Jing Yuan Guo is a personal treasure at the bottom of the box.

This time, he took it out without hesitation and used it, which shows the firmness of his murderous intent.

Mu Dazun's blow was so big that Li Fufeng and Feng Xue couldn't afford to be seriously injured, and Tan Weiran, who didn't pay attention to the collapse of the golden body, dared to get close again, which can be called "self-throwing into the net".

Puff twice softly. Hitting Mu Dazun's ninth-order inner armor, the light suddenly dimmed. The blue lotus petals that bloomed with the final blow even scraped a tooth-aching metallic sound on the inner armor.

Tan Weiran showed a smiling face, and the inner armor was broken!

The inner armor was almost broken, and Mu Dazun really felt the mortal danger, a trace of panic and a trace of fear, mixed with anger, as if turning him into an erupting volcano.

"Little brute!"

With an angry scolding, Mu Dazun was shocked and angry. Although he hurriedly fought back, it was still an earth-shattering punch, and it faintly blasted out a looming shatter in the space.

Rao is Tan Weiran retreated extremely quickly, but he was still hit by a blow, condensing the strongest three-percent eclipse spirit, and trying to devour and eliminate the power of this blow. As a result, he was still hit by a blow of rage, and most of the golden body collapsed, and his internal organs trembled faintly, if it weren't for Tan Weiran's eighth-order golden body, this blow would have shattered his internal organs.

"It's really terrifying!" Tan Weiran exclaimed in his heart.

The "myth of invincibility" may be touted in some ways, but it is more about strength, and it is the prestige accumulated over tens of thousands of years.

As we all know, the higher the realm, the more difficult it is to cross the realm.

It is almost impossible for the Shenzhao Realm to be the opponent of the Doom Realm, and the gap between the realms is too big.

If Li Fufeng and the others had reached the limit of the Divine Illumination Realm, it might not be difficult to kill the Great Venerable of the Wood. But at the moment, except for Song Mo and Lie Xifeng, Li Fufeng and the other four are all in the middle stage of Shenzhao, and their cultivation skills are far from reaching their peak in the Shenzhao realm.

So. Pei Donglai is really amazing!

Was Pei Donglai too strong, or was the strong man he killed too weak? This is a mystery that can never be solved.

The wind blew the snow and the two were injured but did not die! Qiu Lie hurriedly rescued the two.

"Wait!" the bloodless wind and snow shouted, concentrating his mind, and in an instant, there was a wisp of divine soul fluctuation, casting some kind of magic spell. There seemed to be a trace of strange mystical aura condensed in the darkness, infused into the slightest sword spirit. Then vomit blood and swing the sword.

Ice and snow return at night, eighty percent of the sword.

The space covered was turned into ice and snow, swept by wind and clouds, and the sky was dark. The most terrifying thing is that the powerful blizzard is raging wildly, all pointing at Mu Dazun!

"Tuji Wagouer!" Mu Dazun was contemptuous, and he admitted that this large group of young monks were indeed very good, if it was fair. Much better than when he was younger. But at the end of the day, the realm gap is too big to pose a real threat at all.

The only thing that can really threaten him is Tan Weiran.

When he repelled Song Mo and the Blazing West Wind respectively with contempt, and at the same time faced the sword spirit of the wind and snow above, he instantly sensed that something was wrong. The sword spirit is still eighty percent, but there is one more mysterious thing in it: "It......'s not good! Laws!"

Eighty percent of the spirit is very powerful, but the gods are fighting according to the realm. It's a little threatening and not fatal. But if this sword spirit is also mixed with the power of some kind of law. It's absolutely scary, it's definitely threatening!

In the blink of an eye, a thin layer of frost covered Mu Dazun's body, as if he had touched something, and suddenly collided with a layer of invisible protective light shield, and the ice and snow sword spirit froze and shattered it.

Mu Dazun broke out in a cold sweat. This is a ninth-order defensive jade pendant, and it is one of the materials that he forcibly asked for from Liuxia after the last battle with Tan Weiran. said that it was about preparing for war, but in fact, it was a bit of blackmail, but I didn't expect it to come in handy.

One move. The wind blows the snow, and then he withdraws from the battle with his own pride.

No one noticed, Li Fufeng was thoughtful at the same time, watching the battle fall silent.

Mu Dazun shook off the power of ice and snow that seeped into his body, and when he looked around, he couldn't say that he was frightened, but he really didn't want to fall into this situation that was not favorable to him. forced back Lu Xingyun and Yan to dance alone, and stepped into the air without hesitation.

