Sign in to the Heavenly Master Palace, the Downhill Is Invincible

　　 "Om——"

　　 Guo Changjing’s body of the dragon is constantly expanding, from one hundred to three hundred to three hundred, five hundred to a thousand feet!

"Roar--"

　　 A vast breath emanated from the dragon, and the golden dragon scales gave off a chilling halo.

　　 Canglong!

　　The king of monsters in the world, the dragon's final evolutionary form.

　　 To evolve into a blue dragon, the water dragon needs at least the strength of the Seventh Layer of Martial Saint.

　　 "Come on, let the deity see how powerful your Sea-Monster clan is!"

　　 The Canglong roared and hovered above the sea, with endless pressure separating the sea.

　　 "Haha, after ten thousand years, my Sea-Monster clan still has a chance to kill the dragon, it's rare!"

　　 In the depths of the sea, long tentacles rise, and several boundless breaths rise.

　　 "Boom——"

　　 Without any hesitation, Canglong had already crashed into it!

　　 Those powerful sea monsters also directly attacked.

　　 The waves rise thousands of feet high in the sea.

　　 "Town——"

　　 Su Zhanqiu and others had to retreat to the coastline and suppress the waves.

　　 "Donghai, I'm afraid I really can't hold it..."

　　 Looking at those extremely powerful sea monsters, Su Zhanqiu's expression was complicated.

　　……

　　 Nanhuang, in the light gate of the spirit demon world.

　　 "嘭——"

　　 "Retreat——"

"return to!"

　　 The power of suppressing heaven and earth weakened, Daoist Zixiao and Ziyi felt it for the first time, but they were still a step late.

　　 At the moment when the power of the Profound Sky's suppression was weak, countless spirit demon races shot, wounding and killing a large number of masters on the side of Profound Sky.

　　 "Quit and go——"

　　 Zi Yi shouted, the long sword in his hand turned into endless sword light, stopping all the monster races rushing to the light gate.

　　 "嘭——"

　　 Under a sword, all the demons stopped in shape.

　　 "Puff!"

　　 Zi Yi spouted blood in a mouthful.

　　 "Junior Sister!"

　　 The Daoist Zixiao exclaimed, slashing with the ten-zhang sword in his hand, forcing the monsters back and coming to Ziyi's side.

　　 "The power of heaven is weak and can't stop it..."

　　 The Taoist Zixiao whispered.

　　 "If you can't stop it, you have to stop it. These monster races have entered the Profound Sky, what about the human race with so many Profound Sky?"

　　 Zi Yi didn't look back, stood up, and the sword light in his hand turned again.

　　 "If you can't stop it, do you want to stop it..."

　　 The Zixiao Taoist was stunned.

　　 Looking at Zi Yi Jueran's back, Taoist Zixiao whispered: "Just like back then, you helped me leave Jiuxiao Mountain?"

　　 Zi Yi shook all over, did not speak, just waved his sword light out.

　　 "Huh—" Taoist Zixiao breathed a sigh of relief, and said lightly: "Here, let me come."

　　 Zixiao Taoist stepped forward, his body rising continuously.

　　 One step is like a mountain.

　　 One step into the river!

　　 "Junior sister, at the beginning, what would happen if I stayed?"

　　 stay?

　　 Zi Yi was startled, and shook his head.

　　 She doesn’t know either.

　　 It is obsession to wait for the brother to come back.

　　 But if the brother stayed, she really didn't know what would happen to her.

have not thought.

　　 "Hehe, I see."

　　 "Junior sister, take care—"

　　 "Om——"

　　 The sword light on Daoist Zixiao turned into substance, and the long sword was raised, not forward, but slashed above his head!

　　 "Cut——Dust——Fate——"

　　 "Deng——Xian——Tao——"

　　 The figure of Daoist Zixiao was submerged by sword light, but his aura rose instead of falling.

　　 Wusheng quadruple.

　　 Wusheng fivefold.

　　 Wusheng Sixfold.

　　 Wusheng Seventh!

