Chapter 3578: Shocked in white
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Soul Emperor Martial God
- Little Eight
- 1471 characters
- 2021-01-30 08:33:54
Everything is obviously ‘premeditated’ and prepared.
After Xiao Yi used the magic fire giant to blast the punch that seemed to take Ye Liu's life, in fact, it was not a fire to kill Ye Liu but to'push the flames'.
The tacit cooperation and trust of the two have already made it impossible for Shui Ninghan to stop this.
Who said that Xiao Yi must personally enter the main line to end all this?
Others can do it, and the result is the same, that's enough.
The palm of Ye Liu was not only a palm of his full strength, but also a palm of Ye Shengliu's full grasp of the explosive power of the Saint Puppet.
This palm, if there is no defense, even the Eighth Layer of the Sovereign Realm is enough to fall instantly on the spot.
Even if Bei Yin Wuwei did not die, his previous efforts would fall short because of his cultivation being broken.
His martial art realm came from the impact of the power of this one hundred and eight thousand heavenly evil formations.
Once the big formation is not fully operational, he takes the lead to withdraw from the center of the main formation, then the realm impact he made before will be wiped out, and his cultivation will fall back to the sixth layer of the sovereign.
And the large amount of spirit stone spirit energy that has been absorbed will also overflow the world.
"Master." Shui Ninghan exclaimed in horror.
Not to mention that she is still under the constraints of Senior Jian Ji, even without Senior Jian Ji, such a long distance, such a sudden change, she does not have enough time to stop her.
laugh…
In the air, there was a scoff first.
Bing Bai Zhanyou slashed heavily on Shui Ninghan's shoulder.
At that moment, she only paid attention to the knot mudra to stop Ye Liu, but ignored the blasting Bingbai Zhanyou.
Shui Ninghan's entire right hand started from his shoulder to his arm, instantly stained with blood.
If it weren't for the power of Shui Zu Dao Yin's sacred artifacts to still counteract the power of Bing Bai Zhanyou for her, I am afraid that her current fate would be to be cut in half.
boom…
In the next instant, there was a thunderous roar.
Ye Liu's palm hit Bei Yin Wuwei, who had closed his eyes and practiced defenselessly.
Bei Yin Wuwei's vigorous aura was instantly shattered.
"It's done."
Xiao Yi and Ye Liu spit out at the same time, with smiles on their faces.
The premise of all this is the tacit understanding between the two of them under absolute trust.
But... the smiles of the two had just risen, but they solidified in an instant.
Although Bei Yin Wuwei's momentum was shattered by this palm, Bei Yin Wuwei itself was unscathed.
Hum...
Bei Yin Wuwei opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes bursting brightly, and he looked directly at Ye Liu in front of him.
"That's it?" Beiyin spit out indifferently.
"How could it be..." The mask on Ye Liu's face had long been shattered, and his face showed a thick and unbelievable color.
"Nothing is impossible." Bei Yin Wuwei chuckled, "It's just because you are too weak."
It looks like a chuckle, but it is obviously a smile brought by absolute confidence and absolute disdain, so it is extremely annoying.
"Eh." Ye Liu spit out blood, staring at his trembling palm in horror.
The counter shock force that the palm blasted on Bei Yin Wuwei's body caused his palm to be annihilated at this moment.
Ye Liu's figure was unstable, and the weakness of his whole body made him knelt on one knee and supported the ground with one hand to maintain his body.
That palm is already his strongest palm.
Using a body's vitality as a counterbalance, the Holy Puppet's self-detonation power was concentrated in Ye Sheng Liujue.
This lore is the best if it succeeds.
If it fails, he will no longer be able to fight.
Everything is bet on this palm.
It's a pity that it didn't even hurt Beiyin's inaction.
far away.
Shui Ninghan yelled abruptly, "Hanhai Prisoner Dragon."
The water flow surging from all directions, instantly forming a large water channel formation, blocking him and Senior Jian Ji.
"Tianshui." Shui Ninghan's palm was empty.
Under my feet, a vortex of sky water suddenly emerged.
The figure was also suddenly sucked into the whirlpool and disappeared.
"Huh?" Senior Jian Ji frowned.
