Exclaimed.

Ling Tian has risen.

Mu Yunqian's eyes were shocked: "Not good."

at this time.

Mu Yunqian seemed to have witnessed the tragic death of Ling Tian. Although Lin Wanyun had fallen to the ground at this time, she was not unconscious. However, her body was suppressed by a strong person, and the muscles and veins in her whole body seemed to be blocked.

The power of the Holy Lotus.

It was difficult to break away from the shackles, making it difficult for Lin Wanyun to move. At this moment, she couldn't even call out.

Not only Lin Wanyun, but probably no one else at the scene except Mu Yunqian could move under the pressure of this phantom. There were also some weak ones who had already been suppressed to the ground.

Everyone could only watch helplessly as Ling Tian burst into the air.

The body surrounded by five weapons now looked particularly tall in the eyes of everyone, like a god of salvation. Mu Yunqian followed closely behind Ling Tian, ​​and the domineering light of the green rainbow sword appeared again.

It seems that he wants to defend Ling Tian with his life.

Yun Hai and other demigods were already completely dumbfounded: "Oh my god, I didn't expect the great elder to take action himself."

"Although it is just a dharma image, the great elder's cultivation is definitely not something that can withstand this evil obstacle."

"Nine dragons are evil, they will die today."

...

Above the sky.

Xuying hummed softly: "Little evil boy, I admire your courage very much. Unfortunately, you are too weak now. In my eyes, you are as pitiable as an ant."

When snorting coldly.

Xuying raised the illusory palm again and slowly pressed it down.

Boom!

at once.

The giant palm flew down from the sky with the power of thunder. Ling Tian's figure immediately trembled. Faced with such pressure, Ling Tian felt his breath stop and his breathing felt like it was being cut off. It was as if there was a big hand stuck on his neck.

Breathing has become extravagant, but if a strong man advances, how can Ling Tian retreat? He can only fight to the death with faith, unyielding will, high in his heart, and driven by a firm will.

Ling Tian actually broke the limit again.

The powerful force, like a river flowing backward, poured into the heart in an instant, and the broken tendons were shattered into slag in the blink of an eye.

Poof!

When the tendons and veins were shattered, the violent and domineering energy waves in his body were like a surging river bursting its embankment. There was nowhere to go. In the blink of an eye, it poured into Ling Tian's body, and all his limbs and bones were surrounded by solid energy waves.

His bones felt like they were being exploded. At this moment, the King's Seven Apertures sprayed out columns of blood like hemp ropes, and no muscle in his body was clean.

Blood!

Flow throughout the body.

will!

Firm as a mountain!

Can't lose!

Can't retreat!

The people you love, the people you protect, and the people you feel ashamed of are all behind you. Failure at this time will undoubtedly completely collapse everything.

One life, ten thousand people stand.

One person dies, ten thousand people are destroyed!

Ling Tian's eyes were filled with madness again. Bloody cobwebs filled his eyes for an instant, as if a devil had descended into the world. He stared at the empty figure, raised his head and roared, and the king's voice exploded across the nine heavens.

Xuying frowned: "What a terrible willpower. The muscles and veins are broken, and he is like a useless person. How can he still have such power to resist?"

"You...are really extraordinary!"

"But it's a pity that you can't be used by me after all."

The shadow sighed softly, and shook his wrist again. Immediately, domineering power surged down, and the giant palm in the air pressed down in an instant.

Ling Tian hit the five sacred weapons with one wave of his hand and smashed them wildly.

Golden Dragon Painted Halberd!

Black Dragon Boring!

Kirin Knife!

Qingxuan Holy Sword!

Asura gun!

The power of the five hard giant palms, under the phantom palm, ascended and exploded domineeringly, the wave of terror spread out like a river, and the terrifying pressure even drove away Mu Yunqian who rushed to help!

Poof!

The god fell to the ground, blood spilled from his mouth, a cold look appeared on his face again, and there was another cold look in the depths of his eyes: "Terrible."
Chapter completed!