Chapter 178 The Son of the Overlord Spear Ends Dramatically

The trembling clock shrouded the Son of Tyrant Spear underneath, and the bells were ringing one after another, and the sound wave rolled, one wave after another, and the entire void was turned into a destruction zone, and it attacked the Son of Tyrant Spear from all directions. In the coming days, he is going to kill Saint Son Town here.

His face was gloomy and his eyes were frightening. The divine power in his body was poured into the Sky-Splitting Spear in his hand. The Sky-Splitting Spear swung like a dragon, smashing and destroying Zhongbo, but he still couldn't rush out of Zhongbo. Encirclement.

  At the place where they met, the ten thousand ways shattered and the void was destroyed, no one dared to approach.

The nearby mountains of thousands of feet turned into dust in the raging sound waves. Even if there is an immortal divine aura circulating in these mountains, most of the places are not the source of the divine aura, and they cannot bear the aftermath of their fight. Shattered between heaven and earth.

   Soon, hundreds of miles around them were turned into ruins. Only the cliff where the son of the gun sage had just comprehended the fist imprint survived, and the immortal divinity in the fist imprint maintained this cliff.

  Furthermore, inspired by the battle between the two, there are faintly deep and vast holy rules circulating in the fist mark. I am afraid that this fist mark is left by a saint!

   "Tianmen? What kind of power is this? Has anyone of you heard of it?"

   "I don't know! This person dares to take the emperor as the surname, maybe it is a hidden emperor, or even an emperor from outside the territory!"

   "No wonder it's so powerful! Even the tyrant spear son who has always been invincible has been crushed and beaten, and there is no way to fight back!"

"Oh my God, didn't it mean that the urging of a semi-sage soldier requires a huge amount of divine power? Ordinary powerful urging will exhaust its divine power and die. Di Shitian has urged at least thirty or forty times, why doesn't it have the slightest power? Signs of exhaustion?"

   "Fifty-six, fifty-seven, fifty-eight..."

   "This person's divine power is endless, and if this continues, the Lord Spear Son is very likely to be killed here!"

  ……

  The audience in the distance was shocked, and they speculated about the origin of Xuanxin.

  With the passage of time, the ringing of the bell has long been ringing, and the ringing of the bells does not distinguish each other, turning the void into the ocean of Zhongbo, and firmly sealing the Son of the Tyrant Gun inside.

  At this moment, the surrounding void was completely shattered, and it was no longer possible for the Lord Spear Son to melt into the surrounding void.

  The son of Tyrant Spear has messy hair and broken clothes. Although he relies on his cultivation to reach the sky, he can support it temporarily, but he has already shown fatigue.

  "Tao friends, stop!"

  At this moment, a white-clothed young man floated in the distance, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, handsome and unrestrained, and the snow on his footing was crystal clear, and the hints of chill contained mysterious Taoist rhyme.

  "The descendant of the Xue family of the holy family! Xue Feichen!"

   "Xue Feichen has a lot of friendship with Saint Tyrant, is he trying to make peace for both parties?"

"Di Shitian and Ba Qiang Shengzi are both outstanding among the saint sub-level characters. They both have endless potential. It is difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat, but it is difficult to distinguish between life and death! Xue Feichen came out at this time and just gave both sides a step down. This battle can't go on."

   "Then it depends on Di Shitian's willingness to stop!"

   "If he refuses to stop, Xue Feichen has a reason to take it! Hey, the value of the semi-sage soldier is too high, and Xue Feichen is afraid that he would have been tempted long ago!"

"Although Xue Feichen is not as stunning as the Son of the Tyrant Spear, but it is also much stronger than most of the Sons. If the two of them deal with Di Shitian in an external cooperation, I am afraid that Di Shitian may not be able to follow! "

  ……

  Everyone recognized the origin of the white-clothed youth, and most people felt that this battle might not be over.

Xuanxin glanced at Xue Feichen indifferently, and said coldly, "Where were you when he was about to kill me?"

Xue Feichen had a smile on his face, and his voice was as clear as a jade murmur: "Family Daoist did not show the corresponding strength just now, I naturally never noticed Friends. Now, the strength of Daoist friends has been recognized by me. It’s also a pride of the world. I don’t want to see the two hurt their peace, so I am here to be a peacemaker, hoping that the two can turn their fighting into jade."

  Xue Feichen's words were indifferent, but she had a sense of superiority.

   "What are you? Why do I need your approval?" Xuan Xin retorted coldly, without showing any face to Xue Feichen.

  This guy didn't show up just now, but he showed up when he saw the son of Tyrant Spear in a bad situation. Xuan Xin was really not accustomed to him with this kind of stuff!

  Xue Feichen’s expression turned gloomy for an instant, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she sneered: "Fellow Daoist, is this not giving me face?"

  Xuanxin responded domineeringly: “The face is given by others, and you lose your face. Don’t be shameless! If you make the wrong choice, you lose more than just your face!”

  "The Daoist is too arrogant! Today I will let the Daoist increase his memory!"

  Xue Feichen drank coldly, stepped on the void, and snow flew all over the sky, and every snowflake was shining brightly, like a sharp blade, shrouded toward the profound heart overwhelmingly.

   And his own figure disappeared into the void, merged into the snowflakes, and no one could detect where he was.

