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In the thirteenth district of terracotta, that page of the book fell.

It was like the mountains and seas collapsing, unstoppable, the Great Yuan Qi Sword crumbled inch by inch, and the entire terracotta snow was crushed by a page and splashed out.

Yi Xiao's whole body was drained by this sword.

In the lotus pond under the little highness, the dragon snake roared hoarsely, as if it had been stripped of its dragon skin and snake bones, lost all its strength, and fell back into the pool, splashing a large puddle of water, Donkey Kong's physique withstood two heavy pressures, one from the Great Yuan Qi Sword, and the other from the pages of the Mountains and Seas Sutra, which already had a slight tendency to be unbearable and almost shattered.

Yi Xiao's feet stepped into the heavy snow, his knees were about to sink into the ground, the dull gravity pressed on his shoulders, and after the Great Yuan Qi Sword was completely shattered, the page of the book accelerated the speed of falling, with the irresistible power of Huanghuang, enveloping the range above the head of His Royal Highness.

Mountains and seas are not flat.

Yi Xiao raised the hilt of the remaining Great Yuan Qi Sword with one hand and raised the mutilated long sword high.

There is something grim about this scene.

With great difficulty, he hid the remaining hand in his sleeve and lifted it towards the back of his head, moving his fingers upward, inch by inch, with great difficulty and great difficulty.

There is a half-bun hidden in the hair.

The White Tiger Great Sage caught a glimpse of this scene with excellent eyesight, she took a deep breath, raised her hands and pressed down, the page suddenly began to burn, and no longer went all the way to destroy the sword body of the Great Yuan Qi Sword, but turned into a meteor and accelerated its fall.

His Royal Highness's fingers were still a little far from the half of the bun, and the speed of that page was getting faster and faster, burning to the end, turning into a faint spark, and instantly touching Yi Xiao's eyebrows.

Heavy snow splashes.

A ghostly light exploded, then extinguished.

The moment His Royal Highness fell to the ground, a violent wind swept by, and the White Tiger Great Sage stepped on the ground with his toes, grabbed the collar of his back coat with one hand, and did not reach out to take the risk to take off the half of the wooden bun, but let it be inserted into the back of Yi Xiao's head, which was now no different from a dead man.

Her eyes turned in a dark circle, and the expression under the mask was not good-looking.

Even if he used the Classic of Mountains and Seas, there was still a gap between the time he expected.

In this land of the Western Regions, with her current cultivation, it is already quite difficult to defeat a Terran demon in such a short period of time.

If she didn't have the blessing of the Book of Mountains and Seas and fought in an enclosure, her physique and demonic cultivation would definitely not be able to support her until she exhausted His Royal Highness's vitality.

It's a little half a pillar of incense than I expected.

This leads to a very serious consequence.

Qi Liang has already arrived.

The Tsing Yi god will be the fastest, but unfortunately he is the farthest away.

Then there was the dragon sparrow, but the dragon finch was far away.

The White Tiger Great Sage exerted her strength on her toes, shooting out backwards like an arrow, and after she poured all her energy into the Shan Hai Sutra, she had no more strength for herself to display her spatial talent.

For the rest of the journey, you need to rush back step by step.

On the eight-foot mountain, the people who can help him on his way are none other than those few people.

Each has its own job.

In their own schemes, they should not have the slightest time to support themselves at this moment.

You can only rely on yourself.

A bad omen flashed in the heart of the White Tiger Great Sage, and he suddenly turned around, and a tip of the spear suddenly appeared in front of the miserable white mask.

She tilted her head slightly with a blank face, dodging the tip of the spear.

The White Tiger Great Sage grabbed the back collar of His Royal Highness with one hand and threw it fiercely into the distance, and with the other hand he reached out five fingers and slapped it towards the person who made the gun.

Within the palm of your hand, the wind roared.

Qi Liang's second-ranked Wang Luo Dashen will suddenly withdraw his gun, and the tip of the spear will pour out like a rainstorm pear blossom.

The tiger's paw was so strong that it made my heart palpitate.

Wang Luo's Dacheng domain smashed on her palm, and pointed out dozens of white spear points, splashing spots of blazing sparks, but he couldn't help this demon sage of Donkey Kong.

The White Tiger Great Sage has no intention of entanglement.

Her purpose has always been clear.

She is not the great sage who was killed by the Lord in the Western Regions, and she came to the terracotta alone to bring back His Royal Highness Qi Liang.

His Royal Highness encountered Gu Shengcheng all the way from Baili Town, all kinds of ambushes, and his spirit was worn down to a trough, and his own mountain and sea scripture was the last straw that crushed the camel.

I did all this just to take him away.

Now it's all done.

She only needs to sweep forward a hundred miles and avoid Qi Liang's pursuit, so she can hide in her Western Regions beast tide, why bother with those people in the rear?

She had no intention of killing this great god general who was ranked second in Qi Liang.

In fact, in her current state, she couldn't kill this great god general.

The difference in the realm of the Nine Grades, except for the demon with the heavenly appearance of His Royal Highness, can be significantly higher than that of other cultivators.

Even if the White Tiger Great Sage has the physique of Donkey Kong, if he loses the Classic of Mountains and Seas, even if he recovers his heyday, it will be very difficult to kill Wang Luo.

Wang Luo is a great god general, and he is a very powerful god general.

Xining Gun Immortal, before the death of the soldier saint Lu Songqing, has always been known as a person who is expected to inherit the mantle of Lord Lu Sheng, before the advent of the great world, in the Qiliang temple, the lethality of this gun fairy can be included in the top three.

Wang Luo's eyes remained cold.

He didn't care about the lethality of his marksmanship, but kept stabbing out, constantly pointing at the tiger's weakness, forcing her to turn around and engage him, so as to slow her down.

The White Tiger Great Sage's feet had already stepped on the earth.

Even if Wang Luo tried his best to slow her down, after she threw His Royal Highness vigorously, the tiger still ran like thunder, scattering countless condensed gun shadows along the way, and successfully rushed to the foothold before Yi Xiao landed, picked up Yi Xiao's collar, and threw it again.

The two were entangled all the way.

The eyes under the mask of the White Tiger Great Sage narrowed, she was a little annoyed, this annoying guy was really a little uninteresting.

In his own perception, the green clothes were already about to arrive.

If he was dragged down by Wang Luo like this, he calculated until now, and finally ushered in this situation, wouldn't it be a bamboo basket for nothing?

She paused suddenly, withdrew her hands, and no longer moved forward, but faced Wang Luo head-on.

Wang Luo reacted very quickly, squinted his eyes, and a spear broke through the heavy snow, using all his Yuan Qi Domain Intent, to hit the tiger in front of him with this shot.

The two collided violently, and each retreated with a "bang", and the White Tiger Great Sage only took half a step back, then stabilized his body, the wind on the soles of his feet rolled up, and a scream roar was squeezed out between his teeth, and he pounced on the great god general Wang Luo.

Qi Liang's second-ranked god pressed the tip of his spear against the heavy snow, and his fingers continued to slide, and finally slid to the bottom of the spear, and suddenly rose up, stabbing the spear out.

Impartially poked the chest of the White Tiger Great Sage, and the chest of the Demon Clan Great Sage was dumb, and a dull howl of pain came from inside the miserable white mask.

It's just that this shot hit the trend, and it didn't make the White Tiger Great Sage stagnate in the slightest.

Wang Luo's pupils constricted.

The tiger actually pressed the shaft of his spear to death, and the next moment he stepped forward brazenly, and the whole shaft of the spear broke into two.

"Roar—"

An angry tiger roared, and blood flew everywhere.