Countless small swords fell on the dark and exquisite tower, which made Song Fei feel that the huge mountains hit his heart, and suddenly spit out blood.

The dark Linglong tower emitting dark light became dim, and the whole defense was broken. Even under the protection of the dark Linglong tower, Qingtian sword sect was still seriously injured.

As for the immortals protected by him, although they will not be completely destroyed, they are also seriously injured. I'm afraid there are more than 100000 bodies lying on the ground, and more people are seriously injured.

On the mountain where xuanyuanbuke and others are located, although they also use the treasure defense, they are also seriously damaged. Although there are no dead people, everyone has suffered varying degrees of injuries.

The power of one move is as powerful as a man.

"Hahaha, you mole ants dare to resist the divine power." Wei Ding laughed. "I'll give you a good time to die obediently. If you struggle again, I have 10000 ways to make your life worse than death."

Song Fei turned back and looked at the people with concern: "how are you!"

"Suffered some minor injuries, no big deal." Jun Wan Frost said, but a thick dignified flash across his face.

Qingtian sword sect and others, except the big goat's physical injury recovered quickly, but the wounds of others were not so easy to recover. Drops of blood were set aside from the people's wounds, dropped on the ground, gathered into a blood stream and gathered at the bottom of the small pool.

Bursts of soft wails sounded in the cave, and the scene became very chaotic. The breath of weiding was like an unbearable mountain, pressing on everyone's heart and making people unable to breathe.

Xuanyuan's proud expression had already disappeared on Junlang's face, and the rest was full of dignity and anger.

The burning fire snake around Jiang Yuan has also disappeared. It has long been turned into a little spark under the magic of killing the world.

Song Fei shouted angrily, "what cards do you have that you haven't taken out yet? Do you have to die before you shoot? If there's any good magic weapon, let's drive together."

Song Fei's voice rolled up and struck everyone's heart like a giant clock. Song Fei didn't believe they had no cards, but these people didn't shed tears when they didn't see the coffin. They were still hesitating before the last minute.

Xuanyuan couldn't seem to make up his mind and took out an apricot yellow flag from the storage ring.

The small flag appeared, and the surrounding immortal Qi suddenly became restless. The powerful pressure radiated from the small flag, and the dazzling light made people can't look directly at it.

Wei Ding stared at the small flag in Xuanyuan's hand tightly and whispered, "it's impossible, it's impossible. Such a treasure, the golden fairy is not qualified to touch it. How can you hold it in your hand?"

The dazzling light shone on the whole cave. Under the light, everyone narrowed their eyes, and everyone's face was full of shocked expressions. Even Song Fei looked at the small flag strangely.

The power emanating from this magic weapon is frightening. If Xuanyuan can't hold this small flag to compete for the mountains, I'm afraid he can easily take all the ten mountains, which is an irresistible force.

Is this a golden artifact?

Soon Song Fei noticed the faces of Jiang Yuan and others. When they saw the small flag, they also flashed a thick shock.

Wei Ding's body retreated. Even with his towering strength, he seemed to be very afraid of the apricot yellow flag and didn't dare to approach too much.

"Impossible, impossible?" Wei Ding was shocked.

The apricot yellow light shone on Xuanyuan Buke's handsome face. Xuanyuan couldn't look at Wei Ding and said coldly, "evil believer, I have such a treasure in hand to kill you, but I don't want your struggle to hurt my people in the fairy world. Get back quickly and spare your life. You know, you are definitely not an opponent in front of such a treasure."

Escape? Wei Ding flashed a trace of hesitation, and then suddenly flashed a trace of fierce color on his face. He looked at Xuanyuan ferociously and said, "my body is a gift from God, my soul belongs to my God, and I am willing to give everything to God, even if it is broken."

While talking, a pale liquid suddenly appeared on weiding's face. At the moment, the volume of the liquid was ten times as large as before.

Before, just relying on a group of divine power, he defeated the people. At the moment, surrounded by the divine power, Wei Ding's strength became extremely strong. Wei Ding said with a grim smile: "come on, even if it's death, I want to see the power of the three most precious Wuji apricot yellow flag."

"Then you will be done." soon Xuanyuan could not shake the apricot yellow flag, and streamers spread in the void towards Wei Ding.

"The power of exterminating the world." Wei Ding drank. This time, the power of exterminating the world was more terrible than before, but the goal of hundreds of millions of swords was no longer everyone, but the apricot yellow streamer.

The two forces are at a stalemate, and time seems to become very slow. Everyone is staring at the battlefield and watching the battle that determines everyone's destiny.

Song Fei noticed that an imperceptible disappointment flashed on the faces of Jiang Yuan and others. Did they have no confidence in the small flag?

"Hahaha, hahaha!" Wei Ding, who had a dignified face, suddenly burst into laughter, with unspeakable ease and relief in his smile. "I'm surprised. How can the Lingbao of Wuji apricot yellow flag be in your hand? It turned out to be a fake. Should you pull the tiger skin as a flag? Look, I broke your fake, the sword of evil gods."

Song Fei saw that the expression on Xuanyuan's face soon changed and regained its dignity from the original calm.

"Wuji apricot yellow flag is a fake. I'm afraid it's terrible if it's genuine." Song Fei thought and immediately threw these thoughts out of his mind and watched them cut out.

A colorful rainbow was cut out by Song Fei and shot at the sword of evil god condensed in the void.

The sword of the evil god exudes a majestic momentum. Before the five-color Changhong's shot on the sword of the evil god, he was hanged and crushed by his overflowing power. With Song Fei's strength, he can't even interfere.

The evil spirit force was so strong that soon people saw that the streamer on the Wuji apricot yellow flag was continuously dissipated by the hanging of the evil spirit sword. Look at this drive. If you chop it a few more times, the Wuji apricot yellow flag would no longer pose a threat to Wei Ding.

"Everybody, let's do it too." Jiang Yuan whispered. He took out a small red ball, the size of a fist, which was thrown into the sky by him. It was like the sun, emitting palpitating light and heat. It was another treasure.

But the prestige of this treasure can't be compared with that Wuji apricot yellow flag, even if it's just a fake.

The rest of Hua Zixu, Tang Yu and others also took out pieces of treasures that exuded amazing authority. At this moment, no one was still in the mood to hide their cards.