The infinite blue dust and Dao robe were layered on top of each other, wrapping the iron knife that fell from the sky.

Strange Red is surrounded by arrows breaking through the air and traces like torrential rain.

The White Tiger God stabbed down the iron spear.

As Tsing Yi expected, this shot failed to pierce Chen Changsheng's body.

An incomparably divine aura emanated, and the State Religion Scepter appeared behind him, blocking such a violent but insidious blow!

The White Tiger God General shouted loudly, and the True Yuan burst out, and the iron spear pierced through the divine brilliance and headed towards Chen Changsheng.

With a soft sound, Chen Changsheng slashed in front of him, fighting hard with the White Tiger God General, and his face became even paler.

At this moment, a breath appeared on the cliff floor.

It's hard to describe in words, it has a peculiar smell, it's very fishy, but it doesn't stink, it's just terrifying.

It seems to have the fishy smell of seawater, and it is like the bloody smell of the blood of those beasts and fish that have been finned off in the seawater.

This aura was so powerful, so powerful that even the divine aura emitted by the National Sect Scepter was suppressed!

This breath comes from Tsing Yi Ke.

At the last moment, he no longer had to hide it, and he wantonly exuded his aura to the heavens and the earth, showing an unimaginably powerful realm!

Those small sect cultivators who were standing beside him were shocked by this domineering aura and vomited blood and fell to the ground.

From a long distance, the Tsing Yi guest struck Chen Changsheng's back with a palm!

In the sky above the cliff, a cyan giant palm appeared, carrying the fishy smell of sea breeze and blood water, roaring through the air and crashing towards the top of Chen Changsheng's head.

This cyan giant palm contained an extremely terrifying power, and it fell down like a sea!

Compared with the means of the Tsing Yi Ke, the Infinite Blue Heavenly Lotus Sea is much weaker in comparison!

Feeling this breath and looking at the guest in Tsing Yi, Xu Yourong's face was snow-white, and he thought to himself where this strong man came from!

Tsing Yi Ke is much stronger than the Infinite Blue realm, and of course he is a true powerhouse who has been immersed in the Divine Realm for many years.

The problem is that there are not many such strong people in the entire continent, who doesn't know them?

The aura of this Tsing Yi guest obviously does not belong to any one, where did this person come from?

Tang Thirty-six and Gou Hanshi, Hu Thirty-two and other priests and Nanxi Zhai disciples were all stunned, and they couldn't even make a sound.

Fighting against the White Tiger Divine General with a seriously injured body, and being attacked by such a terrifying Divine Realm powerhouse, it seemed to anyone that Chen Changsheng had fallen into a desperate situation.

Who can save him at this time?

The beast tide in Zhou Yuan or Nanke, or those heavenly calligraphy tablets on his wrists?

No, none of that.

That Tsing Yi guest's realm strength is too terrifying!

Suddenly, the sword momentum in the sky suddenly flourished, and the sprinkling clear light seemed to be coated with a layer of cold light.

Obviously, Wang Po sensed the aura and murderous intent of the Tsing Yi guest, and wanted to break through the lotus sea and come out to save Chen Changsheng.

The dust is broken, and the iron knife will fall.

But it's still not down.

Qingguang fell on the cliff floor, and the sharp knife intent also fell at the same time.

The stranger in Tsing Yi was unmoved.

He did the math very clearly.

Three breaths is three breaths.

Infinity Blue can at least stop the iron knife for three breaths.

When he killed Chen Changsheng, the knife momentum that fell from the sky might make him hurt a little, but what was that?

If the Infinity Bi and the Red Couple are to bear the charge of killing the Pope, they must join forces with him.

Three Divine Realm powerhouses joined forces, even if that iron knife was strong, what could it do?

No matter how cautious the prime minister is, won't he be able to see the situation clearly at that time?

With the temperament of the Chen royal family, he will inevitably end up in person and plot the first credit.

Wang Po will definitely die!

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The king is dead.

The Pope is dead.

The saint died.

The palace is broken.

The Virgen is silent.

The state religion is in decline.

The White Emperor City is already in my hands.

The old city of snow is used to control the imperial court.

When the world is divided into three.

Then divide the world equally.

Finally monopolize the world!

This incomparably beautiful picture has been imagined and secretly sketched by him and his people for many years.

Today is finally ushering in an extremely grand start.

The eyes of the Tsing Yi guest were still cold, but the deepest flame called ambition had begun to burn.

As long as his palm fell, no matter what magic weapon Chen Changsheng was carrying, or even the artifact of the state religion, he would be slapped into powder.

For this, he was ready to lose several fingers.

However.

The next moment.

Suddenly there was a touch of crimson on that incomparably beautiful picture!

All the patterns, such as the Jin Ge Iron Horse, such as the Shinto Walk, such as the Linyuan Voyeur Demon, were all a little blurry by the red color, and they could no longer be seen!

The red grew brighter and brighter, as if it were about to turn into blood.

The flame in the depths of Tsing Yike's eyes suddenly went out.

Because his palm didn't fall.

Chen Changsheng did not die.

Blocking his palm was a small red flower.

All the red he saw came from this.

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An extremely dull voice fell into the ears of everyone on the cliff floor.

The sound was like a wet flocculent, like a falling mud, like a red wet patch.

A small red flower appeared behind Chen Changsheng.

Then, it began to bloom, blooming, giving birth to countless petals, swaggering, and bearing the giant blue light palm that fell from the sky.

The light and shadow were suddenly chaotic, the killing intent suddenly rose, and the pupils of the Tsing Yi guest shrank suddenly.

Of course he knew the little red flower.

All cultivators know that little red flower.

This little red flower has been tied to its red tail finger for many years.

It wasn't until today, along with the destruction of the black hole vortex formed by the Falling Star Stone, that Little Red Flower was free to walk as she pleased.

But where the little red flower goes and what to do, of course, you still have to obey the owner's wishes.

It suddenly appeared behind Chen Changsheng, blocking the killer blow of the Tsing Yi guest, which naturally meant a different kind of red.

Why did Don't Red suddenly come to the rescue of Chen Changsheng?

You must know that Chen Changsheng is his murderous enemy, even if Chen Changsheng expressed his willingness to leave with him for the last time before, which made him have some suspicions, why not?

Tsing Yi couldn't understand why, and didn't continue to think about it.

Because it takes time to think.

As a powerhouse in the Divine Realm, with only a slight thought, he can deduce the causes and consequences of many things in a very short period of time.

But Tsing Yi knew that he couldn't even waste this little time at this time.

The time of three breaths is really short, and it is fleeting.

The Tsing Yi guest flew out of the cliff without hesitation, and did not look at the field again.

Whether the White Tiger God General will be able to kill Chen Changsheng or whether King Xiang is ready to make a move, he doesn't care anymore.

His castration was like wind and thunder, his clothes fluttered, shattering the green tree, and he went hundreds of feet away in an instant.

However, as if it had some kind of spirituality, the little red flower shattered the giant blue light palm that fell from the sky, and suddenly disappeared from the place, and suddenly went to the air beyond the cliff, and the petals were scattered, covering the sky for miles like rain, sealing the way of the Tsing Yi guest.

Each bright red petal contains a terrifying power, and its weight is like a mountain.