The complete power of the dozens of sacred artifacts erupted. The two scarlet angels, who had been seriously injured, were spitting blood in their mouths. The four wings they used to defend became blurred.

After a period of recovery, Feng Jian's broken arm was just reconnected and was attacked by his own monk. Not to mention how depressed he was, he yelled, "Cang Qing, what are you doing?"

Dozens of paradise factions outside the space beast were all sweaty and desperately trying their best to control the sacred artifacts, but they were still one step behind, and ten decapitated kings had been killed by them. Die, make a great mistake.

The holy king named Cangqing explained quickly: "This area is weird and the space becomes chaotic. We can't control the flight path of the Wanwen holy weapon."

"The space matrix method must be the space matrix method."

"Everyone goes all out to break this array."

...

Dozens of sage kings from the heavenly factions went all out to urge all kinds of sacred artifacts, holy swords, pagodas, giant tripods ... collided in the formation method, and every moment, a large amount of complete power burst .

However, most of these forces fell on people like Qionglin and Fengjian.

One of the four-winged scarlet angels turned pale and asked for help from Qionglin: "Save me, I can't ......"

On top of Dome Lin's head, a spell with white light hovering. The white light was like a white lotus, blocking all attacks for him. Hearing the cry for help, Qilin approached the four-winged scarlet angel and pulled him into the range of Bailian's light.

"The two of you also hurried over, as long as the four of us gather together, even in this chaotic space, it is enough to protect ourselves." Qiong Lin said.

Feng Jian was about to walk in the direction of the white lotus, and a scream came from his ear.

About ten steps away from him, another four-winged scarlet angel stepped into the space trap, his body was torn instantly, and he died on the spot.

Feng Jian's body trembled a little and hesitated.

"It's better not to move easily, what if I step on the space vortex too?"

Feng Jian stared at the Terran Scholar with deep dread in his eyes.

Previously, he only knew that the way of Henggu was unstoppable, but he rarely encountered the same monk who practiced a way of Henggu to such a degree. This time, Feng Jian was not badly hit.

The ten Holy Kings were accidentally cut, making Feng Jian afraid to shoot easily.

Because of the existence of space traps, Feng Jian was afraid to take steps easily.

Hands and feet are bound, no matter how strong it is to cultivate.

"In the future, be sure to prepare a hole card or two against space power." As the leader of a big world, Feng Jian was quite aggrieved.

Feng Jianxin was alert and stared forward.

I saw that the human scholar had an extra epee with a broad sword body, and a layer of kendo mystery formed on the sword body. The epee slashed, and a sword flew towards him.

Kendo Xuanzang is known as the unbreakable attacking force, which can be penetrated by intermediate-level Holy Art.

"Finally began to deal with me, but unfortunately, your kendo accomplishment is extraordinary, but your cultivation is far from realm." Feng Jian itself is a first-class kendo wizard, without fear of any kendo attack.

Jiandao Xuanzhang, who was chopped out by the opponent, was only one foot long, far from being comparable to his seven Zhang Jian. It can be seen that the practice of the other party is not high.

The eight swords are also perfect. The higher the monk ’s cultivation is, the longer the Kendo Xuanzhang will be.

Obviously, the long sword-shaped Xuanzhang, which was ten steps away from Feng Jian, suddenly disappeared from the place. When it reappeared, it had already reached Feng Jian's step.

Feng Jian was not panic, but seemed to have expected this to happen, and his fingers moved forward swiftly.

"Wow--"

At his fingertips, a splendid urn erupted, smashing Zhang Jian's genre Xuanzang accurately.

The power used by Feng Jian is also Kendo Xuanzang.

Suddenly, Feng Jian's face turned wild, and he quickly raised his head and looked up.

Above his head, a disc-sized metal magic crown appeared, condensing into a mighty magic cloud. The mighty power emanating from the demon cloud made Feng Jian feel the trembling of the holy spirit, and that feeling was like a great holy man standing on his head.

Feng Jian finally understood that the Kendo Xuanzhang waved by the scholar of the human race just distracted him. This metal magic crown is the real killing of the two of them.

"It's over ... Don't I be here to die ... I don't want to, with my unique talents, even if I can't become a god, there is still a great chance to become a great **** ...

"Crack."

The space shook a bit, forming ripples.

Immediately, two heroic figures emerged out of thin air. One of them, wearing a flawless white coat, and Yushu's presence in the wind, was the leader of the space temple, Yan Yan.

The other person, wearing three-colored treasure armor, had long silver-white hair and a handsome face, like a fairy in the red dust, which was the leader of the Merit Temple, Shang Ziyu.

The arrival of the leaders of the two temples caused a huge sensation, marking the situation to a new height.

Shang Ziyu saw the blood and bones in the space behemoth, and even if he was well conserved, there was a gloomy color in his eyes. Later, his eyes fell on the human scholar in the space behemoth.

Seeing the arrival of Shang Ziyu and Gongzi Yan, Feng Jian was overjoyed, and quickly inspired the same cards on his body, Wanwen Warfare, Amulet 箓, Amulet of God ... All power broke out just to block the metal magic crown. .

