"Then don't blame us."

The third son of Taiqing sneered and took action. The Shura flag covered the sun, and the murderous aura was stirring up. The surrounding void was rippling, and there were destruction storms everywhere. It was vaguely seen where the Shura flag passed, a blood-red world, and countless scenes of war and fighting flashed away.

The flag swept across and shocked the earth. The power of the holy soldiers was only a trace of shocking. The terrible aura was destroyed everywhere. Many true immortals who were evasived one step slowed down were turned into a ball of blood on the spot, and their bodies and souls were destroyed, extremely tragic.

The attack of the third son of Taiqing was vast. Even Meng Wanli's face changed and he complained in his heart. Although his strength was powerful, he was already a half-step golden immortal, he did not have much advantage compared to other true immortal overlords. Everyone's combat power was similar, which made him very frustrated. However, there was no way. These true immortal overlords were all the prides of the major sects of the Immortal Realm. The sects supported them too much. All kinds of magical powers and magic resources were very sufficient, but he couldn't do it. Yuxu Immortal Court itself is a hodgepod, composed of thousands of powerful families. Although the Meng family where he is is extraordinary, it is a gap with the giant sect in the Immortal Realm. Therefore, his cultivation level is one level higher, but his combat power is similar to others. Now he is very uncomfortable when he sees the power of Taiqing holding holy soldiers, cleaning the universe and sweeping the sun and the moon.

Meng Wanli was really not sure about seizing the holy soldiers. Now there is only one masterless holy soldiers left. Seeing the power of these holy soldiers, he really has no competitive advantage.

With his body shaking, Meng Wanli stepped back a little bit, and he didn't want to join the confrontation at the holy warrior level for the time being. He could only endure it secretly and wait for the opportunity.

The Shura Banner was filled with evil spirits and swept across the ground in an instant. The void around the Qinglian was dark, and the vast evil spirits were surging, and it was about to wipe him out here.

Qinglian's eyes were sharp, and the ruler of the Hades in her hand emitted a faint light. Facing the attack and killing of the third son of Taiqing, the ruler in his hand flipped and slashed hard, like a big axe, destroying the chaos, with infinite energy and terrifying terrifying. A tall Hades could be seen vaguely, with dark energy surrounds her body, her eyes were astonishing, and her dead light was swallowed and silenced.

This blow seemed to have died coming to the world, and the king of Pluto was reaping all living beings. The sharp ruler light was like a river rolling back, and a dark dark light and the Shura flag collided fiercely.

With such a shocking blow, there were billions of lightnings shining, and the void thorns began to break, like broken glass, the aura of swelling was swelling, and various vortex tides fluctuated continuously, making it difficult to calm down for a long time.

With one blow, both sides kept retreating, emitting divine lights to cover their bodies, so as not to be injured by the terrifying divine light of the turbulent flow. After the boiling void was calmed down, everything appeared. The third son of Taiqing looked gloomy and the Shura flag was rushing. Qinglian's face was paler not far away, but his eyes were brighter. Obviously, the two sides were almost equal in this confrontation.

"Damn it, the attack of the Pluto ruler is much stronger than that of the Shura Banner!"

The three sons of Taiqing looked at each other and cursed in their hearts. Although they had expected it, the current situation still made them very unhappy. The Shura Banner is a holy soldier, but it is more defensive than attacks. The ruler of the Pluto in Qinglian's hand is purely an attack and killing weapon. When they fight against each other, no one can gain any advantage.

"Haha, three Taoist brothers, it seems that you can't do anything to me anymore. This ruler of the Pluto should be my gain!"

Qinglian laughed loudly, and it was very refreshing. Having holy soldiers and not having holy soldiers were two different consequences. If he had not initially refined the Pluto ruler at the last moment, it would have been a terrible under the attack of the Shura flag of the third son of Taiqing. But now, he was in his hand, with a strong aura and fearlessness!

Swish, a light flashed, and Wang Gan had already appeared in the sky.

"Brother Qinglian, congratulations, the ruler of the Hades is in hand, and this trip is not vain."

Wang Gan smiled and congratulated him repeatedly.

"Haha, isn't it the same for Brother Wang?"

Qinglian is in a good mood now and greets Wang Gan as if no one is around, completely putting the Sanzi and others in Taiqing aside.

"Wang Gan, are you going to snatch the Pluto ruler?"

The third son of Taiqing and Meng Wanli looked bad, thinking that Wang Gan was also coming to seize the holy soldiers.

"Hehe, if this ruler of the Pluto is in your hands, then I will snatch it without saying a word, but if it falls into Brother Qinglian's hands, I will naturally not snatch it. Taiqing's third son, Meng Wanli, you guys are still not willing to give up. Do you want to continue to take action? Then let Brother Qinglian and I come to learn about your magical powers."

Wang Gan was full of momentum, and the black and red sword energy of the Yuantu Shengshou Sword in his hand began to suck and spit, as if he was about to fight at any time.

