Here, Tianjun Ancestor had just died in battle, and the headless corpse fell from the sky. But before the others could be frightened, at the same time, a huge black shadow had fallen from above the clouds, like a dark cloud, and became bigger and bigger in the eyes of everyone.

"Senior Brother Tianjun!" Phantom Cloud Ancestor was shocked, he and Tianjun and Linghuo practiced at the same time, they had been intersecting for hundreds of years, and the Linghuo Ancestor had been killed by Lin Shi's scattered spirit power before, which had deeply stimulated him. Now the Tianjun Ancestor, who is the strongest among the three, has died in battle, which makes him even more terrified.

The Phantom Cloud Ancestor retreated straight away, far away from his opponent, he already knew that he was not the young woman's opponent in the battle, and he was already afraid and did not dare to fight again.

The young woman sneered, cast a contemptuous look at the Phantom Cloud Ancestor, and stopped making a move.

At this moment, everyone looked up at the fierce beast that fell down, and saw that the giant beast was completely dead, and several large and long unraveling hands had disappeared, and they all knew that the victory and defeat were divided in the sky.

"What about the master?" some of the monks outside the island wondered, and there was no figure of the two strong men, everyone was shocked, and the white-haired old man and Miao Ling also stopped fighting.

Everyone had a thought in their hearts, did the two strong men die together?

"Impossible! Master Zun's cultivation is strong, how can he be killed by Qing Ling!" The middle-aged man had just killed Tianjun Ancestor, and his momentum was like a rainbow, and it was impossible to believe this fact.

As soon as the words fell, I saw two rays of light fall from above, and then two figures appeared. It is the two powerhouses of Qingling and Wanshu!

"Master!"

Many monks from outside the island were overjoyed when they saw Wan Shu appear. Wanshu's face was pale, and there were several pieces of blood red on his body, obviously the injury was not light!

Wan Shu raised his hand, stopped the disciples behind him who wanted to ask, stared at Qing Ling, and said, "I didn't expect you to get half of this fierce beast and increase your strength by a few percent!

Half of Qing Ling's body was covered in blood, and there was almost no spiritual power left in his body, and everyone could see that he was close to running out of oil, and he was more seriously injured than Wan Shu!

This sentence shocked Miao Ling and Phantom Cloud Ancestor, there were only three of them left on the side of the Qing Ling Sect, if Qing Ling was really as the other party said, there would be no suspense in this battle!

Thinking of this, Miao Ling stood still, and only the battle was dead in the heart path, which further aroused the spiritual power in the body, and prepared for the final battle!

But Phantom Cloud took half a step back, he was already frightened, seeing that this battle was hopeless, he just wanted to talk about how to save his life.

Qing Ling snorted coldly and said, "My injuries are indeed more serious than yours, but it doesn't necessarily mean that I will die before you! If you don't believe it, you might as well try again!"

His expression was indifferent, without the slightest emotion, and others could not see the real situation at all.

"Master, let me deal with him!" The middle-aged man was belligerent and easy to kill, and at this moment, seeing that Qing Ling was like the end of the tree, he was overjoyed in his heart, and asked to fight Qing Ling, if he could kill him in one fell swoop, it would be a great achievement!

As he spoke, he had moved forward a few feet, and his spiritual power surged, heading towards Qingling.

Wan Shu stared at Qing Ling motionlessly, seeing that he was unmoved, he also had doubts, and immediately said, "Wait." "Stop the middle-aged man.

"Master, the disciple must be pretending to be calm when he sees that Qing Ling, and let the disciple go and let him show his original form and die under the disciple's fist!"

Wan Shu was afraid that Qing Ling still had the last desperate strength, and it was not appropriate for him to take risks for this, so he nodded and said: "Okay! His Heavenly Extreme Treasure Ruler has been broken, and there is no supreme magic weapon in his hand, you can take his life!"

When the middle-aged man heard this, he was about to make a move, when suddenly a powerful aura rushed from the top of Tianji Peak, and a ray of light rushed into the air.

A young and handsome young man came to the battlefield, and the middle-aged man was startled, and found that the aura on the young man who suddenly appeared was not weaker than his own at all.

Several Heavenly Vein disciples in the distance had been paying attention to the battle situation, and when they saw the powerful monk who suddenly appeared, Shui Ling'er was the first to call out.

"Yes...... It's actually Senior Brother Ning Chuan!

(Frostbite in the cold, dizziness is terrible, but I will insist on more, ask for subscription support, thank you)