Perhaps in a head-on confrontation, Shui Ninghan is nothing.
But when it comes to escape skills, even the warriors with outstanding fighting skills like Senior Sword Ji suddenly caught sight of it without expectation, and suffered a loss.
"Huh, little skill of carving insects." Senior Jian Ji glanced coldly, and cut out Bing Bai Zhanyou with a sword in his hand.
Just at this time.
Wow...The seals fell into the layers of water, the water channel formation was instantly abnormally stable, and the sword of the predecessor Jian Ji did not damage the formation.
The big formation is exactly the same as when the Supreme Sword Lord was trapped in the sea to the east.
But at that time Shui Ninghan still possessed the origin of the water ancestor, and could borrow the power of the sea from the east, so even the invincible monarch realm like the Supreme Sword Sovereign could easily get trapped, and even if it does not break the formation, it can be trapped. Sword Lord has been for thousands of years.
Now, there is only the treasure power of Shanshui Ancestor Daoyin, and the power of the big formation is far less than the last time.
Even without the continuous power of the East China Sea, the Great Array could not even support it for a few hours.
However, it was enough to be trapped in Senior Jian Ji; moreover, one or two hours was enough.
far away.
Above the main line, Shui Ninghan's figure appeared out of thin air, ignoring that his shoulders were dripping with blood, and his face was worried, "My son..."
"I'm fine." Bei Yin chuckled indifferently.
Here, in the vast sea prisoner dragon formation.
The current surging continuously, turning into a waterway to swim dragons, swallowing from all directions to Senior Jian Ji.
Even if Shui Ninghan is not in the formation, he can use his thoughts alone to deal with Senior Jian Ji with the power of the Shui Zu Dao Yin and the great formation.
She would not have watched Senior Jian Ji constantly wielding swords to destroy the power of the Dragon Array.
锵... 锵... 锵... 锵... 锵...
Senior Jian Ji held Bing Bai Zhanyou in his hand, and his amazing kendo combat power was vividly displayed.
With a sword falling, a dragon wandering in a waterway was instantly frozen by the nether cold air.
The figure moved and revolved, the sword dance was like a flower, and the four directions were frozen.
Dressed in white, surrounded by wind and snow, it seemed invincible.
Far away on the other side.
Beiyin Wudi is still fighting in a stalemate in Mo You.
Beiyin Invincible has the power of four virtual heavenly beasts, and Mo You has the increase of the holy puppet and the origin of the sword emperor.
The two are extremely difficult to tell the winner.
Of course, the attention of the two is mostly on the entire battlefield.
Mo You's gaze sometimes glanced over Xiao Yi, and sometimes looked worriedly at Qinglin and Lin Zifeng, who were in danger.
"It's me this brother is useless." Mo You secretly said, his face was full of guilt, but helpless, the Forgotten Worry Sword in his hand was always entangled with the black and white emperor halberd.
Bei Yin Wuwei's gaze was mostly on Xiao Yi and Bei Yin Wuwei.
Now, his sharp eyes scanned all the way, but suddenly freeze.
His gaze was actually fixed in that vast sea prisoner dragon formation, no, more accurately speaking, it was fixed in the white figure.
Perhaps, he had already noticed this figure who had fought with Shui Ninghan before, that fierce sword posture, the kind of domineering and heroic posture that is more superior to men...and that...that makes people unable to move their eyes just by looking ...A suffocating face.
At this moment, even though the figure in white clothes was trapped in the formation, he was still able to deal with it with ease and ease. The shocked and graceful posture made him spit out "So beautiful."
Within the big array.
Senior Jian Ji seemed to notice this gaze, a sword split the dragon in front of him, followed his eyes and stared coldly, "Smelly boy, what are you looking at?"
In the big formation, although Senior Jian Ji couldn't break the formation for a while, the water channel methods controlled by Shui Ninghan in the big formation could not help her in the least.
Beiyin Wudi froze like that, and the black and white emperor halberd in his hand paused for a moment, and the Wangyou sword immediately crossed the black and white emperor halberd and took the throat of Beiyin Wudi.
The sword flew, but it was another stop.
Mo You frowned, his sword stopped, frozen a few inches away from his throat.
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