Time and space have no meaning at all.

Bang!!!

With this lap, it hit.

The endless starry sky exploded.

A vast and supreme aura of the imperial Tao was surging like a vast and overwhelming atmosphere.

It's a horrible mess!

Not to mention those who watched the battle, even Pei Jun and Chen Hao Immortal Lord who had just settled down in Jiukong Mountain, were slightly moved and surprised.

"A woman with such a stunning appearance seems to be the weapon of Emperor Yu!"

"It's a pity that no matter how strong he is, he can't beat that person!"

"The peerless beauty turns into a handful of dust!"

The two spoke silently, and behind them was a quiet little girl.

The little girl looked at Zhou Fan on the endless dome. In her eyes, a jade leaf floated and rose, and it seemed that there was endless truths of fate.

Zhao Yueru punched him, and Zhou Fan sensed a huge aura that was pressing towards him.

That seemed to be the weight of an entire universe of life.

Even the Zhuxian Sword Formation, which encompasses the boundless sky, also makes a "crack" sound at this moment, and you may not be able to bear it at any time.

The powerful will contained in the fist that shocks the four poles in the universe, suppresses the heaven and earth, and sees nothing.

Zhou Fan was also moved by it.

"Bow me to death?"

Zhou Fan's eyes were faint and dark.

"The resurrection of Emperor Yu is almost the same!"

"As for you..."

Zhou Fan stretched out his hand and the Zhuxian Sword Formation that encapsulated the boundless sky suddenly closed.

It turned into a land of ten thousand acres of celebrating clouds, hanging above his head.

Among them, the four colors flow, end, end of the catastrophe, annihilation and other laws symbolizing the end floating and sinking in the clouds of celebration.

White, red, black and blue, four-colored killing swords stand in the clouds.
Chapter completed!