Chapter 511

Just when the yuan balloon condensed to the peak, Shen Lang's pale face became even more bloodless, and his green veins jumped up on his forehead, as if he were enduring great pain.

"No, attack."

The ice spirit fairy king was the first to find something wrong. He broke out with the power of ice spirit and took the lead in attacking Shen Lang.

"Three to one"

When the ice fairy King attacked, Shen Lang shouted angrily. His voice shook for nine days and ten places. The majestic heavy rain stopped suddenly, and the dark sky became clear again.

However, although the sky was clear, the faces of Zihua Xianwang and others did not improve with the clear sky, but became more gloomy.

When the yuan balloon in Shen Lang's hand was launched, the whole world was still.

Even Li Zong, who was fleeing toward the distance, was still there, and his face was still frozen with urgency.

Hum!!!

A deafening hum sounded, and an invisible ripple crossed the whole battlefield.

The yuan balloon seemed to cross the space and suddenly appeared in front of the three Zihua Xianwang.

In the eyes of the three people, there was fear, but there was no way. They could only watch the yuan balloon come to them.

Boom!!!

The sound of terror blew up, and the day and night cleared up, and everything dissolved inch by inch and turned into nothingness.

Both space and creatures were not spared by the explosion of Shen langyuan's balloon.

Only Shen Lang, like a God, stood in the starry sky of nothingness.

As the target of Shen Lang's attack, the three immortal kings of Zihua had no resistance at all. They dissipated inch by inch from their feet.

There was endless fear in the eyes of the three immortals, as if they had seen the devil.

But everything is over. No one can save them. They can only look at their bodies and dissipate between heaven and earth.

I don't know how much effort it took, the purple fairy king shouted at the last minute.

"ChiYan..."

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The fairyland is like an 800 mile Flame Mountain, in a palace composed of flame.

A man with a strange face and a flame mark in the center of his eyebrows sat quietly on a stone bed composed of red flaming flint.

When the purple immortal king shouted the voice, the man's closed eyes suddenly opened.

A glimmer of flame flashed in the eyes of the ChiYan Immortal Emperor. The flame mountain outside the palace, which had been burning quietly, suddenly burst into the sky.

With these flames, the temperature of the whole fairyland seemed to rise.

In the other two mysterious places of the fairyland, there are also two figures looking in the direction of the ChiYan Immortal Emperor.

"What's the matter? ChiYan mountain, why did something happen suddenly?"

A man's eyes twinkled with stars and began to meditate.

...

"Zihua."

The ChiYan Immortal Emperor whispered, and then with a slight extension of his palm, he crossed countless spaces and grabbed it towards the place where the purple fairy king was located.

Unfortunately, he was still a step slower after all. When his palm appeared, the purple fairy king didn't hold on and turned into nothingness under Shen Lang's three yuan unification.

Boom!!!

The palm caught in the void, and a terrible afterwave scattered around.

Shen Lang was hit by the afterwave, spewed out a mouthful of blood and fell from the void.

The space composite power of the gods is not weak. Although the attack of Shen Lang has turned this place into a vacuum, the power of the world has been trying to recover. Strands of space debris are combined to restore a glimmer of vitality to the dilapidated battlefield.

The sinking waves fell on the ground and the ground cracked into an endless abyss.

The whole battlefield was quiet.

At this time, there were only Li Zong, who was seriously injured, and Yan Ruyu, who had been outside the battlefield.

Even the immortal Mausoleum of Duobao Immortal King has been destroyed and no longer exists.

Li Zong looked at the palm in the sky with fear. Although his serious injury was caused by Shen Lang's attack, at this time, in his eyes, the palm was even more terrible than Shen Lang's attack.

The palm didn't save the purple fairy king. It grabbed something in the void. A weak yuan God was caught out of the void by the palm.

But the faint Yuanshen only existed for a second and dissipated between heaven and earth.

But this second is enough for that palm to do something.

The palm of your hand is gently pinched and printed, and broken fragments form a mirror.

The mirror glittered with the picture of the purple fairy king before he died.

The picture in the mirror didn't end until the king Zihua was dying.

At this time, a roar between heaven and earth sounded, "who dare to disturb time and space?"

Outside the mainland of the gods, in the eternal life hall, the passer-by held a white son in his hand. After the voice of the ChiYan fairy King sounded, the corner of his mouth bent slightly.

The fairy world has been observing the mainland war of the gods, but it has been hoodwinked by passers-by and some mysterious beings. The three fairy kings of the fairy world have been observing the illusions created by passers-by and other mysterious beings. If Zihua fairy King hadn't felt a little wrong before he died, I'm afraid it would be the end of the mainland of the gods, ChiYan Xianhuang and others can't find it.

The passer-by put down his white son and shook his head with a sigh, "Hey, there are still changes. It seems that he still has to do it."

With the sound falling, the figure of the passer-by disappeared in the main hall. Only the remaining chessboard was quietly placed there. On the chessboard, there were black and white chessboard. There was only one place without chessboard. There was a sunspot missing. If the sunspot was placed there, someone might find that the sunspot surrounded all the whites, and the whole chessboard was full of white, No one can escape.

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In the long river of time, the passers-by stood there quietly, surrounded by the long river composed of the force of time. With the passage of the long river of time, the surrounding scenes were constantly changing, in which countless worlds were broken and reorganized, and there were also the roars and screams of creatures.

With the appearance of passers-by, the river of time began to make waves again. A monk dressed as a monk walked out of the river of time.

The monk had a peaceful smile on his face. It looked like a smile to all living beings.

"Sakyamuni Buddha, here you are."

The passer-by said faintly.

Sakyamuni Buddha's peaceful face did not change at all. He smiled and said, "old friends call, why not come."

Just then, another figure came out of the long river of time.

The man was wearing a Taoist robe with stars carved all over his body, forming a vast star pattern. He wore a purple gold crown and held a sky cutting sword. He was immortal, but his face was a little cold.

"When everything is ready, there's no need for nonsense. Let's meet them."

The Taoist said directly without nonsense.

"Taoist, Buddha, heavenly"

The gathering of the three represents the strongest power in the world.