　　 Until the Seventh Martial Saint Realm, his rising momentum didn't stop.

　　 The sword light dissipated, and he stood there indifferently.

　　 "Sister Ziyi, you take them out."

　　 "Don't get in the way."

　　 After finishing speaking, his figure turned into a hundred zhang sword light again, and he flew away.

　　 The tone was cold and indifferent.

　　 "Brother..."

　　 Ziyi only felt a pain in his heart, and he almost couldn't hold the sword in his hand.

　　 Cut the dust edge.

　　Self, did you miss something?

　　——————

　　 "Boom——"

　　 Zuo Qiuming's figure receded thousands of feet away, and his face solemnly looked at the world under his body where cracks and cracks were constantly appearing.

　　 Without the power to seal the town, the Profound Sky World is simply unable to resist endless demons.

　　 "Haha, the power of this world has faded." A Canaanite alien patriarch with a pentagram on his forehead smiled.

　　 "Canaan Baihe, this love is inherited by the deity!"

　　 "Don't worry, the origin of this world is enough for our three brothers to break through."

　　 As the power of the Profound Sky world declines, the aura of those Canaanite alien races continues to rise.

　　 Zuo Qiuming, who was evenly matched before them, could only keep retreating.

　　 "Boy, give up your sword and surrender, the deity still lacks a sword slave."

　　 "Isn't it good to sell to mine?"

　　 "Haha, see who takes this kid first!"

　　 Three figures rushed towards Zuo Qiuming.

　　 Zuo Qiuming clenched the long sword, his face was dignified, turned into a sword light, and greeted him.

　　 Jian Xiu, when fighting to death, never retreat!

　　——————

　　 The Great Bailing Realm, somewhere in the dark realm.

　　 In a vast hall of silence.

　　 "Eternal Night Alien Bailing Great Realm Guardian Daojun wants to go to the Profound Sky World, what do you think?" An indifferent voice sounded.

　　 "Hall Lord, that Yongye alien guarding Daojun is the dual realm of Daojun, and it can be called the strongest in this domain. According to the agreement of the Hundred Clan, it shouldn't be shot." Another voice said with some confusion.

　　 "There is news from the Vice-Hallmaster of Shadow, that the fourth Taoist monarch of the human race has emerged from the Profound Sky World, and the eternal night alien race is suppressed to prepare the saint son." Someone responded below.

　　 "Prepare the Son!"

"crazy!"

　　 There was a low voice in the hall.

　　The duality of Daojun, splitting the world of yin and yang, this kind of power can sweep the Bailing realm.

　　 The fourth monarch of the human race is dead.

　　 "It's just that the guardian Daojun came here and didn't greet my Dark Soul Palace. It seems to be out of order."

　　 Someone whispered.

　　 Rules?

　　The rules are all set by the Daoist.

　　 Duo Daojun, that is the rules.

　　 The strongest person in the entire Bailing domain, who can let him do?

　　 "Where is the Profound Sky World, how can I make my debut?" The first voice sounded.

　　A man who can make his debut is a world with a profound foundation.

　　 Tianxuan, the name is unfamiliar.

　　 "The Profound Sky World seems to be a bit impression." Someone said.

　　 "The Profound Sky World once produced a lot of great abilities, and was later sealed off. My Dark Soul Hall has been laid out there for nearly ten thousand years, presided over by the dark court elder disciple Wuchangsheng."

　　 "Impermanence has heard news recently that the Profound Sky world is about to collapse, and a lot of the power of the origin will be dissipated, and endless grievances will arise."

　　 The world is about to collapse.

　　 The hall became silent when it was neutral.

　　 This is a big chance.

　　 "This lord will go to the Profound Sky World to see."

　　 "If something can't be done, just forget it, it's not worth it for a dual Taoist monarch to grab food from the mouth of a broken world."

　　 The upper voice sounded, and then the hall fell silent.

　　——————

　　 "Old ancestor Ji Kang, are you willing to let this treasure out?"