Qinglian's eyes lit up, and her heart was very moved. If he and Wang Gan joined forces, they might have done something. Although the three sons of Taiqing had Shura Banner in hand, he and Wang Gan joined forces. The two had three holy soldiers, three against one. As long as their magic power could keep up, they would have a chance of winning!

The third son of Taiqing watched Wang Gan and Qing Lian's aura rise faintly and was about to attack. He was shocked. He knew that things were not done, so he snorted angrily, turned into a ray of light and disappeared into the distance. Meng Wanli left in great aggrievedly. He had no holy soldiers, and he was not a match for either Wang Gan and Qing Lian, and he would not join forces. When would he not leave at this time?

In the blink of an eye, many true immortals around Wang Gan and Qinglian ran away. The four true immortal overlords left. The remaining thousands of true immortals were not confident that they could get benefits from Wang Gan and Qingliang. Both of them had the strength of the true immortal overlords, and they each had holy soldiers in their hands. Such strength was not a joke. Although they were crowded with people, once they fought, they still didn't know how many people died. The risk was too great. These true immortals were all extremely smart. Although they were greedy, they did not completely lose their minds.

Not far away, the last holy soldier on the other side was still being fought for by everyone. From a distance, there was a boiling light of immortals, and there were torrents of Taoist magic and magical powers everywhere, and various magic weapons were storms. The void was in chaos, and there was no clear view of anything. There were endless fierce battles, and from time to time, screams were heard. They were the true immortals falling, and the strong evil aura became even more terrifying. There were countless blood-red evil clouds appearing almost in this void.

Countless resentment, regret, greed, ruthless, sinister and other thought fragments are everywhere. These are the traces left by the fallen true immortals. This place has become a land of immortals.

His brows frowned. At this time, even Wang Gan dared not join the battlefield in the distance. It was too dangerous. Thousands of true immortals attacked and killed each other in order to compete for the last holy soldier. Such a scene was bloody and tragic. Even if he had holy soldiers in his hands, he would dare to be intact in the endless torrent of magical powers, immortal magic and weapons.

"What do you think about Brother Wang? Should you fight for the last holy soldier?"

Qinglian's face began to improve, and his injuries improved in just a moment. He exuded a breath of vitality. It can be seen that his methods were so wonderful that even Wang Gan had to exclaim.

"Hehe, this chaotic scene has completely become a mess. It is not easy to get the chestnut from the fire. Today I have gained a lot of benefits and don't want to get involved anymore. I didn't expect that the true immortals of various sects are so persistent about this holy soldier, regardless of life and death, gains and losses, and are completely desperate. I'll just watch quietly!"

Wang Gan smiled bitterly. He originally wanted to seize another holy soldier, but the current situation was really not sure, so he didn't want to spend more energy. If he was injured, it would be more costly.

"Brother Wang can see it openly, but it's no wonder, holy soldiers, I haven't heard of them in the fairy world. Even if there are some semi-holy soldiers in the hands of some old antiques, they are much worse than holy soldiers here. With such a precious opportunity and fortune, no wonder everyone is fighting desperately."

Qinglian's eyes were vague, and she rubbed the ruler of the Hades in her hand, and her emotions were complicated.

Neither of them wanted to do anything, but stood in the void and watched the development of things quietly.

Not far away, a vast book of divine light kept moving through the void, and a large number of true immortals were fighting for it. Every moment, people came into contact with this holy soldier, but they had no chance to refine it, and they were instantly blown up.

Many true immortal overlords were completely anxious and completely burst out with power, without any intention of keeping their hands. Even the monks of the same sect didn't care about it, and as long as the persons who were blocking them would be killed.

The sword spirit was terrifying all over the sword, and the vast sword energy was like a sea. The thin sword pierced thousands of times in a snap of its finger. Strands of dazzling sword lights were surging, and waves of voids were rippling. Wherever it passed, blood and bones flew, and one true immortal was directly killed, staining the void with blood.

The two Buddha sons in the second heart took action at the same time. The Buddha's light was fierce and the magic light was vast. With the joint efforts, countless swastikas and Buddha talismans covered the sun and killed one true immortal.

Cangming was like a peerless demon. A dark demon river flowed behind him. Wherever he passed, a true immortal fell into the river of the demon path, and was directly swallowed up by the essence and melted the soul of the body, adding to his might.

The true immortal Dayi sucked and sucked the great divine light in his eyes, and wrote down a large pen in his hand, constantly writing killing characters one by one, with dazzling sharpness and killing everything. No matter the physical soul, under his pen tip, they collapsed and shattered.

Meng Wanli also made great efforts in it, with countless mountains and rivers. At every moment, a large number of true immortals were covered by his mountain and river catalog, and then they died.

However, the three sons of Taiqing, like Wang Gan and others, were also quietly watching the battle. They had already gained benefits. Seeing that the competition was getting more and more fierce, they did not want to intervene casually, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable.

Thousands of true immortals are falling, with roars, screams, despair, roars, and endless killings finally turned this place into a real place of immortals.

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