"Boom!" Providence criss-crossed, and invisible ripples were seen spreading as far as possible between the collisions, rippling in all directions. Xin Fang's warriors' eyebrows were as red as fire at the moment, and they vaguely looked like images. Xin Fang's successive targeted Providence offensives finally overwhelmed the so-called sunrise, and the external Providence under the roar collided with the inside, hovering and roaring, as if unwilling.

Xin Fang's body hung high in the sky, his robe hunting, facing the flow routine of the providential phenomenon that stretched his vision below. For the first time, a cross-pole style has added a connotation under the interpretation of the imperial system, and the vicissitudes of life flow in the road, a flower and a world, and thousands of providences are all on one finger.

Xin Fang snorted, the sword style in his right hand was deep to the right, and the last stroke of the space rune was with a majestic black, and the essence bloomed in a blur. He frowned, his eyebrows folded, and his right hand trembled slightly, as if this last stroke could exhaust his life's Dao method.

With the completion of Xin Fang's last stroke, the cross-polar track talisman that was originally looming in front of him suddenly rose with a golden light, and every place was full of potential, aiming at the array of black below. The sunrise providence, which was already at a loss, was shattered under the heavy destruction of the cross-road, and if anyone broke away from the main body, it was immediately covered by runes, and it disappeared in an instant.

Xin Fang panted and looked down, even if the Dao Cultivation Emperor was in the middle level, it was still a high load for him to cast such a huge one-type cross-pole, but he was still able to use the one-type cross-pole just right this time. When the last sunrise providence was reduced to nothingness, the flow of a type of cross-pole was also consumed, and there was no residual power, and it did not hurt the god of carving and the god of food.

After closing the momentum, Xin Fang stood beside the Eagle God and the Food God in a half-dizzy state, waiting for them to wake up. The god of the eagle finally recovered after a moment of adjustment, and the god of food was restored because of the god of the eagle. The Eagle God saw Xin Fang, and then looked at the dim scene of the four weekends, and asked, "Xin Fang, where is this place?" Xin Fang gasped and said solemnly, "Eagle God, that sunrise is actually fake!" Xin Fang then simply told the Eagle God and the God of Food about the experience of Shicai. They were dumbfounded. The eagle god returned, and he clearly sensed a terrifying killing breath beckoning to him at this moment.

"What the hell is this place?" the god of food waved his sleeves and flicked it around in front of him, dispelling the ethereal Meng Yuan, and asked Xin Fang and the Eagle God. Xin Fang couldn't figure it out, just shook his head. The eagle god looked in all directions, absentmindedly brushed his long beard, and exclaimed with a solemn face: "It's not good! We have been lured into the sun, moon and sky!"

The three of them frowned, the place they didn't want to go to finally came, and what they didn't want to happen might have happened. Before the three of them could come to their senses, there was a sudden rumbling and shaking in the sky. In this way, the space is distorted and transferred back and forth. Such an impulse in the sky made their expressions full of deep solemnity.

"Boom!" the sky seemed to be punched hard by the giant god, and the sky cracked like a dark cloud that filled the entire sky. There was a loud bang, as if someone was roaring angrily. The sky gets darker and darker, and the scene suddenly advances into the night. Thousands of dead leaves, rotten trees, fallen flowers and broken grass were swept into the realm by the sudden wind and tornado, and the space of Weizhen was on one side. I saw an endless black hole roaring out of the tornado in the gale, ruling the space like a flood and connecting the heavens and the earth.

Wherever the black hole passed, there were scribbling on the face-to-face dangers, which were all Dao methods containing great poison, although they were not aimed at the three of Xin Fang alone. But even Yu Wei could not be ignored, and his momentum was on par with Zheng, so they were chased and intercepted by the black holes at this moment, and the originally impregnable protective array gradually dimmed. Although Xin Fang continued to draw out the flame of the Yan Emperor to solidify the town (Sun Yan Huo. In fact, it is the comprehensive burning state of the Sleeping Flame and the Dantian Extreme Fire, not the real Yandi Flame, and the Yandi Flame will not appear unless Xin Fang is willing to reveal the identity of the Yan Emperor), but the ferocity of the black holes makes Xin Fang's consolidation stretched. Such as tearing down the east wall and making up the west wall. The Protective Array was eventually torn into fragments, crumbling, leaving only an empty shell.

