Chapter 833

"Boom!" The ban on the battlefield was completely opened, and everyone was sluggish. It took only a dozen seconds to say that it was slow, but in fact, it took only a few seconds.

More and more fierce, more and more fierce, with the "boom" sound earth shaking, the boom color light column suddenly turned into a little bit of spiritual light, flying in the battlefield.

At that moment, the whole audience was dead.

Time seems to slow down, Liu Mingyang's face from lips slightly open, to eyes full of shock, and then back a few steps, covering the heart, but a second.

"Is the ban on the battlefield broken?" He looked at the source of the blood light in disbelief: "this blow... Actually broke the prison of plane will?"

But... Who won?

On Qingcheng Mountain, the three golden elites were shocked.

At the moment when the ban on the battlefield was broken, a pure white supernatural light burst up again and spread rapidly, but... This time it was more pitiful and bigger than before!

This is the will of the earth. Even the earth thinks that the dragon and tiger fight of the 18 elixirs has a great impact, and... Also thinks that its previous ban is too fragile. This time, the beam of light is spreading wildly, reaching the size of 30000 meters! And... Golden talismans appear on the pillar of light!

Recognition of plane will!

Recognition of strength.

No one spoke. The three golden elites stepped forward and looked at the center like fire.

It didn't last too long. It didn't last for a day. In just an hour, they won with this amazing blow.

But... Who is in charge of ups and downs?

The battle of the great general, which attracted great attention, decided the winner of the first all-round war in Qingcheng Mountain.

I don't know how many friars silently watched this aura storm, and even tens of thousands of miles of battlefield were silent for the grandeur of the moment. However, they didn't shock for long, because it was the next second. More than ten miraculous lights came out with a scream.

Bai Lian's heart is like ashes. In the center where they are directly hit by the shock wave for several kilometers, a figure like a star rises to the top of the mountain. There was even a sense of absurdity in him.

He had exhausted his psychic power, and could only use his psychic power reluctantly. The unique skill of pressing the bottom of the box is not in vain. They have no power to fight any more. Their meridians are as painful as cutting with a knife. However, with the best effort, all Tianjiao join hands, and they are not the opponent of each other!

His pupils had blurred, but he was biting the tip of his tongue. He doesn't want to die... He must see the moment when this non-human monster is beheaded by Yuanying Zhenjun array! After this battle, one man lost 70% of the pride of the Jin Dynasty, and he has been... Promoted to God.

The God of Qingcheng Mountain.

The God of the ancestral court of Taoism.

The God of this battlefield.

It's also a nightmare that can't be forgotten in the real martial arts world.

"I can't die..."

"I must see the picture of Zhenjun killing you before thousands of troops... I must see the look of fear in the eyes of all the bastards who worship you as God... I must see the day when you, the false god, die!"

A spirit force rushed into his elixir field. He used up his last spirit force and flew towards the array at full speed.

Su Changqing's whole body is bathed in blood, almost half in a coma, and is shocked away without any resistance. He looks at Xu Yangyi with the same blood red eyes.

This power

It's like Yuanying's coming again!

This kind of sword... Such a sharp sword... Must not appear on the battlefield!

You must report to the real martial arts world... This man is worth Yuan Ying's hand! If you don't kill Stellera chamaejasme, there will be endless trouble!

100 million is not enough! Raise him to the same level of danger as Yuanying! 300 million! 500 million! As long as you kill Stellera chamaejasme, how many spirit stones are not a problem!

As long as you die!

More than a dozen figures, as fast as streamer, do not stay half a minute. Try your best to cross the top of the black tide of Zhenwu world. No blind person can feel it. Everyone is seriously injured and in danger of falling at any time.

"Sand..." in the sea of black people, a young building base trembled and looked at the sky. His face was hot, and he reached out to wipe it unconsciously.

A drop of blood.

"Lost..." He looked at the sky in disbelief, and a sense of extreme disappointment struck his heart.

Can't win?

All Tianjiao took out the magic power of pressing the bottom of the box, and couldn't win?Can't the mountain of Stellera chamaejasme be crossed by any means?

But their desperation has just begun.

Seventeen Tianjiao, already covered with blood red, there are two or three people have no breath. Among the rest, they have no strength and no time to speak. With scars all over their body, they put down their past glory and bite their teeth so that they forget that countless people below are looking at them. They are full of shame and rush to the battle with their last spiritual power.

They don't dare to look down. They have never been so humiliated. They use their fame to achieve wolf poison. In the past, they were all powerful, and their name was the signboard. Today, this signboard has been broken in front of millions of people.

It's a fiasco. It's a fiasco.

However, once the curtain of despair is drawn, it will be like a landslide.

A cold voice rang out in the audience: "Apocalypse total eclipse."

The total eclipse of the Apocalypse under the blessing of the power of Vientiane.

