The law of death printed a shallow fist mark on the chest of the second corpse.

The blade of the law of space followed like a storm and hit the clone of the Taoist Lord Tongtian again.

With the sound of continuous impact, the law of chaos drowned it.

However, Lin Qin knew that this guy would not be defeated like this.

Sure enough, the next moment, a figure appeared behind the Lord Wuwei and pounded towards his vest.

At the same time, the projection of the Creation Passage Bridge also began to recover.

The rainbow bridge at Lin Qin's feet extended out again, connecting it with the half-collapsed Creation Bridge.

This bridge is the source of power for the Lord of Tongtian Dao, and it is also a way out.

Only by cutting off the retreat can the second corpse be kept.

Almost the moment the two bridges collided, he pointed to a sword and raised his hand and stabbed it out.

The sword technique of the years turned into a surging sword intent and shot. Countless sword shadows floated around, and then gathered into a line along the bridge deck and stabbed on the bridge of creation.

Only a bang was heard, the sword energy shattered, but a sword mark of the years was left on it.

In the sky, branches that were stained by the laws of darkness hung above the bridge.

The moment the sword marks of the years appeared, a piece of branches drilled straight in and began to spread around.

The dead branches, like earthworms, began to erode the projection of the Creation Bridge.

"A group of grasshoppers also want to destroy the bridge of fortune. Even if it is a projection, it is not something you can fight against."

The clone of the Taoist Lord Tongtian sneered, grabbed it and slapped it, and pressed it firmly on the back of the Taoist Lord Wuwei.

With a bang, the law exploded.

The violent aura knocked the Lord of Wuwei to the end of the Yellow Spring Road.

Dongdong!

The rattle also sounded at this time, and a space blade formed by the laws of space flew out from the damaged drum face.

As soon as it appeared, it suddenly became larger, forming a circular blade that was dozens of feet long.

Cut out across toward the waist of the clone.

The Master Wuwei who flew out raised his hands.

The ground was filled with soil and rocks, and thick tree roots broke out from the ground, tightly wrapping the clone's feet and waist, pulling them towards the bottom.

The clone's feet stepped on the road of the underworld, sinking the insteps into the ground.

Cracks spread along the feet and around them, making a crisp crackling sound.

However, he was not locked by several pieces, but walked step by step towards the child's body holding a rattle.

The child's body stood there, looking at the man with empty eye sockets.

The rattle in his hand kept swinging, making a dense thud sound.

Click!

The sound of footsteps came, and the body of the old woman who had been almost broken was approaching at this time.

The rich dead aura emanated from her body, forming black clouds, pressing down on the head of the Lord of Tongtian Dao.

"Tongtian, die for me!"

The Master Wuwei pointed the other party at the child and roared out loudly.

He reached out and pulled down the green branches that were stretched out his chest and pulled them down towards the Lord of Tongtian Dao.

The surrounding space made a sniff, and a trace was directly drawn by the green branches.

The second corpse suddenly raised his head, reached out to grab it, and pulled it hard.

The Master Wuwei was dragged over.

However, a stream of blue smoke also rose from the second corpse's palm.

A pain that penetrated into his soul came, and he subconsciously let go of his palm and took a step back.

The black cloud above his head and the space blade in front of him came to the front at the same time, flooding him again.

The Master Wuwei did not think that the other party was killed just like this, and he held the green branches and beat them again.

Although the tree of creation has completely died, these branches that have reborn from the seeds contain part of the power of the treasure of creation.

Even if the whole body is isolated by countless spaces, even the most powerful defensive magic weapon is difficult to block its attack.

Only with a bang was heard, the clone of the Lord of Tongtian was pulled back several steps, revealing his figure from the chaotic collision of laws.

"Wuwei, I didn't expect that you would hide such a method, which would save me a lot of trouble."

The clone of the Tongtian Daozhu didn't care, but instead showed a faint smile on his face and raised his hand to grab it.

A dark yellow water flow was pulled out of his body.

"Water in the Yellow Spring."

The Master Wuwei recognized him immediately and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Yes, let you witness with your own eyes how your three close relatives were buried by Huangquan."

The clone raised his hand and pointed, and the yellow spring flew out, turning into a winding river in the void, rolling towards the three corpses.

"Tongtian!"

The Master Wuwei let out an angry roar, and the green branches in his hand were thrown out again.

A series of snap sounds were made in the air, whipping on the underworld.

The water splashed everywhere, and the splashed yellow spring water turned into raindrops and fell on the three bodies and the Taoist Master Wuwei.

Immediately, black smoke rose, and a stream of pain from the soul spread throughout the body, making the Lord Wuwei unable to help but let out a muffled groan.

The movements of the three corpses were also affected, and they were stiff in place.

"Tongtian, you dare!"

When Wuwei Taoist Master saw that Huang Quan was about to sweep away the three corpses, he suppressed the pain and roared angrily.

The Huangquan Road trembled violently, and several pieces broke out of the ground, pulling three bodies into the ground.

The Huangquan almost crossed the Huangquan road, surging by, and then rolled backwards, attacking the Taoist Master Wuwei.

The Master of Wuwei waved his hands, and dead branches gathered together, weaving and overlapping each other, forming a dike that blocked him in front of him.

The yellow spring rolled and hit the embankment, and the whole world trembled violently.

The Master Wuwei continued to retreat, and the green light in his chest began to weaken under the opponent's uninterrupted attack.

"This guy can't stop it."

Lin Qin, who was still resisting the bridge of fortune, saw this and thought to himself.

He combined the strength of the other two to barely block the recovery of Tongtianqiao.

The Wuwei Taoist Lord and the insecure Daozhu are in danger. Once this person fails, it will become more difficult to deal with the clone of the Taoist Lord Tongtian.

As soon as he thought of this, Lin Qin stopped holding back.

While maintaining the rainbow bridge, a big golden lock appeared above his head.

This is the method of spiritual attack that has been realized by improving cultivation to the realm of shaping, breaking through to the eighth level of the Nine-Turning Heaven, and then composing it.

As soon as the big lock appeared, it was like the scorching sun approaching the sky.

Circles of terrifying waves spread, spreading all the chaotic laws around them, and even the laws of darkness were affected.

When the bridge of Creation is shining with golden light, it seems that the source of power has been cut off, and a brief calm has occurred.

The eighth level of the Nine-Turning Heaven-Prisoning Immortal Lock!

"Nine Turns of the Heavens" is a technique of cultivating spiritual consciousness, and it is not an exaggeration to call it the most precious method obtained in front of the emperor's corpse.

Whether it is the martial arts practiced by the Emperor Corpse himself or the Immortal Emperor's Body Decision chosen by Lin Qin.
Chapter completed!