Boom! Boom!

The empty sky was humming. It could not hold up the majesty of heaven, nor the power of Taigong. Before the war began, there were visions of destruction and crisscross.

Tianzun's eyes are bright and his fighting spirit is quite high. I've heard of Jiang Taigong for a long time, and I'll see you for the first time. It's going to take a fight. The other side only talks about his soul, but he doesn't enter into his eyes. Even if he comes, he dares to fight.

What he was afraid of was that the whip in Taigong's hand was the murder weapon. It was a genuine artifact. If he was whipped, it would be very sour.

Back!

At the bottom, the heavenly generals and the allies of sanxianjie retreated together. Once they retreated, they gave up tens of thousands of feet, but they didn't want to be destroyed.

War!

As soon as the emperor of Shura drank the sonorous sound, he broke the sky one step at a time, held the magic knife in his hand, and cut off the blade awn of ten thousand Zhang.

Hum!

Jiang Taigong also moved. With a whip, he smashed the ten thousand Zhang sword awn, and even Tianzun was shaken back. It was not because he was strong. It was the emperor's tool that was too overbearing. He was only the soul of Taoism, and he could not play out the power of the imperial instrument. If the emperor still exerted it, he would really destroy the heaven and earth.

"Good." The emperor of Shura laughed. He settled down and rushed forward. The sword was integrated into his body. He attacked with his bare hands and covered the sky with one hand.

Taigong's action was still simple. He only gently waved his whip to kill the palm print, and then his fist shadow was crushed to ashes.

The more fierce the Vietnam War.

He used great magic power to sacrifice a sea of thunder. The sky was rolling and the earth was destroyed all the way. The emptiness collapsed and swallowed Jiang Taigong.

The next moment, Jiang Taigong broke through the sea and came out with a whip the next day.

The emperor was urinating. He did not retreat but advanced. He had no weapons or weapons in his hands. He even beat the whip with his bare hands.

Boom!

When the whip collided with his fist, he suddenly saw a black halo, which spread across the eight wastelands. In the places where he passed, there were towering mountains, which were cut off by the waist and standing in the void. I don't know how many of them have fallen into the sky. What's more, they are still falling to the earth, and their bodies are collapsing, leaving only yuan Shen.

It doesn't matter if you go to the theater. You can't be so close. You can't be so distracted.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The roar was thundering in the sky.

Xiuluo Tianzun and Taigong Dao soul fight to the ethereal nothingness.

On the one hand, Tianzun holds up a vision, which is a big world of demons. The mountains, rivers, plants and trees in it are all shining with magic light, melting into the devil nature and evolving into the supreme principle. He stands among them like a great demon, with great momentum.

On the one hand, Taigong also has a vision of evolution. He is an eternal pure land, and there are mountains and rivers, interwoven with Dao Yun and holding more imperial power. In addition, a series of mysterious roads are interwoven, accompanied by the sound of the heaven. He is like an ethereal fairy king, overlooking the world of the world.

Two people fight, two big circles collide and collapse frequently, and no one can do anything about it.

Tianzun was very powerful. He broke into the eternal pure land. All his hands were covered by the immortal method. His bare hands were made of hard steel, and he dominated the heaven and the Jedi. He once oppressed Jiang Taigong.

Jiang Taigong was not covered. Although he was a Taoist soul, he had the extremely Dao emperor's utensils. Although tianzunxian's method was strong, it was difficult to break the defense and was dissolved by the whip.

Really, a whip in the hand, can break ten thousand methods.

Poof! Poof! Poof!

In the roar, there was blood pouring down. It was like rain, which dyed the sky red and the heaven and earth red. The fighting was not so big that it had become a chaotic forbidden area. Even the immortal did not dare to step into it.

"The God in full bloom is indeed urinating." The Bull Demon King sighed. He was determined to fight with Tianzun. He would fly with one slap. He was the peak of the emperor to be, but his combat power was far from his opponent.

"My Taigong is only the soul of the Tao. If you respect your relatives, you can suppress them with one hand." On the other side, xianzun sneered. His waist was straight. Even though he was a Taoist soul, he thought that Taigong could win.

"The soul of Tao is true. There is a kind of artifact that can not be used." Kunlun Lao Dao took a glance.

"Even if you don't use artifact, you can suppress it."

"Come on, cool down, blow there."

"Fool."

"Brain damage."

