In the small world, the gods swallowed the holy fetus, and the twelve divine wings covered the sky and the sun.
The divine might that erupted in an instant, like a flood, directly shattered the small world.
In the starry sky, all the saints in the world were killed. However, before they got close to the body of the gods, they were flew out by this terrifying divine power.
In a shocking scene, the aura of the gods continued to rise, surpassing the holy realm and reaching the unknown realm.
Behind the god, the twelve wings of the gods were so huge, the terrifying divine might swayed round and round, causing the whole world to vibrate.
"Is this the power of the Holy Fetus?"
The god felt the divine might that was constantly pouring out of his body, his face showed satisfaction, his eyes swept over the saints in the world, raised his right hand, and said lightly, "Come, let God witness your despair."
"The Seven Laws of Yellow Springs."
In the hands of the landlord Xiaoyue, a silver thread appeared, wrapped around the Huangquan spear, the silver thread played, and Huangquan opened the way.
Shengwei erupted, the color of heaven and earth changed, and Huang Quan's magic spear broke through time and space and swept towards the gods ahead.
The move of the saint in the world is earth-shattering, but the eyes of the gods are indifferent.
Thunder, time and space, and divine flames merge, transcend the existence of the holy realm, and control the world.
One move, only to hear a loud bang, Huang Quan's gun shattered in response, and the landlord Xiaoyue froze, looking back at the shocked eyes of the saints in the world, a relieved smile appeared on his face.
"It's over to you!"
In the last words, accompanied by an earth-shattering explosion, the landlord of Xiaoyue blew himself up on the bridge, trying to injure the gods.
"Useless sacrifice!"
In the raging wind and waves, the god opened his mouth, waved his hand to disperse the surrounding wind and waves, looked at Mu Qianshang on the other side, and said lightly, "Next, you!"
When the words fell, the gods were all overwhelmed by thunder, ruling the avenues, and prostrate in all ways.
Named to kill, the saints in the world recovered from the shock, and joined forces to do something, trying to block the power of the gods.
I saw the thunder rushing past, and the saints in the world were shaken and flew out. In the end, Mu Qianshang blocked the thunder with his sword, but he heard a piercing sound of the sword smashing, followed by blood splashing all over his eyes, the swordsman died and died. Doomsday.
"Thousands of sorrows!"
Ning Chen was shocked and angry, phoenix fire rose all over his body, condensed his sword and condensed his energy, and slashed at the gods.
"Don't worry, it will be your turn later!"
The god turned his palms and blocked the might of the sword. Immediately, divine might exploded all over his body, sending Zhiming Zhen flying out.
The absolute strength gap, the gods who transcend the holy realm, are no longer unstoppable by humans.
During the battle, Fan Lingyue stared at the gods ahead with a deep expression like an abyss, and said nothing.
On the side, the female Chang held the magic essence in her palm, and the haunted magic power rose, and it was unusually powerful.
"One step ahead."
The female often opened her mouth and said goodbye.
"Go on."
Fan Lingyue responded and said.
The calm tone seems to be the most common farewell between friends, a farewell before life and death that cannot be heard at all.
Nu Chang burned blood and magic energy, and immediately turned into an amazing magic sun, which directly slammed into the gods.
In the battle situation, the gods felt it, condensed the power of the situation with both palms, and blocked the magic sun.
"boom!"
The magic sun shakes the divine power, and in the turbulent waves, the time and space flow rapidly, and the power of the magic sun is quickly removed.
One after another human saint died in battle, but the gods were unscathed, and the absolute power was beyond imagination.
In the sky, the female Chang died in battle, the demonic energy between heaven and earth returned, a figure in black clothes and white hair stood still, and the demonic energy around him continued to rise.
"Ziyi, I may not be able to walk with you anymore, take care."
Ahead, Luo Fei looked at the war in the world, said something softly, and then her figure flashed past, rushing towards the world.