"It's terrible that the sun and moon are falling!" Xin Fang said solemnly. The god of eagles and the god of food behind him shuddered when they heard this. Compared with the first time Xin Fang and the God of Food saw the sun, moon and skyfall, the Eagle God, who had an eye experience for this, could still find a temporary method in addition to being dignified. He said loudly, "You are all about to use your strongest attack on the Layer Protection Array!" As he spoke, he had already raised his hand to condense a divine seal, and the attack intent was full of stars, and his fingertips burst into silver in the blink of an eye.

The Eagle God looked at the black hole storm outside the Layer Protection Array, shouted "Probe your hand to pick the moon", and at the same time, his right hand suddenly moved upward, pushing the white law formed by the silver fans in his palm towards the Layer Protection Array. The god of food on the side shouted, he punched his left fist and slapped his right, although there was no magic routine at all, but the power was extremely great, and the Dao Dao was the middle level offensive of the emperor system, that was his strongest offensive.

Since the four fragments of the Dominating Yuan Shen have not yet been fully combined, and the Heavenly Providence and Flame have not yet been freely decomposed from the time mysteries and space mysteries, Xin Fang has not been able to perform the Divine Soul Fusion, the Nian Huo One Finger and various emperor character magic skills for the time being, so he can only choose the realm mysteries that are equally powerful but must be peculiar in play.

Xin Fang's eyebrows are burning with the sun and fire, the flames are elegant, and the virtual and the real are staggered. In the vast cosmic artistic conception, the divine power is constantly released, and through the continuous change of form through Xin Fang's upper dantian, all kinds of small sacred flames are listed. In Xin Fang's seemingly understated gestures, the little sacred flame was interpreted in an instant, hundreds of transformations, and the rhythm of the realm was revealed. When the sun was completely enveloping Xin Fang's arms, he flicked his sleeves and began his strongest attack.

The successive extreme bombardment of the mid-level offensive of the Triple Emperor System should be said to be a terrifying destruction of the Golden Light Protector Divine Array, which is enough to deconstruct it. However, under the oppression of the Sun, Moon, Sky and Black Hole Storm, Xin Fang's Triple Emperor Attack was instantly disintegrated before it could be launched under the premise that the opportunity had been lost. It's just that the three emperors attacked the lotus root and broke the thread, but they didn't completely disintegrate, and as soon as the Sanwei people came into contact with the original golden light protection array, they were rendered by it, and finally replaced the former, updating the divine array for the three of Xin Fang and consolidating their defenses.

The Golden Light Protector Divine Array was finally frozen, and this result made Xin Fang, the Eagle God, and the God of Food finally breathe a sigh of relief, and they also looked at the interface outside the protective layer in the pranayama, which was really the apocalyptic scene: endless black hole storms raged in space, and the most representative were those windtornadoes that were indiscriminate. Everywhere they passed, everything was empty, and sometimes there was even a bizarre celestial phenomenon where two tornadoes met and one of them was blown away.

However, they didn't know if it was because of the luck of heaven or some other reason, those brutal tornadoes could no longer come close to them from a distance of ten miles away, they either turned around, or automatically went up, left or right, but none of the phoenix tornadoes ever approached them. There were only layers of darkness around them, and people almost lost their vision.

But Xin Fang's three minds are tighter, in this kind of dangerous place, the more they look at the safe place, the more dangerous it will be. They now have no higher way to consolidate the Golden Light Protective Divine Array, and only by carefully exploring every suspicious place can they minimize their losses, or even be foolproof.

The atmosphere was shrouded in vigilance and gloom, and the turmoil outside the Golden Light Protective Divine Array was continuous, and the gods were about to be broken. Xin Fang, the Eagle God, and the Food God stared solemnly at the uncertain wind battles, all wanting to explore some valuable information from the sound and sound boom.

The black outside the array is no longer black, and it is blurred into gray and gray into yin between tumbling; but the gray circulates to a certain level, and purple gradually replaces the gray; the space that rises and falls one after another cannot retain the gorgeous purple, and can only let it go; when the purple disappears, the blue comes forward; the blue is brilliant but it is only a flash in the pan, and it has withdrawn from the stage of history before it has completely enveloped the protective layer. That's where the twist comes in, and it's called Kim.

Only then did the three of Xin Fang discover that in this great murderous Western Wilderness where the gods had failed, there was still a bright existence. The golden heaven and earth carried their leaf, and the golden color of the protective layer inconspicuously merged in the gold, swaying forward.

Later, every qiē turned white, which was non-negotiable, and even the profound vision of Dao Hei could not avoid the rendering of white, and gradually dissipated. In the reign of white, the golden gold that the three of Xin Fang were carrying was naturally inescapable, and the protective layer divine array fell heavily on the ground level, and it was torn apart. (To be continued......)