Chapter 2982

All the friars were sure that although they still didn't see Xu Ziyan and Yanshan spirit, the roar from the trench proved that Xu Ziyan and Yanshan spirit were fighting with the woman in white shirt. Looking at the momentum, Xu Ziyan and Yanshan spirit didn't seem to fall behind.

Immortal Lord, Demon Lord, Demon Lord and Kuitun are more urgent in their hearts. Looking at this, maybe Xu Ziyan and Yanshan spirit will find the treasure soon. If the treasure falls into the hands of Xu Ziyan or Yanshan spirit, they will never have a chance again.

Although their monks have been promoted, and the cultivation of immortal master, demon master and Kuitun has reached the early stage of the Ninth level of the holy level, they don't think they can snatch treasures from Xu Ziyan, the peak of the seventh level of the holy level, and Yanshan soul, the peak of the eighth level of the holy level.

Even if the four of them join hands, they may not be the enemy of Xu Ziyan and Yanshan spirit!

So they need to solve the siege of their bones as soon as possible and catch up with Yanshan spirit and Xu Ziyan. Only when the treasure has not been collected by both of them can they have a chance.

At this time, Xu Ziyan and Yan Shanhun were not as good as those monks outside the trench imagined. After a blow with the woman in white shirt, they flew down the trench like meteors.

The two of them found that the deeper they dived into the trench, the stronger the woman in white was. Xu Ziyan and Yan Shanhun have oozed blood from the corners of their mouths, and then the power of each other's attack is faster to dive towards the deep trench.

The woman in the white shirt is closely behind the two men, and the powerful attack attacks Xu Ziyan and Yan Shanhun.

At this time, Xu Ziyan and Yanshan soul had no room to dodge. They could only fight back while drilling deep into the trench. The huge trench appeared cracks in the collision of the three great monks, and finally fell off.

The attack from the woman in white shirt behind is more and more intensive, and the power is higher and higher, and each attack has the power of the later peak of the Ninth level of Saint level. Even if Xu Ziyan and Yanshan soul are really hit by the body, they can't stand it.

However, Xu Ziyan and Yan Shanhun dare not stop completely and fight with each other wholeheartedly. There will only be one ending.

That's falling.

In this trench, women in white clothes occupy an absolute advantage. So Xu Ziyan and Yan Shanhun must find the connection between each other and the trench, so that there is a possibility of turning over.

"Boom boom..."

The attack of the woman in white shirt is concentrated towards the soul of Yanshan and Xu Ziyan. One wave is not even, and another wave rises again.

Xu Ziyan and Yan Shanhun had given up the attack, just passive defense, and then by the power of each other's bombardment, they quickly drilled to the deep of the trench.

"Poop, poop..."

Xu Ziyan and the soul of Yanshan spewed blood at the same time, but there was no pause in their body shape.

"Boom..."

A large cliff collapses, and Xu Ziyan and Yan Shanhun's bodies disappear among the rubble.

"Boom..."

The white dress woman empties the gravel with one blow, and then sees Xu Ziyan and Yan Shanhun's bodies are diving rapidly, and their backs are bleeding.

At this time, Xu Ziyan and Yan Shanhun's back had more than ten openings, some of which were deep bone visible. Two people instantly swallowed a lot of elixir, forced to endure the pain of the body and continued to dive.

"Whoosh..."

Xu Ziyan and Yan Shanhun dive to the bottom of the trench and see that there are many layers of broken bones at the bottom. There is no doubt that these broken bones are the bones of hundreds of families. I don't know how many hundreds of friars were buried in this trench.

"Ahead!"

Xu Ziyan and the soul of Yanshan almost jumped at the same time, and their bodies were close to the broken bones, flying towards the front.

"Boom boom..."

There was a barrage of attacks from behind. At this time, Xu Ziyan and Yanshan soul's eyes are bright. They saw the light in front, only a few breath time, Xu Ziyan and Yanshan soul came to the light, it is a huge pool.

Good!

At this time, Xu Ziyan and Yan Shanhun feel like a pool, because their color is different from the color of the sea water in the trench, just like there is a pool in the trench.

Xu Ziyan's vision is a condensation, which is eleven colors, representing eleven kinds of energy, but these eleven kinds of energy have not been fully integrated, but also distinct. But it's also powerful.

That is the purest attribute energy, and there is a kind of soul power floating in that energy.

No!

It's not soul power, it's a will. It is the will of hundreds of millions of friars.

Xu Ziyan understood that it was precisely because the woman in white shirt used to be a member of a hundred families, a member of the monks who fought against chaotic beasts and extraterritorial demons here, and protected the fairyland. This won her resonance with these wills here, and it was this resonance that enabled the woman in white shirt to control part of the sea. Because these 11 kinds of pure energy have really integrated into this sea area, they have to leave their will after death to integrate this sea area and guard the fairyland behind.And the pool of eleven kinds of light is the pool of the purest elements in the body after the death of hundreds of millions of monks. It has become the source of strength in this sea area.

