Rulai struggled to throw a punch, and his fist power was unparalleled, but it was a little less domineering than in the past.

Finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He had already consumed too much strength in the eighteenth layer of hell, and he fought back to the thirty-three heavens without stopping, although it was not to the point of running out of oil, but his strength had also dropped significantly.

And this situation is not a single person but a collective situation, and it is good, if it is bad......

It can't hold on at all, and it's gone at this moment.

Fighting all the way, there are too many people who have fallen, and there are so many that people can't even remember.

God has the duty of God, the pride of the immortal, the paranoia of the demon and the demon, and the freedom of the demon.

For the sake of the pursuit of the heart, no one took half a step back, and most of them died tragically here.

From the first day, this is the thirtieth day.

That is, the Seven Great Divine Venerables have been attacking the Heavenly Barrier for a full eleven days.

The Eighteenth Heaven had fallen again, and even the Seventeenth Heaven had fallen, and now it had reached the Ninth Heaven, and there were still nineteen days before the Seventeenth Heaven and the Seventeenth Forty-Ninth Heaven.

The Nine Realms side of the Nine Realms had a steady stream of reinforcements, and even though the Three Realms had countless reclusive powerhouses emerging one after another, even though Long Yunfeng's wreak havoc in the Nine Realms caused them to be slightly superior to the Nine Realms in terms of the top powerhouses, but in the face of the huge number of gods, this advantage was quickly destroyed.

If it is a long-term battle, if there is a halftime transition and rest, then it must be the advantage of the Three Realms of the elite strategy, just like the mortal Jurchen 3,000 broke the Liao State by 100,000, but this is a battle with no entry and no exit, and it is a battle that will not stop, no peace, no compromise battle.

Everyone's back road is cut off, and they can only enter.

With a tiger in the back and a wolf in front, these Nine Realms Eagle Dogs, who lived under the power of the tiger, could only fight frantically towards the wolves in front.

The Nine Realms can be continuously consumed, but can the Three Realms be?

One for one, or even two for one, three for one, the final victor will be the Nine Realms.

The iron fan held the Yin Yang Treasure Wheel, her hands couldn't help but tremble a little, these days of constant fighting, she was also a little unbearable, no one is an iron man, but they can't stop.

The Last Nine Heavens.

Iron Fan gritted his teeth and looked back at the vast sentient beings of the Three Realms, as well as the endless mountains and rivers, gritted his teeth, and waved the divine weapon in his hand again.

"Non-refundable. ”

The iron fan shouted, his eyes were resolute, and he drove the elite of the Dragon Court to move forward bravely, standing on the front line of the big war first.

The Yin and Yang treasure wheel is running, the two qi of Yin and Yang linger, resisting here, leading a group of dragon soldiers, for the sake of the Three Realms, she has already died once, and no one is allowed to infringe again.

Before Long Yunfeng returned, she was determined to defend the peace of this world and return this world to him intact.

"Chop"

The Yin and Yang Treasure Wheel slashed down, and two completely different divine powers, one Yin and one Yang, exploded, killing Persephone, the Queen of the Underworld, with one blow.

"Monks of the Three Realms, fight to the death and never retreat. ”

The yin and yang qi on the iron fan's body soared, and the sound spread throughout the battlefield.

When the surrounding monks saw the iron fan killing the enemy, their hearts were excited, especially the soldiers of the Dragon Court shouted: "Fight to the death and not retreat." ”

The dragon clan is even more dragon-chanting, the true dragon clan, can spill blood in the sky, can be heroic, can also be willful, but never give in, can die irreverently.

"Persephone. ”

Demeter, the supreme god of Olympus, who was joining forces to besiege Lao Jun, suddenly saw that his beloved daughter was killed, and immediately became furious, and even completely abandoned Lao Jun and went straight to the iron fan to kill.

Demeter, the goddess of abundance, whose attributes are wood, but mixed with the earth-attribute priesthood of complete ideas with wood, enveloped the iron fan all over her body with a powerful explosion.

After the iron fan that had just erupted in a weakened state, faced this strong man, although he wanted to fight back, he had more than enough strength and was about to die.

Yunxiao Chang'e and the others' faces changed greatly, and they wanted to rescue, but they were entangled by the people around them, and they couldn't reach the whip, and their faces were full of eagerness, but they were helpless.

