The purple-clothed envoy stared at Li Peicheng with both eyes, and his heart was also very nervous. Although the cultivator loves life more than everything, who knows if this guy in front of him is a mad maniac.

Time passed minute by minute, the spirits of the two were highly tense, and seeing that the space storm was close at hand, suddenly Li Peicheng's eyes flashed cold, and he shouted: "Here you go!"

With a wave of his hand, he threw the multicolored cloud pal towards the space storm.

The purple-clothed envoy's face changed drastically, although he knew that Li Peicheng was not at ease, but the colorful Yunpa was not trivial, and time did not allow him to consider it at all, so he had no choice but to shout angrily, and quickly swept through the air and grabbed the colorful Yunpa.

Sure enough, Li Peicheng also roared angrily almost at this time, and stabbed at the purple-clothed messenger with a gun.

On one side is the multicolored cloud pa that is about to fly into the space storm, and if it is delayed slightly, it will definitely lose the multicolored cloud pa completely, and on the other hand, there is the fire cloud spear that is like a rainbow, even if the cultivation of the purple-clothed messenger is forcibly carried by force, it will inevitably be injured.

Time did not allow the purple-clothed envoy to ponder, and he had no choice but to run the true yuan with all his might, and the true yuan formed a whirlpool that rotated around the purple-clothed messenger, and even the surrounding space was sucked into the vortex one by one and crushed to pieces.

Li Peicheng didn't expect that the purple-clothed messenger who had lost his body would be so powerful, and he was shocked in his heart, but this risky move was a killing move that he put to death and then lived, and there was no room for the slightest hesitation.

The Fire Cloud Gun is determined to move forward forever!

Boom! The Fire Cloud Spear finally stabbed heavily on the purple-clothed messenger's talisman True Yuan, arousing a furious energy and making a deafening sound.

As the loud sound sounded, the vortex true elements around the purple-clothed envoy turned into nothingness, but Li Peicheng's fire cloud spear's advance also stopped here, and he couldn't advance an inch further.

The purple-clothed envoy stubbornly held Li Peicheng's move, and before Li Peicheng could continue to make a move, the whole person had already pounced on the space storm, and finally grabbed the colorful cloud pal tightly with his hand.

"Haha!" With the colorful cloud in his hand, the purple-clothed messenger couldn't help but laugh proudly.

"You've been tricked!" Li Peicheng said with a long laugh at the same time.

Before Li Peicheng's words fell, a shadow flashed in the air, and at some point, another Li Peicheng was already standing behind the purple-clothed messenger, blocking his way back.

The purple-clothed envoy's face changed slightly, and a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes, where could a mere primordial god stop him.

It's just that almost at the same time, his left and right shadows flashed, and one left and one right actually reappeared with Li Peicheng.

The purple-clothed envoy's face finally changed greatly this time, and he finally understood what Li Peicheng's heart was. It's a pity that he knew it too late, except for the space storm in the rear, in front of him, left and right were surrounded by Li Peicheng's primordial spirit, and there was no way out.

The purple-clothed messenger roared angrily, and with an extra purple flying sword in his hand, he struck forward like lightning.

Li Peicheng's eyes shot a resolute look, and he gritted his teeth.

Boom! Boom!

With three loud bangs, three dazzling and brilliant lights exploded in the air, and the huge impact force rolled up gusts of hurricanes in the air, and even the space storm became more and more turbulent due to the impact.

Poof! Li Peicheng, who was already seriously injured, could no longer bear the impact of the three primordial gods that exploded in an instant, blood spurted out of Li Peicheng's mouth, scattered little by little, his whole face became extremely pale, and his straight body couldn't help but bow up in pain.

Just as Li Peicheng was so weak that he thought that the purple-clothed envoy was in a catastrophe, he saw that only one purple-clothed envoy who was tightly grasping the arm of the colorful Yunpa was rolling out from front like a round ball.

Li Peicheng almost didn't think about it, and immediately stabbed the purple-clothed messenger with a spear.

Although the purple-clothed messenger is extremely powerful, it is a pity that at this time he has already been like a lost dog, and he was blown up by the three primordial gods and had little life left, and he was delirious, and he only knew that he wanted to escape from this ghost place immediately with the colorful cloud papa, and when he saw the fire cloud gun coming like a rainbow, he didn't know how to avoid it for a while.

Snort, the Fire Cloud Spear accurately pierced into the purple-clothed messenger's heart, and the powerful True Yuan immediately poured into Li Peicheng's body along the Fire Cloud Spear.

The purple-clothed messenger was terrified, only to feel a fire burning in his heart, about to burn his life, he wanted to break free, but he was already seriously injured, and now he was stabbed again, and the powerful suction swept through the wound and swept the whole body, but where could he escape.

The purple-clothed messenger couldn't help but feel desperate, staring at Li Peicheng with his eyes, shooting out bitter hatred, roaring angrily, and rushing forward violently, letting the fire cloud gun penetrate his body, but the only remaining arm hugged Li Peicheng tightly.

How terrible it was for the master of the Tribulation Period to fight with all his might before he died, Li Peicheng suddenly felt as if his whole body was caught by a vice, and his bones made a gurgling sound, as if he wanted to shatter.

Li Peicheng was shocked, Zhenyuan burst out, and wanted to shake the purple-clothed envoy away, but the purple-clothed envoy was too powerful, and he had the determination to die with Li Peicheng, no matter how hard Li Peicheng struggled, he couldn't get rid of it.

In the blink of an eye, the space storm swept towards Li Peicheng and the purple-clothed messenger like a huge wave, Li Peicheng looked desperate, he didn't expect that the mechanism was exhausted, and he was about to succeed, but it was a failure, and it was still difficult to escape death.

In the moment before Li Peicheng was engulfed by the space storm, he saw Luo Longzheng, who was hurrying over, looking at him and the purple-clothed messenger with a frightened expression, and then Li Peicheng completely fell into a huge whirlpool, and the white light in front of him that pierced people couldn't open their eyes was fluctuating violently and spinning.

The purple-clothed envoy let out a smug laugh of great revenge, and finally couldn't control his true yuan anymore, and suddenly the purple-clothed envoy's majestic true yuan roared like a flood and rushed into Li Peicheng's body.

How strong is the true yuan of the master of the Tribulation Period, with Li Peicheng's current realm, trying to absorb the true yuan of the master of the Tribulation Period will not have a second result except for self-explosion and death. Li Peicheng just shot just now just to completely kill the purple-clothed envoy, of course, he also had the idea of absorbing part of the true element, but he didn't want to absorb all the true essence of the purple-clothed envoy. Now that the purple-clothed messenger finally gave up resistance, the thick true yuan poured thousands of miles, rushing into Li Peicheng's body like a flash flood, and Li Peicheng subconsciously wanted to withdraw the fire cloud gun.

It's just that I suddenly remembered that I was dead now, and instead of being tortured to death by this space storm, it was better to simply blow myself up. Perhaps, a miracle can happen like in the Ancient Teleportation Array.

Thinking about it like this, Li Peicheng was as calm as water, without desire or thought, without thinking about anything and controlling anything, and let the true yuan of the purple-clothed messenger rush into his body.

It kept expanding, expanding again, the meridians were full, the acupoints were full, and even the three Yuan Babies were reborn in the Purple Mansion, and the violent True Yuan still did not have the slightest tendency to stop pouring in.

(To be continued)