Lu Xia muttered, his right hand slowly raised, and in the palm of his hand, there was a faint stele-like vein, intricately intertwined, with a faint coercion of ups and downs, as if it could shatter the sky.

But faintly, there is a trace of psychic energy missing, as if it is a mortal monument.

This is exactly the crazy increase of the day, which made Lu Xia brave and unstoppable, and it was even the Zhenxian Monument in front of the Beihai Twin Kings and the Qingyang Sect.

Although it was silent after the battle that day, as if he lacked spirituality, Lu Xia knew that if he poured his battle spirit into it, he could still exchange it for monstrous combat power.

This is Lu Xia's last killer weapon, and it is also the last glory before his death, which will be the burning of his battle soul and the brilliance of his life.

If it's not a dead end, who wants to fight hard?

But at this time, it is already a desperate situation, if he doesn't fight hard, then he will be bombarded into powder without any power to fight back.

This is definitely not what Lu Xia wants to see, even if he is dead, he will stand and die in battle.

That's his way, bloody battle, half a step back, indomitable!

The violent attack that raged like a tide continued to expand in Lu Xia's pupils, and the terrifying power was like a stormy wave, blasting through the void, and the boundless murderous aura was like a galaxy pouring down, shocking thousands of miles.

The line between life and death, a thousand shots!

The corners of Lu Xia's blood-stained mouth rose, and a miserable smile was lifted, sure enough, the plan couldn't catch up with the changes, and all the calculations were calculated in front of the earth-shattering strength, and they were all like paper paste, which was easily pierced and shattered.

After all, this is a world where strength is respected, and every calculation is based on strong strength.

As soon as he thought of this, the miserable smile on his face was even worse, and there was no longer the slightest jump on his honest fat face, there was only a crazy battle intent and a tragic soul brewing.

Gu Lanxin's daughters also appeared at this time, but they were isolated by Liu Yongyan's spatial power town.

Gu Lanxin's eyes turned, looking at Lu Xia who looked miserable in the shattered space, there was a touch of pain in her heart, and there were wisps of indescribable feelings flowing in her bright eyes.

Even she didn't notice it, looking at Lu Xia, who was about to be bombarded, her eyes were red.

The void is forbidden, isolated from all directions, and all attacks that cannot be crowned are all vain.

Although Gu Lanxin had the heart to make a move, she was powerless.

At this moment, it is a desperate situation, and no one can stop it.

A faint smile appeared on Liu Yongyan's face, "Junior, reincarnation in the next life, don't offend the people of my Liu family lightly!"

The voice was cold, and his attack was rapidly amplified, booming and falling, the void shattered, and the heavens and the earth trembled.

"Buzz!"

Lu Xia's right hand also transformed into a brilliant golden color at that moment, especially the position of the palm, as if there was a golden sun shattered there, shining and dazzling.

A terrifying aura suddenly burst out, Lu Xia spurted blood, his face became more and more pale, and between the miserable laughter, he wanted to recite the mantra and burn his unrepentant battle spirit.

The low and tragic voice is like cutting through time and space since ancient times, resounding leisurely, such as the sound of the Great Dao Lun, such as the fairy king's speech, the sound surrounds the sky, circling the eight wildernesses.

"The battle spirit is fierce, and the time and space are heroic. Heaven and earth collapse, borrow a ray of blazing heat, light the spark of the stars, and burn the ......"

He had not finished reciting the Fa, and in the faint golden light, in the horrified eyes of everyone, a rainbow light came out of nowhere.

"Boom—"

The void shattered, the sky trembled, and an incomparable terrifying coercion swept through the space, making everyone frightened.

Heaven and earth are like ovens, blazing hot, red light shines thousands of miles, and the fire burns the sky.

Everyone was shocked, feeling that in the furnace, the soul and body were suffering unspeakably, and they almost wanted to collapse.

"Hammer?"

Everyone's hearts trembled, their eyes looked at the hammer coming from the sky in horror, and their souls trembled.

"Boom!"

The iron hammer swept through the sky, shook the world, and destroyed the attack that Liu Yongyan bombarded, shattered the powder, swept through the nine heavens, and broke through the sky.

Liu Yongyan's face changed slightly, and he withdrew and flew back, completely ignoring the killing of Lu Xia.

Heirloom Soldiers!

The saint's heirloom saint soldier, this is not an ordinary means, such a terrifying coercion carries the power of ten thousand jun, if it is hit, let alone the top of the king, even if it is a saint, it is also a fatal injury.

The red light filled the sky, the void shattered, and a middle-aged man with a naked upper body had an indifferent face, and he stepped out from the distance and appeared in front of Lu Xia.

The middle-aged man's body is like a divine iron poured, his muscles are up, and his green tendons are agitated like a green dragon, full of explosive power that makes people's hearts tremble.

The hammer blasted out a huge spatial crack that could not be seen, and the whole world did not seem to have that figure standing up to the sky and the earth, and that terrifying iron hammer.

The void shattered, the sky roared, the shocking attack on the top of the king exploded, and Liu Yongyan changed color and flew back!

A qiē only happens in an instant, but it is enough to shock the heavens and the earth, and everyone is frightened.

The holy power is immense, devastating, and unstoppable.