At the moment when the iron fan reached the moment of life and death, his heart was very calm, and his eyes were flat, is this life over again? I hope that Yunxiao and they can wait for him to come back and hand over this Three Realms to him.

Thinking of Long Yunfeng, the corners of the iron fan's mouth curled slightly, and a little tenderness flashed in his eyes, this life has passed like this.

I already had the will to die in my heart, but I found that the deadly attack had not arrived for a long time, and I was surprised for a while, but I inexplicably found that my thoughts were slow, and Demeter's attack was even slower, slow enough that I could escape, and before I could figure out a clue, an anxious voice sounded in my ear.

"Mother, let's go, I can't bear it!"

Perfect!

The iron fan was suddenly shocked, and the mana on his body instantly surged, and he escaped from the attack of Demeter, looking in the direction of the surroundings with an incredulous expression, how could Wuqian come here?

"Mother. ”

Before the iron fan could find Wuji, Wufeng had already taken the initiative to jump to the side of the iron fan and ran towards the iron fan with a happy face.

However, this time, the iron fan did not show a warm expression of maternal love as usual, but reprimanded with a calm face: "Who asked you to come? This is the battlefield, not the place where you should come, hurry up and go back to the Dragon Court." ”

As he spoke, he was about to let people bring Wu Feng back, but when he saw Wu Fen, who had always been honest in front of the iron fan, he said with a stubborn face at this time: "No, Aunt Tianyao said that the seventh layer of Da Luo must be reported and fight for the Three Realms, Wu Feng is the prince of the Dragon Court, this battle must be fought?"

"It's said that it's the seventh layer of Da Luo, you were abolished by Yuan Shi Tianzun for most of your cultivation, and now you're back to ......" Tie Fan was about to speak, but he saw that his flawless cultivation had been restored to the seventh layer of Da Luo at some point.

The iron fan is no longer Wuxia Ameng at this time, although it is a matter of relatives, but he quickly sorted out the clue, and thought of the Yuan Shi Tianzun's previous return to heaven and earth, and suddenly guessed seven or eight points in his heart, and saw that Wufeng had a resolute face, but he couldn't say anything in his mouth.

The emperor is respected, but also a duty, if you don't lead by example, how can you command the world?

The Prince of Longting is not a reason to be pampered and retreat to the rear, on the contrary, this is still the reason why the Prince of Longting has to fight.

Especially looking at the firm expression on Wuji's little face, Tie Fan was full of joy and sorrow in his heart, not only worried about his safety, but also proud of his flawless responsibility, and finally only said: "Follow me, don't have accidents." ”

Hearing Tie Fan's words, Wu Jian immediately understood that Tie Fan agreed, nodded his little head fiercely, and shouted to the sky, "Aunt Tianyao, lend me the Kunlun Mirror." ”

Tian Yao, who was fighting fiercely with Bird, heard Wuji's voice, and was stunned at first, like an iron fan, he never thought that Wujian would appear here, and was almost injured by Bird's opportunity, and then reacted, so he threw the Kunlun mirror down without thinking and flew towards Wuji.

With Tianyao's strength, Bird couldn't stop it, of course, he didn't think about blocking it, the Kunlun Mirror was in Tianyao's hands, he was tied up for many moments when he fought, and at this moment the Kunlun Mirror was gone, and many magical powers finally had a place to use, and the attack was even more fierce at the moment.

Wufeng caught the Kunlun mirror, the originally smiling little face showed a solemnity and solemnity that was not commensurate with his age, and a powerful breath of time burst out of his body, the Kunlun mirror showed a glazed brilliance, appearing behind the flawless, flawless volleyed up in the air, controlling the Kunlun mirror, the small body revealed a pure imperial majesty, a graceful and noble.

The body spread out, and the continuous glass light shot out from Wu Fen's body in all directions, and every Oriental monk on his body, the injuries on the Eastern monks recovered one after another, and they felt like they had returned to a few days ago, they were all overjoyed, and they killed the enemy in front of them without thinking, and the enemy on the opposite side had not yet reacted to why the other party's strength had increased, and they had already fallen.

The power of time turns things around.

Even though Wuji's strength is still weak, with the Kunlun Mirror, he still has the terrifying ability to reverse the entire battle situation.