"What about the power of heaven and earth? Let your torrent flow to the sky, I will not be extinguished from the glass. [Ran^Text^Library] []" The big man frantically poured spiritual power into the glass body, and the inky power of heaven and earth kept washing the glass body, but it couldn't hurt him in the slightest.

"It's a pervert. The Ink Ancestor scolded and kept controlling the power of the Ink Heaven and Earth to bombard the Biao-shaped man. At the same time, Lan Ling'er's Nine Palace Sword divided nine sword lights and attacked and killed the big man. The Yellow Ancestor's black qi was rolling and floating in the wind, turning into a black bow and arrow in an instant, full of strings, and piercing one after another with black qi sword feathers.

The cultivation of the big man has already been in the middle of Jindan, his immortal glass body is extremely strong, resisting the attack of the three ancestors of the human race, going up against the torrent of the power of the ink-colored heaven and earth, after more than ten breaths, he came to the front of the three ancestors of the human race, "Bang Bang", the two fists melt the spiritual power, the power is fierce, with a fierce power enough to knock down the mountain, attacking Lan Ling'er and the Yellow Ancestor.

Seeing such a divine fist, the Yellow Ancestor hurriedly urged Mo to hurt the black qi again and again, and formed a black qi shield to protect him in an instant. The giant fist of the big man bombarded the black gas shield without hesitation, only to hear a "click", the black gas shield shattered, endless black gas, and quickly repaired itself. The giant fist Yu Wei was also amazing, crushing the repaired black gas shield again, and hitting the Yellow Man Ancestor's chest right now. The Yellow Ancestor was knocked out of more than a dozen feet.

At the same time, another giant fist of the big man also came to Lan Ling'er. Lan Ling'er was not in a hurry, and played a few tricks one after another, emitting light and submerging into the Nine Palace Sword, the sword body rose against the storm, turned into a giant sword, stood in front of him, and protected his entire body. This giant fist of the big man bombarded seven or eight punches in an instant, but it couldn't shake the Nine Palace Sword, after all, no matter how strong the physical body was, it couldn't compare to the tough spirit weapon.

Even if the three ancestors of the human race have the combat power of Jindan, their cultivation is only at the level of fake Dan, and in the face of the big man in the middle of Jindan, with three enemies and one, they can't take a few advantages.

The Heaven Snatching Array has reached the final part, and the blue-haired old man is still arranging the formation by himself, and he doesn't look at the battlefield. The big man fought against him, and he never liked others to interfere, and the other six people of Bazhen were on the side.

"Fly!" Lan Ling'er used her spiritual power to play a trick, and the Nine Palace Sword flew out of her hand, but it could be called like an arm in the air, this is the advantage of spiritual weapons, which all mortal weapons do not have, because spiritual weapons already have spirituality.

Lan Ling'er controls the Nine Palaces Sword in the air, or chopping or chopping, or stabbing or picking, full of tricks, the sword is strange and tricky, imaginative, and unguardable. The big man is clever with his strength, does not dodge or dodge, and resists with a glass body. Every time the Jiugong Sword pierced the glass body, the spiritual power of the biao-shaped big man overflowed all over the body, and the glass was indestructible, and it returned to its original state in the blink of an eye.

"Sword Spirit Explosion!" Lan Ling'er shouted in her heart. Suddenly, the Nine Palaces Sword was as dazzling as the sun, making people dare not look at it squarely, and in an instant, the power was more than ten times stronger than before, and the speed was extremely fast, far exceeding the reaction of the big man's mind, and the thunder struck right in the chest.

"You're so poisonous. The big man said with difficulty, the immortal glass body was completely broken, and he also withdrew from the giant mode, turning into a two-meter-tall body, and after a few breaths, the huge body fell, the breath was sluggish, the vitality was looming, and his life hung by a thread, and there was a possibility of death at any time.

"Second brother!"

"Second brother, you hold on!"

For a while, six real people other than the boss hurriedly rushed forward and surrounded the big man. The three real people, the surging spiritual power frantically instilled into the body of the big man, and the other three real people took out several unknown pills and swallowed them for him. Under such a toss, he barely hung his life.

Looking at Lan Ling'er again, although she was not injured, the corners of her eyes were already moist, and the Jiugong Sword lost its former brilliance and fell to the ground. Weapons that have separated from mortal weapons and become spiritual weapons have their own spirits, and the Nine Palace Sword also has its sword spirit, which is the most important core of the sword. Just now, Lan Ling'er burst the sword spirit with a ruthless heart, and she was unexpected, wanting to kill the big man in seconds. At this time, although the big man did not die, he was also dying, and he lost all his combat effectiveness, which can be regarded as half of his goal. The Nine Palace Sword paid the price for this, falling from a spiritual weapon to a top-grade mortal weapon.

The boss of the Bazhen people, that is, the blue-haired old man, is also a ruthless hero, his second brother was almost killed, whether he is dead or alive is not yet known, he can still arrange the formation by himself, and he doesn't look at it. The three real people kept pouring spiritual power into the big man and hanging half of his life.

"You ruthless shrew. The old eight of the eight true people scolded, and at the same time, the seal in his hand kept being sealed, and the spiritual power overflowed, a wind blade, a fireball, and an ice thorn attacked and killed Lan Ling'er.

"Just a few basic Taoist techniques, and I also took them out to show off. Lan Ling'er said disdainfully, and suddenly dozens of sword qi gushed out, densely colliding with the wind blade, fireball, and ice spike. The two were in a stalemate for a few breaths, and the wind blade, fireball, and ice spike actually crushed the sword qi, and attacked Lan Ling'er with unabated speed.

Lan Ling'er's face changed slightly, she didn't want the basic Dao technique to be in the hands of the Eight True People, it was extremely powerful, and it could be said that it turned decay into magic. Her figure immediately became blurred, and she moved at high speed, avoiding wind blades, fireballs, and ice spikes, and picked up the Nine Palace Sword on the ground.

The eighth of the eight true people was not in a hurry or impatient, there were words in his mouth, he didn't know what to mumble, he was single-minded, his hands were knotted with different seals at the same time, and in an instant, dozens of wind blades, ice spikes, and fireballs were mixed together, and the angle was tricky to attack Lan Ling'er. Lan Ling'er waved the Nine Palace Sword in her hand, the sword aura was like a flower, and she was impermeable to the wind blade, ice thorn, and fireball.

In this way, the three ancestors of the human race and the three of the eight true people fought together. Hundreds of innate cultivators on the earth, millions of acquired cultivators, and countless mortal armies were like waves, charging the whole army, fearless of the impact of death.

The other three of the Eight True People infused the dying Biao-shaped man with spiritual power with one hand, and the domineering spiritual power in the other hand surged out, bombarding the charging army. The three Jindan real people actually resisted countless earth armies for a while, and a large number of cultivators or mortals fell every moment. But in order to protect their homeland, countless fighters rushed forward.

The fierce battle between the Eight True Beings and the creatures of the Earth continues.

I don't know how long later, a figure appeared on the battlefield in the center of the earth, he was not tall or strong, but in the eyes of the earthlings, he was incomparably majestic, like a god-like existence, he was the hope of the earth's creatures.

Suddenly, this majestic man turned into three and divided into three bodies. At this moment, the three bodies give people the illusion of seeing thunder. The three bodies were three domineering thunderbolts at this moment, and then turned into three thunderbolts, and rushed towards the three real people who fought fiercely with the three ancestors of the human race.

Thundered!

But in one shot, three thunderbolts bombarded the three real people, with severed limbs and a strong smell of mush. At this time, there were no more traces of three thunderbolts, only three majestic figures.

"I'm sorry. I'm late!"