A round of blood moon shines, and ten thousand blood lights roar out. More and more, more and more thick! In the end, it reached 980m!

Yuanying threshold!

In the blood moon, three figures are shining slowly.

"Boom..." the terrible murderous atmosphere is overwhelming, making everyone feel in hell. The sense of crisis, which is everywhere and can kill everything, makes the birds of heaven feel like they are in the eye of the storm.

As the red light dissipated, everyone saw the figure.

A woman figure, hanging under the osmanthus tree.

The figure of a man was biting something like a rabbit around his neck. And the man's axe, cut on the rabbit.

Chang'e, Wu Gang and Yutu are all dead.

spare none!

At the same time, Liu took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

In just one minute, he seemed to be hundreds of years old.

"Liu Xiang..." the faces of several worshippers around him were also ugly, but they could not help saying: "calm down... You..."

With the sound of "Qiang", a golden aura burst out in front of the drum.

"I want you to die!"

With a long cry, Liu Mingyang stepped on the steps, his body has turned into a golden light, straight to the center of the battlefield.

"Brush!" The moment the golden light appeared, it immediately turned into a golden dragon with a radius of several hundred meters, which was insignificant compared with the battlefield of tens of thousands of miles. However, every time he stepped out, the Dragon chanted from his side. His hair and beard were all in the air. Unexpectedly, his skin, pupils and hair turned to gold!

"An artifact to protect the country?"“ Liu Xiang! "“ Protect Liu Xiang

Liu Mingyang can't hear it. He only knows that if he can't kill Stellera chamaejasme at any cost, Qingcheng Mountain can only be piled up with corpses!

At that moment, the pillar of light collapsed, and the ten remaining elixirs fled. Liu Mingyang, armed with the national protection artifact, killed himself. It was just a short time.

Time seems to slow down. In the battlefield thousands of miles away, no one can see all this. Everyone can see the proud figure standing in the center of the light column.

Blood month unfolds, four real people scream and fall into the cloud. After the rest of them groan, their speed is faster, and even the flying aura is bloody.

Blood escape.

Like burning Shouyuan, it's a gift of monks, but the loss is too great. If you don't have to, you will never dare to use it. Burning Shouyuan and Xuedun, we can be sure that 80% of them will not be able to fight again within ten years.

Xu Yangyi looks at those auras with regret. Fighting against the stars in the dense forest also consumed all his aura. He was not qualified to pursue each other at all. He still went deep into the black sea of tens of thousands of miles.

Silence, a dead silence.

A few seconds later, I don't know who gently called out "real man Wansheng." Then, a person called, a hundred people should, less than ten minutes, the white ocean under his feet, has been excited! That kind of hot flame almost burned up the black on the opposite side! Almost all of them tried their best to shout "real man wins ten thousand!"“ Huaxia Wansheng! "

I don't know how many people look up to the sky and roar, strong and fierce. More countless refining gas, this scene printed into the eyes, engraved in the heart. Every one of them found his own goal at this moment.

Wolf poison!

In front of thousands of troops, in a form of vision 40000 meters, a move to defeat Zhenwu Tianjiao!

How majestic, how heroic!

Suddenly, a voice came from the sky again.

"The flying dragon plays with the waves, and the sea is shallow. The Mirs spread their wings and hate the sky."Xu Yangyi tried not to show his defects, raised his eyebrows: "Xiahou?"

Silence, the voice did not feel a trace of aura, this time, with emotion: "originally, I do not need to pay attention to you. Because you refused me. "

The voice is like Huang zhongdalu, shaking the world. It is clear that there is no aura, but it can make people listen to tiantiao.

All the earth friars looked at each other and didn't know what it was. At the top of Qingcheng Mountain, the three golden elites trembled and almost fell to their knees.

"This, this is!" Chaoyang Zi was sweating and his hands were shaking: "this... This terrible feeling... Obviously, I can't feel the pressure, but it makes me look like I'm being watched by the gods!"

Hua Yangzi didn't dare to say a word. His face was pale and his chest heaved like a bellows.

Except Jindan, no one can feel the prestige of Xiahou.

Others, not qualified.

"However, you let me change my mind." Xiahou's voice continued: "follow me. I give you the waist card of Xiahou's palace. With this card, you can come and go freely in 70% of Kunlun ruins."

"Lower bound, the stage is too small for you."

At the end of the day, Liu Mingyang's lips were bleeding.

Waist token of Xiahou palace

Xiahou is as strong as him. He is the anchor of the chain of seven worlds. He has three commanders, seven generals and sixteen Flying Tigers. One Xiahou can destroy one world! Now... I'm so kind to a friar in the lower world!

Is this really the famous summer marquis in the chain of seven worlds?

Is it really the summer Marquis who made the commander of Taichu army cautious