　　Zhongzhou Imperial City Hall, behind Ji Kang, Ji Zishu's voice sounded.

　　 "What does the deity do, do you need to teach it?"

　　 Ji Kang snorted coldly, staring at the disappearance sitting on the source.

　　He didn't dare to fight.

　　 and not reconciled.

　　 "Ancestor, do you know why my Ji bloodline can also control this big formation?"

　　 Ji Zishu's words made Ji Kang stunned and turned his face hurriedly.

　　 "My ancestor, at the beginning, my Ji family killed the 100,000 blood of the former Qin Ying family, and then switched to the Ji family's bloodline."

　　 Ji Zishu calmly looked at Ji Kang, and said softly: "Ancestor, you can't control this big formation, that's because you don't have the blood to control the big formation."

　　 "And I, have this blood."

　　 "As long as you control the big formation, ancestors, you still have a chance."

　　 After speaking, Ji Zishu bowed his head and said nothing.

　　 First-line opportunity!

　　 stared at Ji Zishu, after a long time, Ji Kang whispered: "What are you going to do."

　　 Since Ji Zishu is here, she must have a plan.

　　 But no matter how contrived, it is better than the disappearance of the rising momentum.

　　 As long as he masters this surviving big formation center, Ji Kang is sure to defeat Shadowless.

　　 "I want my ancestors to send me to the high platform." Ji Zishu stretched out his finger and pointed at the high platform that was constantly fading away.

　　Go to the high platform, then you have to get away from the shadow.

　　 "You only have ten breaths. After ten breaths, I will turn around and leave." Ji Kang finished speaking, his figure shrouded in golden light.

　　 "Boom——"

　　 He flew towards the shadows.

　　 "Fuck!" Anger flashed on Ying Wudao's face, raised his hand and slapped Ji Kang out ten feet away.

　　 The origin is in front, he doesn't bother to entangle with Ji Kang.

　　 But Ji Kang fell off and flew up again.

　　 "Looking for death!"

　　The shadow was furious without a trace, and he shouted, transforming into a three-headed dog in the magic prison ~www.readwn.com~ A head opened his mouth and bit Ji Kang's arm.

　　 "Since you are looking for death."

　　 "Then tear it up!"

　　 The remaining two heads of the three-headed dog in the magic prison roared, biting at Ji Kang.

　　 "嘭——"

　　 Just then, there was a soft noise from the high platform behind him.

　　 The gushing origin power kept condensing, and the runes began to light up.

　　 One of the heads of the three-headed dog in the devil prison turned, and what he saw was the scene of Ji Zishu lying down in front of a high platform.

　　 His blood flowed along the cracks on the ground to the high platform, dyeing the high platform red.

　　 "Om——"

　　 The Taoist talisman culture is a chain, which is locked to the body of the three-headed dog in the devil prison.

　　 "Fool!"

　　 The three-headed dog in the magic prison gave a low voice, with a look of disappointment, throwing away Ji Kang, and ran away.

　　 The power of the big formation is restored, the source will be marked on oneself, and if you don't run, the source that you just absorbed will not stop.

　　 The chain did not hold the three-headed dog in the prison, turned to tie Ji Kang, and pulled it to the high platform.

　　 One after another, the power of the source was drawn away from him, making his realm lower visible to the naked eye.

　　 His face is rapidly aging, and his hair becomes pale.

"you you--"

　　 Looking at the figure of Ji Zishu who appeared in front of him, he raised his hand, but he could only hang down weakly.

　　 "Boom——"

　　 The cracks that had opened at a rapid speed between the sky and the earth slowly slowed down.

　　 The power of the bounds of heaven and earth that had dissipated has also begun to recover.

　　 It’s just that the power of heaven and earth is weak, and there is no way to repair the cracks in the sky.

　　 "Little Heavenly Master, there is only so much I can do..."

　　 Standing on the high platform, Ji Zishu's illusory figure whispered to himself softly.

　　 Xu Cheng, who was far away in the void world, suddenly shook his whole body and stood there.