The palace has been blown up by the Divine Martial Arts Cannon, and most of the three types of gold, silver and iron guards in the imperial city were killed or injured, but there are still many mortals outside the city.

As long as the Nirvana Realm still exists, there will be a constant stream of mortals rushing to kill enemies for their king.

Seeing a large number of mortals rushing towards me in the distance, Mei Sanniang pinched her waist and said angrily: "You are many, right? I have a lot of people! I'm going to fire and blast these guys for me, and I'll hit as many as I can!"

Although the Divine Martial Cannon is powerful, the Divine Martial Cannon is not exhausted. Mei Sanniang ordered her men to return to Qingzhou to mobilize troops.

Anyway, she is the prime minister of Dapu, and a command is enough to mobilize countless soldiers.

The female prime minister planned to use Dapu's soldiers to fight the Kingdom of Nevana.

The magic weapon cannon can kill mortals and even monks, but it is ineffective against the scattered immortal souls. In the broken hall, Nie Fanchen is still a noble emperor.

The fierce battle between mortals broke out with the palace as the battlefield. The divine martial arts cannon spit out the tongue of fire. The mortals from the Nirvana Kingdom fell down and rushed over, and corpses were everywhere.

The orders of Nei Moon spread throughout the Kingdom of Nei Moon in a special way. Nine Moons were coming in a steady stream no matter how far away. The great soldiers from the Hunyuan Bottle were also rushing out in line, thousands.

Compared with the war between mortals, the fierce battle between Xu Yan and Nie Fanchen is strange and dangerous.

With the robe sleeves waved, a statue of Qilin collapsed. As the realm spirit of the Nirvana Realm, Nirvana is the master here and controls the laws of the Nirvana Realm.

With his guidance, the second Qilin statue was divided into pieces. Although it was an outsider, Xu Yan, who was promoted to the tribulation, had the ability to resist the law.

"You will be killed by the Nefan Sword, an outsider." Nefanchen sneered and pushed out his palm, and the huge palm prints behind Xu Yan's body and a deep abyss.

"Then let's try it. See if your Nirvana Sword is amazing, or if my Hunyuan Bottle is better." Standing on the cliff-like landing, Xu Yan's expression remained unchanged, and patterns lit up on the huge bottle above the palace.

Finally, Xu Yan, who reached the state of tribulation, communicated with Hunyuan Bottle. The sword dragon li lost in the Nirvana Realm was summoned and rushed over the distant sea.

Although he used the power of the innate spiritual treasure Hunyuan Bottle to fight against Nie Fanchen, Xu Yan's heart was always filled with doubts.

He could conclude that the Nirvana Chen who woke up again was not the original owner. The guy who could even control the Sanxian Yuanshen was far more terrifying than the Nirvana Chen Yuanshen's Yuanshen.

"Nine Colorful Imperial Robe, banned..."

While thinking, the third statue of Qilin also collapsed with a roar. The battle between Xu Yan and Nie Fanchen affected these huge statues, and he was about to fall apart.

As his eyes sank, Xu Yan waved his hand and made a magnificent cloud of spiritual power, covering Awu's statue, and roared angrily.

"Wake up, Awu! Wake up, Wan Hongyu!"

The demon saint Wan Hongyu Xu Yan did not know each other, but Awu was his friend and he could not stand by death without saving him.

The spiritual clouds enveloped the statue, forming a solid defense, but Nie Fanchen's sneer seemed gloomy and ruthless.

What Xu Yan wants to protect, Nie Fanchen wants to destroy.

The spiritual sword bodies that ruptured the air came from Ne Fanchen's sleeve and headed straight for Awu's statue. Xu Yan had no choice but to exhale and punched.

The fist shadow was like the substance, roaring to block the spiritual sword body, and finally shattered in mid-air.

boom……

The muffled sound continued, and the two people in the confrontation kept taking action, and the sword formed by spiritual power rushed all over the sky, and the actual fists and palms were filled with waves.

