Hundreds of immortal sun volleys, golden canning, fairy light forever!

The chaotic starlight was blocked, and the two heavenly soldiers collided in the void, turning into a black hole in a radius of hundreds of feet, and the terrifying devouring power spread in all directions.

Poof!

The human race powerhouse screamed in grief, unable to resist this devouring force, and was swallowed by the black hole and torn into powder.

Yuan Huatian's eyes were solemn, he had already expected this moment, but he didn't expect it to be an immortal heavenly soldier like Moke Xianyang, extremely powerful, comparable to his primordial god ding.

The Iron Fist Ridge Mountain was defeated, the Soul Breaking Sword Ye Yi was also defeated, and although the Heavenly Hand Yuan Huatian had the Primordial Divine Ding, the young Venerable of the Eight Clans also had Moke Xianyang to resist.

Cave Void World Realm.

The Aurora of the Terran Race, the faces of many great powers are pale, which has deviated from their original intention and has become a massacre.

"We sent them on their way with our own hands. ”

"I'm ashamed!"

"Sage!"

Many powerful people looked at the young sage with heavy eyes, if there were still people who could change the outcome, only if the sage made a move, they could stop the fight.

The young sage frowned, his whole body emitted immeasurable light, like a round of blazing sun rising and falling in the cave void world, the qi belonging to the saint permeated all directions, and in the pitch-black cave void world, golden runes appeared, like a round of small suns, emitting dazzling light and heat.

"Qing Ke, you want to make a move!" The purple mist churned, the demon shadows were heavy, and the cold voice of the demon sage resounded through the void.

The young sage's gaze was like a torch, as if it had penetrated through endless time, and he had reached the depths of the purple mist, and after a few breaths, he was full of brilliance and restraint. No visions are generated.

"Sage! Everybody's going to die!"

This moment. The Qinghu Sword Master couldn't calm down, and his heart was transmitted, wanting to ask the Sage to take action.

"Sage, please come to the rescue!"

"Sage, we are careless, we can't let innocent people die!"

Many great powers also spread the word, and the young Venerable of the Eight Clans entered the flock like a dragon and tiger, and the Nian Imperial City was temporarily closed. can only enter but not out, although the human race also has tigers and dragons, but the whip is beyond the reach of the whip.

"I can't make a move!"

At this time, the young sage of the human race finally spoke, and a gentle and heavy voice resounded in all the powerful spiritual realms.

"Sage, what is this for, knowing that the Tao is wrong, but still insisting on it!"

"The people are bleeding, but we are here to watch!"

"Kill! Even if the stone breaks the earth, you must kill!"

Many of the great powers were puzzled, and they did their best to speak out. I want to make a move and kill my way out of the Cave Void World. But there was a god in the spiritual world, and no one could move a single step, and they were all imprisoned in place.

As strong as the Qinghu Sword Master, he is also awe-inspiring in his heart, this is the imprisonment from the heart, this is the sage thought, which contains the laws of heaven and earth, and all the laws are ants.

"There's a holy soldier targeting here!"

The young sage's tone was solemn, and he was also a little unwilling, which made many great powers frightened, and it was really shocking that there were holy soldiers aimed here.

The so-called holy soldier, that is the Taoist weapon that belongs to the saint, no matter how powerful the saint in the reincarnation realm, the blade he has can only be called the reincarnation divine weapon, and only the blade of the perfect saint can be called a holy soldier, transcendent into the sainthood, and has the qualification to become a king.

A mouthful of holy soldiers is aimed at this place, the slightest carelessness, even the saint will be hated, at this moment, many great powers finally understand why the Qingke saint always hesitates and refuses to make a move, which is likely to attract a thunderous blow.

With a blow from the Holy Soldier, only the Sage can not die, and the only one under the Sage is the death of the body, which is a deterrent, and many Terran powers gritted their teeth, and what came into their eyes was a blood-stained picture.

……

Before reading the imperial city, blood splashed, white bones pierced the air, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

Xiao Yi stretched out a hand, turned his palm upward, caught a drop of bright red blood, he stared at the crystal of his palm, his eyes gradually turned cold, and then glanced at the elder.

"Enough!"

With a shout, there was no great momentum, but it was like a sharp sword that slashed into the hearts of the eight young venerables of the alien race.

Well?

The eight young alien venerables first sneered in their hearts, and then, three figures were monstrous and pressed towards him.

