"Let me see your strength," Dao Xuan's face was gloomy, stood up, and a heavy momentum exuded from him, like a mountain, at the moment of standing up, making the Zixiao School faction. The bloody qi seemed to be slow for a moment.
A purple flowing light flashed through the void, and Dao Xuan's figure had disappeared. At the same time, a trace of blankness appeared in the eyes of the disciples of the wooden palace above the Zixiao School, and his body paused for a moment at this moment.
Suddenly, among the disciples of tens of thousands of wooden palaces, more than a thousand disciples suddenly sprayed a bite of blood, and there was a trace of confidence in the eyes, and then I saw a roar sounded. There was a bloody hole in the place where he had appeared. This was obviously the response to Dao Xuan's response to the previously rushed into the Zixiao School to kill ordinary disciples.
"Dao Xuan'er, you are unwilling to lose," Kim Emperor Tianjun laughed, and did not go to more than a thousand disciples who had died in the Zixiao School. In the void.
Obviously, these two strongest and thunder periods in this place also started fighting.
"Lotus Fairy, then Murong Yan is handed over to me. As for the remaining wooden emperor palace fairy, you will deal with you and Yang Xianzi,"
One of Zixiao Shuang Lao said, saying that she was exposed in her eyes and stared at Murong Yan. After all, Murong Yan was a strong man in the later period of Xianlei. In addition to Dao Xuan, only the two of them could deal with It's.
"Elderly rest assured that those mixed with the wooden palace are dealt with by the body and Yang Shimei. Although you are going to deal with Murong Yan," the lotus fairy said, and the beautiful face is confident.
Although there are still five fairy -thunderstorms in the Kimi Palace, there are only one of the strong men in the middle of the Xianlei. As for the remaining four, all of them are in the early days of Xianlei. Come.
"So, then we just resigned," Zixiao Nod nodded, turned into a purple flowing light to the sky, and welcomed Murong Yan.
"Murong Yan, Zixiao Double Old Leaders are teaching,"
Like Hong Lei's voice spread throughout the void, Murong Yan's eyes narrowed, and there was an inexplicable glory on his face. In the instant, a white light flashed, and the void had no shadow of Murong Yan.
"The small miscellaneous crushing of the wooden palace, let's die,"
Although the lotus fairy has the name of the lotus, at this moment, it was burned in anger, and rushed directly to the five wooden palace fairy thunderous practitioners. Between her right hand, the lotus seal between her eyebrows bloomed, and the faintness actually turned out to be. There is a faint fragrance.
A white and extremely white lotus blossoms appeared in the void, and there were hundreds of feet. Including the only Xianlei mid -term strong.
"Let's come with me," the white lotus shrouded the void, with a strong spatial law fluctuating, so that the space of the space here is temporarily owned by the lotus fairy, so that the three of the other party can be helpless at all. They can only follow the footsteps of the lotus fairy.
Bai Lian was pressed down, and the three did not resist much, but rushed directly into this white lotus, because they understood that the white lotus was not about their lives, just to let them transfer their positions.
"Sister is still old, and her temper is really irritable." There was a smile on the remaining Yang Li, turned around, facing the two remaining wooden palaces, stepped on the void under his feet, and suddenly The formation of space fluctuations, as if it is to shatter the void here.
"This is the Zixiao School. I don't want to do it here, or fight in the starry sky,"
Yang Li said coldly that when he waved his hands, the void rupture turned out to form a door of space in the void, and she did not hesitate to hesitate. She stepped into the door of space. No trace.
The two fairy thunder who belonged to the wooden palace looked at the early stages of the thunder and looked at a sense of vigilance in their eyes, but they didn't think much, and they turned into two flowing lights into the starry sky. The battlefield, only the vast starry sky.
All the strong men of the Xianlei period left. The entire Zixia faction was as if they lost control. They never had the same strength. Both disciples all took out their own strength and desperately wanted to kill the other party.
There was a roar sounded, and a disciple finally chose to explode between the two sides. It was the last helplessness, marking the most intense level of war between the two sides. Will win the final victory.
The war will boil, the blood is full of blood, and the Zixiao faction has completely become a battlefield. The disciples between the two sides are fighting together, so that the land is immersed in countless blood, which becomes a bright red piece. This blood red will not disappear.
The battle between the two sides was mad, and the disciples of the wooden palace launched a violent attack in order to occupy the Zixiao School, while the disciples of the Zixiao faction were to guard the Zixiao faction again and again. Will let the other party go further.
Time is slowly passing, and there is no sign of stopping between the two sides. The bright red above the earth finally gathers into a bloody river of different sizes.
Such a war continues, and the battle between the strongest period of the Xianlei period is not inferior. In the dark starry sky, the immortal period finally shows its strongest means. Get out all your strengths, so that the stars are crushed in this starry sky, becoming the dust of the universe.
"Dao Xuan, come and feel the power of my" Emperor Mu "." The starry sky was dull, and the laughter of the wooden emperor Tianjun came out. The rough trunk, between waves, rolled the boundless storm, making this starry sky trembling.
In front of Kim Emperor Tianjun, Dao Xuanlng snorted, holding a purple sword in his hand. A rough trunk go.
There was a loud noise of "bombardment", and the purple sword mang collided with the trunk, forming a powerful fluctuation, permeating the Quartet, and the formation of several forms of tens of thousands of miles around was fragmented.
