The King of War of the World was at the forefront, and the mysterious stick spread across the sky, vibrating the world, and the gorgeous light rushed straight into the clouds and sky, with endless disasters rioting inside.

After swallowing the pure dragon blood dragon flesh of the Black Dragon and the ancient dragon in the center of the earth, the King of War of the World has greatly enhanced its combat body and strength, and its control over the Xuanshou has become stronger.

The power of one blow twisted the sky. Even if the "Divine War Shocks the Sky" in the distance, the power of this moment still shook the sky.

Rumble! The curtain of the ten-level Huangwu was torn apart, the power of the Xuan stick continued to subside, crushing the void, and the craze of disaster was overwhelming, as if a collapsed world was pressing against the top ten Huangwu below.

The people inside died and cried endlessly; the mountains and rivers collapsed, and the magma flowed across the rivers; the scorching sun was stained with blood, and the starry sky was deserted! The terrible momentum and the cover of disasters all enveloped the ten Huangwus, which not only brought the invasion of destruction, but also stimulated their soul consciousness.

Xiao Bufan, Yuan Yulong, Lingxiao Lord, Li Jinhua, Dai Luosheng, and the Red Golden Bear Emperor rushed in succession, all of which released the strongest power, firmly grasping the opportunity for the surprise attack, their eyes were red and their faces were ferocious.

This blow cannot kill a few, and they will all fall into a passive position.

The Huangwumen in the sky all sacrificed their most powerful magic weapons. In the sky, the strong light flashed and the brilliance was shining.

They were all bright and released the Qianyuan Heavenly Classic. The aura they shook was very terrifying, but after all, they were a little hasty and were defeated in a blink of an eye.

Especially the impact of the breath of disaster stimulates the soul and destroys flesh and blood.

The King of War of the World locked two of them, swept the mysterious stick and the disaster frenzy was endless. This was a kind of power to destroy everything, and it was even more a torment for the soul.

When the two of them noticed the crisis, they immediately activated the holy sword in their hands and fired a sword rain all over the sky. It was crystal clear, like a star mark, extremely sharp and powerful.

But all the sword rains could not withstand the critical strike of the Xuanshu. The King of War in the World was extremely powerful. The terrifying disaster area directly enveloped them, as if a god was controlling the people and launching a critical strike against them.

The Lord of Lingxiao attacked the sky, locked onto an ancestor at the peak of Huangwu, and launched a fierce attack directly, attacking the sky with wings. The endless holy light shone through the sky, and the holy sword spread across the sky, as if an earthquake occurred, and the desert below was shaking.

The powerful man in the sky shook away the influence of disaster on his consciousness, and roared violently, with his arms like dragons and strong, and he directly attacked the Holy Sword.

Crack, it seemed as if thunder fell into the sky, the holy sword shattered, and the powerful man in the sky was as powerful as thunder, and he directly rushed to the Lord Lingxiao to smash him.

But suddenly, he was alert to a crisis, which seemed to be too easy. The king of Lingxiao was at the peak of Huangwu.

At this moment, nine figures suddenly appeared in the boiling holy light in the sky, all of which were the Lord Lingxiao, flying rapidly, and their wings were as fast as lightning, and all of them rushed towards the powerful people in the sky.

The strong man in the sky was shocked but not confused, and fought back with a fierce attack, opening his mouth and spewing out a killing power, like a river turning over, or like the earth shattering, with a critical strike with no difference in momentum.

However, all nine figures were shattered, and the power of self-destruction overlapped together, forming an immeasurable huge riot. From a distance, it looked like a holy mountain collapsed, with light surging tens of thousands of meters.

The ancestor of the sky seemed to be submerged in a terrifying furnace. These holy lights not only had unparalleled penetration power, but also had extremely high temperatures, as if they could refine everything.

He didn't expect that the birdman from the little heaven would have such power. He immediately activated the cauldron controlled by his hand to awaken it with blood and attack the sky, shattering the light curtain.

"The old thief in the sky, die!"

The voice of the Lord Lingxiao Kingdom was like the sound of the Nine Heavens, endlessly echoing in all directions.

"You deserve it if you judge me to live or die?"

The old man suddenly lifted the cauldron, and a chaotic aura soared into the sky, colorful, surrounded by the Dao pattern seals, and the momentum caused terror, and it wanted to completely annihilate this light feather realm.

