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No matter how much the Ming Shenzong was guarding the people, he only defended but did not attack, and exerted the power of Jian Jiu to the extreme, he could only bring heavy damage to the War God Ce, but it was far from fatal.

Later on, the Emperor Shenzong of Ming and others discovered that the crazy attack could no longer completely kill the God of War. Whether to fight or leave was all based on the God of War.

Just when everyone thought that their wish to kill War God Ce was about to fail, unexpectedly, War God Ce was shot out of true fire, but he tried his best to avenge this blood sea.

Another attack was made with tsunami, and half of the martial arts field was almost crushed to pieces by everyone.

Finally, the Purgatory Venerable of the Black Purple Lake could not hold on, and fell under the extremely ethereal Youye Palm, the palm of the War God Ce, without any corpse.

At this moment of the battle, offense and defense have completely changed, and the God of War has the upper hand with one against four.

And as the battle continued, War God Ce firmly believed that the final victory would definitely belong to him.

Nothing else, but only for your own infinite sea, the two true evil spirits are infinite.

"Amitabha, fight against the donor, and at this moment, you and I will be evenly matched. What if you and I stop?"

The plump head of the Shangshan Buddha was covered with sweat, and his wide palms were rippling out. The ripples seemed spiritual. No matter how mysterious the God of War Ce's Youye Palm was, they could always be blocked by the ripples.

The price paid is that fine sweat regenerates on the fat head of the Supreme Good Buddha who has not dried after taking a bath.

"Just, kill my three confidants, and leave more than twenty marks on me, so I'll stop here? Bald, let's dream!"

The war god Ce shouted coldly. His back was trembling like a dragon, and his left palm was like a mountain of Tai, and he pushed fiercely. The dense air wall instantly followed the dead air wall, firmly blocking the attacks from all directions.

The right palm is as gentle as waves as cotton, like a soft and boneless cavernosum, wandering in the air. Without wandering once, a wave of energy pops up, and dozens of waves of energy surge.

The defense line of the Ming Shenzong and others began to collapse completely, and countless dark palm shadows fell over the sky and disappeared. They reunited, died, and reunited again.

The palm shadow completely crushed the ripples of the Supreme Buddha, formed a huge handprint in the air, and pressed it violently.

The exhausted Ming Shenzong closed his eyes and waited for death. The soaked Buddha of Shangshan fell to the ground. Mr. Su had already been stumbled on the ground, his eyes were as bloody.

Song Tingshu, who was breathing in a lingering position, suddenly swelled up and shouted, "Wuliang Wuji!"

The whole body was broken, and the body, which was like a white-skinned body, was covered with thick blue veins, and was surrounded by both palms. A thick balloon suddenly emerged from the chest, and as the palms rubbed, the balloon suddenly exploded.

The balloon exploded, and the huge dark palm shadow immediately shattered. The exhausted Song Tingshu was no longer able to operate this huge aura. The explosive aura was blown out of the air, and the direction of the God of War was in the direction of the God of War.

The war god Ce smiled coldly, grabbed Song Tingshu's body, shouted violently, and pulled Song Tingshu's body, which was almost copper-shaped and iron-bone, into two halves.

Then, his big feet suddenly stepped on Song Tingshu's head, which was so painful that it was almost wrinkled into a rag. With a click, the watermelon shattered, red and white, shattered all over the floor.

With a casual slap, a deep pit appeared on the hard rock, and Xu Yi, who was buried halfway through, jumped out of the body.

In the battle in the distance, when he saw Song Tingshu being captured, he couldn't help but take action.

He didn't feel sorry for Song Tingshu in the hands of the God of War, but for the two million gold coins.

Just as the God of War Ce teared up Song Tingshu, Xu Yi finally bounced out, and the two million gold wings of the Wind God activated at full speed, and his body was like a flowing wind.

In a blink of an eye, he crossed a hundred feet, and at this moment, a sudden change arose.

With a loud bang, the entire Dragon Head Peak was shaken. The Seven Evil Soul Monument, which had always emitted a monster sound, caused the battle between the powerful Qihai to break out of the mountain that had been entrenched for hundreds of years, slid into the air, like a black fire burning the sky.

Xu Yi, who was lying in the air, quickly retreated and stared at the Seven Evil Soul Monument leaving the sky, and was shocked to the extreme.

Marquis Anqing said it well, and the ban was really broken.

At the same time, another continent, separated by countless starry sky, is brilliant in the galaxy, and the blood moon patrolls the sky.

On a dark and bottomless canyon, countless monsters were lying on both sides of the canyon, desperately activating the demon essence.

Even the soul-sensing power of War God Ce at this level must have been so shocked that he was speechless.

On both sides of the dark canyon, the endless ridge lines are filled with all kinds of monsters.

The toad like a tiger, the wild wolf like a giant elephant, the two-headed snake like a hill, and no matter which one is emitting abundant demon essence, this kind of movement is clearly at least capable of only those above the late stage of Kaizhi.

The sharp, rough, or weird human words all over the mountains are the most thrilling.

This is clearly a skill that only a great monster in the Tongyu period has.

Even if we gather Dayue and even the five surrounding countries around Dayue, we may not be able to find a great monster from Tongyu period.

On the top of Cuifeng Mountain next to the canyon, a pretty maid in white jumped over and crossed a thousand feet to the top of the mountain. She walked closer and knelt at the feet of a beautiful man in white. "You know the Star Lord, the starry sky tunnel has been built, and the genus of thousands of demons is gathering. Just wait for the galaxy to open, and you can search for the young master's breath."

The beautiful man in white did not comment, stared at the light curtain in the middle of the dark canyon, and murmured, "The galaxy is so open and the breath is so easy to find. However, the space is changing, and I have no confidence in my cultivation, so I can transport Mo'er to this world."

The pretty maid in white clothes said, "The young master's two golden feathers protecting his life have been destroyed, which shows that the world is no longer safe. It is urgent to search for the young master's breath."

The beautiful man in white nodded slightly and stopped talking.

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The Seven Evil Soul Monument dragged black flames for half a day. Suddenly, a gap suddenly broke out in the clear sky and in the middle of the day, the gap expanded and a galaxy appeared. The dazzling galaxy suddenly shot out a dazzling column of light, hitting the Seven Evil Soul Monument.

With a loud bang, the Seven Evil Soul Monument exploded into the air, turning into countless black flames, and flew everywhere.

The Seven Evil Soul Monument exploded and the Galaxy suddenly closed, leaving only a narrow gap, which looked like God's eyelids.

The Seven Evil Soul Monument had just exploded, and the Dragon Head Peak suddenly began to shake violently.

boom!

The 100,000-silver-white mountain in front of Longshou Peak began to collapse, as if the earth had cracked at this moment.

The surging momentum made Xu Yi dumbfounded. He even doubted what scene he had in the realm of birth and death and moved here.

The collapse of the mountains inevitably affected Longshan Peak. The wide platform of the martial arts field fell first, and then it was a tragic collapse like an avalanche.

The dozens of remaining candidates who had been exhausted from killing had completely lost the strength to move, and along with the thousands of rocks, they were buried in the pile of dust.
Chapter completed!