Chapter 581: The Great Battle (4)

Jing Wuxian's face instantly turned pale, he knew that this time was in danger! Even if he could escape the hot hand of the white-bearded old man, I am afraid that the strength of this battle would also add to the rout of the "Great Array of All Things", and at that time, the Great Witch King of the Wei Clan would inevitably be born!

The "100,000 Light Sword Array" had already consumed most of the remaining strength of the "All Things Mother Great Array", and their attack would be the last straw that broke the camel's back.

However, he has no choice, if he wants to survive, he can only resist to the end!

At this moment, the Ye Ning in the vajra cover moved! I saw his ten fingers flying like the wind, and countless spiritual qi surging from all directions, quickly gathering to his fingertips, flashing with dazzling light.

Disillusionment of Heaven and Earth –

Like a surge of wind and clouds, his fingertips immediately exploded countless green lotuses, and those green lotuses were clearly clusters of strange fires, burning hot. Qinglian rises with the wind, scorching and standing, but it seems to be real and illusory, making people dare not look at it more. In a moment, the Alien Fire Blue Lotus had already surrounded the entire "Battle Map of the Gods", and it seemed that it could be refined at any time, and the momentum was shocking!

Shui Linglong let out a long sigh of relief, and secretly thought, the Holy Maiden had desperately delayed time, and the power of this technique was comparable to the full force of the mid-stage Sage Monk's blow.

The white-bearded old man was very strange, could it be that the person sitting cross-legged was really Ye Ning's real body? In that case, why did he play tricks, make a phantom, and then disappear?

He was not allowed to think about it, but he saw that the "Zhushen Battle Map" was swaying in the strange fire, and it seemed that it would be burned at any time!, the white-bearded old man shouted violently, and a large amount of spiritual power poured into the "Zhushen Battle Map", and suddenly, this picture became extremely bright, and the fire of the gods and demons in it even faintly passed the Qinglian Burning Heart Fire! Fang Tian's painting halberd was not entangled with the crystal palace sacrificed by Shui Linglong, and turned around and continued to slash towards the vajra cover formed by the five golden light natives!

Shui Linglong's silver teeth bitten, regardless of the fact that he was already injured, escaped from the Yuan Shen Law Aspect again, and urged the Crystal Palace, which had already cracked a gap, to the extreme, in an attempt to intercept Fang Tian's painting halberd.

However, Fang Tian's painting halberd was the strongest magic weapon in the "Battle Diagram of the Gods", under the desperate urging of the white-bearded old man, how could it be stopped by Shui Linglong, who was already injured? There was no doubt that Fang Tian's painting halberd fell straight on the vajra cover, and with one blow, the vajra cover was knocked away, and the five natives were routed in all directions!

The white-bearded old man was overjoyed, and Fang Tian's halberd was lifted upwards, from the bottom up, splitting Ye Ning in half!

The whole world is silent!

Ye Ning has fallen, Jing Wuxian, Shui Linglong, and Xue Yilan, who is really healing, can't believe what they saw. Even, the white-bearded old man felt that everything was too simple.

Strange, why isn't there blood splattered?

A moment later, Ye Ning's body, which had been split in half, disappeared quickly, turned into a wisp of aura, and escaped in the air.

"Fake!" the white-bearded old man was shocked.

However, Ye Ning's goal had been achieved. He successfully used the phantom to attract everyone's attention, but his real body lurked in the thick fog, ready to strike a fatal blow at any time!

At the end of the day, less than a foot behind the white-bearded old man's head, nine blood-red characters slowly rose! As soon as those nine words appeared, like a phantom, they quickly rushed into the white-bearded old man's mind, running wildly in his sea of consciousness!

It is the Taoist nine-character mantra - those who are fighting are arrayed in front!

It's all like a dream, and everyone can't believe it. A moment ago, the four of them were like lost dogs, and they were hunted down and killed. However, at this time, the white-bearded old man didn't care about urging the "Battle Map of the Gods", holding his head with both hands, and wailing wildly!

Ye Ning's hand is so brilliant that everyone has to admire.

(End of chapter)