In the human world, on the starry sky, blood and bones are scattered everywhere, and in the face of the gods that surpass everything, the resistance of human beings seems so powerless.
Even if it transcends life and death, reaches the holy realm, and is in the big world, how can it be truly immortal.
"Ghost."
It seems that the mother and son are connected, but seeing the ghostly aura filling the sky, he wakes up, looking at the gods ahead, his face is shocked.
"Jingle Bell."
At this time, in the distance, the silver bell rang, and three dragon corpses came with the immortal sedan chair. In the immortal sedan chair, the underworld Yan Jun walked out, and the powerful aura was different from before.
The moment Yan Jun appeared in the underworld, cracks appeared in the star space, and in each crack, millions of Yin soldiers walked out.
Hundreds of millions of Yin soldiers walked from different time and space to the final battle situation. In the hands of Yan Jun of the underworld, purple brilliance filled the air, and Emperor Yan manifested, and his power was even greater than before.
"kill!"
With a single order, hundreds of millions of Yin soldiers flew past, like moths to a flame, slamming into the gods ahead.
"The way of ghosts is just a small way."
The god raised his hand, the divine flame filled the air, and the terrifying divine fire burned the sky and boiled the sea, burning millions of Yin soldiers to ashes.
In front of Shenyan, Difu Yan Jun looked back, glanced at the plain-clothed man who had been waiting for endless years, and said with a smile, "Unexpectedly, I just met, and it's parting again, Immortal Venerable, the ghost girl takes a step first."
After finishing speaking, Yan Jun of the underworld was full of ghosts and swayed the flames of the gods.
"Sister, go with your sister."
Underworld Yan Jun opened his mouth and said softly.
"Um."
Mingming nodded, took a deep look at the man in plain clothes not far away, and said, "Guigui will be handed over to you."
The words fell, and the ghosts of the ghosts surged all over the body, and the two saints of the underworld joined forces, and the terrifying holy power surged, and vaguely, it was about to break through the unknown realm.
In the most tragic scene, the two saints of the underworld rushed into the divine flame, carrying the power of hundreds of millions of Yin soldiers, and slammed into the gods again.
There was a huge explosion, the sky fell and the ground collapsed. Countless big stars were destroyed by this terrifying explosion, and the star field collapsed, turning into nothingness.
"Sword sound, Feihong!"
The moment when the two saints swayed the gods with their lives, in the battle situation, the legend of Daxia moved, like a dragon, cutting the gods with swords.
"Swordsmanship, Taiyi!"
Ahead, Ning Chen suppressed the grief in his heart and pointed at the condensed sword, showing the extreme sword at the same time.
The two swords work together, and the kendo is boundless.
"Innocent!"
In the constantly oscillating ghost aura, the figure of the god appeared, his palms blocked the double swords, and the whole body vibrated violently.
Outside the battle, Fan Lingyue narrowed her eyes when she saw this scene.
boom!
After a stalemate for a moment, the divine might exploded again all over his body, shocking the two back.
"One sword bans martial arts, and there is no way in the world."
Taking three steps back, the sword in the king's hand turned, and the divine power was shaken away, and the figure swept forward again.
There was a sudden shock, the palm of the god blocked the king's sword, the king's left hand was empty, and the sand sword congealed and slashed at the god's heart.
"Extraordinary swordsman, this move, respect your sword!"
The god waved his hand, swayed away the king, the battle was separated, the god's palms turned over, and the whole world shook violently.
In the starry sky, two huge black vortexes appeared, and in the vortexes, the thunder was blazing, like beasts from another world.
"Prelude to the Sword, Chapter of the Earth!"
Divine power is coming, the king's double swords are transported in different ways, the sword on the sword, breaking the limit.
"Prelude to Immortal Sword, Chapter of Man!" Wang Jian played the immortal sound, the sound of the sword rushed into the sky, a completely different new realm, opened up the world of swordsmanship, and the sword light illuminated the doomsday world.