The earth kept cracking, and the palace became ruins. I don’t know how long it took to fight, but Awu’s statue finally became smaller and eventually cracked in appearance.

"Ah... so sleepy. Don't quarrel with me. Sleep for a while, huh... huh..."

Awu, who had lost the constraints of the ban, not only appeared in a human form, but was also sleeping soundly. He was kicked by Xu Yan before turning over and sitting up.

"Who kicked me! Will you let me sleep? Hey! Where is this? We are fighting, we have been calling me a long time ago! I, Wan Hongyu, like fighting the most! Awu! Awu!"

As soon as he jumped, he saw the surrounding corpses and sea of ​​blood. The strong man who claimed to be Wan Hongyu was very excited.

"Xu Yan! It turns out that you are fighting, haha, I'll help you!"

Awu laughed and fell down, and roared hard with his arms. He grabbed a piece of land worth tens of millions of pounds and rumbling towards Nefanchen.

The power of the demon saint is extraordinary. Although Awu still cannot reach the level of the demon saint, since he merged the Golden Crow Feather, he has become comparable to the Feather-turned Demon Clan.

"Are you Awu or Wan Hongyu?" Xu Yan asked.

"I am... it's all me! Hehe, I am Wan Hongyu, and Awu, Awu Awu!"

Awu scratched his head and said with a silly smile, as if he didn't care about his identity. As for some of the extra memories, he quickly left behind.

A foolish person has a natural advantage. Whether in this life or in the past life, it is like a dream for Awu.

He never recalls, he only remembers today, occasionally thinks about tomorrow, but never thinks about yesterday.

"I'm so hungry! I've eaten something today, I've found you. The dishes you cook are much better than that ugly ghost. I want to eat big crabs, cattle and sheep. By the way, I have to have a few demon spirits to satisfy my cravings! It's okay to eat some demons. The human race is not very delicious. Their hearts have various strange flavors, and they have a lot of ups and downs, some are black and some are gray, but few are red. They are vomiting, and they feel disgusting when they think about it."

Awu began to complain, and Nie Fanchen, who was hit by him, easily broke through the huge rock without any damage.

Awu cannot hurt Nie Fanchen because he does not have the innate spiritual treasure. Only Xu Yan, who is controlling the Hunyuan Bottle, can he hurt Nie Fanchen's soul.

After saving Awu, Xu Yan spent a lot of effort and his face looked a little pale.

The same is true for Nirvana. The consumption of the power of the soul has gradually deteriorated the master of the Nirvana Realm.

From the start of the war to the present, the fight between Xu Yan and Nie Fanchen has undergone some changes.

The attacks of the two were still amazing, but their power became weaker and weaker. In the end, the sword-shaped spiritual power blasted out by Nie Fanchen became extremely dim, and the spiritual power of the fist and palm activated by Xu Yan also became mediocre.

What the two of them consume is their own spiritual treasure power, and they represent the spirit of their respective spiritual treasures.

Nie Fanchen represents Nie Fan Sword, and Xu Yan represents Hunyuan Bottle.

The collision between two heavenly spirit treasures is equivalent to the bombardment and confrontation between two heavenly spirit treasures. Although the power of the innate spirit treasure is shocking, there will always be times when it is exhausted.

If the power of the spiritual treasure is exhausted, there will inevitably be amazing celestial phenomena.

Crack!

The sky was lightning and thunder, and lightning streaks solidified in the sky, forming cracks in the Nirvana Realm.

In the land of Qingzhou, countless rivers dried up, the ground was cracked, and the sky in the night sky was like spider webs, densely filled with cracks.

"It's not a solution to continue like this..."

Sensing the terrifying celestial phenomena in the Hunyuan Bottle, Xu Yan frowned.

If the Hunyuan Bottle and the Niefan Sword die together, the creatures in Qingzhou will be destroyed.

While pondering, Xu Yan suddenly felt a chill in his fingertips, and a wisp of wind and snow swept past his side, dissipating into nothingness.
Chapter completed!