Guan Zhixing twisted his body, spinning in a strange arc in the air, and managed to escape, kicking Jian Guihong hard in the heart!
Bang!
He blocked it effortlessly with his hands, his green eyes showing ridicule.
Guan Zhixing remained motionless. With a flick of his finger, the golden immortal rope wrapped around him like a snake. At the same time, a sword stabbed him from behind!
It's Siyuan.
"Pfft."
With the sound of the sharp blade penetrating the flesh, Jian Guihong suddenly raised his head and roared, his breath exploded, and the rope that bound the immortals was shattered.
The two of them were also knocked away!
How dare you hurt him!"
Jian Guihong roared, his body rushed out like a cannonball, and his sharp claws left bloody wounds on Siyuan's back!
Just when he was about to take his life, Guanzhixing arrived, and the green shadow turned into hundreds of shadows, stabbing into his body!
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Siyuan quickly retreated, and the two of them were temporarily out of danger. They looked at Jian Guihong not far away, but their expressions did not relax at all.
"This monster..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a wave of evil energy rushed up, scattering the green shadow!
Biying's attack has no effect!
Obviously so much time has passed, but Jian Guihong's spiritual energy has not weakened at all, but has become stronger and stronger.
Soon, Siyuan and Guanzhixing discovered that Jian Guihong's injuries were healing at an extremely high speed.
The two of them were stunned, what kind of monster is this?!
Their attacks are nothing more than a small fight to this monster.
At this time, Siyuan narrowed his eyes and said, "Look at that."
Following his line of sight, Guan Zhixing discovered that Jian Guihong had a burn on his abdomen and was recovering slowly.
That's...
"It's Ling Yatou's Pure Lotus Glass Fire."
Siyuan was not surprised.
Jinglian Lihuo is a divine fire after all. Even if it is made of steel and iron, it still has to be peeled off.
Jian Guihong is not without weaknesses, but his current form is no longer something humans can possess.
This is a war of attrition.
No matter what, they must buy enough time for Ling Xuewei.
…
Ling Xuewei's figure was flying rapidly in the air. She had taken the invisibility pill. Although it was not fully effective and would still be exposed when encountering those with advanced cultivation levels, it could at least deceive most people.
At this moment, beneath her feet was the Holy Palace.
There was chaos in the palace, with men in black and silver-armored guards everywhere, as well as messengers in red robes. She didn't know what happened, but Bai Ze told her through surveillance that Bai Qingshui had kidnapped the old man, and Ye Moyan chased him out. At present,
They are in the Beidou Palace area.
Bai Qingshui's purpose is to subvert the entire divine world.
Before, she had always heard that the Holy Emperor's health had been deteriorating in recent years, and he had reached the point where his life was running out. When a monk reaches a certain level, his lifespan can be as long as the sky, but that requires cultivation to the supreme level. Let's look at his eyes.
In the tens of thousands of years the world has passed, no one has ever lived as long as Heaven.
The Holy Emperor created the God Realm and wiped out the Nine Provinces. Once something happens to him, the entire God Realm will inevitably fall into catastrophe!
From a distance, Ling Xuewei looked at the majestic Beidou Palace. For some reason, an ominous premonition suddenly arose in her heart.
Soon, she got closer and closer to the palace and met more and more people.
There are people everywhere in the sky, on the ground, in the air.
Ling Xuewei carefully avoided the battle circle and soon arrived in front of the main hall.
Here, thousands of red-robed messengers and silver-armored guards have gathered, fighting with the men in black. The originally snow-white white jade stairs and dragon-carved stone pillars were all stained with blood.
The blood-stained stairs are layered one after another, just like the corpses piled up on the ground. There are hundreds of them, and the number is even increasing.
The two parties were fighting, and she walked towards the front of the palace step by step in the fierce battle. Because she sensed that Ye Moyan was inside.
"Xiao Xiao! Show up quickly!" Suddenly a red-robed messenger spotted her and swung his weapon to stab her!
Ling Xuewei had to show her body to avoid his attack, "I am not the enemy!"
But the visitor still ignored him, as if his eyes were red with murder.
Anyone who is not from the same clan as me is an enemy!
Ling Xuewei had no choice but to use her black blade and knock him away.
Soon, more and more people came here, and Ling Xuewei suddenly had a flash of inspiration, by the way, the token!
Ling Xuewei hurriedly took out the token Ye Moyan gave her, "I am from Jiuzun. I am here to protect you. Please get out of my way!"
When the red-robed envoys saw this, their expressions became strange. After looking carefully, they recognized that it was really the token of the Nine Lords.
"Who are you? Why do you have this token?"
"I am Ling Xuewei."
"Ling Xuewei?" The expression of the leader of the red-robed messenger changed slightly, "You are...ah!" At this moment, a sword suddenly penetrated his heart, and the blade was still full of blood and came into view before her eyes.
"Xing Lao!"
The others were shocked and immediately hacked the attacker to death!
"Xing Lao! Xing Lao!"
Xing Lao pulled out the sword from his chest and brought out a bunch of blood. He stumbled and pressed his glowing hand on his heart.
"fine."
Then he looked at Ling Xuewei.
"Follow me."
"Xing Lao..."
"You guys, go ahead and clear the way."
Ling Xuewei was surprised, he frowned and shouted, "Why are you so stunned? Come here quickly!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped up and kicked the head of the man in black behind him.
Ling Xuewei saw with her own eyes that the person's head exploded like a watermelon, with blood splattering all over her body.
she,"……"
Could this be done by a seriously injured person?
Too cruel.
Ling Xuewei cheered up and immediately followed. A dozen red-robed messengers in front were clearing the way. Soon, more and more men in black came. The red-robed messengers killed everyone in all directions, tearing apart hundreds of enemies.
Make a gap.
Ling Xuewei wielded the black blade and slashed at the attacking enemies. The black clothes on her body were unknowingly stained with blood, and more and more bodies fell...
At this moment, thousands of shameless people came out of nowhere and came towards them without saying a word! Ling Xuewei was almost blinded by the killing, and she had no time to replenish her spiritual energy. She took back the black blade and directly used the weapon!
Bang bang bang!
The sound sounded, and she took out a powerful hand cannon, and in an instant, more than a dozen people were chopped alive!
The old man Xing glanced at her, and the sword flew out, splitting into dozens of handles, and instantly penetrated their throats!
Hand cannons, laser guns, grenades, bombs...weapons come on in succession, tearing a path apart!
Half an hour later, they finally opened the road in front of the palace. Xing Lao carried her and disappeared in front of the palace in the blink of an eye!
The moment they disappeared, the few remaining red-robed messengers were drowned in the blink of an eye!
They finally detonated the Dantian directly, and a deafening explosion sounded outside...
Inside the palace.
There was a flash of light and two people appeared.
Ling Xuewei was a little dizzy. It turned out that this person's teleportation technique was not very good. She was being pulled as if she were riding a spinner. It would be strange if she didn't feel dizzy.
"Follow up."
The old man waved his hand and ran towards the inner hall first.
Ling Xuewei gritted her teeth and followed.
Xing Lao opened the way in front, and enemies appeared from time to time, but they were much less than those outside.