Xiao Yi looked ahead, this was the three young Venerables from the God Clan, the Demon Clan, and the Stone Clan.

"Thinking you're strong enough, the three of us will send you on your way together. The young Venerable of the Shi Clan spoke, his whole body was as crystal as white jade, his stone hair was flying, and his entire face had been derived from flesh and blood, looking like a young man, his face was like a knife, and his stone eyes were as cold as ice.

"Kill!"

The dragon thirty spit out a word, the Yanlong fist moved, at this moment, his whole person was almost a dragon, his body gave birth to black dragon scales, the black dragon horns on the top of his head were thicker, the black light flowed, and the inky dragon flame shrouded the entire demon body.

"There is no right or wrong, the way is different, to kill and stop fighting!"

Xiao Yi opened his mouth and said such a sentence, the jet-black iron spear appeared in his hand, the Zhutian spear was as black as ink, flashing with a cold metallic luster, and the blade was cold, pointing far ahead.

The three young alien venerables were stunned for a moment, and then they understood what they meant, but their eyes became even colder, and the corners of the protoss youth's mouth flashed with a hint of mockery, and they said coldly: "The strong survive, and the weak can only be reduced to blood food, this is the unchanging reincarnation of the heavens, you are too immature, there is no so-called Tao difference, there are only two kinds of living beings in the world, the strong and the weak!"

The golden spear roared, the young Venerable of the Protoss flew with silver hair, four pairs of holy wings flapped, his eyes were sharp, like the sun and the moon, turning into a holy light piercing forward, the space was like a crack, opening a narrow crack.

In an instant, Xiao Yi closed his eyes, and a bloodstain appeared at the center of his eyebrows, like a blood-colored vertical eye, and then slowly opened, revealing a blood-colored divine mirror, which was simple and full of cracks, but exuded an ancient vicissitudes of life, as if it had been sleeping for endless years, running through a long time and space.

The space seemed to be frozen, and at this moment, everything seemed to slow down, only Xiao Yi slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were calm, but a cold killing aura floated from the depths of his pupils.

Airplanes!

A gunshot sounded, the Zhutian spear turned into a black light, like a black dragon devouring forward, the sound of the gun whimpered, surrounding the body of the gun, a vague phantory shadow emerged, the divine qi was pervasive, but it was shrouded in the breath of killing, and then fell like a meteor, and withered after the extreme glory, as soon as this spear appeared, it made the young Venerable of the Protoss tremble, his golden eyes widened angrily, as if he had insight into something terrible, but he could no longer say a word, and then, he lowered his head with difficulty and looked at his chest, it was a black spear, the cold body of the spear penetrated deep into his body at the moment, and the eyes behind him were difficult to reach, and the tip of the snowy spear did not drip blood, revealing a cold smell。

Burst!

With a soft sound, golden blood and bones flew out, and four pairs of white divine wings exploded, and the delayed space returned to normal.

What the!

The young man of the Shi clan and the dragon thirty were all terrified, their bodies seemed to be frozen by nails, and they stopped in place, their eyes were full of disbelief, and they stared at the seemingly ordinary figure in front of them, which seemed to be more terrifying than the demon god at this moment, and the jet-black iron spear exuded a killing aura.

No one could see that shot clearly, like a black lightning, piercing the sky and harvesting lives, and when everyone reacted, only a golden spear fell to the ground, still screaming in grief.

This is a shocking scene, the young Venerable of the Protoss was blown up in front of the Imperial City, and his body was wiped out, not after a tragic fight, but a blow to life and death, and fell under the Zhutian spear.

"The strong have a way, the existence of living beings has its own meaning, all things coexist, and life cannot be trampled on. ”

At this time, although Xiao Yi's voice was not high, it was engraved into everyone's hearts, like a thunderbolt, deafening.

……

Cave Void World Realm.

The alien aurora clouds, the power of the gods was full of anger, the five pairs of divine wings shook, the five divine rings behind them almost burned, and the holy flames were raging, making many great powers around them jealous and choosing to avoid it.

"This marksmanship is aimed at my gods, the way of killing! Damn, is it the killing spear! Impossible, how can this marksmanship still exist!"

Even if he is a great power, he is frightened, because he can see that this marksmanship is created for the Protoss, and it has a natural oppression for the bloodline of the Protoss. (Today's temporary update, to the most complicated stage of the plot, ten steps of time is tight, I don't want to make it up, and I will resume two changes tomorrow.) (To be continued......)