Yun Niange had been on guard for a long time. When the Holy Son of Fuguang appeared to defeat the Holy Son of Jile, she pulled away from the battlefield and inspired the formation patterns of the Void Scepter to cover the world.
With Wang Hao's shout, Yun Nianfeng, who had been accumulating for a long time, immediately triggered the formation mark of the divine staff. In an instant, the 100,000 jin of the fifth-grade source crystal accumulated in the divine staff burned violently, for
The Void Array provides endless energy.
Boom!
The Saint Son of Pure Land, wrapped in the sky, was about to break through the sky, and he felt the violent shock of this world. A space storm that was a hundred times more violent than the supernatural powers of the Saint Son of Fuguang was raging between the world.
His body immediately seemed to have lost its weight and floated in the void, with a roaring sound coming from his ears, as if his whole body was about to be torn apart.
"this……"
The Holy Son of Fuguang, who mastered the great power of space, felt the changes between heaven and earth, and Gu Jing Bubo's face was shocked. This space power was thousands of times stronger than his, which made him scared.
This is the void formation, a peerless formation arranged by the spiritual treasure of creation. Once the formation starts, it blocks the heavens and suppresses the eternal worlds.
The power of the formation surged, accompanied by terrifying spatial fluctuations, and the weaker demon spirits could no longer withstand this power. Many demon spirits had blood flowed backwards, bleeding from their seven orifices, and died tragically on the spot.
The Holy Son of the Pure Land didn't know what happened, so he madly urged the heavens to break through the void and escape.
However, an invisible wall blocked his face, and Zhu Tian Qingyun could not penetrate it.
"Impossible. The heavens are all alive and do not touch any magical attacks. They ignore the attacks of any treasure and surprise weapons, and are immune to the damage of all magical powers and magic. They cover their heads. They can be free and can't stop any power. What's going on, what's going on?
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The Son of the Pure Land roared loudly, and was extremely frightened.
No matter how much he shouted, the space here was firmly blocked by the void array, and he could not escape at all.
"Brothers, there is no time left. Take action quickly and kill the Holy Son of the Paradise!"
Wang Hao shouted loudly. Until now, his combat power was almost exhausted, but he still rose up, his eyes shot out divine light like a torch, and he moved forward with a gun.
He knew that the five-grade source of more than 100,000 jin would not last long, and he had to destroy the Son of the Pure Land before the Void Array disappeared.
Moreover, the powerful reinforcements from Zishan will arrive soon.
"Protect the Holy Son!"
The powerful demon clans were also crazy, and they all sacrificed powerful treasures to protect the Saint Son of the Pure Land.
Wang Hao came to kill, and the Crazy Ba was like a demon god. He stabbed forward with his shot, activated with immortal power, and sent a super attack to pierce an ancient shield.
"ah……"
A scream resounded everywhere, and the demon creature holding an ancient shield penetrated into the body by the tip of the gun, his body was split into pieces, and blood was splattered everywhere, and he died tragically on the spot.
On the other hand, the Holy Son of Floating Light was also exerting his strength, just like a lion storming into a flock of sheep, with a momentum like a mountain. Many powerful demon clans could not stop it, and the horrified Holy Son of the Pure Land kept regressing.
The Holy Son of the Pure Land was still urging Qingyun to activate Qingyun, but unfortunately Qingyun was full of strange phenomena, but he couldn't escape this space. He shouted anxiously and almost exploded.
"How is it possible? My heavenly qingyun is an innate treasure. What kind of power is there in this world that can be regarded as me?" He was very crazy, with blood and tears flowing from his eyes. Should he be depressed today?
"Innate treasure? My void array is activated by the spiritual treasure of creation. How can the innate treasure be broken?" Yun Niange controlled the formation and locked the Saint Son of the Pure Land tightly.
The Spiritual Treasure of Creation!
Yun Niange's words were like a blow, knocking the Saint Son of Paradise to the point of being terrified. The Spiritual Treasure of Creation is one level higher than the innate treasure. The country bumpkins in the desert actually own the Spiritual Treasure of Creation!
"God will destroy me!"
The Son of the Pure Land is full of hatred and resentment.
"There is no time left, the Holy Son of Fuguang, find a way to kill Ji Bliss!"
Looking at the demon clan strong men blocking in front of him, Wang Hao was also anxious at this moment.
These demon spirits were protecting the Saint Son of the Pure Land and fighting with their lives, which gave Wang Hao a headache.
"I have a way, the Void Exile Technique!"
The Holy Son of Fuguang shouted loudly and used his super magical powers. A series of storms surged, like a tornado whistling away, wrapping the Holy Son of Jile into it, and disappearing from the spot with him.
This is the great exile technique of the void, exiling the Son of Paradise to the boundless void, killing him in another space, avoiding these dense demon spirits.
"Let's go to the boundless void and kill the paradise!"
The floating light shouted at Wang Hao, and his body flashed, and he turned into two beams of light and disappeared from the battlefield.
"No, the Son of the Pure Land was wrapped away by them!"
A group of demon spirits screamed in horror.
"The big thing is not good, the Son of the Pure Land is in danger!" They were all panicked, feeling powerless to turn the world around. The other party wrapped the Son of the Pure Land into the boundless void. God knows where they are in?
And even if they know, they do not have the space magic of the Fuguang Saint Son, and they cannot enter the rescue.
...
The Holy Son of Fuguang set up a space portal, connected Lu Li, Xuan Chen, Yun Niange and others into it, and disappeared on this battlefield together.
Light and shadow flash. When they appear from the vast void and return to the real world, they are already in a mountain range.
Wang Hao didn't know where this was, but he had already stayed away from the Lihuo Fortress, and there was no obstacle to killing the Son of the Pure Land.
"Son of the Pure Land, your death is here."
Wang Hao rushed forward, and mist and lightning were released all over his body. A golden slat rushed out of it, and drowned the front with a rumbling sound.
"hateful!"
The Saint Son of the Pure Land was frightened and angry, trying to urge Qingyun to escape, but Yun Niange's void formation immediately suppressed him and held him firmly.
puff!
Under the shocking magic of sacrificial arts, the Holy Son of the Paradise was beaten upside down, breaking the big trees, and blood squirting wildly.
"Son of the Pure Land, let's get the blood feud of our deserted village back from you first!"
Xuan Chen was located on a huge rock and happened to see the Saint Son of Jile being knocked over, swung his fist and smashed it over.
Bang!
Before the Saint Son of Paradise had landed, he was knocked away again, his neck was almost interrupted by Xuan Chen, and his body spasmed in pain in the air.
brush!
The floating light appeared silently, without saying a word, and came up with a heavy hand of the magical magic of space, which flew out the Saint Son of Paradise. I don’t know how many bones on my body were broken.
"ah……"
The Son of the Pure Land screamed and was extremely angry.
He was born with a golden spoon in his mouth and was dominant in the world. There were few rivals among his peers, and no one could defeat him.
But now it is so miserable that he is being beaten like a ball and is almost blown up.