But she was smiling, very brightly.
"too late!"
yes.
too late.
If Jiang Jing could show up this desperate courage early, then she might be gone the first time she stepped into the palace.
It's a wonderful feeling.
"I actually beat the others in courage?"
If it were three years ago, she might have slipped out of sight long ago.
So say it.
There is always something on the minds of people.
That is the source of power!
"Shooting Moon Sword Art!"
A cold voice came out of Bai Lian's mouth.
then.
The moon is now, the sword is falling.
Spiritual power surged, and the sea of ice surged.
The violent wind instantly enveloped both her and Jiang Jing.
It's a battle of red and white.
At the beginning, Jiang Jing and Bai Lian were separated.
But Bai Lian was not worried at all.
For this sword, she accumulated nearly 100 breaths of strength, and although Jiang Jing burned his soul, he didn't have time to turn it into power.
Just as Bai Lian thought.
After the stalemate for two breaths of time, Frost Snow blew the red cloud, and the endless sword energy flew towards Jiang Jing's chest.
"ended."
Bai Lian said slowly.
The innocent sword in her hand automatically sank between her chest.
Her raised hands fell slowly to her sides.
A relieved smile appeared on her face.
But at this moment, Jiang Jing's feet suddenly softened, and the moment he fell down, an ugly green face came into Bai Lian's eyes.
"… "
"!!!"
Bai Lian was stunned, her eyes gradually widened.
What is this
The change came so suddenly that she didn't have any time to think.
hum—
all of a sudden.
The ugly face opened its mouth and roared silently.
Under the shock of the invisible wave, the realm of the Lord of the Past collapsed in an instant.
The sea of ice disappeared, the husbands retreated, and even the galaxy dispersed.
All the special effects disappeared at this moment, Bai Lian staggered and sat on the ground.
Her face was pale, different from the vivid ice white before, now it is gray-white without the slightest blood.
And this is just the beginning.
The altar, the support column of the palace, the dome of the palace, the rock formation, the dark river, the bronze valley, and the Begonia Spring Garden shattered along with the domain of the master of the past...
"This is how the same thing?"
The nun who had just crossed the gate of the palace stopped.
At this moment, the gate of the palace, which she had tried her best to be unable to shake, actually had a fine crack.
The ground shook, and pieces kept falling from the top of the head.
One of them was about to hit the ghost walking in front.
"Flick away!"
The nun shouted hastily.
Fortunately, the ghost that turned into a flame was much more flexible than she imagined.
He was like a flying fire butterfly, swaying left and right, and finally no debris could touch his clothes.
The nun opened her mouth slightly.
"How did he do that?"
The ghost's eyes are invisible, and his spirit can't perceive the surroundings after burning. Could it be that he has other "eyes"
The nun hurriedly chased after him.
This time she didn't go very far.
At a distance of five hundred meters from the altar, she and the ghost stopped at the same time.
"That is… "
The nun raised her head.
She saw Bai Lian sitting on a boulder floating in the air.
But soon her attention was caught by the wonders of the entrance to the Nether Road.
A strange green light formed an obscure symbol, and in the center of the symbol was the unconscious Pluto Palace Lord.
In front of that, Jiang Jing, who was originally invincible, was bound by countless black chains and couldn't move.
A group of black shadows hidden deep in the miserable green light, making people unable to see their true appearance, raised their giant claws and slowly stabbed the back of Jiang Jing's head.
"Ah ↑↑↑"
A shrill scream pierced through the palace.
Immediately afterwards, a terrifying aura that seemed to come from a long time ago filled the air.
Even the female cultivator who had cultivated in the Immortal Realm was crushed to the ground.
"What the hell is this?"
The female cultivator's body kept shaking, and she couldn't use any strength now.
She only saw the black mist emanating from the Nether Road, and Jiang Jing's body began to expand in the twist, doubling, doubling, and not stopping until hundreds of times.
In a trance, the female cultivator seemed to see the three thousand realms emerging. They were constantly revolving around Jiang Jing, accompanied by countless gods and demons, either kneeling to sing, or prostrating against the ground, setting off Jiang Jing as if he had mastered all the causes and effects of life and death in the world. Supreme God!
"Is this a Heavenly Venerate?"
The nun gritted her teeth.
Tianzun conquers the world, and at the click of a finger, he can reverse the long river of time and annihilate thousands of worlds.
They are taboo.
They are legends.
They are the supreme lords second only to the immortals of the other side who have integrated the blank rules.
The potential pressures the heavens, and the power covers all directions!
If a Heavenly Venerate really descends here, there will be nothing to stop him!
The question is, why are there so many reincarnated powers in this world where Eastern Shenzhou is located
While the female cultivator was thinking, a reckless voice came from the distorted Jiang Jing's body.
The sound seemed to span the ages.
"When I return from the underworld, I will go up the river and kill all heretics!"
The nun was almost scared to pee.
Can't fight.
This is a formidable opponent that cannot be contested.
She shouldn't have come back to this palace with a fever, now she's dead.
Then her eyes fell on the ghost again.