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A taboo aura that suppresses all things in the world ripples from the three-color light vortex, surging in all directions, the wind and clouds of the heaven and earth roaring, changing constantly.

Buzz

In the huge three-color light swirl, three condensed holy lights suddenly descended on the top of a certain mountain peak. The energy from all directions seemed to be drawn by some kind of force, and they gathered crazily towards these three holy lights.

"The Holy Power Light Spin connection is successful. No, Zhao Feng must not be allowed to break through."

The Holy Lord of Demonic Abyss suddenly jumped out from the edge of the explosion and rushed towards the place where the three-color holy light descended.

At this time, Zhao Feng was at the last moment of breakthrough.

"Evil Claw"

Nangong Sheng stretched out his right arm, and blood-red patterns bloomed on it, quickly climbing up the arm, extending out countless blood-red flowers and leaves, forming the claws of a purple-blooded troll, tearing forward.

"Go away, Nangong Sheng"

The Holy Lord of Demon Abyss immediately shouted, and countless tentacles of black light surged up from all around, attacking Nangong Sheng.

Boom chi chi chi

The two evil forces collided instantly, and the terrifying taboo power within them seemed to be able to swallow everything.

The Holy Lord of Demonic Abyss paused for a moment.

Holy Lord Mo Yuan did not expect that Nangong Sheng's progress was so terrifying, and that he, with the power of the evil god, could actually resist Xuan Guang Dacheng.

Of course, if Holy Lord Moyuan takes action with all his strength, Nangong Sheng will definitely be defeated. However, at this time, preventing Zhao Feng from breaking through the Xuanguang Realm is the most critical and important thing.

Once Zhao Feng successfully breaks through, Zhao Feng's amazing strength will be enough to turn the tide of the battle.

If Zhao Feng really has the God-killing Arrow, then the Holy Lord of Demon Abyss himself will be in danger.

Thinking of this, the Holy Lord of Demonic Abyss used a secret technique, and the demonic light tentacles around his body transformed into countless black light bands, protecting him.

Whoosh

Holy Lord Moyuan decided to ignore Nangong Sheng and deal with Zhao Feng first.

"Don't even think about it"

Nangong Sheng's eyes suddenly turned into a deep purple abyss, with a bloody flower faintly emerging from it.

"The rest is up to you."

Nangong Sheng said silently.

"Jiejiejie, let me play with you."

Nangong Sheng's voice suddenly changed, and the power of the purple blood evil god surged through his body.

A purple blood light that shook the world suddenly rushed towards the Holy Lord of the Demon Abyss.

Boom bang

The Holy Lord of Demonic Abyss took a few steps back, and all the black light protection around him was shattered.

"Power of God"

Holy Lord Moyuan looked horrified and stared at Nangong Sheng.

Although there is only a trace of the power of the evil god in that mysterious light holy power, it is enough to cause a qualitative transformation of the power of the mysterious light holy power.

"It seems that he was invaded by evil thoughts."

The Holy Lord of Demon Abyss was thoughtful.

Nangong Sheng, who was invaded by evil thoughts, was irrational and used power beyond his control regardless of the consequences.

"Humph, no one can stop me."

The Holy Lord of Demonic Abyss looked cold and stern, and used all his strength to activate the holy power of the mysterious light of the demonic path.

At the same time, a black vortex appeared behind the Holy Lord of the Demonic Abyss, and a dark black figure suddenly jumped out of it.

Boom bang

After the Lord of the Demonic Abyss released his clone, he rushed directly towards Nangong Sheng. Countless tentacles of magic light beside him, like the thoughts of the Holy Lord of the Demonic Abyss, shuttled crazily through the space at lightning speed.

The earth-shattering battle between the two made the rest of the Lord's Hall frightened and couldn't help but retreat.

call out

The dark clone of Holy Lord Mo Yuan gave an evil laugh and rushed directly towards Zhao Feng, who was sitting cross-legged in the palace on top of the mountain.

The clone of the Holy Lord of Demonic Abyss has 60% of the strength of the original body, which is more powerful than the ordinary Holy Lord with a small level of Xuanguang.

Holy Lord Moyuan sneered. Nangong Sheng, who had lost his mind, only existed for fighting and did not care about other details at all.

Zhao Feng, who is in seclusion alone without anyone to protect him, will undoubtedly die.

"Die, Zhao Feng"

The clone of Holy Lord Demon Abyss had a magic light tentacle extending from its back, directly destroying the surrounding defensive formations and stabbing at Zhao Feng's head.

At this moment, Zhao Feng was receiving the baptism of the holy power of heaven and earth. He felt the danger coming, but he could not move even half a step, nor could he use the true essence or holy power. If he quit midway, he would probably destroy the light of the holy power in his body.

Seeing that the attack from the clone of the Holy Lord of Demon Abyss was about to penetrate Zhao Feng's head.
Chapter completed!