Chapter 1873: Holy ruin collapse

The mysterious world reaches the Taixuan realm, that is, the level of the main is two or three less than the underworld. It is also the gap between the two, which leads to the continuous defeat of the mysterious world under the attack of the underworld.

However, the deeper reason is because the Jiugongyi Temple and the countless sects of the Xuanjie are not a single heart. They all come from six other different worlds, and even many of them have hatred of hatred that have accumulated hundreds of millions of years. Help each other, even if the danger is not falling, it is a good conscience.

The most important reason is that several large-scale infightings have caused great damage to the mysterious world. Not to mention the far-reaching, that is, the five major holy palaces before the reincarnation jointly shot the elves, resulting in three hidden worlds. Out of the Taixuan strong, the fall is the existence of the main level, but the result is dead in the infighting, but also let the mysterious world lose the magical race of the elves, which is extremely powerful, and also lead to the mysterious world. The speed of decay is accelerating, and the hearts of the people are constantly defeating the attack on the underworld.

The disharmony of the nine great palaces, the mysterious world is unstable, and the result is that the entire mysterious world is becoming more and more chaotic.

Moreover, the strong people of the Taijingyi Temple in the Jiugongyi Temple are almost closed, and the Xuanjie is losing control. The Jiugongyi Temple almost no longer has the mood to maintain the order of the mysterious world.

So now the mysterious world is almost a pot of porridge, the size of the sects of each other for the political attack.

For example, this time the sacred market was changed, the Jiugongyi Temple was completely chaotic.

If this matter is put in the past, I am afraid that the nine holy palaces will first unite to block the sacred market, and then the elders of the palaces will lead the sacred market to investigate the falsehood, and finally the results will be weighed and distributed, even if it is inside. If you kill and die, there will be no other sects, let alone those scattered.

However, today's situation is that almost all the Xuanjing monks of the mysterious world are swarming. The holy ruins have completely become a chaotic place full of death and killing. As a high-end combat power to maintain the security of the mysterious world, this is only two years. Time, the number of masters who died in the sacred market is no less than half a million, and this number is still expanding.

In order to compete for the seemingly impermanent saint's chance, the little holy market has been almost dyed by blood.

"Tian Yunzi, hand over things, you don't have a half chance!"

The protoss that came out were the Turias president of the Tianshu Holy Palace, and the strength was not under the Tianyunzi, especially behind him. At this time, there were more than a dozen parliaments with almost the same realm, each one It is similar to the strength of Tianyunzi, and the remaining more than 60 speakers are also the existence of the real Xuanjing, almost a one-sided scene.

Tian Yunzi's face is ashes, and his skin has been pumping for a long time before he said: "Turias, I can give you something, but you may not be able to take it back. Why not study together in our two holy palaces?"

Turias shook his head: "Not good, the palace owner has orders, things we must bring back!"

"You..." Tianyunzi’s teeth and teeth were incompetent, and hesitated a few times before throwing the beads in his hand to the Protoss and saying,
Okay, today...


"Hands~"

At the moment when Xiaguang Baozhu took off, Yang Ling’s voice sounded almost simultaneously in the minds of all the team members.

The tens of thousands of scrolls that have been prepared for a long time are almost simultaneously turned into streamers to blast in the void, and the time is full of stars and waves. The twelve series of magics are like hail, and they are stunned by a group of elders of the Protoss and the Temple of Heaven.

At the same time as the reel exploded, Yang Ling’s head floated out of a purple-gold bell to cover the body. When he stepped out, he appeared in the Xiaguang Baozhu and held the beads in his hands, and then directly into the sea of ​​gods.

Although Yang Ling’s speed is very fast, there are still people who are faster. Almost at the moment when Yang Ling caught Xiaguang Baozhu, he felt that there were dozens of horrible breaths to lock himself. Dozens of Protoss Speakers like War Fortress directly The attack was launched, and the horrible speed of light quickly drowned him.

And almost at the same time, the magic of the sky is drowned.

"Hang~~~"

Tens of thousands of magic scroll overlay attacks have produced unparalleled power.

In the range covered by magic, hundreds of millions of miles of space are directly annihilated into gray.

The blazing light blasted in the holy ruins, as if the volcano suddenly broke out, the entire sacred bulge swelled, and the violent light swept across the sacred market, and the energy that turned into a tsunami struck out in all directions.

The whole mysterious world seems to have jumped a bit.

"咔嚓~咔嚓~"

"Boom ~ Boom ~"

The ruins of the ruins began to explode and collapse, and large tracts of emptiness collapsed directly into the whirlpools of the darkness of the sky. The dojos stacked in layers were turned into whirlpools in the turbulence.

The swamp collapsed, the void collapsed, and the horrible storm erupted like a tidal wave from the chaotic time and space. The roads that were opened up were fragmented and unpredictable. Countless Xuanjing masters were directly involved in the void and vortex.

The screams of fear have come and go, and the elders of the Protoss and the elders of the Heavenly Palace have exploded under the influence of magic. The flesh and blood of the stumps have not been able to splatter and are directly smashed into magical energy.

"Where to escape? Baozhu left!" In the depths of the horrible magic light and shadow, a colorful sky wrapped in a huge figure rushed over Yangling.

Yang Ling's fingers pressed forward, and a group of stars whizzed out and instantly turned into a piece of gold and silver intertwined.

"Come on~" Yang Ling rushed out of the void with chaotic purple bells~EbookFREE.me~ and the team members and war servants who had lost the reels had already begun to retreat. At this time, they gathered together like a shit. Escape.

I can't escape, because this time, nearly 30,000 magic scrolls, the entire sacred market began to collapse, especially where the magic concentrated explosion, the void has been completely torn, revealing a huge sky. The chain was desperately shaken. Under the sway of the chain, the mysterious world began to tremble. Especially those places with severe decay began to collapse, and numerous cracks in the space-time interface were rolled into the void.

"what is that?"

Outside the holy ruins, across the layers of time and space, the Tianfan Palace suddenly swayed violently, and a purple-haired old man suddenly appeared out of the holy house out of thin air, watching the sudden burst of the sacred center of the sacred market. The light of the soul, can not help but be shocked.

Within the sacred palace, the silver hair looks like a baby, and the singer of the dynasty, Xin Yuanzi, suddenly suddenly stood up outside the holy house and couldn’t help but release the Great God. The location of the market, after seeing the sacred market that was being collapsed in a large scale, throwing out a piece of copper money and then calculating it for a few times, then couldn't help but change his face, and then a group of starlights exploded around the body and instantly disappeared. )!!