Behind him, the vassal forces of the Xuan Hades Palace had already been stunned by this shock.

At this moment, seeing Zhen Qinglian rushing to kill, his scalp immediately went numb, and he hissed, "We are not disciples of the Xuan Netherworld Palace!"

Zhen Qinglian said sharply to those people who were hesitating in the Spirit Beast Pavilion, "Get out!"

Many of the Sun Moon Altar disciples turned gloomy, "What did you say?"

Zhen Qinglian's face froze, and when he was about to say a few soft words, the whistling sound in his ears started again.

The expressions of the people at the Sun Moon Altar changed drastically, and they retreated frantically.

However, the power of the magic weapon can not be compared with the ordinary foundation, but with the breathing effort, these elites of the Sun and Moon Altar were completely killed.

The rest of the Flying Feather Sect, the Qingyan Sect, and the disciples of the Ning Bi Palace immediately shuddered and retreated without hesitation.

Yan Ruyue, the elite of the Yin Yang Sect who was chasing after her, flashed a gloomy eye, and after secretly scolding a fool, she retreated.

At the same time, Sima Yuan was eventually caught up by Luo Dao.

At this moment, his whole body was in tatters, and the crown of his hair had long been broken, and he didn't know where he fell.

The blood-stained Dao robe was like a scarf strip of cloth, and dozens of sword wounds of the size of the body were filled with flesh and blood, and the shocking ravines covered the whole body, and the bubbling scarlet blood even reflected Sima Yuan's hideous terror.

The pale face was even weaker and more sluggish, and a few unbearable convulsions flashed on his face from time to time, as well as the painful color of frequent frowning between his eyebrows, which showed that Sima Yuan was suffering unbearable pain at the moment.

In addition to Luo Dao continuing to entangle, there are also Jian Di of Xuanyuan Palace, Liu Qingsi of Fantasy Xuan, Zhou Xin and Yan Ruyue and others.

There are dozens of ordinary foundations behind them, which are hurrying forward.

Sima Yuan's eyes finally showed a trace of misery, and he glanced at the treasure armor on his body that blocked the sharp edges of hundreds of swords, guns, swords, and halberds, and there was a trace of pity in his eyes.

He tore it off, looked at Luo Dao expressionless in front of him, and sighed, "Senior Brother Luo, I didn't expect you and me to say goodbye like this, we are really fateful." ”

Luo Dao waved the blood-stained red sword in his hand and sneered, "Luo never expected that the little bastard in the past would grow into such a situation. ”

There was a hint of banter and sarcasm in his eyes, "The little bastard of the past is really wild and untamable, and dogs can't change their shit." He betrayed Shendan Peak one day, and betrayed the sect again today!"

Sima Yuan's smile slowly retracted when he heard this, and the cold color in his eyes was cold and clear, "If it weren't for the appearance of the Cao Pavilion Lord in the Lone Goose Peak outside the sect that day, you would have already become the soul of Sima Jian's revenant, I don't know what qualifications you have to dare to appear in front of my eyes today?"

Luo Dao sneered when he heard this, and a spear appeared in his hand, and the aura made Sima Yuan's pupils shrink.

The spear was crimson in color, and was seven feet long.

The red tassels fluttered on the head of the gun, the tip of the gun was sharp and terrifying, and a cold cold spread out like a wave of air.

The shocking fluctuations that far surpassed Sima Yuan's Divine Sword made the hearts of the people around him palpitate, and they retreated again and again.

Under the blessing of Luo Dao Dao, the momentum of the red spear became more and more cold and heavy, almost like the Venerable Jindan, and the body of the ink spear was even more dark and cold.

Sima Yuan was like a great enemy, but he saw that the dark aura of Xuanshui on his spear lingered, like a thin black python the size of a foot, and his cold and ruthless eyes were heart-wrenching and terrifying.

The people around him hissed even more, and the exclamations rose again.

"The prototype of the magic weapon!"

"No, this should be a pseudo-magic weapon!"

"What's so important?"

The man said word by word, "It's only a line away from the magic weapon!"

The person beside him gasped and looked shocked.

Several people from the Yin Yang Sect and the Phantom Dream Xuan even shouted in unison, "Punish the evil spear!"

