At the same time, Dou Yu roared and flew up. His body was terrifying and had many strange phenomena.

In an instant, a group of Taoist lords followed him.

The breath of birth and death is permeated, and the colorless light flows. This is a strange scene brought by the decisive battle.

Dong!

The two met,

When the two met, I don’t know how many orderly divine chains were intertwined.

Entangled together, billions of beams of light bloom, each of which can be cut.

With a scream, blood spilled.

The old Taoist's palm was bleeding, and his magic body was shaken.

clang clang clang!

Billions of sword lights bloomed, but it was a bit too dazzling.

Zhou Fan's head was full of black hair and his eyes were as cold as the ice in the north, with a biting chill.

Above his head, endless rain of light covered him.

Boom!

The aftermath collapsed and the earth was broken, and it was quickly suppressed, blocking the place and preventing the battle here from spreading further away.

"Sharp..."

The sword energy was surging and radiant, and it was full of dazzlingness, all over the sword light.

Puff```

The sword energy swept over, and the old Taoist staggered backwards, covered in blood. He covered his neck and his pupils suddenly contracted.

That sword light, as brilliant as the sun, cut off his head!

After all, the old Taoist was a powerful monk who was approaching that step. He immediately returned to his head, continued to the neck, used the magic to quickly recover to the peak.

boom!

In the void, a fist fell down, as crystal clear as jade, as bright as the morning glow, and blasted towards Zhou Fan's head.

Bang!
Chapter completed!