Just this time, the second-hearted Buddhist son blocked Qinglian's last chance. The two saints confronted each other head-on, and the three sons of Taiqing used the Netherworld Shura Flag to block the void. Qinglian can be said to be in a desperate situation., ◎co●
"Qinglian is already at the end of her strength. You all take action together and kill him!"
The second-hearted Buddha son smiled and had a kind of Zen flavor of compassion, but when he started, he was a cruel scene. The continuous holy light of the Seiu Continuously sucked and spewed, covering the green lotus like a delicate and delicate sky net.
At this time, the ruler of the Pluto in Qinglian's hand became heavier and heavier. Although this holy soldier was powerful, it consumed a lot of magic power when used. Qinglian felt that his body became more and more solid. The sacred light wrapped around in strands. Although it could seal his physical soul magic power in one go, it would take a lot of energy to break through a sacred light.
As soon as the second heart Buddha son finished speaking, other true immortal overlords took action!
The little sword saint's long sword was spread across the sky, like a long river of Taibai. The sharp sword energy was dense and sharp, and every move contained the mystery of swordsmanship. The sequential sword intent enveloped Qinglian, giving him greater pressure.
Meng Wanli roared and produced a catalog of billions of mountains and rivers. The phantoms of the vast mountains and rivers were like a world suppressing it, crushing the weight of billions of pounds!
The three sons of Taiqing joined forces to use the gate of Xuanpin. The Dao light was filled with mist, sealed, swallowed, twisted, crushed, and crushed. All kinds of forces were intertwined and should not be underestimated.
The true immortal of Dayi was surrounded by a vast divine aura. He held a spring and autumn iron pen in his hand, and stroked it one by one, just like the desolate river of history. The moral divine light that educated sacred education had four seasons, the cycle of sun and moon, the creation of heavens and other phenomena. The magical powers of the Confucian sect were used in his hands, which were earth-shaking and powerful.
Although these true immortal overlords do not have holy soldiers in their hands, their magical powers cannot be underestimated, which forced Qinglian to use the Pluto ruler to deal with the siege of everyone.
In addition, the second-hearted Buddhist son controls the God Book and swallows the Gods' Holy Light, which makes it even worse!
As time passed by little by little, Qinglian's face became paler and a phantom of a green lotus appeared around him. He was almost reaching his limit.
Just as the battles were repeated here, the holy soldiers fought fiercely, the void was shattered, and the earth collapsed, Wang Qian was killing an iron-armored wild beast. The wild beast was as bloody as the sea, with boundless power, like a barbarian bull, head like a crane head, three golden horns soaring into the sky, blood-red eyes, and the void was trembling as it breathed and vomited.
Wang Qian saw at a glance that the blood and energy essence of this wild beast was unprecedented. His eyes were shiny, and he did not hesitate and took out the Yuantu Holy Sword. The holy soldier was eye-catching and was much more sharp than his Zhuxian sword energy.
He shouted angrily and slashed out with a sword. The sword energy was shining thousands of miles away, and the blood was gone. The Yuantu Sheng Sword was eye-catching. When he slashed with one sword, the wild beast howled shrillly, and half of his body was surging. It was actually cut off by the Yuantu Sheng Sword with one sword.
Wang Qian exclaimed secretly that the holy soldier was so powerful that he could see the power of the wild beast in front of him. His body was as strong as the divine iron king, but he could not withstand the killing of Yuan Tu's sword. It can be seen how terrible the power of the holy soldier was.
The Chaos Bell rang slightly, and wisps of chaotic light rushed, and the essence, blood and vitality of the wild beast were absorbed. The tough blood bones and scales were melted into the Chaos Bell, constantly increasing its power. Wang Qian walked along the way, sweeping everything and killing thousands of wild beasts, each of which was equivalent to a peak true immortal. If you sacrifice this blood, you can't do it without increasing your power.
The next moment, a blue figure held a blood-red holy sword in his hand, traveling through the void, and came here without saying a word. The holy sword in his hand was slashed one after another, and hundreds of terrible sword lights slashed directly on the list of the Gods. The holy light of the holy soldiers was stormed, and the continuous holy light of the Gods was destroyed in an instant! "Wang Gan!" "It's Wang Gan, how could he suddenly appear here!" The third son of Taiqing, Erxin Buddha Zi and others were shocked. Everything came too suddenly. Seeing that Qinglian was about to be suppressed by them, the holy soldier of the Phantom Ruler was about to be obtained, but Wang Gan suddenly came out to disrupt the situation. How could this not make everyone angry!