The battle situation is crazy.

A holy land, in danger.

Many Qianyuan forces were waiting and fighting.

"The Nanhua Sect is so terrifying that it has risen for decades and is comparable to a holy land."

"But the lean camels are bigger than horses, and they also have imperial weapons."

"But I heard that Qin Li is still alive, just the Holy Emperor of Heaven."

There was a lot of discussion and the battle was fierce.

"Those who surrender will not be killed!"

Bai Ruyun and Zhao Tianyu came out.

They are slightly weak, but they are also at the sixth level of Dharma.

With the help of the two swords of the withered and prosperous, we passed by, leaving two green rainbows.

They don’t fight either, they just spread news and disrupt the morale of the military in the Holy Land of All Things.

"Those who surrender will be killed without mercy!"

"If you kill Nanhua monks, you will be rewarded with great rewards!"

Elder Wanxiang roared angrily, trying to siege Zhao Tianyu and Bai Ruyun.

Most of them have Dharma images, but there are also many kings, all ancient monks, with strong combat power and should not be underestimated.

"Is this the mainstay of the Holy Land of All Things? It seems to be average." Mo Yao killed him, wearing a black gauze dress, like the goddess of night, walking in the heart of the Holy Land of All Things, but was not discovered.

She survived three tribulations in a row and became the King of Night. All of them were excellent in Grandma Ye’s teachings. In addition to the full cultivation of the Demon Lord, she also merged her three sand gourds into a holy embryo.

"Xuan Black Gourd!"

Mo Yao sacrificed a big gourd.

Suddenly, darkness filled the sky.

Even if the king of tribulation falls into it, he will be at a loss.

"Great Dark Art!" Ye Huanling turned into a phoenix and swept through the sky.

In this environment, she was like a fish in water. She cooperated with Mo Yao and reaped the Elder of All Things and killed silently.

besides.

All the elite disciples of Nanhua were produced.

After decades of training, they can also go to the battlefield.

If you look closely, Ye Qingcang, Bei Mingyu, Bei Ming Xichen, and the original major peak masters of the Natural Taoist Sect are all in the battle situation.

In this battle, old friends of the Natural Dao Sect sent troops to help.

"Escape!"

"They are too strong!"

"Go to the treasure house of Vientiane to take refuge."

Most of the disciples of Wanxiang are like frightened birds.

Luo Baihua is also among them, and I don’t understand why the sky suddenly changed.

It was obvious that they were still a prominent holy land not long ago, but now they are retreating step by step.

In any case, you must go to the treasure house, which is the strongest fortress, which usually protects treasures and protects disciples at critical moments.

“This road is not open!”

A little girl stood in front of her.

She has nine tails, like porcelain dolls.

Seeing Shanshan cute, she was actually a great demon of Dharma appearance.

"Kill the monsters raised by Nanhua Sect for me!" All the disciples showed their magical powers.

Xiaobai was indifferent, but hundreds of jade mantis emerged from the furry fox tail, with his sickle sharp and as fast as lightning.

After decades of cultivation, the Baccarat Mantis King has crossed with a variety of divine Gu, and many descendants have been born. After layer by layer, a cloud of killing insects has been formed.

Ordinary kings fall into it and are about to die, and these disciples of all things are even worse.

Fortunately, Xiaobai did not kill innocent people indiscriminately, but just blocked the treasure house of everything.

"It's so scary!"

Luo Baihua was so scared that she lost her appearance.

He hurriedly fled away, avoided Xiaobai, and ran for thousands of miles.

Seeing this, the Holy Lord of All Things was heartbroken: "Why didn't the ancestor help the war?"

boom!!!

A terrifying explosion came from afar.

The Holy Power Emperor is intertwined, and the wave of destruction is tide.

That is the decisive battle, which is related to the fate of all things.

"Suburn the Wheel of the Vientiane! It is impossible for you to win."

Jianxiong was born in nowhere. He is now at the first level of the Saint, and has obtained a great opportunity in the world of sword cultivation, and has obtained the inheritance of the Sword Emperor, which is fierce and powerful.

"How can a group of juniors bully all things!" The Tianxiang Tianhe crazily devoured various spiritual veins, poured out the power of the emperor, turned into a series of light wheels, cutting the world, tearing the universe, and breaking the small world.

"This is your retribution." The Demon King held a Holy Demon Black Blade and used the magical power of Wanjie to calculate the power of restraint. Therefore, the Holy King's second level can achieve extraordinary results.

"Two saints cannot destroy everything."

The All-Eleven Heaven Wheel is becoming more and more fierce, and it is about to recover the Holy King's combat power and kill the Demon Lord.

"No, they are three saints!" The Master floated out. His dream escape method was too strange. He walked around the back of the Tianwheel without knowing it, waved the sky ruler and hit it with a loud blow.

clang!

A golden sound.

It's like ten thousand bronze bells ringing together.

The Vientiane Wheel was hit and was hindered.

Jianxiong and the Demon King took the opportunity to suppress the imperial weapon.

"Looking for death!" The Wanxiang Tianhuang reached its extreme anger and burned itself.

If you really have to fight to the death, the imperial weapon will be at all costs, and it will be impossible to stop it with just a few saints, unless the saint king takes action.

"not good!"

Everyone was shocked.

The power of the Vientiane Wheel is ten times higher.

Master, Demon Lord, Jian Xiong hurriedly retreated.

"Don't face the enemy head-on. As long as you use up your spiritual veins, your imperial weapon will be a waste."

The All-Eleven Heaven Wheel is like a storm of sunshine, with infinite brilliance: "Before I exhausted my spiritual veins, I was enough to slaughter all the Nanhua Sect."

call out!

Flywheel cut off.

Spreading thousands of miles of time and space.

I want to cut off the bronze island.

"What!" Xia Yufei was terrified.

She commanded the whole situation but did not expect to be attacked.

With such a blow, the saints will die, let alone the Dharma image.

Critical moments.

clang!

One door fell.

Azuma, shiny fairy light.

Like a shield, it protects the island.

Even the Vientiane Wheel cannot split the tide gate with all its strength.

"It's okay!"

Qin Li floated up.
To be continued...