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Even if Ming Shenzong, under the protection of everyone, only defends but does not attack, and uses the power of Jian Jiu to the extreme, it can only cause heavy damage to War God Ce, but it is far from fatal.
By the end of the battle, Ming Shenzong and others had discovered that their violent attacks could no longer completely encircle War God Ce. Whether to fight or leave all depended on God of War Ce's will.
Just when everyone thought that their wish to kill War God Ce was about to fail, unexpectedly, War God Ce was really fired, but he was desperately trying to avenge this blood feud.
There was another tsunami attack, and almost half of the martial arts arena was crushed to pieces by everyone.
Finally, the Lord of Purgatory in the Black and Purple Lake was the first to be unable to hold on, and fell under the palm of the war god Ce's extremely ethereal You Ye, leaving no trace of his body.
At this point in the battle, the offense and defense have completely changed. With one against four, the God of War has the upper hand.
And as the battle continues, War God Ce is convinced that the final victory must belong to him.
Not for anything else, just for the boundless sea of myself, the boundless and inexhaustible two energies of true evil.
"Amitabha, fight with the donor. Up to this point, we are evenly matched. How about we let it go?"
The round, fat head of the Supreme Good Buddha was covered with sweat, and his broad palm pushed out circles of ripples. The ripples seemed to have spirituality. No matter how mysterious the Night Palm of the God of War was, it could always be blocked by the ripples.
The price paid was the regeneration of fine sweat on the fat head of the Supreme Good Buddha, which had not been wiped dry after taking a bath.
"What a joke, kill my three closest confidants, leave more than twenty marks on my body, and then stop there? You bastard, you are just dreaming!"
The God of War Ce shouted coldly, his back trembled like a dragon, his left palm was like a mountain, and with a fierce push, the dense wall of air instantly connected with the wall of air that had just disappeared. &1;&;Firmly block attacks from all directions.
The right palm is as gentle as waves, like cotton, like a soft boneless sponge, wandering in the air, never wandering once. Then a wave of energy arose, and dozens of energy waves surged up.
The defense line of Ming Shenzong and others began to completely collapse, and countless dark palm shadows fell overwhelmingly and died. Reunite, die again, reunite again.
The palm shadow completely shattered the ripples of Shanshan Buddha, formed a huge handprint in mid-air, and pressed it violently.
The exhausted Ming Shenzong closed his eyes and waited for death. The soaked Shangshen Buddha fell to the ground. Mr. Su was already exhausted on the ground, his eyes were like blood.
Song Tingshu, who was still lingering, suddenly grew in size and shouted loudly. "Infinite and infinite!"
The clothes all over his body were in shreds, and his Bai Lianye-like body was covered with thick veins. He hugged his palms, and a thick balloon suddenly appeared in his chest. As his palms rubbed together, the balloon suddenly exploded.
The balloon exploded, and the huge dark palm shadow immediately shattered. Song Tingshu, who was exhausted, was completely unable to control the huge energy. He was stunned by the burst of energy and flew out in the air. The positive direction is the direction of God of War.
War God Ce smiled coldly, grabbed Song Tingshu's body, shouted loudly, and pulled it with both hands. Leng Leng tore Song Tingshu's body, which was almost made of copper skin and iron bones, into two halves.
Immediately, his big foot suddenly stepped on Song Tingshu's head, which was so painful that it was almost wrinkled into a rag. With a click, the watermelon broke into pieces, turning red and white. Shattered all over the place.
With a flick of his hand, a deep pit appeared on the hard rock, and Xu Yi, half buried, jumped out.
In the distant battle, when he saw Song Tingshu being captured, he couldn't help but take action.
He felt sorry not for Song Tingshu in the hands of War God Ce, but for the two million gold coins.
At the moment when War God Ce tore Song Tingshu apart, Xu Yi finally bounced out. The two million gold Fengshen Wings were fully activated, and his body was like the flowing wind. &1;&;
In an instant, he crossed a hundred feet, and at this moment, a sudden change occurred.
There was a loud bang, and the entire Dragon Peak was shaken. The Seven Evil Soul Monument, which was always emitting strange sounds and triggered a melee among the Qi Sea powerhouses, suddenly broke away from the mountain that had been entrenched for hundreds of years. It stabbed and flew into the air. , like black fire burning the sky.
Xu Yi, who was standing in mid-air, flew back and stared at the Seven Evil Soul Monument leaving the sky, feeling extremely shocked in his heart.
The Marquis of Anqing was right, and the restriction was really broken.
At the same time, in another continent far away from the countless starry sky, the stars were shining brightly, and the blood moon was surveying the sky.
Above a dark and bottomless canyon, countless monsters are lined up on both sides of the canyon, desperately urging the demonic energy.
Even if the soul-sensing power of War God Ce reaches this level, he will definitely be shocked and pale.
The endless ridgelines on both sides of the dark canyon are crowded with all kinds of monsters.
A tiger-like toad, a giant elephant-like wild wolf, a two-headed snake coiled into a hill, all of them are exuding abundant demonic energy. This kind of movement is clearly a skill that can only be achieved at least in the late stage of enlightenment.
And the sharp, rough, or strange human language all over the mountains and plains is the most thrilling.
This is clearly a skill that only great demons in the Tongyu stage can possess.
Even if we gather together Dai Viet and even the five neighboring countries of Dai Viet, I am afraid we will not be able to find a single great demon from the Tongyu period.
On top of the top of Cuifeng Mountain, which is adjacent to the canyon, a pretty maid in white jumps across a thousand feet to reach the top of the mountain. She takes a small step forward and kneels at the feet of a beauty in white clothes. "Star Lord, the starry sky tunnel has been built. , the essence of all monsters is gathering, and we only need to wait for the galaxy to open to search for the young master’s aura.”
The beauty in white was noncommittal, staring at the light curtain in the middle of the dark canyon, and murmured, "The stars are so open, and the breath is so easy to find, but the space is changeable. Even with my cultivation, I am not sure that I can turn Mo'er Transport it to this realm.&1;&;”
The pretty maid in white said, "The young master's two life-protecting golden feathers have been destroyed, which shows that the world is no longer safe. Searching for the young master's aura is a top priority."
The beauty in white nodded slightly and said nothing.
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The Seven Evil Soul Monument dragged the black flames up into the sky for a long time. Suddenly, the sky was clear and blank, and a gap suddenly opened in the sky. Then the gap expanded, and a star river appeared. The bright star river suddenly shot out a dazzling beam of light, in the middle. The Seven Evil Soul Monument.
With a loud bang, the Seven Evil Soul Monument exploded into pieces in the air, turning into countless black flames that flew in all directions.
The Seven Evil Soul Monument exploded to pieces, and the galaxy suddenly closed, leaving only a narrow gap, which looked like the eyelids of God.
The Seven Evil Soul Monument had just exploded when Dragon Peak suddenly began to shake violently.
boom!
The silver-white mountain with a hundred thousand people in front of Dragon Peak began to collapse, as if the earth was cracking at this moment.
The surging momentum made Xu Yi stunned. He even doubted which scene in the realm of life and death had moved here.
The collapse of the mountain inevitably affected Longshan Peak. The large platform of the martial arts field fell first, followed by a tragic collapse like an avalanche.
The remaining dozens of selected people, who had been killed to exhaustion, had completely lost the strength to move, and were buried together with thousands of rocks in the pile of dust.
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