Sima Yuan squinted slightly, "Evil spear?"

A trace of cruelty flashed in Luo Dao's eyes, and he sneered, "Yes, this is my Zixiao Earthquake Magic Weapon Evil Spear!"

"Elder Taishang's thing to become famous!"

As soon as his voice fell, the aura on the evil spear changed greatly, and a monstrous and ferocious aura suddenly erupted.

The evil aura like a red flame rose up like substance, shining Luo Dao's crazy look like a devil, which was terrifying.

Suddenly, Yan Ruyue, Jian Di, and Liu Qingsi of Phantom Dream Xuan and others immediately changed color and retreated frantically.

"Roar!!

A roar that shook the mountains and fields like a rival tiger rang out.

The momentum is fierce and furious.

Under the horrified eyes of everyone, a huge tiger-shaped phantom with a height of ten feet floated into the air.

The tiger-shaped phantom was majestic, with slender black hair all over its body, and a beard several feet long fluttering in the wind, shaking the void.

A pair of fire-breathing eyes like copper beads are full of agility, and a touch of evil and cold color fills the eyes, which is terrifying.

The black tiger was about to pounce, and its fierce momentum instantly shook everyone around him.

They were almost heartbroken, and roared, "This is the spirit of the magic weapon!"

"Evacuate !!"

Luo Dao took a deep breath, his bloody eyes widened angrily on his flushed face, and he couldn't help but show mockery when he looked at Sima Yuan, who was frantically plundering, his eyes were clear, and he muttered to himself, "You are just a little bastard in the poor countryside, if it weren't for the surname Cao who brought you up, how could you have today?"

Luo Dao held the gun and rushed towards Sima Yuan Huo Ran.

In an instant, the wind and clouds in all directions roared, as if there was thunder swaying the sky.

The thumping sound ran in all directions.

An incomparable momentum was like a rolling wave, surging towards Sima Yuan.

And at this time, Sima Yuan had already escaped to three hundred zhang away!

Between breaths, this huge pressure covered everything within a thousand zhang radius.

Sima Yuan's fleeing figure immediately stopped in the air, as if stagnant, unable to move.

His face was calm, and his eyes seemed to be frightened, angry, and unwilling.

Sima Yuan roared, "Open it for me, !!"

He cultivated all his body, turned into a rolling spiritual tide, and shook a hole in the squeezing force around him with a bang.

Immediately, his figure was long, and he fled quickly.

However, instead of keeping him away from the terrifying power, this move accelerated the spear attack.

Sima Yuan Huo Ran turned around and looked at the huge tiger shadow that was already less than a hundred feet, and there was a hint of madness in his eyes, and his thoughts were together.

A light tremor sounded, and the sword appeared in his palm, and at the same time, he took out a treasure mirror from the storage bag and hid it in his arms.

Whether the dark path can escape today is up to you!

He turned a blind eye to the sharp edge around him, and stared at the Divine Sword as if it had a complicated color.

He muttered to himself, "Today you and I will try the power of this true magic weapon!"

As soon as the words fell, he raised his head, and instead of retreating, his figure advanced, heading straight towards Luo Dao.

"Looking for !! Death"

A gloomy and cold shout sounded, and seeing Sima Yuan rushing straight towards him, the killing intent in Luo Dao's eyes became more and more amazing.

A little, with everyone almost holding their breath, Sima Yuan and Luo Dao collided!

"Bang !!"

An earth-shattering loud noise suddenly came out, and the people around him immediately lost their ears.

A little, a circle of light slowly opened, colorful and dazzling.

The clouds suddenly cleared, and more than 30 people around them were all turned on their backs, and hemoptysis flew out.

Dozens of poofs vomiting blood, muffled snorts, and exclamations spread in all directions.

Then everyone seemed to hear a crisp cross talk, as if the treasure mirror was broken, as if it had broken out of a shell, which was extremely strange.

The two sides of the battle collision were instantly swept away by the impact wave.

Luo Dao stood in the air with a spear in his hand, his cloak spreading, like madness.

Sima Yuan's chest was stained with blood, and the land of his palms was full of light.

The sword in his hand was dim and mournful.

He lowered his head slightly, staring at the object in his hand.

After the mirror was broken, it was left behind.