  Xuan Xin was controlling the Zhentian Clock to deal with the Son of Tyrant Spear. Xue Feichen saw this and took the initiative to attack Xuan Xin, wanting to catch Xuan Xin by surprise.

   "Om!"

Suddenly, six plausible worlds appeared around Xuan Xin's body, with different auras, some with celestial auras, some with ghosts, some with red dust, etc., instantly enveloping the surrounding heavy snow. The six worlds quickly transformed into each other and evolved.

Reincarnation!

  With the evolution of the six reincarnations, the world of snowflakes fluttered into pieces between heaven and earth.

  At the same time, Xue Feichen also revealed his figure, dozens of feet away from the left side of Xuanxin.

  Xue Feichen broke into the celestial world. Inside, the fairy palace was ethereal, the avenues mingled together, the sun was brilliant, peaceful and peaceful, like a sacred pure land, which made people unconsciously lost in it.

   "Illusory world, dare you to show your ugliness? See me breaking your illusion!"

  Xue Feichen hummed coldly, and a snowflake-shaped six-bladed snow wheel burst out of his brows, tearing the void, trying to get out of this world.

But then, the world around Xue Feichen turned into a ghostly purgatory world. He was still in the world of six reincarnations. The attack of the six-blade snow wheel was silently wiped out, and the spirit and spirit were all destroyed by that. The weird power of reincarnation in the world wiped out part forever.

   Xue Feichen felt awe-inspiring, this magical power was even more difficult than he thought!

  Fell into the six reincarnations, unless you have great perseverance, great wisdom and great mana, it is difficult to get out of it.

  Xue Feichen wanted to take the opportunity to pick up the bargain, but was trapped in the six reincarnations for the first time. It was very difficult for him to get out, let alone save people.

   "The Gunslinger Kill the Sky!"

The Son of the Tyrant spear roared, and every acupuncture hole in his body seemed to be awakened by a god. Taking advantage of the opportunity when Xue Feichen was holding the Xuanxin, he urged the Sky-Splitting Spear with all his strength, and the killing aura surged like a planetary explosion. Tear pieces to destroy Zhong Bo, wanting to rush out of Zhong Bo's sea.

   "Clang clang clang......"

  However, the ringing of the bell is constantly ringing, and the rhythm of the ringing is even faster.

  Xuanxin’s divine power seemed to be endless, even if he was distracted to deal with Xue Feichen, it would not delay him from dealing with the son of the gun, and he was not tired at all, and forced the son of the gun back.

  Everyone was stunned at the sight, and their minds were overwhelmingly shocked.

   "The bell is ringing a hundred times, even if it is a world-famous evildoer can't do it..." Someone uttered it like a dream, feeling like a dream.

  The son of the tyrant spear was forced back, and he had a deeper understanding of the strength of Xuanxin, and the divine power in his body had already felt a sense of lack of success, and realized that if he procrastinated, he would consume himself here sooner or later!

A decisive look flashed in the eyes of Saint Son of the Tyrant Spear, and he yelled up to the sky and said angrily: "The Tyrant Spear!"

With the roar of the tyrant spear son, a dazzling sharp spear burst out of his eyebrows. It was a sharp spear that was completely condensed from his spirit, ignoring the surrounding Zhongbo and traveling through the void. , Rushed to Xuanxin's forehead.

  At this moment, the son of Tyrant Spear temporarily abandoned his physical body, turned the spirit into a spear, and used the power of the spirit to its extreme, and wanted to kill the spirit of Xuanxin.

  As long as he can destroy or suppress Xuanxin’s spirit before his body is completely destroyed, he can carry out a desperate counter-kill against Xuanxin!

  At this moment, a dramatic scene appeared.

   "Boom!"

  At this moment, the nearby cliff with the immortal fist imprinted on it was finally overwhelmed and collapsed in a billowing bell.

   Immediately afterwards, a divine fist condensed by pure will bombarded in the void, exuding a fist of terror that shattered the world, and bombarded the sharp spear made by the **** of the tyrant spear.

  The spirit of the Son of the Tyrant Spear collapsed silently in the void, without even making a scream, and was completely crushed by that vast fist.

   "Boom!"

The vast fist blasted into the void without stopping, blasting the entire void into a deep and endless black hole of horror. Zhong Boeing's sea collapsed, and the body of the Lord Spearman was torn apart, and the darkness of the void was dark. The cracks spread to the distance, and the terrifying Grand Canyon cracked on the ground, shocking.

  Seeing this ruining scene, everyone in the distance was shocked, and immediately there was an uproar.

   "The Son of the Gunner is dead?"

   "Sage Son Tyrant Spear shouldn't have died. As soon as his soul ran into that terrifying fist when he abandoned his body, he was too frustrated to die!"

"That fist is too horrible, it is definitely left by the saint! If the tyrant spear persists for a while, this fist will help him plan to clock Binghai, with his strength, it is very likely to be in the fist. Flee before! It's a pity, everything is a coincidence!"

   "Time is also fate, I can only say that the luck of the Lord Spear Son is too bad!"

  "Sage Son Tyrant Spear would never expect that this fist mark he enlightened would kill him!"

   "The most outstanding saint son in a thousand years has fallen, and the Holy Land of Tyrant Spear will definitely be crazy! The Xuanhuang Realm is going to change!"

  ……

  Looking at the torn apart flesh of Saint Tyrant Spear, Xuan Xin blinked silently.

  You fell down before I could help?

  (End of this chapter)