In this battle, Wang Qian's strength shocked all the Holy Sons, and he could survive being besieged by the Six Great Holy Sons, how could this not be shocking.

After the Taiqiong Holy Son made a move, the other Holy Sons also made a move at the same time, and in the blink of an eye, Wang Qian was submerged in the many immortal magic powers, and he couldn't even take care of the seriously injured Blood Demon Holy Son.

The holy son of King Kong practiced Donkey Kong Buddha Gong, the Buddha's light was immeasurable, a huge King Kong Dharma Image, bursting the void, one after another Buddha Gate Dharma Seal continued to bombard, everywhere was the Buddha's light, Zen singing endlessly.

The arms of the holy son of poetry and painting swiped together, the poems and paintings were covered in the air, the rhyme was boundless, the true and false were converted, countless terrible characters were suppressed towards Wang Qian, and there were pictures of mountains and rivers and rivers, and the avenue was covered with divine light, which wiped out thousands of voids.

The Great Yan Holy Son roared angrily, and also made his own move, he incarnated into a round of the Great Sun, and was born out of thin air, the blazing immortal light burned a qiē, and there was a sea of fire between heaven and earth.

There is also the Holy Son of the Heavenly Star, with a loud shout, there are thousands of huge stars under the influence, falling from the sky, constantly bombarding and killing, and there is a galaxy catalog buzzing and trembling, plunging Wang Qian into a sea of stars, and countless stars continue to explode around him.

These saint-level characters, with their hands like lightning, their minds are sharp, and the infinite immortal magic powers between their thoughts came out, completely enveloping Wang Qian.

The real danger is coming, this scene is even more powerful than the Shencheng pressure just now, and many Holy Sons' divine powers and immortal skills have been comprehended to a peak point, containing terrifying Dao charm, and the lethality is extremely terrifying.

The chaotic light around Wang Gan's body was constantly shattered by many immortal powers, the surging mana was consumed, his face was pale, and the Yuan Tu Holy Sword in his hand was agitated everywhere, and one after another Meng Meng sword qi waved, breaking through the layers of space, resisting the ubiquitous immortal light Dao method.

A Xuanqi Gate is as high as 10,000 feet, covering the sky and the sun, breaking through layers of blockades, and fiercely suppressing Wang Gan's body, his face turned pale, and his mouth spurted blood, and he was already injured.

The Holy Son of Taiqiong is worthy of being the pinnacle of the Holy Son, he constantly fights with Wang Gan with the Yin and Yang Great Immortal Technique, and secretly punches out a Xuanqi Gate, and the endless Dao Pattern Runes are condensed into this great magical power, and sure enough, he has established a meritorious service and injured Wang Gan.

"Hmph, Wang Gan, you better hand over the holy soldiers, no matter how powerful you are, you are not the opponent of our six holy sons!"

The voice of the Holy Son of Taiqiong was mighty and powerful, with a mysterious charm, which was to disintegrate Wang Gan's fighting spirit.

Silent and speechless, Wang Qian's body immortal light was even more intense, the whole person was like a cyan divine sun, standing in the sky, the Yuan Tu Holy Sword in his hand turned into a mountain-like size, a sword slashed out, the sword qi condensed into a chaotic color, the terrible killing machine was brewing, tearing a large piece of character painting, and slashed at the poetry and painting holy son, this holy son roared, half of his body was bloody, almost cut in half, and his face was pale.

The battle became more and more fierce, and the Holy Son of Taiqiong had just suppressed Wang Qian with the Gate of Xuanqi, and in the blink of an eye, he slashed at the body of the Holy Son of Poetry and Painting with the Yuan Tu Holy Sword, and both of them were injured.

A golden fist, like half a star, smashed down on Wang Gan's body from the sky, with a loud bang, the void was annihilated, and Wang Gan's body shook even more, spurting blood again.

The supreme vajra law of the King Kong Holy Son, the invincible, directly hit Wang Gan's body, this blow was extremely fierce, Wang Gan felt as if he had been crushed by countless bodies, his body was seriously injured, and he was almost blown up in the air.

The fountain of life flowed, and he continued to attack and kill as quickly as he could.

At this time, many holy sons also played a real fire, every move and style were murderous, blood was flying, and a large stone wheel with black and white divine light swept past the Heavenly Star Holy Son, directly wearing out a large amount of his vitality, his face was pale, and the long roar was shocking, and the starlight was vast, trying his best to restore his vitality.

"Blood Sea Rotting Immortal!"

With a shocking shout, the pale face of the Blood Demon Holy Son came from the sky, his injuries had been stabilized, and a vast sea of blood was struck, and the bloody aura was earth-shattering, this side of the world seemed to be melted alive, this sea of blood was boundless, directly submerged in the past, Wang Gan's eyes were blood-red, his heart was cold, and he felt a great danger, this sea of blood was strange and vicious, melting and corroding a qiē essence blood vitality, and finally it was going to be melted into this sea of blood.

"The sea of bitterness sinks!"

Wang Qian kept coughing up blood, the injury was not light, but at this time, the qi was inflated, extremely powerful, his hands played out layers of mysterious seals, a vast sea phantom appeared, this sea world, illusory and ethereal, it seems that there is zài and does not seem to exist, at this moment, a thick bitter and sinking breath, overwhelming, surging. 、

The sea of bitterness sinks into the great immortal arts! One side of the blood-colored sea, the other side of the illusory sea, seemingly colorless, as if containing a qiē color in the world, just like that, collided together, endless divine light and immortal explosion, there was thunder, wind, gangqi, turbulence, surging, Wang Qian's body shook wildly, the corners of his mouth spilled blood, and the blood demon saint son was not good, the art of the blood sea rotting immortals was shattered, and a bitter sea of sinking immortal light swept by, and half of his body was wiped out on the spot, and the original gods were injured by the mysterious Dao Yun of the bitter sea, screamed, and staggered back thousands of miles.

A beam of cold starlight pierced through Wang Gan's chest, and the Heavenly Star Holy Son took advantage of the moment when Wang Gan and the Blood Demon Holy Son were fighting, and his defense was slightly flawed, so he struck a fierce blow.

Although Wang Gan was besieged, he would be injured every moment, his body was constantly broken, his blood and bones were flying, and his face was pale, but the other holy sons were not much better, the Yuan Tu Holy Sword, the wheel of life and death, the two holy soldiers attacked continuously, destroying the layers of immortal light Dao methods, and setting off pieces of bloody rain.

On the other side, Qinglian suddenly roared, the immortal blood collapsed, and a large hole appeared in her chest, which was pierced by the killing light emitted by the Netherworld Shura Banner, and she was seriously injured, her body staggered, and she almost fell into the sky.

In the end, it was difficult to withstand the joint siege of many True Immortal Overlords, Qinglian's situation was very bad, and the light of the Hades ruler in his hand gradually dimmed.

"Haha, Qinglian, now, I want to see who else can save you!"

Cang Ming coughed up blood at the corner of his mouth, and he didn't know where he fell, but he was directly cut off by Qinglian with the ruler of Hades, and the power of the holy soldiers was constantly eroding his physical body, which was very uncomfortable.

Wang Qian and Qinglian were besieged by everyone, although their own strength was profound, but it was difficult to really resist it, this was completely challenging the limit, and now whether it was Wang Qian or Qinglian, they had almost reached the limit, and they would completely fall at any time.