falling into an ice cellar.

Just because he really recalled the overly loud name "Xianhao" from his mind, how much heritage and value is behind it.

The weight of that name is so heavy that he can't afford it at all, no less than Wuyue falling on the verge of falling.

That's one of the top ten masters of the human race, the invincible Great Xuantong Guan Guan Master Immortal Hao of the Daomen Immortal Arts!

He Lu Yi is already that kind of cultivation and magic, but this red-robed Taoist with the Dao name of Xianhao is known as the pinnacle existence of the first person in the Immortal Sect of the Terran Race.

Why does such a powerful power with hands and eyes appear here?!

Could it be that there is something to do between Lu Yi and Xianhao?

Didn't the man in Tsing Yi who wore a mask make it clear before he went out that there were no other powerful characters in the Peach Blossom Palace except for Ling Zhen and Palace Master Lu Yi?

How could a top-level immortal master, one of the top ten masters, appear here and make a move for Lu Yi?

Why could he, Ling Zhen, be protected by these two powers at the same time?!

While Yun Yan was shocked to the point that his scalp was numb, he no longer had any reservations, and all of them sacrificed his natal sword to the tide, and the sword power was like a tide, and it came to the shore.

Relying on the power of the sword cultivator's natal divine power, he condensed a giant dark blue gaseous long sword, the natal giant sword, which was facing the same direction as the saber Honghu, and lay above his head.

In this way, he tried to block Xianhao's fall of dust and save his precarious Dao life.

Obviously, it's just an unusual understatement from Xianhao.

It's just a tiny wisp of white mist-like true power.

But it is inconceivable and contains enough to make thousands of living beings live and die on the spot, and the terrifying Dao rhyme and immortal supernatural power.

The wisp of white gas fell.

In the blink of an eye, it was easy and fast to defeat the dark blue natal sword and scatter it!

The gaseous long sword named the first line of tide turned into the last wisp of sword qi in its life, becoming a line of tide, and was washed away without a trace.

No more sword energy.

After the Sword Cultivator Cloud Official's Natal Sword disappeared, he felt an unprecedented pain to his bones.

That kind of pain came out of one's own heart, not only was the sword heart collapsed, but even the physical body was seriously damaged.

It is like a god-man with infinite power, who comes out with his palms from all directions, and does it with all his might, and each palm is aimed at his own vital point.

There is no human affection at all, the art of killing, iron and cold face, and there is no half of affection!

Although the pain in his body was unbearable, at this moment, Yun Yan, who was no longer even a sword cultivator, his already hunched slightly bowed body was even more bent hard.

It's like a humanoid prawn still standing on the ground, and its life is in danger.

The tendons and veins of his hands had been seriously damaged, his arms trembled, and the long-haired messy Yun Servant did his best to hold the Honghu Sword and not let the long sword get out of his hand.

In mid-air, stepping on auspicious clouds and wearing a bright red robe, the Taoist Dazhen Xianhao, looked at the cloud officials who had been severely injured below, and seemed to have a slight sense of pity, and did not directly continue to kill people with a knife.

The hunchbacked man, nicknamed the Dragon Slaying Sword in the past, trembled violently, but he still lifted the extremely long white blade above his head.

The sharp tip of the sword was facing the sky, towards the person at the pinnacle of the human race's immortal arts.

The iron cavalry warriors of the True Martial Arts Camp around them took advantage of this opportunity to kill this damn sword cultivator who had killed many robes with weapons in their hands, so as to avenge their brothers and avenge their hatred!

And the number one dead soldier of the Jiyuan Domain's Palace, who was still in the encirclement, raised his sword high, and after the sword heart was shattered, the sword intent on his body had not completely dissipated.

The internal force surged to the right arm, and there was still residual strength in the lower plate, and with a kick of both feet, the whole body rose from the ground, turning into a white rainbow like a flash, and rushed towards the top.

To use this sword, this swordsmanship, this sword move, this sword intent.

Deliver the last sword he can hand out in this life to the Great True Immortal Hao!

The real immortal who was ethereal in the high place, surrounded by colorful qi machines, looked very calm, and had no words, just sighed slightly, and the dust fell again.

The cloud official handed the sword to the sky.

