Lan Xuegong's expression became colder and colder, and Huang Yuning on the opposite side was actually the former Tianjiao disciple of Asura Daoshan, Cang Ming. Thirty years ago, Cangming followed the **** ignorance and appeared in Hell Dao Mountain, and had been killed.

"It's only born out of the body, Xue Gong, you are a sage with memories of past lives. In your time, was there such a secret technique?"

"I never die, there is no need to pursue immortality!"

Huang Yuning, maybe it should be Cangming now. Within one of the eyes is the soul of Cangming.

Cang Ming controls Huang Yuning, and Huang Yuning at this time is simply a yin and yang face. On the left is the vicissitudes and gloom, but on the right is the bright smile already murderous.

"Brother Cangming, this is not a secret technique, this is a taboo technique, such a technique should not exist!"

Lan Xuegong's palms opened lightly, and a stream of colorful light and Shura aura gathered between the palms of Lanxuegong's hands. At that moment, the dazzling light shrouded the world.

"Sura Sword, Master really passed the Sura Sword to you, hahaha!"

Cang Ming laughed wildly, but in an instant, Cang Ming's eyes suddenly looked towards the Four Blood Formation. Countless refining corpses are splitting, space is distorting, and the world is peeling away.

"Do not!"

Lan Xuegong took a fierce step too long, and before he could summon the Shura Divine Sword, the infinite sword energy burst out.

The sword qi turned into a series of asura lotus, the lotus platform rose up, asura everything!

The terrifying vision, superimposed on each other, is a black long sword. The long sword is four feet four, slender and deep. Heimang's sword body reflected the **** of asura.

The divine sword was about to condense, but at this time, the horn of Bi Luo roared again.

"Boom!"

This time, one hundred thousand battle spirits exploded again. Summoning the Divine Sword was interrupted on the spot, and at the same time, Cangming's hands had begun to overlap, and the location of Gui Shengge and others was completely stripped away.

That is a mysterious space, in that space, there is actually a Roshan-like existence.

"Tai Sui formation, you put them in the Tai Sui formation!"

"Two battles in one, kill!"

Cang Ming roared, and Huang Yuning roared too. Using the battle spirit to interrupt Lan Xuegong's call, Cang Ming finally laughed wildly.

"Xue Gong, give up, you will lose this time!"

Cang Ming stood in the void, the blue horn in his hand was flickering, and the ancient battle spirits were unleashing terrifying power to suppress Lan Xue Palace again.

Blood spilled from the corner of Lan Xuegong's mouth, and the two battle spirits exploded, causing Lan Xuegong to be injured. Moreover, Cang Ming deliberately asked Lan Xue Gong to summon the Excalibur.

The Shura Sword will live in a foreign land forever.

As soon as the divine sword came out, the blood slaughtered thousands of miles!

If Lan Xue Palace wanted to summon the Divine Sword, it had to pay a certain price, even if Lan Xue Palace had memories of previous lives.

A lot of lotus came out, this does not belong to the Asura Mountain, it is the way of the previous life of the Lanxue Palace.

Lotus Samantabhadra!

The light of the sages lasts forever, and the Lanxue Palace at this time can only use the last foundation.

"Still struggling? Xuegong, you know, it's not just me this time."

Cang Ming looked down at Lan Xuegong, as if he had something to say.

"Brother Cangming, you shouldn't survive!"

The colorful lotus, the blood of the sage, and the light of the sage on the body of the Blue Snow Palace, turned into a huge lightsaber, and the entire mountain range was breaking.

The battle spirit was roaring, and the corpse tide in the distance was roaring.

But Lan Xue Palace was not afraid, and the lightsaber was about to be cut out again.

"useless!"

At this moment, Cangming suddenly wanted to use Biluo's horn again. But at this moment, Liantai actually appeared at Cang Ming's feet.

"dead!"

The Lanxue Palace is really too powerful, the law of sages, the sword of Samantabhadra.

Time and space are stopping, Lan Xuegong is burning the soul, using the soul to penetrate everything, condensing the sword of Samantabhadra.

"what!"

With a scream, this new body was torn in two.

The person belonging to Huang Yuning turned into powder on the spot, while the other half, in a blood-red pupil, began to crazily appear blood-colored tentacles. These tentacles are all corpse energy condensation.

"Blue Snow Palace!"

Another hundred thousand battle souls exploded on the spot.

This energy completely overturned this world. The earth is overturning, the mountains are breaking, the dust is flying, the sun and the moon are dark. The terrifying corpse gas formed a hurricane, causing everything here to be destroyed.

A shadow that covers the sky, covering the world, there is no light here, only darkness, only terror.

The spirit of war had completely rioted, and the spirit of war rushed towards the surroundings. A million battle souls, even if they lose 300,000, these battle souls will reintegrate into the tide of corpses.

In Yuling City in the distance, Zuo Shisan's face turned pale, it should be everyone's face pale. Just now, the mushroom cloud again and again turned the mountains and rivers that belonged to the gods to ashes.

Yuling City had lost the power of the spirit tower and fell to the ground.

Countless corpses were madly attacking Yuling City, and the great formation was already at stake.

"Brother Zuo, what should I do?"

Mo Xi was about to cry, and the Yu Ling tribe all looked outside in horror. As long as these corpses appear, the city will be destroyed.

"They are in the game, they are trapped by the formation!"

The pupil on the left thirteenth can only see the outline. Lan Xuegong and the others are dead or alive, and the terrifying outbreak just now made the thirteenth left feel a crisis.

"The Great Array won't last long!"

"Holy envoy, what are you going to do?"

At this moment, Zuo Shisan moved towards the depths of Yuling City, and Mo Xi hurriedly accompanied him.

"Go to the divine master, she must have a way!"

The thirteenth from the left hoped to get help from the priest. Since he is psychic, he should have seen it.

"It's useless. Grandma is already asleep, and the White Tower is gone. When she disappears, let us all listen to you."

"She sleeps once every once in a while!"

"what?"

When the thirteenth from the left appeared in front of the psychic tower, there was still the white bone tower, only the statue of the winged blade clan remained.

"Sleeping? Keep obsessing? It's going to be annihilated!"

The thirteen from the left shouted loudly, and at this moment the thirteen from the left also understood how he could resist the Corpse Xiaozong by himself.

"Boom!"

But just as the thirteen on the left was roaring, a gap suddenly opened in the huge statue of the Wing Blade Clan.

"what?"

Zuo Shisan looked up fiercely, and saw that in the gap, a coffin of the winged blade tribe appeared in Zuo Shisan's eyes.

"Xuanjin Wings?"

Among these coffins, the corpses had long since disappeared, and only the mysterious golden wings remained.

"Holy Envoy, what is going on?"

When everyone was in doubt, Zuo Shisan raised his hand fiercely, and twelve corpse veins burst out. Head to head, headed towards Chijin Feather.

"This day, nothing more!"

All the blood accumulated on the left thirteenth was taken out.

"Mo Xi, take out all the treasures in your clan, bless the big formation, and give me time!"

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