Ming Ye arrived in time, causing the situation to return to the original point. Although Zhang Xiaotian was a little disappointed, he was still within the scope of acceptance, but his killing intent was even worse.
And above Zhang Xiaotian’s all directions, for a time, there was a brilliant glow, two huge palm prints, like mercury-like luster, with a terrible sense of strength, the size of a house, flowing surging aura, directly hitting on both sides, smashed together. Xiang Zhang Xiaotian. That kind of power can definitely level a mountain.
Everything where the palm prints pass becomes a vacuum belt, which takes a long time to recover, but the surrounding sky is dim and the universe trembles.
It's not over yet, his hands are like rainbows, like a red-eyed magic wolf, frantically hitting the palm prints of the star rain, dazzling the sky, each handprint, like a rain of stars, dense in the sky, like waves.
"Kill!" He shouted suddenly, the whole breath violently, like a devil extinguishing the world, the sound of that kind of aura vibrated the sky, the mighty layers rose, and the murderous intent rolled, like the monstrous waves hitting Zhang Xiaotian.
Such a mighty power really swallows the mountains and rivers with anger, and has an overwhelming advantage. It also shows that the other party is well prepared, and there is a feeling of endless killing.
For the cultivation base of the ordinary spirit-inducing realm, I am afraid that even the courage to confront it will be lacking. If it is to meet it, it is simply a lore, even if it is the cultivation base of the spirit-transmitting realm, it must be treated with caution.
And what about Zhang Xiaotian
At this moment, the wind was raging, and Zhang Xiaotian's clothes were "rusty...", faintly, his skin was full of tingling sensations. This was a dangerous feeling and a bad signal.
But it is obviously impossible to tell him to give up the confrontation. In fact, even if he knows that he is dead, he has to confront boldly. This is not ignorance, but a fearless fighting intent to face the same level of fighting intent.
Even if he died with all the blood of the battle, he still does not regret it, because a man should be born like this, unyielding, and his heart is like a rock, and he will move forward courageously.
This scene fell into the eyes of some people in Hao Haizong, and immediately caused a bleak exclamation.
"Zhang Xiaotian, run away!" The sword shouted with pale cheeks, worried about the stars, extremely strenuously.
And the dragon dance on the side, facing the blocking cultivator of the Spirit Realm, immediately, the spiritual power fluctuates for several levels, and the spiritual power bursts like a torrent, releasing a powerful attack.
For a time, they severely suppressed one or two opponents. In an instant, the spiritual balance tilted. However, it was difficult to put out a nearby fire from distant waters.
As for the other people, they were still in the big formation for a while, and without the effort of a cup of tea, or the use of superb methods, it would be difficult to break through the formation in a short time.
For the first time, he was urging the Thunder Light Immortal Body, the Thunder Mang tempered the physique, dazzling the eyes, the thunder armor was added to the body, like a crowned Thunder Emperor.
Zhang Xiaotian kicked the ground, and his vigorous vigor extended from his heels, smoke and dust soared, cracks spread in all directions.
That kind of temperament, like the god of war in the destruction of the world, I am the only life in the destruction, but also like a lone warrior, abandoned by others, but should be robbed.
His eyes are like golden lanterns, the azure is flooded, his momentum rises sharply, the whole person is violent like a dragon, and he is not afraid of going to the sky.
"Ten blows to crack!" In Zhang Xiaotian's dantian, the spiritual power was like a pool of water, and the storm rose suddenly, surging and growing stronger.
After the tenth blow, it was as unfathomable as a vast ocean, and it turned into a raging wave, which required one blow to vent.
"The sword power of the setting sun dyes the emperor's heaven!" Zhang Xiaotian looked solemn. The sword light was originally panicked and its brilliance surpassed the sky light, but now it is getting weaker and weaker, like the afterglow in the wind, lingering.
It gives people the feeling that when facing the enemy's strength and our weakness, the sword is crippled, seems to be damaged, and is destined to fall into a disadvantage.
As I stared for a long time, and gradually, I found suspiciousness, where there seemed to be a sword intent that would not yield, and it was like a dirty world, I was alone. It seems that you can smell the dangerous fangs hidden under the abyss, always ready to give you an unpreventable blow.
The orange bleak light is a bit weak, like a river in the sun, the light is getting weaker and weaker, as if it really is like a light swaying in the wind.
In this way, the two actually hit each other, and in the blink of an eye, Zhang Xiaotian was overwhelmed by the billowing light from the big palm prints on the two hills.
"I came here aggressively. It turned out to be a silver gun and vinegar head. I still wished to turn the tide. This is the funniest joke I have ever seen, hahaha..." Zhao Pu on the side looked contemptuous and couldn't help mocking. He laughed wildly, the laughter was harsh and ironic.
"Puff!" There was a sound like a rock crashing into an empty valley.
There was a thud in his heart, and his mind seemed to have undergone earth-shaking changes.
I saw that Zhao Pu's rather delicate face, with some elegant style, was full of surprise at this moment, unbelievable, eyes as deep as stars, earning round, mouth wide open, and he couldn't believe what he saw before him. Scene.
Vaguely, beyond everyone's expectation, Zhang Xiaotian had already been submerged by the opponent's spiritual wave, nine out of ten, he was immortal and disabled.
But I didn't expect that in the turbulent flow of white flowers, a ray of light appeared and disappeared from time to time, like an immortal picture, and refused to give up.
"Crotch!" The sound of the impact of gold and iron resounded throughout the world. People who saw this scene began to wake up from ignorance, then shocked, then curious and puzzled, how Zhang Xiaotian did it.
"Kill!" Zhang Xiaotian roared and walked with a sword.
I saw that he was invincible and didn't have as much spiritual power as the other party, but with martial skills, he just broke through heavy palm power.
"Thunder sweeps poison!" In an instant, the thunderbolt hovered around the sword, and the sword became stronger and stronger.
This scene also shocked Ming Ye. Before he could think about the situation, he hurriedly took out an iron gun to meet the enemy.
Between the two, there was a sudden burst of light, aura flashing, the roar of thunder, the metal trembling, endless like a thread, and the remnant sound curled up.
As soon as Zhang Xiaotian gritted his teeth, his eyes were a little red, with determination and madness. His body flashed with thunder, and the clothes on his upper body were directly shattered.
He suddenly increased his strength, the power in the iron sword surged, and a huge force like wild beasts raged, all attacking Mingye, it is conceivable that the pressure of the other party is unbearable for ordinary people.
For the first time, Ming Ye had palm cramps, even if he changed his hands to fight together, he was a little trembling.
Finally, after Zhang Xiaotian burst into endless light, a powerful force swept away from here.
Suddenly, the skin of Ming Ye's palm broke, and the blood was flowing like an infusion. The blood on the tiger's mouth was even more surging like a spring. Ming Ye couldn't stand it, rubbing his feet and hurried back.
All this happened in a short breath. Although Zhang Xiaotian was not like Ming Ye, he was still weak in spiritual power.
Before Zhang Xiaotian was allowed to slow down, the danger was reappearing. In all directions, lightning appeared like lightning. Many aura flying dragons, each of them violent, not afraid of death, each of them seemed to be able to smash stone tablets. , The power and power gathered by each pile of giant dragons of aura like a mountain is indescribable,
Zhang Xiaotian is a mere pal, it is difficult to survive, even if he himself is not completely sure, but if he gives up, he will not be able to go today.
"Thunder light shock wave!" Zhang Xiaotian was like a balloon, trying to expand rapidly in a short period of time, and then exhaled his energy from the catharsis.