And the burly grassland man who fought bloodily on the ground has ushered in the death period that belongs to him.

In the palm of Lu Yi, the palace master of the Peach Blossom Palace, the third and fourth colored thunderbolts appeared.

The red and blue thunder and lightning dragon just now belonged to fire and water, and the two thunders of water and fire made Dadar Mug's talisman completely lose its small utility and lose the last hole card.

But because of anger and hatred, this bold beast-skinned man did not choose to flee from this place in embarrassment, and out of anger and commitment, he firmly chose the path of death.

It's really worthy of that heroic spirit!

Mu Ge stepped forward and rushed forward, the black qi on the Eagle King knife was rolling, if the black dragon was dancing wildly, it was the product of the condensation and combination of his natal true qi and sword technique.

The power of killing is endless, and the creation is extraordinary.

Helplessly, he didn't have a chance to get close to the body of the Lu Great Palace Lord, and two terrifying electric dragons with thunder rushed out of the palms of the pink-robed palace master.

One white and one black, just like the Tai Chi gossip yin and yang in the Daomen, the double thunder attacked and killed quickly!

This is the golden thunder and the wooden thunder among the five thunders.

These two thunderbolts with great gravitational power were extremely dazzling, shaking the giant man from the grassland, and he couldn't open his eyes at all.

But the extraordinary courage in Mug's chest that lasted until death prompted him to rely on his consciousness and insist on continuing to move forward.

The two yin and yang thunders came almost at the same time, and there was a slight sequence of time, but they were not completely superimposed.

The white thunder was the fastest, and in an instant, it smashed the black sword Eagle King, which already had a huge crack, into pieces of rotten iron, and had no use value.

Along with the knife, it was Dadar Mug's two hands holding the sword and his two muscular arms.

The bones were shattered, the muscles were gone, and all at once it was reduced to a miserable nothingness.

And the hideous and terrifying black lightning "Jiaolong" that took a step back penetrated into Mug's strong chest in a breath.

The internal organs, heart, spine, and so on were completely washed away and festered, and they were no longer complete, and people's lives were put to rest in an instant.

In fact, the burly man Dadar Mug at this time was already a dead man in the complete and true sense.

But Lu Yi, this Daomen Immortal Master, still launched the fifth thunder with some reluctance.

This heavy thunder light is the most dazzling, showing a golden color, making the square as bright as day, so bright that no living beings can look directly.

That's the last of the five elements - earth!

The divine and golden thunder dragon roared and rushed into Dadar Mug's head, and the whole head was completely swallowed by Lu Yi's electricity.

The body and the soul were slaughtered and destroyed.

When the brilliance dissipates, the thunder is gone, and there is really no room for it.

The steppe man was no longer a corpse, and here there were only a few pieces of wreckage and flesh, pitifully few, and even the bones and souls were blown to shreds.

Moog is dead, and there is no knife left.

The cloud official of the head of the dead man, he was the same, and accepted the fate of his companion.

The long-haired sword cultivator who was seriously injured, after being destroyed by the Dao Qi Yun Force, endured the terrible pain of his fingers, gritted his teeth and clenched the long sword Honghu, and rushed upwards to the sky, killing the immortal qi Daoist in the bright red robe.

stabbed out the dying sword as a dragon slayer powerhouse in Shudi.

The great real immortal above the floating clouds, as ruthless as a real god, shook the long handle of the dust again.

It was another wisp of ethereal Dao Qi True Power, falling downward.

It happened to collide with the surging killing power, the sword swept up, and the sword tip was full of lethality!

After this collision, the sound was monstrous, and the hunchbacked sword cultivator's body fell straight from a height.

The force of the impact smashed into a deep pit inside.

Inside the pit, it was the poor sword cultivator who had both the natal sword and the saber shattered!

Without waiting for the group of armored cavalry to make a move, Xian Hao, a top master of magic, shook his sleeves, and a big red talisman floated out of his sleeve.

Fell into the pit that had just been smashed out, like a tomb.

A large flame quickly grew in the cave.

The color of the fire is unusual, it is a faint orange red in the blue and blue, fluttering and flickering, this is a treasure collected by the chief of the fairy hao, called "the flame talisman of the immortal".