Both sides of the theater are very upset that the old and the old are not serious, and the small ones are angry. If they don't win or lose in the battlefield, they must win the battle.

It is obvious that there is not enough of natural forces and heavenly generals. The big demons and demons in Sanxian world are fierce and fierce in fighting. They scold each other and their voices are clear. Most importantly, they all have a shameless spirit and are like shrews.

As a result, a great war has become a curse. There are many powerful people in the upper heaven and a lot of talents in the lower bound. All of them have collected weapons, made a lot of them, opened up a big scene and started to scold collectively.

It can be imagined that tens of thousands of people scolded each other, and the scene was so spectacular that the weak monks could hardly stand. Most of them had fainted and had to sleep for a long time.

"Tut tut."

There are also opera goers, not all of them have participated in the war, and some have not participated in the war. They are clubbing in the small hills, holding hands to see the big play.Today, it is destined to be recorded in the history books, and it is also destined to have a strong touch in the history of the Heavenly Kingdom.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The war in the void is more dynamic.

It is true that Shura Tianzun was not built. It really gained the upper hand. Taigong's eternal immortal land was destroyed. Even the Taigong's Taoist spirit and body were much thinner. The only thing that remained unchanged was that the emperor's utensils and whips were humming all the time, and the supreme emperor's power was constant.

The more fierce the battle was in Vietnam, the more the talents in sanxianjie were, the more happy they were.

Seeing the Taigong's downfall, the spirits of the generals are all covered with a layer of haze. This is a fierce fight, but Leng is suppressed by the other side.

"How strong."

On the northern city wall, looking at the great power of the war, Xiuluo Tianzun suddenly vomited such a word. There are not many people in the heaven that he is afraid of, and the Shura Tianzun is one of them. He is not an opponent of Tianzun at the same level and in the same realm.

He knows this well.

As for Jiang Taigong, he is only the soul of Tao. He does not make any judgment. If he respects his relatives and does not use the imperial instruments, Taigong is not a heavenly opponent. As for whether he can fight against Taigong, he has to fight against him.

"In the past, the ruthless people who were killed in heaven can really hold up the front door." At the top of Huashan Mountain, the Taoist priest of Diyuan laments constantly. He can see the battle between heaven and earth through the water curtain of illusory sky. If he had not stayed in the clan and had a mission, most of them would have gone to see the opera. It would be much more wonderful than watching here.

"It's also the peak of the emperor to be. We're just playing." Immortal Huang Yuan has a dry cough, so do all the elders.

It is also embarrassing to ask the real man of Huashan. The emperor to be divided into the strong and the weak. For example, Tianzun and others belong to the highest peak of the strong, which is not comparable to them.

Hum! Boom!

When I was looking at it, I saw the main peak of Huashan rocking violently than before. More gravel was falling from the top of the mountain, showing signs of collapse.

Hold on!

Many long old Qi ascended to the sky, stood in the four sides, applied great magic power, and fixed the main peak.

The real man of Huashan, however, has already entered the earth. It has been half a month since Ye Chen went in. So far, he has not come out yet. The anti imperialist Yun is becoming more and more agitated. There is really an ominous premonition that it will be a disaster if the emperor Yun loses.

Unfortunately, standing on the edge of the sea of clouds, he still can't see ye Chen. He can only see the misty clouds, melting the mysterious power, covering the sight that should be.

In the depth, ye Chen sits with his knees crossed, his whole body is shining in the dusk, and even a trace of white hair has been seen. The immortal light is continuously on the mountain, and the Qi and blood are not ordinary majestic.

In his body surface, the light of the colorful immortal was much dimmer, and the power of curse was weakening infinitely, and there was no more terrible destructive power.

"Almost, almost."

Ye chennan language, the spirit of the whole body more prosperous.

The so-called "almost" refers to Emperor Yun's integration into his blood wheel eyes, accumulating some strength, some kind of strength that can severely damage the sword of killing immortals.

The colorful fairy sword is really a great nobleman. If it were not for him, Emperor Yun would not have been so obedient in fusion. I don't know how many of them have been separated.

At a certain moment, ye Chen suddenly opened his eyes, and two bright fairies burst out, as if in essence. All the Huashan real people clubbed on the edge were knocked out, and two blood holes were punched in their bodies.

"Blood wheel curse, open."

As soon as the immortal Huashan stood firm, he heard a voice from the depths, cold and majestic, carrying anger and murder.