"Is there only this kind of strength?" Dao Xuan smiled coldly and retracted his sword, with a hint of cold in his eyes.
"Sure enough, as the head of the Zixiao School, there are indeed some unique things," the wooden emperor Tianjun's face with a smile, and his right hand was holding the thick trunk, but the trunk at this moment appeared. After a trace of sword marks, it broke a bit.
Obviously, the sword marks were left by Dao Xuan, but the wooden emperor Tianjun didn't care, as if it was not the trunk in his hand.
"Your sword is really powerful. It is really surprising to be able to leave traces on my trunk. However, no matter how powerful you are today, the destruction of the Zixiao School is inevitable. This is destined to be heaven. , Not anyone can change it, ""
"Say less nonsense, if you want to destroy the Zixiao School, you have to see if you have that strength,"
Dao Xuan's eyes narrowed, ignoring the arrogance of the Emperor Tianjun. Perhaps, the wooden palace can gain an advantage in a short period of time, but it is absolutely impossible to destroy the Zixiao School. As long as the ancestor of Zixiao returns, everything will be Change, and the wooden palace will definitely be beaten back to the original shape, becoming a street mouse, and no longer dare to appear in the eyes of the Zixiao School.
Dao Xuan has this confidence, but before that, he needed to suppress the arrogance of the wooden emperor Tianjun. He wanted to let the wooden palace truly realize the gap between the two and really see the true strength of the Zixiao faction.
"Zixiao Nine Tao, adopt a ray of glow, become the first of nine ways,"
Dao Xuan drank, his right hand stretched out, and he pressed it fiercely in this starry sky. At this moment, the whole starry sky began to tremble. In the faint, a purple light appeared from the dark starry sky and emerged from the dark starry sky. Out, it seems like the newly born sunny sun, making this starry sky's original cold seems to have faded a lot.
Faced with all this, the Emperor Tianjun's expression remained motionless, but a playful expression appeared on his face. There was a hint of vulgarity between the faintness between the eyes.
"Everything is destined, and how to try to resist is just delaying death,"
The quiet voice sounded. At this moment, the wooden emperor Tianjun also drank, and the trunk in his hand waved down fiercely. For a moment, a strong wood attribute emerged, so that this trunk took a moment for a moment. There was a branches of branches, and then these branches began to grow green leaves, so that the entire trunk had a trend of growing towards a giant tree.
At the same time, a puppet appeared on the left hand of Kim Emperor Tianjun, saying that it was a puppet, but only the only head left. Among them, there was a bead blooming. You can see that there is one of this bead. The figure is flashing.
The wooden emperor Tianjun squeezed lightly, in a blink of an eye, the bead was broken, and the figure in the beads disappeared. At this time, the wooden emperor Tianjun's face showed a smile and waved his hand. The huge trunk of the Chinese greeted the purple day.
Among the Zixiao faction, the war between the two sides continued, and in this chaos, a disciple of the wooden palace disciple who was fighting immediately paused, and there was a durability in his eyes, and then it turned into a streamer to disappear and disappear. Among the crowd.
In the vast starry sky, Yang Li fought together with the early strong men of the two wooden palaces. With his own realm, he was higher than the other party. Although the other party had two people, Yang Li still occupied the upper hand.
However, it takes a certain amount of time to really suppress the other party, it takes a certain amount of time.
Suddenly, Yang Li, who had just repelled the opponent's attack, suddenly changed his look, and a sense of crisis appeared in her heart. This sense of crisis came from below. Shot below.
The violent roar sounded, and the void broke into a piece, but Yang Li's sense of crisis did not dissipate. Instead, it became intense. It seemed that she would be hit hard in the next moment, and even fell.
"He Fang Xiaoxiao, dare to show up," Yang Li whispered, her forehead was looming, and she would open it at any time.
With a sound of a bombardment, a figure suddenly emerged from the bottom of the bottom. The speed of this figure was like You Yunlong. It was difficult to imagine. There is a trace of incredible.
It was a young man with ordinary face, and his eyes were a little dull, but from his body, there was a strong breath fluctuations. This is not the one who panic Yang Li the most.
Because the man in front of him is not a living person at all, but a puppet, and what is even more terrible is that the current puppet is condensing the whole body thunder, setting off a self -explosion of the strong thunder period.
一股股强大的气息涌动而出,那具仙雷期的傀儡正在逐渐的积聚力量,其身子正在不断的胀大,如同是一个气球一般,终究有一天会爆炸,只是,在这个时候, Yang Li frightened that she couldn't escape from here.
It's not that she can't go, but this puppet is like a shadow. Even if she exerts the law of space, it seems that this puppet is staring at her, so that she can escape without any space.
Yang Li opened the eyes, and a strong light shone on the puppet, making this puppet's chest a large hole, and then Yang Li did not hesitate, stretched out her right hand, and shot a fiercely shot in this void. And letting this void quickly collapse has become a hole.
However, she has not waited for her to enter it. The early practitioners of the two wooden palaces of the wooden palace also started. Buried.
"No," Yang Li's face changed, and her heart rose deeply in her heart. At the same time, the puppet began to riot, accompanied by a sound of a sensation in the world, this starry sky became a bright piece.
The boundless storm swept coming, containing uncomfortable power, raging for four weeks, which will destroy everything that exists, and even the figure of Yang Li disappears.