Archfiend

Chapter 1522

In all directions, the void oppresses and changes rapidly. Geng Jiu seems to see the reincarnation of all ages, the moon on the spring river and the tide of the blue sea.

Time seems to stop at this moment. Her face was already blurred, and the saint and palm on her head seemed to shout something, but it didn't matter any more. Her heart became quiet, and even in this battle of life and death, she showed a smile and reached out to touch the surrounding sky.

"Go!" Two thousand meters above her head, Wu Xu bit her lip and turned her head. There's no hope... How can it be possible to fight a monster of this level? Geng Jiu can only delay a little time at most. What they can do is to cherish this opportunity and rush to the top of their head.

No one objected, this monster brought too much pressure, nine streamers straight into the sky. And at the same time, they suddenly bloom under a green light.

Boom!!

The green light is like the waves, and the dreamland in all directions is broken. In the light, Geng Jiu was like a fairy in Lingbo. His clothes were flying, and a spirit of Taixu burst out from his body.

Zhangbao makes Taixu come true!

The moon wheel in the void was slightly stunned. It didn't expect that the other party could do this. It's the same state of Taixu. It doesn't want to entangle with this creature.

The smell on the top... It's so strong that I can't beat myself

"Squeak!" With a sharp sound, the rain of the yellow spring in all directions was shocked, as if time stopped, and the huge demon body of Nanhua butterfly mother rushed towards the top of her head. But at the same time, Geng Jiuyi had a big drink. Countless tree roots grew on the Changsheng sword and danced as a wild dragon to go out to sea. In a flash, it formed a huge hollow ball of vines.

Shulala... The sunset and the white clouds are flying together. The autumn water is the same as the sky and the earth. The eternal sword shines in the light and falls into the hands of a white jade. Her clothes are dancing lightly, her black hair is flying, and thousands of golden runes appear under her skin. If a relegated immortal comes.

"Want to go?" The tip of the sword points directly at the head of Nanhua butterfly mother. However, the hand holding Changsheng sword trembles slightly and blooms.

During the period of veneration, I only felt that the other side was terrible, and there was no word to describe it, that is, terrible. But when it comes to Taixu, the clear pressure comes back like a torrent of mountains and rivers, and then we know how terrible the other party is.

It is the majestic and great shore of the ocean. Even if she has reached the point of emptiness for the time being, it is hard for her to catch up with her.

greatly.

"Let's go through Ben Shi first!" She tried her best to dispel the fear in her heart with a big drink. The crane soared to the sky and rose from the clouds. In the trees, a flower bloomed, a hundred flowers bloomed, and thousands of flowers fluttered around the world. She put on a long sword in her hand: "field... All kinds of flowers!"

"Chirp!" With a clear cry, a vast typhoon suddenly blows up in the center of the ball. Qingluan's shadow rises with the wind. The wind and smoke are all clean. The rivers and mountains share the same color. The wind is rolling like a blade and the flowers are falling like a knife. Infinite shadow with the wind, three thousand light flash, become a terrible sun in the night, is also the only sun.

The green sun shines on the top of the light. With this blow, she has cut out her highest level of fear.

Wood is the wind of death, flower is the sword of extinction.

At this moment, the bright moon turned.

So calm, indifferent, without a trace of fireworks, just like watching a performance, watching this gorgeous storm of fallen leaves and flying flowers. As the storm approached, time seemed to pause for a second, and a hoarse voice came out of the void: "Jin... Se... Shadow..."

At the moment when the four words fell, all the branches and vines of the eight wild Six Harmonies collapsed at the same time and inserted into gengjiu's body like a sharp sword. Geng Jiu had an incredible look in his eyes. In the blink of an eye, Yuanshen collapsed!

Boom!!

The huge flowers on the other side are in full bloom in an instant. Just now, the rising of the green sun is like a joke, without any omen. The connection between life and death is so natural. The layers of petals stretch out, like the blue clouds over the sea, like a feather hanging from the sky. One layer after another reveals the beauty of falling flowers, which is magnificent.

"Damn it!" Wu Xu's eyes are red and his scalp is electrified. They absolutely did not expect that after a palm treasure envoy was too empty, he couldn't even take a move, so he couldn't kill him directly!

"Too strong..." Wu Xu's eyes were red. From Geng Jiu's hand to death, it seemed slow but fast, but in fact it was only five seconds, and they were only 100 meters away from zenith atlas.

I can't hear anything.

I can't see anything.

He felt that his legs didn't belong to him. He roared in his blood vessels like his aura boiling. His face was aging rapidly. That was the appearance of Shouyuan burning too much. However, only the ten meter zenith was left in my eyes.

At the same time, a loud noise, like the sky against the current, no empty hair, robes fly up, his twisted face suddenly solidified.Above his head, in the rainstorm, a bright moon gazed at him like death.