Use this talisman to make the sword cultivator who has already been killed, and there is no more soul to speak of.

The muscles, bones, flesh and blood, and even the soul, the yin god and the yang god, were completely destroyed by the "immortal flame" brought by this rare talisman, and burned it all, leaving no residue behind!

At this point, the important generals and dead soldiers under the command of the King of the Jiyuan Domain, Dadar Mug and Yun Yi, have all died here.

And they all died very tragically.

Not to mention the lack of weapons, not even a complete corpse and remnant soul remained!

In this way, if you look at who their opponent is, it is completely understandable, there is nothing to make a fuss about.

Lu Yi and Xianhao.

The two are the top powerhouses of the human race that can be described by either "real person" or "heavenly monarch", or the true monarch of the Daomen

Being an enemy of a Taoist priest who represents the top combat power of the Dao method of the Han Lan Continent will end up like this, and it can even be said that it is too cheap for them.

If the Lu Palace Lord and the Immortal Hao Guan Lord were willing to make a move with hatred, then there would be countless ways to kill and abuse them, and there would be many terrible ways to make these two people worse than death.

Killing directly like this is already considered very merciful!

Nearly 5,000 elite cavalry from the Zhenwu Battalion have been summoned from the wine and meat ruin bracelet without any reservation.

The white-clothed young man Ling Xiaoxiao deliberately did not call out the two mountain villa gods in the secret realm of returning to the ruins, because she knew very well that the final victory in this battle was a foregone conclusion.

Let Ji Du and Luo Hu, the two god generals, continue to stay in the wine pond and enjoy themselves happily, if there is really a strong enemy that cannot be defeated in the future, it is not too late to call them to fight.

The group of cavalry clans from the Jiyuan Palace, after witnessing the terrible picture of Mu Ge and Yun Yi dying in battle, and having no corpses, almost all of them were in a broken state of mind, trembling, and so scared that they couldn't fight anymore.

They couldn't be stronger than the soldiers of the True Martial Battalion in terms of hard power, and they didn't even have the mind to continue fighting to meet the enemy at this time, so what useful things could they expect from them?

has been truly reduced to a bunch of waste.

And the blue silk boy who was riding on the back of the alien beast didn't know if he was too afraid and forgot to give orders, or if he intended to let this group of cavalry from his own palace be responsible for delaying the enemy to buy him time to escape.

He just shouted desperately—"Blue Water Bright Spirit Beast, quickly take me out of here!" ”

Then Ling Xi, who was the prince of the Jiyuan Domain, rode the huge blue and yellow beast and fled in a direction away from the Peach Blossom Palace.

Xian Hao was still high in the sky, stepping on the ethereal pale white clouds under his feet, and swinging his Dao Power True Qi towards the ground again and again.

Anyone who was hit by that Daomen rhyme, regardless of the people and horses, the sturdy armor on their bodies was as brittle as glass, and it shattered in an instant, and then the force penetrated the inside, the bones were broken and the tendons were broken, and everyone died like a puddle of mud!

The Lord of the Lu Great Palace was still on the ground, and the thunder qi on those dazzling pink robes continued to surge, and there was an immortal atmosphere of the Nine Heavens Thunder Sect Honorable God.

Except for his figure and appearance, Lu Yi's temperament at this moment is actually not much worse than that of the red-robed Dao Elder Immortal Hao.

Slender and winding thunder and lightning are raging on the ground, just like the dragons that raged in the land of ancient Shu.

The thunder shines too brightly, and it shines brightly everywhere, and there is no limit to the thunder on the earth!

In the square outside the gate of the Peach Blossom Palace, dead people were piled up, and the corpses were full of flesh and blood, and the scene was shocking and abnormal.

And as the pink-robed Lu Palace Lord continued to make moves, the killing power of Lei Fayun's aura did not decrease at all.

As long as those who are unfortunate enough to be swept away by these angry thunders, without any accidents, they will become a miserable pile of rotten meat on the spot, and the fate of people and horses is exactly the same, where can there be half an accident at all?

There are immortals whisking dust, and the real power is immortal.

There is Thor under the shot, and the electricity is dead.

There are countless dead people in a good place, and the gods are going to crush mortals arbitrarily!