In the battle of Foshan, ten strokes are about to retreat from ten thousand demons.
Divine Soldiers appear in the world, with turbulent demons and world-shattering abilities, moving the wind and clouds, shaking the world.
Opposite the battle situation, the king in black clothes and Yama in red clothes condensed, and no longer hesitated, their silhouettes swept out, and they joined forces to show their ability to slay the gods.
Picking the stars and breaking the sky, the foundation of the world is surging and mighty, the frost takes the form, and the palms break the sky.
Just after the handover, the momentum is powerful, the handover is close at hand, and the palm of the hand shakes the sea.
Jun Wentian’s pace was turning, his three sharp points and two blades were like dragons and clouds, with a spear in his hand, he was invincible.
Ten moves confrontation, the palm of the hand shakes the magic weapon, the boundless war is raging, and the ridge and peaks are instantly destroyed.
"Nine Heavens Picking Stars, Bright Rains Floating"
Raising his hand to buckle the magic weapon, his palm vigorously moves the stars, the red-clothed Yama's figure is like a phantom, vertical, soaring, dodging, moving, sturdy palms, and thousands of divine powers roar.
Jun Wentian revolved the spear to greet the move, moved to the sky and turned into the void, the unparalleled martial arts, showing the posture of winning the world.
With a bang, the mad danger of doomsday emerges, the king is fearless, and the magic sword moves the world.
The two were besieged, the fierce palms and the magic sword were parallel, the frost swept through, the magic waves galloped, the world-shaking might, the ghosts were frightened, and they were as strong as the first guardian of the magic palace, and they could not gain the upper hand for a while.
"The strength of these two people is even more than expected."
Outside the battle situation, Yue Zhinu looked at the battle situation above Foshan with a solemn expression.
"The Holy Division did not forcefully stop this battle, so he must have to see how strong the two are." Bai Wangran said in a condensed voice.
"With so many terrifying powerhouses appearing out of thin air, is it true that the underworld has not been destroyed!" Yue Zhinu said solemnly.
Bai Wangran shook his head and said, "I don't know, this matter can only be left to the judge of the Holy Division. However, no matter whether these people are really from the underworld, their power is unquestionable."
"First, the ninth son of Momen, and now there is the underworld Yama. I thought that if the inheritance of Qilin Pavilion and Butian Pavilion were destroyed, the process of the magic palace's conquest of the world would be smoother, but I didn't expect to encounter even more trouble." The Weaver Girl said coldly.
"The ninth son of Momen?"
Bai Wangran looked at the woman standing barefoot in the sky, and said, "As long as she is here, the ninth son of Momen will not be afraid."
Nine days above, a magic butterfly in a blue dress stood still, with long bloody hair fluttering in the wind, and her icy eyes looked down, making people unable to see a trace of the warmth of the world. "Jiuyou Swallowing the Heavens Demon Sutra, the forbidden method, devours the origin of others and also swallows their spiritual memory together. My Demon Palace gave up ten true realms to exchange for such a trump card. How can we not let it go? She exerts the strongest effect" Yue Zhi Nu Dan
Indifferent.
"Unfortunately, this woman's will is too firm, otherwise, we will be able to get more information about the ninth son of Momen and the world." Bai Wangran said coldly. "I don't have the energy to take care of things in the world. This woman came to Tianwaitian through the broken place of the Hades barrier between the magic wheel sea and the East Immortal Realm in the world. According to her memory, this place is not suitable for the army to pass through. , and the crisis is fraught, in my
Before the overall situation of the Demon Palace's conquest of the world is settled, it is not easy to be distracted and move troops here. "The Moon Weaver Goddess said solemnly.
Bai Wangran nodded and said, "This matter is really urgent. After the overall situation will be settled, the Holy Division will take more memory from the Divine Consciousness of Flowers and Butterflies, and then decide whether to deploy troops in the world."
When the two were talking, Xie Tiance looked at the battle situation in the sky above the battle situation in Foshan. After a long time, he withdrew his gaze, looked at the woman in front of him, and said, "The girl's duty in the underworld should be in the Chujiang Palace, right?"