As long as they can block the metal magic crown for a while, the strength of Shang Ziyu and Gong Ziyan is enough to crush the two mysterious strange people from the past.

"Distorting this space of heaven and earth has laid out a lost space array. Alas, a bit interesting, but unfortunately your spatial accomplishments are still very shallow."

Gong Ziyan pressed the palm of his hand forward, and there was a flow of space rules, and he whispered, "Restore."

That area, the original chaotic space, instantly became flat and returned to normal.

Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Chunan went all out to release the Holy Spirit, inspiring a supreme power in the metal devil crown. Suddenly, the burst sound of "嘭 嘭" sounded, and the sacred artifacts and amulets above the sword's head continued to burst Broken, only the light of God's light released by the guardian pattern is still carried hard.

"Oh my God, the supreme sacred ... the son-in-law saves me ..."

Feeling the supreme power, Feng Jian could no longer remain calm, and his face was filled with fear.

At the scene, I don't know how many creatures were stunned. They never thought that the two strange people in this article were so horrible that they even carried a supreme holy weapon. No wonder they were fearless.

"Who gives you the courage to kill a world leader?"

Gongzi Yan stretched out his palm again to maintain a slight grip, and the space shook slightly for a moment. With this hand, he wanted to use the means of carrying space to rescue Feng Jian away.

As soon as Zhang Ruochen's eyes were frozen, in the sea of ​​air, the space flowed regularly and gathered at the fingertips.

"Well."

A finger was cut forward, and a huge crack in the space was flew out to accurately cut off the spatial connection between Gong Ziyan and Feng Jian.

"There is such a method, but I despise you." Gongzi Yan said flatly, but secretly surprised.

It wasn't that Zhang Ruochen was able to cut off his space-handling method. After all, Gongzi Yan hadn't fully grasped this method yet.

Gongzi Yan was surprised that the Terran Scholar was able to accurately determine the route of the spatial connection between him and Feng Jian, but this was quite powerful.

"puff."

Along with a scream, the supreme power of the metal magic crown burst, tearing the god's pattern on Feng Jian, cracking him apart.

A leader of the great world fell, the holy bones turned into powder, and the holy blood spilled all over the ground.

"Booming."

The earth below Feng Jian collapsed, and the power of the Supreme spread forward and far, scaring all monks to retreat quickly.

Only Gongzi Yan and Shang Ziyi broke out. The powerful strength broke out, and it was the breaking of the Supreme Power, which turned into two streams of light flying towards Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Chunan.

He dared to kill a world leader of the heaven faction in front of the two of them, as if in the presence of everyone, slap them both.

"go."

Zhang Ruochen pulled Xiang Chunan into the space transmission array arranged in advance.

"Want to go, how could it be so easy?"

Shang Ziyi's eyes were cold, and his murderous power was exposed. Two long fingers, from the top of his head, plucked a scarlet feather and hit it.

"Oh!"

A trace of flame emerged from the feathers, turning into a strange bird with a length of dozens of feet, and an unusually horrifying wave of power erupted. That fluctuation of power is even more terrifying than the war power burst out from the dome, I am afraid that it can be compared to the nine-step holy king.

"That flaming bird only needs one claw, and it is estimated that it can tear us apart. What is this person about? It's terrible."

Even Xiangnan Nan's face turned wild.

Zhang Ruochen didn't expect Shang Ziyu's strength to be so horrible. He didn't take the shot himself, just hitting a feather, it was comparable to the strength of the eight-step holy king ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ even the nine-step holy king It's far from what he can fight now.

Zhang Ruochen was worried that the space teleportation array would not be fully operational and would be crushed by the Fire Monster, so he shot dozens of sacred artifacts in a row and bombarded the Fire Monster.

At the same time, his hands were raised, releasing the rules of space.

"Boom."

Under the ground, the remaining five space traps were all activated, forming five vortexes of space cracks. Together, the vortices became extremely huge, sweeping the sky, rushing towards Shang Ziyu and Gong Ziyan.

The flaming bird's wings trembled, and all the sacred artifacts shot by Zhang Ruochen flew out.

At the other end, the son Yan said lightly: "Ning."

The solidifying force of space erupted, and then, the raging raging space fissure vortex became smaller and smaller, and disappeared completely when it came to Gong Ziyan.

"Wow--"

Taking advantage of this brief moment, the space teleportation array emitted a dazzling white light, and Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Chunan disappeared in place.

Gongzi Yan reached the edge of the space teleportation array, with a slight disdain, and said, "Ignorance, use the space teleportation array to stop running? Let me see, where did you teleport?"

"Snapped."

Gongzi Yan just wanted to investigate, and a crackling sounded.

In front of him, the small space teleportation array was torn apart and collapsed, and soon it became a large pit.

"It's ... it's a horrible thing to arrange a one-time teleportation array. Don't let me meet you again." Gongzi Yan squeezed his hands tightly, his eyes gloomy.

For the first time, Gongzi Yan encountered such a difficult space monk, and this time, as a space controller, he did not take any advantage.

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