"Ziyan, you go!"

Yanshan spirit spirit sense sound, Xu Ziyan's body does not stop to rush to the pool. If she can absorb the energy of the pool, not to mention whether she can cut off the connection between the woman in white shirt and the pool, her cultivation will definitely advance by leaps and bounds. On the one hand, this time is not allowed. On the other hand, she also knows that Yanshan spirit has been suppressing monks. If Yanshan spirit absorbs the energy here, it may not be able to suppress cultivation, and the end may turn into a stone.

Yanshan soul rushed to the white shirt woman, he wanted to fight for time for Xu Ziyan.

Xu Ziyan's figure quickly approached the pool with eleven kinds of attribute light. Suddenly, the pool boiling up, condensed into a huge fist toward Xu Ziyan bombardment.

Xu Ziyan caught unprepared, boom, Xu Ziyan was blasted out. On the other side, there was a roar, and the body of Yanshan soul was blasted into the broken bones.

"Bang!"

Yanshan soul's body shape rushed out from the broken bones, covered with blood. On the other side, Xu Ziyan also stopped bleeding. The two people gathered together and stood side by side, with a dignified color in their eyes.

The white dress woman's body shape slowly landed on the pool, but did not enter the pool, just floating on the pool.

"Two younger generation can find here, but this is where you fall."

A wave of divine consciousness came to Xu Ziyan and the soul of Yanshan. Xu Ziyan and the soul of Yanshan are awe inspiring in their hearts, and their Taixu sword and peerless hegemony are tight.

"Now that you have found it here, let's see the power of the will of the hundred ethnic groups!"

The white dress woman's divine sense fluctuated and spread: "will of all nationalities, will you help me to kill the enemy?"

"Yes!"

The huge fluctuation of divine consciousness came from the will of the hundred ethnic groups in the pool, which made Xu Ziyan and Yanshan spirit step back.

In the vision of Xu Ziyan and the soul of Yanshan, we can see the will rising from the pool, and then the will turns into a virtual shadow, hundreds of millions.

Their bodies are illusory, and their faces are very vague, but from their illusory bodies they radiate strong will and endless power.

Looking at the hundreds of millions of virtual shadows standing behind the woman in white shirt, the soul of Yanshan can still keep calm, but Xu Ziyan's eyes become moist.

These friars of all ethnic groups fell in order to protect the fairyland at the beginning, but after they died, they were still brave. They were willing to continue to protect the fairyland with the power of their souls, even if their souls were annihilated, even if their last will dissipated between heaven and earth.

The will of all nationalities!

Admirable!

"The way of immortality is remote, and the people of all nationalities are brilliant. Guarding the fairyland, the people of all nationalities are glorious. What's the joy of life and what's the pain of death..."

Hundreds of millions of people's wills make a rumbling sound, which makes the soul of Yanshan change color. The sound is direct to the soul and makes people fear.

This is noble spirit! It's a big voice!

In the face of this momentum, Xu Ziyan and Yan Shanhun, who have experienced two generations, feel the endless pressure coming on their faces and feel a little powerless in their hearts.

In this vast voice, one by one, the empty shadows pounce on the woman in the white shirt and enter the body of the woman in the white shirt. The momentum of the woman in the white shirt is constantly rising

Xu Ziyan and Yan Shanhun's face turns pale. They know that they can't resist the woman in white at this time. Originally, they are not the opponents of the woman in white. Now they have the will of hundreds of families to help. Xu Ziyan and Yan Shanhun don't know whether they can withstand each other's attack.

However, at this time, the two of them had no way out. They could not leave this sea area. If they could not kill the woman in white, all their friars would die here.

The scene on the opposite side is extremely spectacular. Hundreds of millions of virtual shadows go back to the white woman in the middle, like a huge whirlpool shrinking rapidly

In the end, there was no empty shadow, and only the woman in white was left. At this time, in the eyes of Xu Ziyan and Yan Shanhun, the figure of the woman in the white shirt has not changed, but there is a feeling that the other party is extremely tall, as if he is a mole ant in front of the woman in the white shirt.

Xu Ziyan and Yanshan soul looked at each other, cut off the fear in their hearts, and their eyes became fierce. No matter what the other party becomes, no matter what the other party carries.

They have to fight!

Fight!

A cloud floated down from the top, which was a flying leech. Xu Ziyan's heart was filled with joy and thought: "go!"

"Hum..."

The flying leeches swarmed to the white woman.

"Go away!"

The white dress woman suddenly opened her mouth and drank violently. Countless willpower surged out, and the flying leeches fell on the ground layer by layer, motionless.

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