"What's the advice of the saint?"
Under the mask of evil, Luoshen looked at the person in charge of the magic palace in front of him and answered.
"I've always wondered, the ten halls of the underworld have been on an equal footing since ancient times and served together in the service of Lord Yan, why have you been subservient to the palace of King Yan Luo in this generation?" Xie Tiance said calmly.
"Is Shengsi trying to provoke?" Luoshen asked with a smile.
"Just curious." Xie Tiance replied.
"I don't have to worry about the matter of the underworld. On the contrary, there seems to be more trouble in the devil's palace. A guardian who doesn't obey orders is really detrimental to the majesty of the saint." Luoshen said softly.
"All the monarchs in the underworld, everyone is eloquent and admired by everyone." Xie Tiance said lightly.
"excessive reputation"
Luoshen smiled and said, "The Wisdom of the Magic Palace Saint, we have heard about it for a long time, and have never had the opportunity to experience it. Today, we have seen it!"
Xie Tiance heard the words, and there was an untraceable coldness in the depths of his eyes. Today's game is half a piece of chess, but it is worth it to be able to attract these people.
Many people are watching, and the battle is shouting. Above Foshan, the battle at the top of the underworld and the magic palace is becoming more and more white-hot.
The first guardian of the magic palace, when he was at the top of the world, he started with three sharp points and two blades, but before entering the fourth realm, his strength is indeed approaching infinitely, and he is not inferior to the unicorn ancestors of the day.
At the peak of blood energy, his combat power is doubled, and the blessings of divine soldiers make him even more domineering.
The gods were handed over, the mountains were broken and the peaks were broken. Foshan, which had experienced consecutive battles, was finally unable to bear the aftermath of the three-person battle. It was divided into two from the middle, and the rocks were flying and falling like rain.
"Where's your sword? Why not!"
After the battle reached a hundred moves, the beacon fire was raging in the sky, Jun Wentian waved his spear to retreat the king, looked at Yama in red, and said.
"Two-to-one, you have already taken advantage of Your Excellency, and then you can't do it with a sword."
The red-clothed Yama said a word, the figure entered again, the palm essence gathered, the imperial qi was the whip, and the thousand blades came out staggered.
Jun Wentian stepped on his steps, his figure swept away, avoiding the cold lights, and immediately the spear broke through the air and turned back.
The spear light was close, and the crisis struck. In an instant, the figure of Xuanyi passed by, the magic sword swept across the sky, and the magic energy was overwhelming.
There was a sudden merging, the magic waves rolled, and the king took a half step back, the corners of his mouth blushing.
Two-on-one, the two kings of the underworld were the first to be injured, and the situation is now in danger.
The red-clothed Yama turned his palms and shook the remaining energy in front of the king, and his eyes became cold.
"Sorry, I take back what I said earlier!"
With a single step of concentration, the red-clothed Yama held his right hand, and suddenly, the stars in the sky fell down, and in the earth-shattering vision, a bloody divine sword manifested in the world, the soul of the stars was born, and the wind and clouds in all directions gathered.
"A glimpse of the residual wind!"
With a sword movement, his body is like a shadow, his red clothes flashed past, and the barren city's unique skills reappeared in the world after a hundred years.
The sword that is fast to the extreme, simple and sharp, the sword returns to the beginning, and the eyes are fascinated.
Jun Wentian's expression froze, he swung his spear to block his sword, and with a thud, he shook the person in front of him back.
One way to explore the enemy, the red-clothed Yama stepped forward, took advantage of the situation to enter the air, the sword turned to the extreme, the swords returned to their ancestors, and the sword lights gathered behind them to form a pair of huge sword wings, which shocked people.
The next moment, the sword wings vibrated, and thousands of sword lights burst out of the sky, cutting through the night and descending into the world.
"It's her move!" Outside the battle, Luo Fei, Mu Qianshang and the others watched this scene, and their eyes flashed with brilliance. Although it had been a hundred years, he still did not forget her.