Huo Dongjie knew that it was not because the quality of his flying sword was inferior to that ancient spear, but because the mana of his caster was far lower than the mana acting on the ancient spear.

Push the power of a magic weapon to the extreme, in this world, I'm afraid only that person can do it! Fang Ling's eyes looked coldly at the short spear that was about to pierce Huo Dongjie's eyebrows, and felt a trace of pity in his heart.

Exhausting the power of this short spear to kill Huo Dongjie is really a bit overkill. But now, he can't do it if he doesn't. Once that formation is activated, the result of the two ancient treasures will be all destroyed, even if Huo Dongjie is not here, the fate of this short spear is also doomed.

If he used this short spear to give Liu Qiushui a blow, would he be able to catch it?

The short spear was as fast as lightning, and the shadow of the spear was already close to Huo Dongjie's eyebrows. There is only a moment of effort, and what awaits Huo Dongjie is that his soul is scattered.

In today's situation, I'm afraid no one can save Huo Dongjie. Fang Ling, who had such a thought flashing in his heart, couldn't help but slightly curl up the corners of his mouth.

Huo Dongjie's eyes widened, and he also looked at the spear shadow, but he wanted to see how the spear shadow that killed him passed through his heart.

It's actually hard to face death. However, although he still has a few magic weapons on his body, it is difficult to play any role. All he could do was face death. Jin Dan, the original god, can't escape.

But in the end, Huo Dongjie found that he really didn't have the ability to face death, so he chose to close his eyes. The spear light is already in front of you, just close your eyes. Then everything went to darkness.

How did time pass so slowly, not passed, not crossed! It's not broken, and his body doesn't seem to be under any attack, isn't it because he closed his eyes, so the time has become long?

In the end, Huo Dongjie decided to open his eyes and take a look, and at the moment he opened his eyes. I saw that the spear light was still against the center of his eyebrows, but it didn't rush in for half a minute.

Following the spear light, he saw an arm. An arm grasped on a short spear.

Even the three Yuan Infant Ancestors died under the Zhenfeng Tower, which was almost as powerful as the short spear, and now someone actually grabbed the short spear, which was extremely surprising. It's even more unbelievable that it's true. But that's what it really is.

Following that arm, Huo Dongjie saw a figure in a cyan robe, although the figure was facing away from him, but the figure was like a green pine standing proudly in the mountains, which filled his heart with endless admiration for a while.

Fang Ling was also stunned, he also didn't believe that this qiē was real, as the arranger of this big array, he himself knew the power of this formation best. The three Primordial Ancestors were wiped out in the formation. And the ancient spear with the same power as the Zhenfeng Tower, when it was urged to the extreme. But he was caught in the air.

What a mana, what a mana!

But the man in front of him, who was like a mountain, did it, he was facing Fang Ling head-on. From his face, which was like an ancient well, Fang Ling felt an unattainable feeling, equally mysterious and mysterious.

It's as if all the spirits between heaven and earth are gathered on this person's body.

"Go!" with a faint snort, the man suddenly threw his spear backwards two hundred feet. And at the moment when the spear retreated, the person who came rose into the air, and five fingers as clear as jade clenched into a fist, and struck at the ancient spear.

A punch seems to have driven the world in all directions.

The spear light in front of the ancient spear was forced away the moment it collided with this fist, and the fist hit the ancient spear hard.

There was no sound, but the ancient spear was like snow on fire, instantly turning into a piece of dust and dissipating into heaven and earth.

This man's god-like majesty made Fang Ling's heart tremble, and he couldn't help but say, "Yan Shenzhou, you are Yan Shenzhou!"

Today, in his mind, there is only one person who can do this, and that is Yan Shenzhou. And at the moment when he said this, Fang Ling didn't think about it, he directly unfolded the map of Longhu Mountain Fu and moved frantically towards the outside of Longhu Mountain.

Where there is life, there is hope. Now this Yan Shenzhou, who has dominated Nanchu for hundreds of years, is obviously not something he can deal with, so Fang Ling chose to flee. His only way to survive was to escape.

Yan Shenzhou looked at Fang Ling in the white light, and said with a faint smile: "Since Xiaoyou is destined to meet, he left in such a hurry, it is not the appearance of a master, stay and talk to me!"

The words were soft, but as soon as the palm of his hand was grasped, a two-colored big hand instantly enveloped the space around Fang Ling. Fang Ling, who had already urged the Dragon Tiger Mountain Blessing Map to escape halfway, was actually frozen in mid-air.

Is this really the power of Yuanying's peak, or has this Yan Shenzhou already broken through the late Yuanying stage? At this time, Fang Ling didn't have time to think about this problem, he only had one thought, that is, he wanted to escape.

The possibility of Yan Shenzhou killing himself is almost ten percent. Therefore, Fang Ling couldn't stay, at the moment when the Dragon Tiger Mountain Blessing Map was fixed in mid-air, Fang Ling's fingers pinched, the Demon Banner flew out, and the blood shadow that rushed out urged the Jiuli Holy Blood, and slammed straight towards Yan Shenzhou's golden-red two-colored big hand.

