"This is the doom of stepping into the middle and later stages of the holy master. No wonder there are so many powerful holy masters, but most of them are just like me. It's not that we can't cross the doom, but that we dare not cross the doom. This kind of doom, let alone the middle and later stages, will worry about our lives."

Bingchi God's face kept changing and his heart kept sighing.

Even if Bingchi God gave him such an opportunity, he did not dare to cross the robbery at will and step into the middle and late period of the holy statue.

Although he knew that if he crossed that step, it would be a completely new level.

But even so, Bingchi God did not have that faith.

They are not in the center of the disaster storm, but they feel completely unbearable at the edge of the disaster storm.

There was a situation where Xiao could easily disappear.

Bingchi God can't imagine.

Many masters in the early stage of the holy master dare not cross the robbery even if there is such an opportunity.

Once the opportunity is lost, the next time you want to get such an opportunity, you don't know it's monkey years and horses.

Therefore, some people lost the opportunity to cross the robbery, waited for tens of thousands of years, 100000 years, or even could not wait, and could only be trapped in the early and medium-term stage.

God Hyogo once had such an opportunity, but at that time he knew that even if he went to the robbery, he would die.

After losing the opportunity, Bingchi God hasn't got another opportunity to cross the robbery for so many years.

Bingchi God also admires people like Xiao Naihe who dare to seize this opportunity.

Bing Xueqi looked at the chaotic hole in the sky, as if the whole sky had been pierced. She couldn't help shivering and asked subconsciously, "senior, I don't know if the teacher can succeed?"

"I don't know. As far as I know, even in the Terran era, there won't be more than four masters in the middle and late period of the holy Zun. Now among all the races, there are only a dozen masters at this level. The whole immortal world should not exceed 40 or even 30."

Bingchi God shook his head. He was too strange to the existence of that realm.

Looking at the whole world of immortality, there will be no more than 40 strong people at this stage, or even less.

This is still a guess when Bingchi is fascinated. In fact, there may be fewer people at this stage.

Even Bing Chi Shen has no confidence. Yunweixue will inevitably have a trace of worry in her heart.

Boom!

At this time, the violent force of thunder fell on the border of the green leaf small world, directly penetrated and fell over the Yantian Pavilion.

Suddenly, it aroused the great array of Yantian Pavilion

Such a big array directly blocked the power of thunder.

"It is worthy of the great array displayed by the son of God. Even such abnormal thunder can be blocked." ZuLong sighed secretly.

"But it's just like this. The big array lost too much array force just now, and it needs a period of time to recover. If you take the next attack, it's estimated that the big array can't stop it."

In Bingchi, the mythical sound just fell.

In the sky, there was another muffled thunder, and thunderclouds spread all over the place, gathering together like chaos.

In an instant, it landed directly.

The terrible force of thunder, like the nine sky dragon, once again roared to Yantian Pavilion.

"Here we are."

Bing Chi's face changed greatly and he had to harden his head.

He is the only saint in Yantian Pavilion. Even if it is semi holy, it is only a dead end.

Bingchi God controlled his own power and flew up.

At the moment when Bingchi God flew up, suddenly, a huge figure appeared from the depths of Yantian Pavilion.

The giant dragon roared and went up against the force of the thunder.

"It's the head dragon soul! The head dragon corpse refined by the childe before."

ZuLong shouted.

The dragon soul has become the mountain protecting beast of Yantian Pavilion. At the most dangerous moment, the dragon soul also shot.

I didn't expect that Yantian pavilion would face such a crisis for how long it had just fallen in the immortal world, which was unexpected.

At the moment when the dragon soul was flying up, Bingchi God also felt that his pressure was reduced a lot.

After all, the predecessor of the head dragon soul is the skeleton of the head dragon ancestor. Even if there is a regenerative body, it has attenuated a lot of strength, but it still belongs to the stage of saint.

The joint soldier pool God is equivalent to the two saints. This time, the soldier pool God and the head dragon soul use their origin to form a barrier and forcibly block the power of thunder.

"Hiss, hiss!"

The force of thunder hit the barrier, and it was offset after a burst of noise.

The dragon soul of the head of the Dragon roared and retreated to the depths of Yantian Pavilion.

"What happened to the dragon soul?" Bing Xueqi was stunned.

"Just now, it directly consumed most of the anger of the dragon soul. It must go back to cultivation, or it will disappear."

The voice of Bingchi God came over.

When they heard the voice of Bingchi God, they looked up and suddenly found that Bingchi God was pale and his anger decreased sharply.

It can be felt that the source of Bingchi God's body is also very chaotic. That just now not only let the dragon soul return, but also afraid that even Bingchi God has been hurt.

Even the saint and the strong were seriously injured. It can be seen how terrible the power of thunder is.

"Master, are you all right?" Yun Weixue moved in her hand, and bottles of panacea flew out and quickly handed it to Bingchi God.

Bingchi God didn't refuse either. He swallowed all his brain, but recovered some blood color.

But the breath in the body is still very weak.

Bingchi God smiled bitterly and said, "I'm fine, but that almost killed me just now. If there's a next attack, I'm afraid I can't stop it."

But just as the mythical sound of Bingchi fell, there was another loud noise.

Hearing this loud noise, the faces of Bing Chi Shen and others changed greatly.

Even the soldier Chi Shen smiled miserably at the moment: "it seems that this is life."

"The third force of thunder!"

Looking at the power of thunder in the sky, Yun Weixue shook her head. She knew it couldn't be changed. Even Bing Chi God couldn't do it.

And now they don't have the ability to stop the thunder.

Just when they feel desperate.

Suddenly, the whole world sent out bursts of golden light.

This light seemed to surround the world, and a pure idea shrouded in the hearts of everyone.

Under this golden power, Yun Weixue and others only feel that their Taoist heart is very stable, as if it is an incomparably powerful force, attracting their own spirits.