This sentence made the spell spirit's face change slightly.

Because only those who are killed by its own hands can become the nourishment for him to become stronger.

It wanted to stop Gao Li, but it was too late.

In Gao Li's body, a terrifying energy burst out.

The skull spell evoked a strong sense of crisis, and he hurriedly let go of Gao Li's neck, trying to dodge the burst of energy.

However, Gao Li had already decided to die with the spell spirit, and he released the energy in his body without flinching.

A huge explosion sounded, and a dazzling light overshadowed the sun's brilliance, and everyone closed their eyes in unison.

By the time the explosion subsided, the entire battlefield was blown into chaos.

The spell spirit was blown up and flew hundreds of meters, and its body was severely damaged.

His blood-colored iron chains were also blown off, and in an instant, the blood-colored iron web that shrouded the sky dispersed.

"Sect Master!"

Everyone had tears in their eyes, but they didn't expect Gao Li to use such a tragic way to open a way of life for the disciples of Taixuanmen.

No disciples continued to linger, and they all quickly fled in all directions.

Staying at this moment for a while is to live up to the sacrifice of the sect master Gao Li.

At the same time, the monks of Taixuanmen also took the opportunity to launch a fierce attack.

The monks of the Taixuanmen were overwhelmed with grief, and they all performed their strongest moves and launched a final charge against the spell spirit.

They must hold back the pace of the spell spirit and fight a way out for the disciples of the Taixuanmen.

The spell spirit was extremely annoyed by Gao Li's self-detonation, and when he saw the suicide attack of the Taixuanmen monk, he was even more furious.

"A group of ants, do you really think that if this seat is injured, you can help me?"

The scythe was swung mercilessly, and in an instant another rain of blood fell.

Gao Yan's face was gloomy, ignoring the injuries all over his body, and there was a dead intent in his eyes.

The only person he cared about in this world died, and he lost the idea of living.

Gao Yan exuded a violent energy and rushed towards the spell spirit.

He also wanted to blow himself up like Gao Li, causing the spell spirit to be hit hard.

However, the spell spirit, who had already suffered a loss once, did not give him another chance this time.

Raising his hand, an iron chain pierced through the tall primordial spirit.

Gao Yan fell to the earth, and there was a hint of relief in his eyes.

Over the years, he has pretended to be indifferent, pretended to be invincible, and acted too tired.

Now that I am dead, it is a little easier.

After killing Gao Yan and so many Taixuanmen elders, the spell spirit absorbed a lot of power, and his body was rapidly repairing.

This is the most terrifying thing about the spell spirit, as long as you kill, you can recover all injuries.

In an instant, above the heavenly dome, only Old Ghost Fang and a few sparse elders remained.

They looked at the recovering spell spirit with utter despair in their eyes.

The regeneration power of the spell spirit is too perverted to fight.

Old Ghost Fang saw that many disciples had successfully broken through, and he suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.

Then, he looked at the direction of the Six Peerless Heavens of the Underworld, and recalled the bits and pieces with Zhou Qiankun over the years.

There was a hint of loneliness in his eyes.

thought that he would be able to see the day when Zhou Qiankun was crisscrossing the Holy Spirit Continent, but he didn't expect that in the end, it was the white-haired man who sent the black-haired man.

Perhaps, he is really a disaster star.

How good would it be if he didn't break through?

Isn't this going to happen?

"Alas, that's it, Zhou Qiankun, when you get below, the old man will definitely introduce you to my unsuccessful disciple, and the two of you must get along very well."

Old Ghost Fang sighed heavily, and the thunder bow in his hand was full, injecting all his strength into this arrow.

This is his last fight, although it is a mantis arm as a car, but he has no regrets.

"Hehe, you're all left, ant, struggle as hard as you can, I hope your resistance will interest me."

The spell spirit looked at Old Ghost Fang with disdain.

Old Fang's face didn't change, he just let go of his hand lightly.

In an instant, a thunderbolt shot out, tearing through the sky.

The enchanter shook his head in disappointment.

Swinging the black scythe, the thunder arrow exploded in an instant.

The scythe galloped down and fell at Old Ghost Fang, who had no power to resist.

Old Ghost Fang was relieved, closed his eyes, and waited for death to come.

"Bang!"

A loud bang rang out, and the black scythe was knocked out.

Old Ghost Fang opened his eyes in surprise and looked at the white-clothed figure in front of him.

Zhou Qiankun's eyes were cold, and he calmly glanced at the ruins of Taixuanmen, and there was amazing anger hidden in his indifferent eyes.

The will of the Six Absolute Heavens of the Underworld, after invading Zhou Qiankun's Divine Mansion, was cut off from the main body by Shenxi.

After losing the power of the body, only the top two hundred and fifty combat power of the Divine Mansion Heavenly People List remained, and it was not strong.

Zhou Qiankun's Yuan Shen relied on the power of the Six Great Dao to fight fiercely against it, and finally wiped it out and refined the Six Peerless Heavens of the Underworld.

By the time he came out, the outside world had already changed to this.

The corners of Old Ghost Fang's mouth trembled, and his expression was excited.

He didn't expect that Zhou Qiankun was still alive.

"Zhou boy, are you okay?"

Zhou Qiankun nodded, and then blamed himself: "Old Ghost Fang, I'm sorry, I'm late." ”

Old Ghost Fang was in tears at the moment, he stretched out his hand to wipe his tears, and laughed: "It's not too late, it's not too late, as long as you're still alive, it's not too late." ”

Looking at the blood-stained ruins, Zhou Qiankun clenched his fists and said, "Old Ghost Fang, you go down to appease the others, and leave the next battle to me." ”

Old Ghost Fang nodded and walked down.

Zhou Qiankun was extremely sad and angry, and his eyes were full of fierce murderous intent.

He wants to avenge the death of his fellow disciples.

"The Six Peerless Heavens of the Underworld, suppress!"

Zhou Qiankun raised his hand, and the Six Peerless Heavens of the Underworld Dao appeared at his feet.

The gates of the six avenues appeared, and the sound of the avenues filled the sky.

Under the sound of the Great Dao, the spell spirit's face was terrified.

It found that its strength was rapidly regressing, from infinitely close to the Celestials to the level of two hundred on the Divine Mansion Celestial List.

It looked at Zhou Qiankun and said in an unwilling tone: "Damn, that Immortal Dao Six Peerless Heavens Instrument Spirit is really a waste, and it didn't succeed in taking you away." ”

Zhou Qiankun ignored him, and just raised his hand to kill with a sword.

This sword was extremely bright, and the sword qi pierced the sky, making the spell spirit creepy.

It looked at Zhou Qiankun, gritted its teeth and said, "Hmph, what if you come out alive?" First experienced two battles with Chen Chen, and was played the hole card of the Immortal Dao Law by the evil god projection, and just now fought with the will of the Six Heavens of the Underworld, after so many battles, how much strength can you have? ”

The spell spirit sneered, Zhou Qiankun was extremely strong before, but now that he has obtained the artifact of the Six Peerless Heavens of the Underworld, his strength is not even as good as before.

It is conceivable how weak he was in the previous wars?

Now that it is free to fight, it may not lose.

The words of the spell spirit made Old Ghost Fang a little worried.

Yes, Zhou Qiankun has been fighting and has not rested for a moment.

Can you really win now in the face of a spell spirit in a complete state?