Its object is as big as a chicken egg, like a muddy ball, bright in color, and seems to have a halo suspended on it.

It is suspected to be a Danzhu.

Sima Yuan's expression was solemn, and his whole body trembled.

His mind poked out, and he immediately snorted, and his headache was splitting.

The power of the mind was devoured on the spot.

His expression was horrified, and his eyes were uncertain.

And at this time, a deadly crisis is coming again!

He raised his head suddenly, but it was Luo Dao who attacked again with a gun.

A trace of uncertainty crossed Sima Yuan's eyes, and he disappeared completely.

There seems to be a majestic power hidden in the Danzhu.

He desperately needs this power!

Sima Yuan's eyes were red, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed.

He opened his mouth and swallowed, and the danzhu rolled in, straight into his abdomen.

In an instant, there seemed to be a thunder vibration above the nine heavens, exploding in the world.

Suddenly, the entire Qinghong Prefecture seemed to be silent for a moment.

In Russia, the three states of the West and the Underworld shook instantly, and the world was in turmoil.

However, at this moment, Sima Yuan was in pain, and his breath was wild.

A surge of momentum reached thousands of feet in the sky.

Sima Yuan slowly lowered his head, and his gaze fell on the evil spear.

In an instant, the tiger shadow screamed and trembled, as if it had collapsed.

Luo Dao's expression changed greatly, and he retreated frantically, and there were all around him who built the foundation, and shouted again and again.

Sima Yuan muttered softly, "Ask where the divine sword is?"

A faint wail rang out suddenly, as if joy, but also as fear.

Sima Yuan gently grasped the hilt of the sword and raised his eyes to look directly at the evil spear.

The tiger shadow immediately raised his head to the sky and roared, retreating in terror.

Sima Yuan Huo Ran slashed down!

With a bang, a terrible tiger roar sounded, and everyone vomited blood several times, looking horrified.

Luo Dao's expression was even more sluggish, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

After the tiger shadow in the air let out an unwilling roar, it exploded with a bang.

Oh, the seven-foot spear was broken into several pieces, and the aura was greatly lost.

Sima Yuan's eyes fell on Luo Dao, his intuition was about to split, and under the crisis of life and death, he turned around and fled without hesitation.

Sima Yuan's expression was flat, and his sleeve robe was flicked slightly.

Luo Dao's escaping figure stopped abruptly in an instant, and after a burst of extreme trembling, it burst into a sky of flesh and blood, and fell to the ground.

There was silence all around, and everyone was almost suffocated, afraid to say a word in horror.

Sima Yuan's eyes drooped, and he gently spit out a word, "Within three breaths, get out of my field of vision!"

Everyone immediately fled in panic, and their breathing efforts escaped hundreds of feet away.

Before leaving, Liu Qingsi, Jian Di and the others glanced at Sima Yuan deeply.

Sima Yuan's eyes were flat and unfazed.

They sighed and finally left.

It wasn't until half of the sound that Sima Yuan roared, and flew away with the remnants of the evil spear and Luo Dao's storage bag.

There was nothing left in the field, full of flesh and severed limbs, and it was a mess.

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A fairy cloud curls, the infinite secret realm filled with spiritual mist, the immortals are flying, and the gods bow their heads.

Above the million-zhang high Biyu Dome Palace, dozens of powerful figures that shook the sky and the earth were fluctuating, and there was a faint sound descending in the air.

The crowd bowed their heads and listened in silence.

There seems to be a divine decree descending in his ears, and the first majestic middle-aged man bows solemnly and promises.

A little, as the oracle was gone, the mysterious, vast, and majestic aura of the avenue disappeared suddenly.

The middle-aged man at the head of the figure was fluttering, blowing gusts, as if there was a terrifying momentum that looked at the sky and enveloped millions of lands in a radius.

Suddenly, an edict swept over this immortal realm.

'Qianyuan Dzi' is here, and the fairy fate is coming.

At the same time, on this vast land with a radius of hundreds of billions, there were nine abyssal cave mansions, all of which issued immortal sound oracles.

Outside the Immortal Court of the Cave Mansion, hundreds of vast qi machines stood silently and listened with their heads bowed.

All are above the primordial baby.

Enlightenment is imminent.