Emperor Liuxia, the sect master of the Mirror Lake Sect and countless other people on the alliance side turned pale at this moment, is this an escape?

The next breath, everyone will know if it is.

Mu Dazun slammed his fist into the sky, and he didn't know what to take out, and slapped the inner armor on his body, and it regained a lot of luster in an instant. He laughed loudly: "Little brutes, do you dare to come and fight me!"

Tan Weiran turned into a rainbow and flew into the air: "Don't let him go to the outer vacuum!

After this reminder, Lu Xingyun and the others immediately realized that there was no aura in the vacuum outside the sky. With the seventy or eighty percent of their spirits in the vacuum environment, there is no heaven and earth aura to respond to the amplification power, compared to the power of the seventy or eighty percent of the essence of the Doom Realm, it is definitely a world of difference.

But even if you see it through, where can you catch up.

The sword spirit, the fist spirit, and the sword spirit came out one after another, slashing at Mu Dazun in the air, but the interception effect was not great.

Different from the fight between Yue one and two realms, the gap between the realm and Mu Dazun this time is too big, so big that even Yan Solo Dance is the fastest in life, and he can't even eat dust.

In the end, he could only watch Mu Dazun blast out a spatial crack and escape into the vacuum.

As soon as Tan Weiran smiled bitterly, they were all stunned to see with their own eyes, Mu Dazun, who had just left in the air, was slapped twice in a row by a huge "big hand" that had reached the peak with great momentum: "Go back!"

Like swatting flies, he sent Mu Dazun back to the world from the vacuum outside the sky. From the whirlpool in the air, Kong Tiance's figure can still be faintly seen.

Talking about the surprise intersection of several people, what are you waiting for, on!

Lu Xingyun's eyes flashed, and he glanced at Tan Weiran, and the secret technique and divine soul aura on his body drifted away at the same time. With a ghostly movement, he jumped in the void several times, and stabbed Mu Dazun in the back of the heart with a strange sword!

The only thing that everyone could see was this extremely strange sword, piercing into the ninth-order inner armor that had restored its defense, as easily as piercing into tofu.

Such a strange sword, I don't know how many people are furious in their hearts.

It's a pity that the strength of the Doom Warrior is really beyond the imagination of ordinary people. This sword pierced an inch, and was forced by Mu Dazun's muscles. I can't stab it anymore.

Almost at the same time, Mu Dazun, who was mixed with anger, said in a sharp and fierce tone: "You are looking for death!" A fist slapped Lu Xingyun's defensive light mask collapsed, vomiting blood on the spot, and falling heavily to the ground like a meteor.

Seeing that he was chasing after Lu Xingyun to death, Yan Duwu scattered a trace of divine soul, stimulating the magic technique to merge into the fist. Quick as a wink. The slightest strange aura spread, and Mu Dazun's eyes seemed to be a flower, as if he had come to another empty world, and Lu Xingyun and the others had all disappeared.

Real? Unreal?

Mu Dazun hesitated for a moment or two before reacting, "Damn the illusion, break it for me! You will also die for me!"

With a furious move, he broke Yan Duwu's seventy percent mirror hand illusion, and Mu Dazun did not hesitate to use another sword that was not strong, but fast enough. The left hand swept out the star-like band of light with a knife, and sixty percent of the sword spirit was before Yan Duwu dodged. He chopped her up and vomited blood, and flew upside down twenty miles.

Just a few breaths ago, the seriously injured Li Fufeng gritted his teeth, stomped his feet and shot into the battle not far away. In fact, he also knows how to use magic skills, which is a hole card, and I didn't think about using it in this battle today.

But no one knew that the wind blowing snow could also use magic skills, but the wind blowing snow used it without hesitation. Lu Xingyun will too. I also used it, and there was also a swallow solo dance......

At this moment. If you keep this hole card any longer, you will insult yourself! Li Fufeng said to himself, and sent a voice to Tan Weiran: "Send me close to him!"

"Okay!" Tan Weiran didn't look at it, didn't ask, grabbed Li Fufeng, and a churning pair appeared behind Mu Dazun.

Li Fufeng was calm. Cast the magic skill he comprehended, and hit Zhongmu Dazun with a very risky blow.

Almost at the same time, he was bombarded by the irascible Mu Dazun's backhand, and Tan Weiran was worried that Li Fufeng might not be able to hold on, so he stepped forward. Moment. The few remaining golden bodies were devastated and collapsed, and the "Chixiao Inner Armor" emerged to withstand this blow, and was almost cracked.