"Poof!"

Lu Xia spurted out a mouthful of blood, breaking the mantra of burning the battle spirit, his eyes flashed with excitement, looking at the figure with a bronze upper body, looking at the familiar figure that seemed to be able to stand up to the sky today.

Deng Yonghui!

Deng Yonghui is here!

The biggest variable in his plan finally appeared at the very last moment of his life!

Shengwei, a descendant of saints, is powerful and intimidating, as Lu Xia expected, this cultivation is unfathomable, and Deng Yonghui, who can even step into the thunder tribulation and disperse the thunder tribulation, is really not simple.

And his appearance also means that all Lu Xia's previous calculations and guesses are correct, and the goddess of fate finally has such a time to favor him.

Lu Xia also ignored the wolf bèi on his body, raised his hand tremblingly and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and complained angrily: "Old fox, if you come a little later, go and learn the art of soul conjuring, and then you should be able to find some of my remnant souls." ”

Deng Yonghui's expression was solemn, as if he was thinking about Lu Xia's words very seriously, and only after a while did he say: "Conjuring spirits is immortal art, how can I start learning." But you little fox, you've been waiting for me here, boy, what is your brain made of, and you calculated me until now when we met. ”

"No, how dare I calculate you, Uncle Deng, you are open-minded and heroic by nature, you love to fight and hold grievances, and you can't see others bullying the small, this is a virtue, this is your excellent character, my admiration for you is like the water of the river that day, gushing endlessly, and like ......"

"Shut up. Deng Yonghui's face turned pale, and he said angrily: "I said that you dead fat man don't make a fool of yourself, look at the trouble you caused, if it weren't for the face of my old man when he was in the refining competition half a year later, the ghost would ignore you." ”

“......”

Lu Xia scratched his head and was speechless, he was too direct, and he didn't think that it would hit the self-esteem of a young man like him if he said it so directly......

With the appearance of Deng Yonghui, the first person to show joy was Gu Lanxin, her eyes were full of mist, she exhaled a long breath, and the heart she was carrying was finally put back in her stomach.

But looking at Lu Xia's gaze, there was a little more solemnity, and there were countless doubts in his heart, this little fat brother and Uncle Deng just had a one-sided relationship, how could they not only help him cast a king-level magic weapon, but also come forward to save him?

As smart as Gu Lanxin, for a while, he found that his brain was a little insufficient.

At the same time, in the city lord's mansion, the eyes of Akabane, who had been calm, suddenly widened, and two brilliant divine rays shot out, looking at the figure in the distance in a daze.

"Senior Madman Deng, he actually came forward, what is his relationship with that little guy......" Akabane muttered in a low voice.

Li Lone Wolf also had a hint of surprise in his eyes, heard Chi Yu's murmur, and asked, "Senior Deng has all intervened? City Lord, what about us?"

"This time, we may have a reason to be confident. Akabane was noncommittal this time, but smiled lightly.

“......”

In the void, the gray-robed old man's originally calm and smiling face of the Leng family froze on his face with Deng Yonghui's appearance, and muttered, "Crazy craftsman, he actually interfered at this time?"

Liu Yongyan retreated to the side of the gray-robed old man, still with a trace of horror on his face, but the hatred in his eyes was monstrous, seeing that the revenge of killing the son was about to be avenged, the damn fat man was about to be killed by him, but a great sage was killed halfway.

No one could understand the grievances in his heart at this time, but he didn't dare to make a mistake, all because of the figure that exuded terrifying holy power.

Madman!

Crazy craftsman Deng Yonghui!

There are few people in the Western Wilderness who don't know him, and Liu Yongyan is no exception, everyone who knows and hears the name of the madman is shocked from the bottom of their hearts.

That's really a hammer that blasted out the supreme prestige, the craftsman of the slaughter, called the madman!

This is a smelting weapon in a skill into the Dao, but also three thousand years ago in a rage for the red face, slaughtered thousands of miles of blood, a hammer to kill the great sage in the Western Wilderness Sacred Peak, the power of the world, its people are crazy.

However, after that battle, he retired and no one knew where he went, and he didn't expect to live in seclusion in Akabane Castle.

What Liu Yongyan didn't expect was that he actually interfered in the affairs of this little fat man, could there be any kind of relationship between them?

"Senior Deng, why are you here?" Liu Yongyan was unwilling and asked out loud.

However, Deng Yonghui's answer was exactly the same as he expected, completely shattering the last trace of luck in his heart.

"I'm here for him. Deng Yonghui replied lightly.

"I don't know ...... seniors with him"

The cold snort suddenly rose, and the sky trembled, "This is not something you should know!"

"Senior, this son killed my son, if the predecessor can't give me a satisfactory answer, my Liu family vows not to give up!" Liu Yongyan is also a generation of power, suppressed the previous shock, and actually pulled out the banner of the Liu family, and asked to the end.

"Hahaha...... The junior is so daring, the Liu family vows not to give up? Then try it, even if Liu Zhitian is in front of me, I don't dare to say this!" Deng Yonghui said in a deep voice.

Immediately, he looked at the gray-robed old man who was silently on the side, and laughed loudly: "Leng Xinyu, you old immortal hasn't fallen yet?"