"Don't underestimate my Lingxiao Heavenly Kingdom."

The light feathers in the sky did not dissipate, but instead surged violently, so strong that they drowned the ancestor of the sky, sealed the direction and isolated the spiritual consciousness, as if they had fallen into the pile of feathers.

In an instant, a sharp aura suddenly appeared in front of the Ancestor of the Sky, a thick sword light tearing apart everything.

The ancestor of Tianmu was shocked to the crisis and immediately rose up and forced himself to avoid it. However, the dense light feathers became more and more dense, not only separating everything, but also began to swallow energy. The light of the cauldron was dimming, and the energy in his body was dissipating.

"Damn it!"

The ancestor of Tianmu felt humiliated. His descendant of Tianmu, the previous generation elder, was entangled by a small lord of the heavenly kingdom. He stimulated his bloodline and slapped the big cauldron in front of him to release stronger energy.

"cut!!"

A sharp shout started in all directions, and the sword light appeared again, more sharp and more rapid than before. The tide of light feathers split out, like a waterfall, thousands of trajectories, and a vast area.

The face of the ancestor of Tianmu changed slightly. The previous move was just a sword, and the next move was thousands of swords. The attack changed too suddenly, and the sword blade was extremely sharp, and the cut cold air was felt at the neck, as if a breath of death was filled.

At this moment, he really felt the threat and had no choice but to face it forcibly.

The power of his bloodline was boiling, and it was like a giant dragon rising up, surrounding the cauldron and hitting head-on.

The cauldron is an extraordinary holy weapon, passed down for tens of thousands of years and is extremely powerful. With his critical strike, blood light rose up in the sky, as if a volcano erupted, but it was not magma, but terrifying blood.

Boom!! The light feathers in the sky were dyed red, and they were dazzling, as if an ancient evil spirit had awakened to destroy everything.

A waterfall-like sword rain came, and a blood tide of critical strikes were thrust. At the same time, hundreds of millions of light feathers burst out with a deafening clanging sound, as if they turned into sharp swords, and at the same time, a critical strike gathered towards the middle.

A moment later, the Guangyu realm, which was 20 or 30 miles across, exploded in an all-round way, and the blood was boundless. Guangyu flew away, and the violent momentum even hit other battle circles. However, the Lord Lingxiao was not seriously injured, but the ancestor Tianmu was covered in blood and was covered in slit injuries. Some of the wounds were even penetrated by Guangyu's blood holes.

"Old thief, how does it taste!"

The Lord Lingxiao shouted, holding a burning holy sword in his hand. This is the inherited holy weapon of the Lingxiao Heavenly Kingdom and the reliance for their Holy Wings clan to firmly control the position of the king.

It is extremely powerful, surpassing ordinary holy tools, and has accompanied hundreds of generations of kings.

"Little Heaven, looking for death!"

The ancestor of the sky was so angry that he was angry and attacked the cauldron with his blood, energy, and soul.

The cauldron burst out loud and shook the sky, terrifying power, as if it could tear apart a human soul and crush the people.

The cauldron expanded violently, as big as Tianyue, suppressed the king of Lingxiao, and its overwhelming power seemed unstoppable.

The Lord Lingxiao looked solemn. These descendants of the sky were indeed extraordinary. He had the advantage of the surprise attack and could not suppress it.

But since he met, he had no intention of retreating and roared and killed him.

In fact, not only did the raid of the Lord Lingxiao Kingdom fail, but the breakthroughs of Li Jinhua, Dai Luosheng and Red Golden Bear Emperor are also very embarrassing. It is not that they are not strong enough and have rich experience, but that the strength of the elders of Tianmu and even the guardian of the holy beasts is too terrible. The strong counterattack combined with bloodline advantages and amazing weapons quickly reverse the situation and even counterattack against them.

Fortunately, the three peak Huangwu King, Xiao Bufan and Yuan Yulong, were quite successful in their offensives. With their violent momentum, they strongly killed or severely damaged their opponents and began to pounce on other powerful people.

However... the battle here was about to fall into a melee, and a large-scale vortex suddenly appeared in the distance. The golden light was surging, the chariots were rumbling, and the five Huangwu killers from the Sun God Palace rushed out of the void.

But as soon as they appeared, they were furiously moved backwards by the amazing immortal martial energy in the distance, looking at the god-like void in disbelief.

"Don't be stunned! Capture those Huangwus alive!"
Chapter completed!