Meng Shu listened to it and smiled, at this moment, he had already put life and death out of the way, the iron ruler in his hand was raised, the purple light curtain was blocked in front of him, and it was faintly visible that it was the word "Yong", the light flickered, the divine patterns were intertwined in the light curtain, and there seemed to be a roaring sound in the void, as if countless people were reciting the word "Yong".

Blood droplets hit the light curtain, and bursts of roars rang out, the sound was terrible, piercing the eardrums, and on the purple light, the sword qi swallowed out, blocking the blood demon outside.

The blood light flashed and disappeared, and hundreds of millions of blood droplets quickly fused together, forming a figure, and the blood demon appeared again, but compared to just now, the blood demon's face was a little paler, obviously injured by Meng Fuzi's magic power.

This side of the blood demon has just been defeated, on the other side, Wang Qian's sword qi has already been killed, and the shouting and killing sound in the sword qi is shocking, as if there are thousands of troops and horses killing, Wang Qian's sword qi seems to be wide open and closed, but now he is facing Meng Fuzi, who has adopted the forbidden method, this kind of big opening and closing is obviously not suitable.

The other party is very cunning, just cooperating with the blood demon to consume Meng Fuzi's time, any forbidden method has a time limit, and he believes that he will definitely be able to defeat Meng Fuzi in the end.

Meng Fuzi let out a roar in the space, and one after another visions appeared, which would be a thousand zhang divine mountain, as heavy as a thousand pounds, or a thousand miles of long rivers, a flood of oceans, or for the sword qi to take off in the air, and the powerful mana outlined all kinds of divine patterns, swaying in the space, every time it was struck, it could cause spatial shocks, as if it was about to collapse.

But the effect is not obvious.

Li Si hid in the heavy space, and it seemed to be right in front of him, but in fact, he didn't know how much space was spaced in the middle, and it was very difficult to kill the other party, and he didn't do anything else, just fixed the space, so that Meng Fuzi couldn't get out.

But the Blood Demon and Wang Jian are very treacherous, the two of them retreat with one blow, whether it has any effect or not, as long as they can drag Meng Fuzi is the best.

Of course, the most uncomfortable thing is Li Si, maintaining the battlefield of the three golden immortals is a very difficult time, the longer it is maintained, the more serious the consumption of magic power. Until now, his face was pale, except for the glint in his eyes. Because he saw that the aura on Meng Fuzi's body had weakened a lot.

"Lis, you deserve to die. Meng Fuzi, who was fighting, also noticed his own problems, and his body was weakening, he knew that his peak time was about to pass, but so far, he still hadn't killed the three people in front of him.

"Zi said: The deceased is like a husband, reluctant to give up day and night!" Meng Fuzi suddenly laughed, his face showed a resolute look, the purple light between his eyebrows flashed, and the righteous qi in the sea of consciousness rolled over, and there was a roaring sound, which was like a fountain in an instant, gushing out.

The breath that was gradually weakening suddenly skyrocketed, even more powerful than just now, above the head, the clouds vibrate, condensing into the appearance of three flowers, above the three flowers, the divine pattern haunts, outlining Meng Fuzi's exposition of the truth of heaven and earth.

This is already the means of Taiyi Golden Immortal.

"Be careful, this guy is crazy. Li Si saw it clearly, and his eyes suddenly became a little more nervous. He spewed out a stream of divine light, turning into flags, and purple-gold divine patterns were carved on it, turning into one fierce beast after another, transforming into the air, emitting bursts of angry roars. The space that was about to collapse was once again condensed.

The Blood Demon and Wang Jian also noticed the changes in each other, and a trace of horror gradually appeared on their faces, Meng Fuzi was desperate, just now it could be said that he didn't even want his own path, but now he said that the other party was burning his own Yuan Shen.

Among the monks, although the physical body is very important, but the most important thing is the original god, if the physical body is lost, the original god can still be taken away, once the original god is consumed, there may not even be a chance of reincarnation.

Meng Fuzi was burning his Yuan Shen at the moment, and when the Yuan Shen burned clean, the elders of the Haoran Zhengqi Sect would disappear into the long river of history. The other party now has a belief in death, and wants to kill the three guys in front of him.

"Come from the mountains. Meng Fuzi laughed, and the iron ruler in his hand pointed out that in the void, he saw three sacred mountains conjuring up, the two sides were shorter, and the middle was prominent, which was the word "mountain", which was the divine mountain that the divine pattern conjured up, expressing Mengfuzi's understanding of the mountain, thick and tall, about a thousand zhang high, thick and indestructible.

The sacred mountain slammed into the blood demon's body, shattering the blood demon into pieces, turning into countless blood droplets, disappearing into space, and when it reappeared, his face was pale, and his eyes were a little more shocked and frightened.

"Here comes the water. The iron ruler in Mengfuzi's hand pointed out, and he saw a great river appear in the void, mighty and mighty, rolling up infinite momentum, pouring thousands of miles, destroying everything in front of him.

The sword qi in Wang Qian's hand rushed out, and in front of Changhe, there was no chance to resist, so he was dispersed by Changhe, and the huge force hit Wang Qian's body, knocking it away, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, sprinkled on the Changhe, scarlet dots.

"The sword comes. Meng Fuzi's eyes flickered, as if the sun was shining on the sky, shining the space like day, and he saw countless purple rays of light, like a sharp sword, gathering in the air, and then, the sharp sword came out of his hand, enveloping the void, so that the people around him had nothing to hide.

The blood demon's body exploded again, turning into drops of blood, Wang Jian barely controlled the sword, and turned into a huge shield in front of him, blocking the attack of the sword, but the huge impact force still made Wang Jian spit blood again.

As for Li Si, he didn't dodge this time, countless sword qi pierced into the space, looking for Li Si's location, Li Si was not worried at first, he was hiding in the heavy space, unless he had great mana and forcibly destroyed the space in front of him, he could only hurt himself.

It's a pity that this time he miscalculated, who was the person Meng Fuzi hated the most, it was not the blood demon, nor Wang Qian, but he Li Si, the ten thousand sword qi submerged into the space, and then it exploded, the space collapsed, and the sword qi raged.

It can be seen with the naked eye that one space after another exploded, the earth, water, fire and wind exploded in an instant, Li Si's complexion changed, his hands draw, and one space after another appeared, in front of him.

It's a pity that the ten thousand sword qi is raging, and Li Si still has to maintain the operation of the space, and he also has to resist the sword qi in front of him, and finally he can't resist it, and his body is forced out of the space.

"Lis, today is your time of death. When Meng Fuzi saw Li Si appear, a smile appeared on his face, his body shook, with a hint of determination, and rushed towards Li Si, his body exuded a colorful light, which was a manifestation of the burning of the Yuan Shen.