He felt like a rabbit standing in front of a prehistoric beast. The terrible pressure from all sides almost choked him.

"Ha..." he covered his chest, shrunk, as if to half kneel down. At this moment, all thoughts disappeared, leaving only fear, pure fear.

Fear with fear, worship with fear.

Are you... Dying?

He fell to his knees with a thump, but at this moment! A sharp drink, like thunder and lightning, suddenly pierced his chaotic mind.

"Rush!"“ What are you waiting to do“ Ten thousand lives, five thrones! Do you want to give it to you? "“ Don't let me down... Kill! "

The thunderbolt filled his ears. He trembled all over and his eyes were shining. Do your best, roar meaninglessly, dance as a puppet and rush to the last 100 meters.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah!"

He didn't see it. At this moment, Meng Lianhu and the three yin zuns looked up to the sky and roared, and rushed to the moon without hesitation.

Sometimes, I know I don't want to do it. Heart against the blood, but straight to the top of the head.

Do something and do nothing. This is not Xu Yangyi's patent. In the life of a monk, there are always many choices that he can't think of. Gorgeous as summer flowers, bright as autumn leaves.

"Xuxiangbao... Zhenlingfan! Open up! " Meng Lianhu's eyes are red and his voice is hoarse to attract the attention of the butterfly mother. Layers of talismans spread in the void, forming a series of runes in the colorful shock wave. More black talismans emerged from under his skin, and his spiritual power rose. In the later stage of veneration, the great circle is full, and the half step is too empty... In the early stage of too empty!

A pinch fan, face ferocious, do not dare to see, toward the eight wasteland six hard a fan!

Fan to the eyes of the moon, fan away their only chance to escape.

Boom!

The wind blows mountains and rivers!

All this, Wuxu can't see or hear at all, extreme fear, incomparable pressure, so that there is only one goal in his mind. He seemed to hear the scream below, as if he felt the explosion of aura in this space. I don't know when, his hand has touched the sky.

It's just touching the atlas.

"Ah..." a sense of soul came, he bit his teeth hard, five senses finally slowly recovered, the heart is still beating wildly, at this moment, he suddenly stopped.

"Sucking..." a voice of swallowing saliva like thunder came from behind. He held his right hand in place like an electric shock.

What about the others?

I can't feel it. There is only his aura.

There was blood in the air. He couldn't believe it. What kind of monster was it? 1.1 billion? 1.2 billion? All Zhang Bao's taixuhua can't survive for three seconds?

A feeling called despair fills the heart.

Maybe the river of life and death came to an end, time seemed to slow down, and he saw his hand again. It used to be in the prime of life, and the hands were full of muscles, but now they are full of wrinkles, black and dazzling age spots everywhere, skinny.

Brush... The breeze blows up his pale hair, his eyes are stunned, and then he smiles.

Try your best to inject the remaining spiritual power into the top of your head.

The catalogue sparkled a little, as if it was brewing and brightening up little by little. Sprinkle the wisps of brilliance.

In the light, he saw... Behind him, a huge butterfly, like a huge figure, unfolding the wings of death in the spiritual light.

"Roar!" A roar frightens the void, with food to the mouth of ecstasy. At the same time, the friars below were completely dull. All of them raised their heads and looked at... Ten other flowers in the air.

From low to high, slowly open the petals, belong to Zunsheng falling breath is very clear.

No one can survive.

"Oh..." in a dead silence, a venerable Saint closed his eyes, painfully extended his hands and fell into his hair: "Tao Zu is up..."

The last Zhangbao of the three sects alliance made his lips tremble and slightly open. He stepped back a few steps and looked at the huge monster flying in the air: "two Zhangbao envoys, Eight saints... All fell in this short 5000 meters... This is the world of great struggle? Or the abyss of death? "

Several elders of Tianjian villa stare at the sky. It's so shocking. One flower a second, ten flowers from the other side form a road to the sky, blooming with the brilliance of death. The light projected on their faces only reflected the boundless despair.Brush... Silent, shining, ten other shore flowers open together, bright light through the rainstorm, through the huangquan waterfall, but can not light the fire of hope.

With the tide of animals all around and death on top of their heads, their emotions are almost out of control.

"Little Lord... We tried our best to do what you want..." the elder closed his eyes: "what are you doing? Can you really... Take us out of the first level? "

Countless eyes are staring at the sky above their heads, praying desperately in their hearts. Above the cloud top is their last hope.

Just as the 100000 troops looked hopelessly at the sky, suddenly, everyone's pupils jumped, and a bright moon suddenly appeared in their field of vision.

No words.

Great fear taught them that words were useless.

A young or tender hand clenched the magic weapon in his hand, and the faces of men and women, stained with blood, gritted their teeth in endless terro