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The first thousand three hundred and eighty-nine chapters

"The Southern Heavenly King Xiliu has been mysterious since his birth. In addition to being the Southern Heavenly King of the Holy Court, he is also the pearl in the palm of the Yushu Huo Mansion, the eastern extreme land. Therefore, the great sun creatures practicing around the entire Fusang divine tree will obey their orders."

As the bloody battle became more and more intense, the old master of the Shenji Pavilion, who used the Shenji Ceremony to record the situation on the battlefield, spoke faster and faster. Then his old face turned red, and the sound of explaining to the outside continued to sound:

"The human race in this Immortal Island has a strong control over the battle. It seems to give the army of cultivators in Taixuan Land a chance to breathe, but it has a deeper meaning behind it. In fact, the battlefield is extremely important to open up and withdraw. In other words, the Great Xia of the Immortal Island may want all the high-level cultivators from the sect below to gather out to get the opportunity to catch them all in one go."

After this voice fell, the old man who had an extraordinary status in the Shenji Pavilion and was responsible for collecting the entire Beihai opportunity information seemed to have thought of something, his pupils shrank fiercely and he murmured:

"That's right. Since the human race of the Immortal Island can directly cut off the psychic lava river under the eyes of the Southern Heavenly King Xiliu, it will definitely be possible to stop it before the ten thousand golden snake magical powers approach the wall. But they did not do this. They wanted to retreat to advance and complete the killing. How could this be possible?"

After saying that, the old man from Shenji Pavilion shook his beard and stared at the countless monks of Taixuan Land above the city wall like a dark cloud. He rang out again with a slight trembling voice:

"It's too late, it's too late. The Southern Heavenly King Xiliu has a strong cultivation level, but it's still too young. However, what methods should the human race of this Immortal Island use to completely capture all the top combat powers and the entire Holy Court South Palace in one go, and I can't even guess me!"

As the words of the Master of Shenji Pavilion fell, the Shenji Ceremony, which was emitting a misty light in front of him, continued to turn pages violently. Once this ceremony began to turn pages, it means that another powerful magical power came to the void.

This magical power comes from Pengmu, the god of war Pengmu, and also comes from the Dharma Cultivation Army and the Daxia Dharma Cultivation Army!

After cutting off the river of spiritual communication with the sun with one spear and one shield, Peng Mu, who was surrounded by infinite scarlet fighting spirit, continued to disappear from the spot without any hesitation, holding the spear of the God of War, and bullied himself to the southern king Xiliu in front of him.

At the same time, on the city wall of the Fortress of Heaven and Earth, soldiers of the Daxia Dharma Cultivation Army, who were arranged in an array and merged into one place, together with the Taoist soul of the ancient taboo soldier behind them, raised their hands at the same time, and the power of magical powers that had already condensed to the limit in their bodies poured out.

The magical powers of the martial arts and cultivation army. The cold country is coming!

In the next breath, the extremely cold breath poured outward, rushing straight into the sky, and then turned into a rolling dark blue cold mist. In a blink of an eye, it occupied half of the sky, competing with the same vast aura of the sun and flames in front of it, directly dividing the battlefield of the Shura Realm.

The real world of ice and fire!

A few seconds later, countless cold mists enveloped, turning into the city wall of the Heaven and Earth Fortress of the ultimate cold country. One huge frost tentacle after another stretched out from the void, and directly grabbed the big sun golden snakes that were rushing in front of them at an extremely fast speed.

"Shit!"

The violent sound of ice and fire fighting and annihilation was heard directly from the outside, and it was accompanied by the roar of the Great Sun Golden Snake when it struggled violently.

"The tentacle thorn pierces seven inches!"

The clear and stable command sounded between the blue fog of the Han Kingdom. Then, countless sharp ice thorns rushed out directly from each ice tentacle. Then the rich ice law directly tore the solid scales on the surface of the Great Sun Golden Snake and pierced them hard.

Seven inches are the weakness of the snake. Even the golden snake wandering around the scorching sun is no exception. Therefore, after Seven inches are directly penetrated by the ice spike, the painful roar in the golden snake's mouth becomes louder and struggles violently in the void.

Then these smaller large sun golden snakes began to roll and counterattack violently, but they could not break free under the shackles of the huge ice tentacles. Then the ice tentacles suddenly exerted force, and the thin golden snakes, together with the golden snakes whose fangs were constantly cut off by Li Yi and Jiang Yue with their big swords, fell from the sky.

For a moment, the scorching sun and golden rain were flying all over the sky, and under the rolling heat, the situation that I thought was sure to win suddenly changed, causing various means to be used one by one, and the faces of the monks in Taixuan Land, who were already extremely close to the towering city walls, changed one after another.

But now they are as hard to turn back like a Lisheng arrow. They can only grit their teeth and lift their vitality to the extreme, and crash into the frozen country where the cold fog is flying.

"What a disgusting ice slag."

The extremely cold and overwhelming aura rolled in front of him, causing the Southern Heavenly King Xiliu to frown slightly. For her, born in the scorching sun, cold frost is undoubtedly one of Xiliu's least favorite auras.

After the murmur of disgust fell, the Southern Heavenly King Xiliu's left fist clenched tightly and directly punched the void in front of him.

The next moment, before the fist with pure golden flames in the west, a blood-colored war shield suddenly emerged from the depths of the void, and Peng Mu's burly body and the God of War Spear that pierced through the mysterious trajectory!

"boom!"

The loud noise caused by the collision between the fist and the war shield rushed straight into the sky, and then a wave of ripples of energy visible to the naked eye spread outward and swept across. The ripples passed through, and the void in the Shura Realm cracked inch like paper.

"I don't think about whether I can take my punch!"

After the whispering shouts containing the ultimate fighting spirit rolled out, on the southern king's left fist, a stream of dazzling golden lava began to condense and flow again. Under the vast power of the sun, the former's not burly fist was like a small sun compressed to the extreme.

It is worth mentioning that the Nan Tianwang of the Holy Court, who was originally strong, was extremely confident and believed that Peng Mu in front of him could not catch his big sun punch, so he directly used attack instead of defense, completely ignoring the sword of the war god who tore through the void, and hit Peng Mu's war shield with a fierce punch.

Supernatural powers. Big Sun Fist!

Ancient taboo magical powers. Protective armor shield!

The world's top-level magical powers, one offense and one defense, suddenly collided with each other on the battlefield. The infinite power they produced directly deprived almost everyone on the entire battlefield of hearing, vision, and spiritual consciousness.

For a moment, the entire mind was filled with endless golden light. All the monks even felt a real sun bursting suddenly in front of them.

Apart from the golden sunlight, the monks around could not hear any sound in their ears, as if the whole world was silent at this moment.

"This is what the legend tells about. The collision of ultimate magical powers can not only cause space distortion, but even time distortion!"

A horrifying voice came from the mouth of the monks in Taixuan Land above the sea. After nearly fifty breaths, countless eyes were staring at the void, and the dazzling light gradually weakened. Then two blurred figures continued to gradually appear in everyone's sight.
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