Rao is like this, Tan Weiran still spurted a mouthful of blood, two or three broken ribs, and Li Fufeng both fell to the ground, plowed two marks on the ground.

"I have sealed his essence, everyone has less than five breath......s at most" Li Fufeng was seriously injured, more than ten bones were broken, vomited a large mouthful of blood, and forced to shout the last sentence unconscious.

Tan Weiran concentrated his breath, slowly swallowed a breath, showing the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers, and his heart moved: "Little slave, help me!"

The little slave has a majestic and pure innate spiritual power surging, and the true qi that is rushing out of the dantian is combined into one, although it is the power of the little slave, it is extremely compatible, like an arm and a finger, and his eyes are locked and staring at Mu Dazun.

For a while, in the mind of talking about the future, all the people in the world disappeared, and all the voices were forgotten.

Only he remained, and Mu Dazun was left.

Even the distance between the two is clear.

Between him and Mu Dazun, there is only one sword in the room, and it is bound to be the strongest sword.

The wonderful thing is that at this moment, what Tan Weiran thought of was not the Nine Tribulation Thunder Sound, but the Overlord Sword!

Mu Dazun failed to escape into the vacuum outside the sky, and was besieged by a vote of young monks, which made him keenly smell the danger approaching, and gradually became impetuous, at this time, he was attacked one after another, and he was even ignited by the explosives * package, and his reason and emotions were about to fry, and he was even angry to the point of being a little incoherent: "Bastard, little beast, I kill, I kill you, hahaha!"

It's too late, it's too fast, and it's definitely a disaster to face a raging and crazy doom powerhouse. Song Mo and Lie Xifeng fainted when they were hit, and a large cloud of blood-colored mist burst out in mid-air, broken flesh, and flew out for more than 30 miles.

The people on the alliance side were ecstatic to kill the two, but Qiu Lie was ready to fight off and rushed to repel them, and rescued the two who were seriously injured and unconscious in time.

The situation took a turn for the worse, and five of the seven top godlight powerhouses were seriously injured, and the other Tan Weiran was not seriously injured, but it was not light.

At this moment, the only one who is safe and sound is Yan Duwu.

Those who could stand up and continue to fight were the only ones left, Tan Weiran and Yan Duwu.

Continuously breaking the young monk, Mu Dazun's anger eased slightly, he was in a good mood, and laughed wildly: "Hahaha, the power of the Doom Realm, how can you juniors understand, haha." ”

"You are just a bunch of arrogant juniors, and today, I have taken your lives to let you know that crossing the realm of doom is not something you can challenge......

A flash of light.

The light in a radius of hundreds of miles seemed to be absorbed by a magical power, and suddenly became dark, this darkness was less than a tenth of a breath, and it only made people feel that it was dark in front of their eyes. It even makes people feel that it was a hallucination, not a real thing.

But many monks knew that the whole world was dark for a moment.

What made this moment of darkness come was a sword that Tan Weiran wielded.

This sword light is brighter than before, sharper than before, and faster than before!

It is eighty percent of the world's sword spirit!

Mu Dazun saw it and reacted, but he still couldn't dodge, this terrifying unparalleled sword technique that could reach a higher level.

If you slow down the time, you can clearly see how Mu Dazun's inner armor collapsed, and was blown apart by a ray of light, destroying the defense.

A wound appeared on Mu Dazun's chest that was neither deep nor indebted, sneering with blood.

The pain tore through his heart, tearing at Mu Dazun's senses, and he touched the wound that was more than a foot long, his hands were full of blood, and there was a faint smell of fish. This reminded him that he was injured, and not lightly.

Lu Xingyun, who was lying down with a serious injury, suddenly moved at this time, and used secret techniques to integrate swordsmanship and use magical powers.

A few jumps in an instant, a few flickering, with a demonic aura, ghostly appeared, and the ordinary sword without a trace of fireworks quietly sank into the back of Mu Dazun's head!

The pain increased tenfold, stimulating Mu Dazun's feelings, and his eyes reflected a deep incomprehension, as well as a trace of confusion.

He was a strong man who had survived doom, why he was defeated, why he died at the hands of a group of young monks? He couldn't figure it out, he couldn't figure it out at all.

The Wood Dazun has fallen!

This is the first doom to die at the hands of a monk in tens of thousands of years! (To be continued......