Xiao Lanyu was furious, shouted, and used his life's cultivation to perform ten thousand sword tricks. Suddenly, more than eight hundred swords were condensed in the air, and the sword qi was surging, overwhelming, and went straight to the gods.

The sword qi rained down, killing hundreds of mortal soldiers, but not a single great god was injured. Because the sword qi exerted by Fan Tie could not pierce the divine body at all.

Xiao Lanyu's cultivation was exhausted, and he fell in the air, dying and said to the monsoon beside him:

"Kill me!"

"You dare to fight with the gods, the word Sword Saint, it is well deserved, and Monsoon admires!"

"Don't you want revenge, I almost killed you last time!"

"Even if you want to take revenge, wait until you recover from your injuries before you have a fair fight. Now, my internal cultivation is no worse than yours. ”

Monsoon now has the ability to gather the eighth stage of the Qi Gathering Realm, and he has become more confident in speaking. He helped Xiao Lanyu up, but Xiao Lanyu said:

"Monsoon! With your current speed, you will definitely be able to escape from the Heavenly Palace. You go, you can't go with me. ”

"I didn't say I was leaving!" Monsoon looked forward and saw that the sword aura in front of him was pervasive, and the murderous aura was monstrous. It was Xingkong who was still fighting bloodily, and he used the sword to ask for the sword, and he used the human sword as one. Piercing spells slash the gods, but the gods can't hurt him. Because the biggest advantage of the unity of man and sword is that he holds the sword in the air. The sword shuttles back and forth between various spells, without touching his hands.

He seemed to have poured his mind into his sword, and the heavens and the earth were so big that he could be slashed and killed. Its swordsmanship is exquisite, which can be called superb, and even Xiao Lanyu, who is a sword saint, was amazed when he saw it. And for the monsoon, he can't even read it. The cooperation between these sword moves seems to be desperate, but in fact, offense and defense coexist, and they can fight back against many gods in a row.

Just when Ji Feng felt a glimmer of hope, there was a sudden "boom", and Xingkong was shocked by a powerful second-stage god of the Condensing Realm, and fell in front of Xiao Feng and the others......

At this time, in the heavenly palace.

Renjun fought against the five sons, and with the strength of the eight stages of the Tongyuan Realm, he overwhelmed the heroes. The five were gradually defeated, and they were all knocked to the ground.

"You judge yourselves...... Ahh

The tiger poison does not eat children, and the king of the people could not bear to kill the five sons, so he asked them to cut off their divine veins and become mortals. But as he was talking, he was pierced by a sword behind him.

This sword actually passed through the body of the human monarch and the gods, and came out of the hall. When I looked back, it was Lu Liang who stabbed me in the back.

"How is it possible! With you, how can you break my extreme divine body!" Renjun suddenly felt that his divine power was leaking out, and his qi and blood flowed backwards. When I saw that Lu Liang was in his hand, he held a green jade talisman, which was infinitely green.

"Hahaha! I didn't expect it, you have always refused to give me this thing, but I found it from the northern desert. Why, you can't cast spells? What about your Extreme Divine Body? What about your Eighth Stage of the Tongyuan Realm?"

Ritsu Liang laughed wildly, and the sword in his hand pierced into three points again. The infinite green clouds completely absorbed the mana of all the gods in the entire Heavenly Palace, and suddenly the dark clouds rolled in the air, thunder roared, and torrential rain poured down.

This rain, which was transformed by the mana of many gods, was shocking and shocked the universe. In an instant, it flooded the Eightfold Heavenly Palace Enchantment. In the originally boundless barrier, there was infinite space, but in this moment, it turned into a vast ocean.

Outside the hall, the heavy rain washed the sea of scarlet corpses all over the ground, turning into blood and rushing away. Ji Feng and the others had nowhere to go, and they were surrounded by the gods. But in this way, they have a chance.

Originally, Ji Feng still wanted to hold the thighs of Xingkong and Xiao Lanyu, but now he has become a thigh. Neither of them was able to fight again, and if they wanted to get out now, they had to rely on themselves.

The monsoon is ahead, and a bloody road is opened. Xiao Lanyu and Xingkong supported each other and followed closely behind. Seeing that it had reached the entrance of the eighth layer, a large number of mortal soldiers and gods poured out of it, but they were all flooded and fled here.

Looking behind, the gods followed one after another. However, they have lost their divine powers, and they are not even as good as mortals. But the constant swarm of mortal soldiers around made everyone feel hopeless. Without Xiao Lanyu's Ten Thousand Sword Technique, without the unity of the human sword in the Punishment Void, Ji Feng couldn't handle it with his bare hands. Now it has reached a dead end, and there is only one way to die!

"Walk the Heavenly Dao, perceive the sword bone...... Wuze is agile, and the man and sword are one. Xingkong didn't say anything else, just coldly recited a series of mantras.

"One thought moves at the beginning, and ten thousand thoughts are driven...... Where the sword intent goes, ten thousand swords return to the sect. Xiao Lanyu didn't say anything, just thought.

Monsoon looked dazed, not knowing what it was. After listening to several sentences, I reacted. I saw him close his eyes and concentrate on it, and he wrote down the two sword tricks......

After the two finished reading one after another, the army approached, and Monsoon still had not opened his eyes, as if he was in deep thought. Xiao Lanyu looked at the vast army crushing him, and Xingkong glanced at the sword in his hand. There was a deep and cold look in the eyes of the two.

In the temple.

Renjun fell to the ground, sleeping and struggling, dying, and Lu Liang laughed more than once.

"Brothers, he's still out of mana. Let's go up together, kill him, and avenge the monarch's father!" the eldest prince got up and shouted, and together with everyone, pounced on Lu Liang. In the name of revenge, in fact, he wants to get rid of a great enemy who ascends to the throne.

But now that everyone has lost their divine power, Lu Shihan has become an absolutely invincible existence here with his exquisite sword skills. She raised her sword in front of Ri Liang, and no one could touch him. It turned out that this was the real purpose of him looking for a mortal realm master like Lu Shihan to assassinate the killer.

Lu Liang laughed wildly again: "Hahaha! You know the secret of this infinite green cloud. ”

"It's just a magic weapon for making water, what can be the secret!"

"Bah, this is also a magic treasure, and everyone has lost their spells. ”

Lu Liang showed an even more hideous smile on his face, and he held Infinite Qingyun in high with both hands:

"Infinite Qingyun can turn the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into a source of water. If... What if..."

"Ahh

Lu Liang's face changed suddenly, his face was full of convulsions, and he looked down to see that a bloody hand had passed through his chest. but the heart was taken out of the back.

The person behind him shocked everyone.

Yueshan River!

Ritsu Liang, who had lost his divine powers, had lost his divine body. Yue Shanchuan practiced the Heartbreaking Fist, and three years ago, he was able to smash the boulder with his bare hands. Now he is even more superb, and he fell in a pool of blood, and the infinite green clouds fell to the ground. But he was not willing to close his eyes, because there seemed to be some bond in his heart.

I saw him hold a long trail of blood on the ground, and slowly crawled in the direction of the throne. But when I climbed the steps, I realized that it was so far away.

He stretched out a bloody hand with difficulty, trembling and pointing in the direction of the throne, extremely unwilling. But in the end, the hand was put down.

The six sons of the divine realm fell.

Until after his death, he refused to close his eyes. The reflection in the pupils is still the throne.