What Fang Ling wanted was not to break this big hand that belonged to Yan Shenzhou, he just wanted to break this big hand, as long as he smashed this big hand away, as long as he broke out of a gap, he would be able to escape from here by relying on the Longhu Mountain Fu map.

The blood shadow combined with the holy blood of Jiuli could cut Huo Dongjie's sun and moon at the same time, but could he really break Yan Shenzhou's palm? Fang Ling had no confidence, but now that he could, he could only fight. There is only fighting!

If you don't fight, you will die, and there will be a way to live.

The moment the blood shadow rushed out, Yan Shenzhou sneered and said, "Carving insect skills." And he paid no more attention to it. However, with the urging of the Jiuli Holy Blood, the Blood Burning Divine Knife was like blood electricity, and it slashed fiercely on the palms of the two colors.

At the intersection of the gold and red palms, there was a thin crack, but the blood shadow and the Burning Blood Divine Knife flew out upside down like a ball, especially the blood shadow, under the tap of the two-colored big hands, it directly shattered into thousands of drops of blood in mid-air, and fell between the peaks of Dragon and Tiger Mountain.

The blood shadow with the power of the Yuan Infant can be said to be a great injury to the vitality this time. But now, Fang Ling didn't have time to care about his blood shadow, what he cared about was the crack that had just cracked. The moment that gap appeared, Fang Ling frantically urged the magic technique, and the whole person passed through the secret realm map of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, and moved outside the blessed land of Dragon and Tiger Mountain again.

Seeing that he was about to fall on an unfamiliar mountain peak outside the blessed land of Longhu Mountain, he heard a soft shout in his ear: "Bold!"

The two words bold made Fang Ling's heart tremble for a while, and with these two words, a finger light rushed towards him frantically.

Fang Ling was no stranger to the light of this finger. When he killed Duan Renjie, he encountered this kind of finger light.

Invincible finger, this is Yan Shenzhou's invincible finger. The finger light pierced the void and rushed directly to his side, and as long as he couldn't stop this finger, there was only death waiting for him.

The Demon Banner had already been injured, and if Haoran's qi was hard fighting, Fang Ling didn't have the slightest certainty. After a moment of deep groaning, Fang Ling let out a deep sigh, his hands quickly pinched, and a little black light formed a fist-sized portal in the void.

The door was small, but the black light churning inside was as black as ink.

Mysterious and mysterious, the door of all wonders. The reason why Xuanqi Dafa can become the town teaching method of the founding patriarch of the Divine Sect is not only because it has the characteristics of being unpolluted, but also because it has a wonderful use, that is, the gate of Xuanjiao.

The gate of Xuanqi, the mother of heaven and earth, can swallow all things in heaven and earth. It's just that this kind of Xuanqi Gate requires at least the cultivation of the Yuan Infant or above, so that it can gather the aura of heaven and earth and work hard. What Fang Ling had used to cast with the skeletons on the Demon Banner in the past was only a condensed version of the Xuanqi Gate.

When it comes to power, I don't know how many times worse than the real Xuanyu Gate.

And now, in order to buy himself a point of survival time, Fang Ling couldn't take care of that much, so he exhausted the True Yuan of his whole body, urging this Xuanqi Gate that he hadn't even fully mastered.

The moment the small Xuanqi Gate appeared, the light that implied the invincibility had already rushed over. Fang Ling's hand pinched, and the small Xuanqi Gate greeted the finger light.

Finger light whistling, changing the color of the void. But after rushing through the gate that seemed to imply endless darkness, there was no more sound. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fang Ling finally took advantage of the map of Longhu Mountain Fu and rushed directly into the rolling Lancang River.

And at the moment when he fell into the water, a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spit out of his mouth. This mouthful of blood was like a start, thirteen mouthfuls of blood in a row, making Fang Ling's face turn pale!

Invincible refers to being invincible, even if it is included in the Xuanqi Gate, but the invincibility inside is still unbearable for Fang Ling. The balance of the Xuanqi True Yuan and Haoran Qi in his body was broken in an instant, and in just a blink of an eye, Fang Ling felt that the meridians on his body had been broken by as many as four or five paths.

But at this time, the only thought in Fang Ling's heart was to escape, he reluctantly urged the magic trick, just like a swimming fish, in an instant, he swam dozens of miles away.

In the water, Fang Ling wanted to urge his own technique, but before he could do so, a stream of pain filled his body like a needle prick. He tried to struggle to keep his mind clear, but the dizziness caused his consciousness to slowly become blurry after struggling a few times.

The river is mighty and rushes to the east......

In the blessed land of Longhu Mountain, Huo Dongjie knelt on the ground respectfully and said: "Thank you for the ancestor for saving your life, the disciple is incompetent and has disgraced the sect!"

Yan Shenzhou waved his sleeves and said in a deep voice: "Defeat is defeat, defeat and victory again, like you, it seems to be a dead parent, the most hateful, if you can't even accept this failure, how can you lead me to shake the gate of heaven in the future!" (To be continued......)

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