At the moment when the thunder cloud vortex was formed, almost all monks from all directions in Luoze saw it.

That was a terrifying beast's mouth, transforming into a black hole that devoured all things.

No one can raise a little bit of resistance in this black hole.

At some point of fighting, blood flowed into a river, and the monks were already red in their eyes.

Not far away, there is a woman with a beautiful appearance, and her carefully woven dreadlocks look wild.

If Luo Shian is here, he will definitely recognize this girl with alternative beauty, Su Qianmo.

After not seeing her for a while, she has become very different. The powerful and cold aura cannot be hidden at all.

"Kill me!"

The voice was filled with a strong murderous intent, and the coldness inside was heartbreaking.

When she finished saying this, she disappeared and was already in the battle group when she appeared again.

Both sides of the war are the Immortal Gate and the Netherworld Hall.

Huang Tingzhan and several Wu Kings complained secretly at this time, their disadvantages became increasingly obvious.

The Immortal Sect was not so embarrassed, so Li Chongbai and a group of monks rebelled and injured a Martial King. This made the two forces change in a wonderful way.

Even if other forces came to support him, with Huang Tingzhan's exception, the Immortal Sect was still inferior.

At this time, they were already at the end of their strength.

The martial arts king in the Nether Palace has strange martial arts and his fighting skills, and his fighting style is also extremely tricky, which has caused countless losses to the children of the Immortal Sect.

Huang Tingzhan has been entangled by several Wu Kings, and the other Wu Kings have also blocked the corresponding Wu Kings.

Other disciples of the Immortal Sect kept falling down.

The only two younger generations in the field were extremely sarcastic.

Li Shuyan's guqin exuded a simple aura, and the notes were jumping in his hands, making the gloomy Luoze have a different color.

As each note jumps, the demonic energy of the monks coming to the Nether Palace will dissipate a little, and their strength will drop sharply.

The next sound will turn into a sharp knife and directly slash at the magic cultivator.

This kind of attack is not carried out alone, but a large piece.

Anyone who hears her voice will be upset. If you often avoid her fairy voice, you will be killed or injured by disciples from the fairy sect around you.

The demon cultivators had a great headache for her.

On the other side there was a man in white, with a clear contour on his face and a cheerful and bold spirit.

He stood there, as if the sky was about to lose its color.

He has extremely rich combat experience, and his moves are fierce and ruthless.

Although he is still in the Martial Commander's realm, even monks at the Martial King level are afraid of his martial arts skills.

His spiritual power is more like endless, and his continuous ultimate moves are still capable of continuing to kill the enemy.

You can't see his decline at all.

No one in the same realm as him could block his three moves.

It takes a minute to fight to the top.

He kept moving and rescuing nearby monks.

Suddenly, a fiery red figure blocked his way.

He looked up.

The beautiful face was so beautiful that it was perfect when combined with the dreadlocks.

The man was slightly stunned, and there was a little throbbing in his heart.

This is incredible. He thought he only had feelings for Li Shuyan.

Unexpectedly, the right girl would still be moved.

Su Qianmo's beauty is completely opposite to Li Shuyan's beauty, and both have reached an extreme.

It feels like one is good and one is evil, but they are all extremely beautiful.

The man couldn't bear to take action.

Su Qianmo flashed and appeared in front of him. The man wanted to say a few more words, but a sword light lit up without warning.

A nearby King of Wu hurriedly reminded: "Ling Yifeng, there are no friends on the battlefield!"

Li Shuyan frowned when she saw him like this.

She suddenly remembered the figure playing with her.

"He is a hundred times stronger than Ling Yifeng!"

Then he fought seriously and didn't care whether Ling Yifeng could block this sudden move.

Ling Yifeng blocked the sword body towards Su Qianmo's sword tip, and spiritual power roared out.

He was full of confidence and determined that Su Qianmo could not break his defense.

In the same realm, no one can repel him, even if he hastily resisted it, because his spiritual power is too strong.

But the next moment his face turned red, and a surge of power came from his sword body.

With a "boom", the sword body pressed directly on him, as if a force of tens of millions of pounds of force was hit.

He instantly pressed him out of blood. Fortunately, he had rich combat experience and responded when his sword was pressed up.

It was impossible to escape and quickly retreated, and a lot of power was leaked.

"How is it possible, how can she be so strong!"

"In the same realm, it is impossible for someone to have a purer concentration of spiritual power than my."

It’s a pity that he felt that the purity of this woman’s spiritual power was much stronger than his.

The disciples of other immortal sects were also shocked. Ling Yifeng had never been so embarrassed. It seems that there will be more misfortunes today.

Ling Yifeng was still in shock, and Su Qianmo's figure in his eyes had disappeared again, and there was a stinging pain behind him.

Ling Yifeng's heart was cold and he knew that the woman had appeared behind him strangely again.

He shouted loudly and his spiritual power reached its peak and he dared not keep it.

"Raging Immortal Technique!"

He knows the mysterious martial arts.

He used the "crazy immortal technique" of lv1, and his reputation was great.

At this time, a whirlpool appeared in the distance, and the fog surged away in panic, with electric snakes flashing wildly inside, and strong winds blew.

It made the faces of these monks so painfully.

Su Qianmo jumped out of the battle circle and looked at the vortex excitedly.

He murmured in surprise: "Are you here?"

Then he looked at Ling Yifeng. The "Furious Immortal Technique" was attacking indiscriminately. As long as the monks hit were turned into powder, it was so powerful.

Su Qianmo said coldly: "You are lucky, you will definitely die next time."

The figure disappeared in an instant.

Both sides of the battle also stopped and stared at the terrifying vortex above their heads with shock.

The monks from the Nether Palace retreated like a tide at the command.

The disciples of the Immortal Sect finally breathed a sigh of relief, but they still did not dare to be careless and paid attention to the surroundings vigilantly.

They didn't understand why the Nether Palace had obviously gained all its advantages, so why it retreated at this time. The good situation was wasted, and it would be difficult to find such an opportunity again in the future.

Huang Tingzhan stared at the whirlpool cloud, his body trembling.

"This is the world-destroying divine thunder. What is here to overcome the tribulation? The world-destroying divine thunder was actually brought down?"

He hurriedly flew towards the direction of the thunder tribulation, and he wanted to see what was released here.

Li Shuyan looked at Lei Yun in confusion, for some reason he felt familiar.

Ling Yifeng walked to her at this time. His originally white clothes had been dyed red, no longer as beautiful as the banished immortal before.

It turns out that immortals can also be in the dust.

Li Shuyan put away the guqin and turned into a fairy light to chase it away.

Ling Yifeng was stunned. He and Li Shuyan had never said a word, but for some reason he felt the latter's alienation.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Chapter completed!