The two god of war pestles kept colliding in the air, stirring up thousands of golden sè and red sè sparks.

The god of war brought up a large area of golden light like a wall and a tsunami, wave after wave, fiercely blasting towards the huge crimson light.

In the tsunami-like golden light, it is rigid and soft, and there are small changes, not like the crimson god of war pestle, which opens and closes widely, and it is completely fierce.

This is the tsunami trick that soft-shelled turtles have learned from the cheats of the water system.

Only this kind of way of being rigid and soft is the most in line with the bloodline of the corpse demon with the infinite strength of the soft-shelled turtle.

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The two god of war pestles constantly collided in the air, and the loud sound was like thunder, and the momentum was much greater than that of Lao Qian, the eternal obedient, Chang Sanduo, and the three masters of the melee.

The golden light of the tsunami-like wall suddenly turned into a soft gurgling stream around the fingers, making the red light that opened and closed a little bit suddenly fell into the void.

The red sè god of war pestle's wide open and closed style of play was soon defeated by the soft-shelled turtle's Zhigang with the softest style of play, and was beaten in the air step by step, and the rules gradually became chaotic, and it was probably a matter of time before he was defeated.

At this moment, Chang Sanduo, who had no support, was finally hit by the two masters.

The green sè brilliance that exudes infinite chill is obviously more powerful than the countless blue water peony flowers in the long river of clear water.

Chang Sanduo focused his main jīng forces on the threat posed by the Qing Sè Hook.

After blocking the endless cold assault of the green sè hook light, the golden sè glow barely blocked the burst of countless blue water peonies, and saw countless blue sè blue water peony flowers, suddenly more than a dozen blue and red balls of light appeared, each blue and red two sè balls of light, the size of a baby's fist, flying towards all parts of his body.

The divine consciousness swept over in an instant, and on these blue and red light balls, there were only weak wood spiritual power fluctuations.

"What is this for?"

Since the wood spiritual power on this blue and red light ball does not fluctuate too much, there is not much threat.

Chang Sanduo's mind moved, and more than a dozen golden rays suddenly rolled towards those blue and red balls of light, wanting to completely sweep away these balls of light.

Unexpectedly, more than a dozen balls of light jumped with agility.

There were seven or eight balls of light, which had escaped the sweep of Jin Xia and had already floated in front of Chang Sanduo.

To be able to jump so flexibly in the air is naturally due to the full force of the divine thought.

Is it still a good thing to be able to be fully indulged by the opponent's divine thoughts?

Fooled!

Chang Sanduo's mind moved, and he didn't want to be entangled anymore, so he wanted to take the opportunity to retreat.

I saw that the seven or eight blue and red balls of light suddenly burst, and the blue and red light was not shining!

It should be countless blue and red silk threads that are as bright as shè everywhere, and in an instant, the front and back and left and right wrapped around Chang Sanduo's body.

In an instant, Chang Sanduo only felt that those silk threads were extremely tough, and his body was restrained to a standstill!

"Not good!"

Chang Sanduo has been so frightened that his soul is bursting out, and the fire is wood.

A burst of silver flame suddenly rose on Chang Sanduo's body, burning the extremely tough blue and red silk threads in an instant.

Masters compete, and a momentary flaw determines life and death!

This is the time!

A flash of blue light with infinite chill!

Chang Sanduo only has time for one side!

The entire right shoulder, together with the Jin Xia fan, was already in the blood splash, and Chang Sanduo's body was completely separated.

By the time the green and red silk threads were burned, Chang Sanduo had already lost his right hand and weapon, and was already in a situation of being slaughtered by others in front of the old money and the eternal obedient.

I saw countless blue water peonies, suddenly turning into countless blue water long swords, just like that!

The white flames on Chang Sanduo's body only resisted for a moment, and then completely dissipated, and the first seat of the Divine Fist Peak of Bright Mountain turned into seven or eight sections.

The top of the head with an unwilling expression lit up!

A small fan of Jin Sè flew out, and with a whirlwind, it flew into the distance.

Chang Sanduo's original god was also practiced in the shape of a golden sè fan.

This time, the old money was just a fish, and he fished the Jinxia copper fan in his hand, but he didn't move for Chang Sanduo's Yuanshen.

Sure enough, the primordial god of Chang Sanduo, who turned into a golden sè small fan, fell into the hands of the eternal obedient.

"Your Excellency is indeed a believer. ”

The eternal obedient, smiling at the old money.

"Where, where, I don't lack a primordial god. ”

Lao Qian also smiled, but replied a little unceremoniously, which means that if I lack the Yuan Shen, I will have to grab it with you.

The eternal obedient was stunned for a moment, and saw Lao Qian hand over the Jinxia copper fan.

"You can choose which characters you want to choose, do it yourself. ”

Old Qian said lightly.

"Haha, Your Excellency is really a wonderful person, interests are supreme and straightforward, it is the true gentleman's doing, I don't know if it is a hundred times stronger than those hypocrites. ”

The eternal obedient saw that although Lao Qian's words were extremely straightforward, he had no intention of annexing the spoils of war, and he daxiao with appreciation.

took the Jinxia copper fan, the cold light in his hand was shining, and the green sè like the green sè bright moon was hooked on the fan!

"Ding, ding!"

After two crisp and long sounds, the fan handle is the most

The six characters at the end, along with the small half-handle, had been ripped off by him.

