The voice of the feather god god was like a mountain torrent, dull and huge, and it was very far away, and everyone else heard it.
Listening to the angry voice of the feather god spirit, the others were shocked by the True Lord Tianpeng again.
The True Lord Tianpeng's visualization came to the hands of Wutou Jin'an, just like a true god showing his holy, and his power was too great.
Some of them also saw someone visualizing the True Lord of Tianpeng in the world, but the power is so great that it is so close to the True Lord of Tianpeng and showing the holy world is the only one in front of them.
At this time, True Lord Tianpeng came to these people's eyes, and it was no different from showing the saint.
At this time, the feather god who was furious continued to use his killer moves.
Rubbing his hands, the light and dark wings behind him burst out with a breath of one god and one demon. The aura of the god and demon entangled, and the huge wings of the god and demon were unfolded behind him, and the aura suddenly became mysterious and powerful.
It was interrupted before and it was rising step by step. It started again and its momentum was to increase again.
It seems that I want to use this to clear away the Tai Sui evil power on my body.
As a result, the Tai Sui evil power was not suppressed. Instead, the dark red blood light disaster on the face of the feather god god, the scope expanded again and exploded again.
The rising momentum was once again interrupted.
The feather god spirit had the right time, place and people, but still couldn't do anything to the true Lord Tianpeng. The feather god spirit couldn't help but coughed up a mouthful of blood again.
The feather god roared, and it was because of the power of Tai Sui that it made the gums it itchy.
The feather god looked cruel, and suddenly saw a large amount of black gas gushing out of the soul banner in his hand. These black gas were transformed by thousands of unjust souls and evil spirits in the small country.
The black energy of the soul banner finally condensed into a ghost gate with a hell ghost picture on the door, hoping to launch an attack on the True Lord Tianpeng.
As a result, before the Ghost Gate was opened, Zhenjun Tianpeng raised his arm and made a void pressing action, rumbling!
A muffled thunder exploded, and the shining thunder, as thick as an electric dragon, flashed with the magical brilliance, and split the ghost gate in half.
Destruction is complete.
The feather god roared again. You should know that the soul banner was interrupted every time they gathered their strength, which caused great damage to the soul banner, and each time it caused real damage to the soul banner.
This soul banner is a magic weapon made by hard work and sacrifice. It is a natal magic weapon. Every time it is damaged, it is digging in the heart of Po Junhou.
At this moment, there were a lot of divine runes blooming and eroding on the body of the feather god spirit, and they were always suppressed by the Tai Sui evil power, and they were unable to gather the power of the gods with all their strength.
This is because the Tai Sui evil power obstructs the luck and fate.
There are also reasons for great ups and downs in emotions, great sorrow and anger, and the injury to the mind leads to severe blockage of thoughts.
Together, the two make it difficult for the feather god to maintain its peak combat power.
"Enough!"
The feather god suddenly shouted, and this shout ignited the mental thoughts, his eyes were bright and vibrant. The blood-light disaster spreading on his face was really blocked, and the spreading speed was greatly delayed.
At this time, even others could see that the feather god was burning his spiritual thoughts and forcibly gaining a glimmer of vitality. He wanted to use the powerful vitality of new life to completely suppress the power of Tai Sui so that he could continue to concentrate on fighting.
But it is obvious that someone will not give him a chance to recover.
True Lord Tianpeng raised his arm and showed off the Tianpeng Marshal Seal held in his palm. The twelve Taisui Star Lords showed their saints in front of the Marshal Seal, and jointly lifted the Taisui evil power of the feathered god spirit, and returned strongly.
Looking at the place where Tianpeng Zhenjun, dressed in black, crowned and golden armor, went, fit the heaven and earth, with divine lights and all saints came, the other people's faces changed, and they felt that Tianpeng Zhenjun was in the underworld of the sage.
The shocking sense of awe became even stronger. Before the battle was fought, I had the intention of retreating, for fear of rushing and blaspheming the gods.
The Four Saints of the North Pole save the Yin Demon, Anzhen Fengdu Luoshan, and blasphemed the Four Saints of the North Pole in the underworld, which is equivalent to running directly to the gods and slandering the gods. How could the end be good?
"Seeing the Four Saints of the North Pole in the underworld is like seeing the ancestors in the Qingming Festival, when I was visiting the tombs and worshiping ancestors, I saw Taizu and Taimei standing in front of me, which was simply!"
"And he not only practiced the Four Saints of the North Pole, but also practiced the Holy Spiritual Dharma of the True Lord Tianpeng, and practiced the Holy Spiritual Dharma of the True Lord Yisheng!"
"I have to admit that his luck is indeed different from that of ordinary people. Thanks to his failure to obtain all the magical methods of the Four Saints of the North Pole, otherwise his luck would be truly brilliant and the first person in a thousand years!"
While these people were shocked, the speed of attacking the Shenxu Divine Mine was accelerated again. Some people have begun to burn true qi without hesitation, exchange their weakness for a few days to make a brief burst, and they also have to forcibly advance the Shenxu Divine Mine.
The stronger the strength the headless Jinan and Po Junhou showed, the greater the pressure they put, the faster they would attack the Shenxu Shen Mine.
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These people all want to get some different opportunities in this unique divine mine in front of them, so as to strengthen themselves and make progress step by step in the Mythical Mountain.
"The strength gap between Po Junhou and 'I don't have a surname Chen' is to avoid being too big. Although I don't like the domineering and arbitrary behavior of Po Junhou, I still hope that Po Junhou can be stronger and hold back 'I don't have a surname Chen'! It's better to be able to fight with 'I don't have a surname Chen' to lose both sides!"
Not long ago, these people were still optimistic about the strength of Po Junhou. Po Junhou was the person who was most in line with the demon in the underworld and got the most opportunities. He was worried that the rise of Po Junhou, who was too strong and domineering, would not benefit everyone...
As a result, just after a while, these people began to worry about Po Junhou’s poor strength, and were worried that Po Junhou could not delay the headless Jin'an...
These people really put both sides of the fence-bearing, and the changes in the times and fortunes were vividly interpreted.
"The Great Marshal of the North Pole Tianpeng! The Thunder Division Sun Fire Heavenly Lord!"
True Lord Tianpeng shouted solemnly, and a thunder sound that was even more powerful than the valley's winter thunder exploded in the sky, which made these powerful gods who had left their bodies dizzy and chest tightness, and were affected by the blazing Yang fire in the thunder method.
The eyes were slightly closed and the red flames of lightning surged and overflowed from the three heads and six eyes of Zhenjun Tianpeng. Then he raised his arm and shot out the Taoist thunder technique, the palm of the palm.
Any thunder method that can be practiced without Tianpeng cannot be used to control the thunder god, and the thunder method that can be practiced alone without Tianpeng cannot be demonstrated. The most common palm thunder method in Taoist art has the ability to control the underworld when the Lord Tianpeng is in the hands of Zhenjun Tianpeng.
I saw the thunder in my palm turning into two thunders that were magnificent like a long river. Before the thunder sound came, the light of the thunder magic came first, and in the blink of an eye, piercing through the dark wings of the light extending from the back of the feather god spirit, interrupting the aura of the feather god spirit ascended.
The thunder magic shone with dazzling divine light. All magic will be overshadowed in front of the thunder magic, losing the divine light of the road he is walking on. After about a breath, a thunder fire roar exploded and exploded in his ears late, causing the world to clear and quiet. He was deaf and could not hear any other sound except thunder.
Chapter completed!