The Eternal Obedient handed the broken Jinxia Bronze Fan to Lao Qian's hand, and a sentence had already been spoken: "The six-layer peaks on the Guangming Mountain, a total of three hundred and sixty-one peaks, this Divine Fist Peak is the closest peak to the periphery, and it is also one of the weakest peaks.

You have to be careful.

In addition, in order to fully use this character, jīng's divine power must be strong enough, otherwise, it will be easily counterattacked. ”

That's kind of advice.

After the two of them finished dividing the spoils here, the disciples of the Divine Fist Peak of Bright Mountain had already dispersed as birds and beasts.

The first to run was Shi Li.

As soon as he saw Chang Sanduo, he turned into a few.

The fragments of the corpse had not yet landed, and the red flag had turned into a rolling red light, and it had already flown out two miles away in an instant!

This valley has a ban on divine thoughts, but there is no prohibition on the light.

Chang Sanduo saved Shi Li's life from the cold jade hook of the eternal obedient.

Shi Li shrank when Chang Sanduo was in danger.

If Shi Li joined the battle group and blocked the old money, Chang Sanduo would not have died so soon.

This person crossed the river and pumped the board, and it seemed that he had become accustomed to nature.

The sword-shaved man in blood-red armor saw Chang Sanduo die, and Shi Li, who was saved by others, did not go to support, but was the first to escape.

"The rabbits raised by these bitches in the torture hall!"

The big man cursed.

Only a part of the people who came to this valley this time were the people of Shenquan Peak, and there were only four real masters, Chang Sanduo, Shi Li, Dahan himself, and that Alexandria.

Chang San, who cultivated to the highest, died, and Shi Li fled without a fight, so he was still a fart.

As soon as the red-armored man raised his hand, a golden ball of golden sè flashed with golden thunder and lightning, and he hit the soft-shelled turtle splitting the surface.

I've seen Alexandria despise Lan Sè Lei Zhu, and as a result, they were embarrassed.

Naturally, soft-shelled turtles will not repeat the mistakes of the past.

The golden sè rose god of war pestle is deflected, and this golden sè lightning ball is smashed!

A dazzling golden light lit up at the place where the god of war's pestle and the golden sphere touched.

"Oh no, this thing is extremely powerful, but it's a pity that my Rose God of War Pestle, I've only had it for a few days."

The soft-shelled turtle froze in place, with a distressed expression on his face that his heart and liver were dug out.

If you want to recover the Rose God of War Pestle, it is too late in front of the golden light ball that is expanding so fast.

The loud sound that accompanied the explosion of the golden thunderball was like ten explosions of thunder at the same time, which made the soft-shelled turtle firmly believe in his own judgment, and the Rose God of War Pestle was finished this time.

Lao Qian's powerful thunder method, every time it is activated, isn't it this earth-shattering movement

The ball of light expanded to ten meters, but it stopped as if it was powerless.

The soft-shelled turtle launched its divine thoughts and tried, and its connection with the Mingui War God Pestle was still good, and it did not receive a trace of damage.

As soon as the divine thought moved, a thick golden light flew in front of him and stopped, and the pestle of the Rose God of War was completely complete without a trace of damage.

Damn, this kid is bluffing!

The soft-shelled turtle understood that the golden thunderball was purely a prop used to cover the retreat.

The annoyed and angry soft-shelled turtle looked at it, and a red light was already miles away.

And the disciples of Guangming Mountain also fled in all directions.

The scattered cultivators who were originally at the disadvantage of breaking through turned into a chase and kill.

In just a few moments of fighting, there were already more than thirty corpses lying on the ground.

The disciples of Guangming Mountain and the scattered cultivators each accounted for exactly half.

As soon as a bright mountain disciple who had been fighting with Stone for a while put away his silver spear, a silver light the size of a bucket spit out from the tip of the spear, and blasted towards Stone.

Stone was reluctant to hard-connect, and his figure flashed in the air!

This Guangming Mountain disciple seized the opportunity to escape for his life, turned into a cone-shaped silver light, and fled towards the periphery of the battle circle, breaking through the air!

Before he could fly half a mile, a blue light flew from outside the li.

Just a bump!

"Boom!"

Silver sè light scattered in all directions.

Biguang took advantage of the situation and stood on the neck of this disciple of Bright Mountain.

A silver spear, only the thickness of a little finger, flew out from the head that was still rolling in mid-air, and it was about to flee in a hurry.

Old Qian Biguang rolled up and put away this primordial god.

smiled at the pity Stone and said, "Everything is yours!"

said Wan, and chased after the other disciples of Guangming Mountain.

The expression on Stone's face immediately turned from pity to surprise.

In a flying sword battle like this, once disengaged, the distance between the two sides was miles away in an instant.

Unless the cultivation method is particularly fast in the retreat, otherwise it will not be able to catch up at all.

Old money is equivalent to only taking away the Yuan Shen and giving himself a trophy.

The scattered cultivators frantically pursued and killed the fleeing disciples of Bright Mountain.

Everything on the corpses of the marauders.

If the number of disciples in Guangming Mountain is superior, they will do the same to the scattered cultivators!

In just a few moments, only a corpse or fragments of corpses were left on the original battlefield, and not a single figure could be seen.

A group of monks from Guangming Mountain, who had been late, could only stomp their feet and sigh angrily when they saw this scene.