Universal Sword God

The purple thunder light ripped a tiny mouth on the black barrier, and the dense Razer began to devour the surrounding black gas.

At the same time, a fourth thunder appears.

The original small mouth was suddenly ripped apart by the fourth thunderbolt.

"What the **** is going on?" Feng Guisheng's hand saw a ghost's expression.

He sensed the terrible wave of mighty power on the purple thunder, and those thunders made him tremble.

The ninety-nine Xianyun-level monks are ashamed. They are one by one madly energizing the body's divine power, trying to repair the cracks on the black barrier, but even if they do their best, the **** gap is still growing.

When the fifth thunderbolt appeared, the purple thunderbolt had penetrated the black barrier formed by the battle array and burst apart inside. The meandering Thunder Snake immediately covered more than a dozen Xianyun practitioners. How can these dozens of monks in the realm of fairy rhyme resist the power of Thunder's nine strikes? They had only one time to scream, and then all were silent and turned into a corpse.

He is a monk in the realm of immortal respect, unable to stop Thunder's nine-strike attack. Once these practitioners at the level of fairy rhyme lost their defensive protection in the Dark Battlefield, they would be helpless in the face of Thunder Nine Strikes.

"No!" Feng Guisheng held the dark book in his hand and shouted while resisting the attack of purple Razer.

When the sixth and seventh thunder rays passed through the black barrier, the barrier formed by the dark 弑 神 战阵 was completely useless. The two successive Rays of Light entered directly killed most of the Xianyun practitioners. Even the princes of Fenggui himself were hit hard and vomited blood continuously.

"Retreat! Quickly retreat!" Shouted the hand of Fenggui.

At this time, the priests of the ghost can't control the dark 弑 神 战 战 at any time to make any attack on Jing Yan.

It's just that they can't do it if they want to retreat.

"Damn!" The first sacred hand stood up, eyes split.

"Hurry up and help the ghosts!" The first holy hand shouted quickly.

"嗖 嗖!" The sacred hand in the hall flashed out at the fastest speed, and hurried toward the place where the sacred hand of Fenggui and Jing Yan met.

At this time, the eighth and ninth ray of light also exploded in the vicinity of the prince of the ghost.

The eighth thunderbolt exploded, and the ghostly priests were dying, and those who practiced Xianyun were annihilated by the army, leaving no one alive. The ninth thunderbolt exploded, annihilating the body of the sacred hand, leaving no bones.

The book of darkness fell on the ground. The material of this dark book is extremely special, and it can be completely preserved under the thunder of the Thunder Nine Strike. Under the horrible thunder of the thunder, the ordinary fairy-level magic weapon directly contacted the thunder, it must have been seriously damaged.

Wu Jingyan carried out nine strikes with thunder, broke through the defense of the dark war **** battle array, and killed a whole hundred people. This process was slow to say, but it was actually very fast.

When the first holy hand saw the Thunder Nine Strikes, they had ordered his people to rescue the holy hand, but until the dead hand of the holy hand disappeared, those holy hands of the temple did not reach the place where the holy hand was killed.

Wu Jingyan flickered, picked up the book of darkness, and put it into the world of Qiankun. Then, he quickly scanned the various resources scattered around, and continued to walk towards the building complex of the killing temple.

Those holy hands who originally intended to rescue the ghosts, when they saw that the ghosts were killed, Jing Yan continued to approach, one by one, and stayed in the death zone to wait.

His first sacred hand came out of the hall, and his face was extremely ugly.

Wu Jingyan only broke the battle of the dark gods with just one move. Although Jing Yan's thunder attack restrained the laws of darkness and death, this did not prevent everyone from realizing the fierceness of Jing Yan's combat effectiveness.

"Brother!" The sacred hands screamed complexly when they saw the first sacred hand coming over.

The first sacred hand, eyes fixed on Jing Yan walking in front. Jing Yan, getting closer to the life and death zone.

"His strength is stronger than we think." The first holy hand said in a low voice.

Dark Dark God Battle Array is enough to deal with the first rank of Wraith Lord. Even if the undead Witch Lord is killed, it can definitely block the attack of Witch Lord. However, this battle array was only broken by Jing Yan with one move. Not only that, Jing Yan's move will also kill all 100 monks in the battlefield, including the Ghost Seal.

多么 What a terrible trick this is?

Xun originally thought that the first sacred hand and others could easily destroy Jingyan by using the large array of temples. It now appears that it is difficult to say who this battle will ultimately win. The array of methods inside and outside the Temple of God does not seem to have a significant impact on Jing Yan. The energy defense layer formed around Jing Yan's body can block the continuous attack of the formation.

"Brother, otherwise ... let's do it together!" Ember Ji, the second holy hand, looked up.

The first sacred hand paused and said, "Ready to start the Twelve-Day Celestial Magic Circle!"

The Twelve Capitals of Celestial Magic!

Several holy hands were a little puzzled when they heard the name of the formation, because even they were unfamiliar with the formation.

阵 This formation is the formation of the killing temple at the bottom of the box, and also the formation of the immortal emperor who created the killing temple.

The Twelve Capitals Tianxian Magic Formation can be called the foundation of the Extermination Temple.

Originally, this formation was created to resist large-scale attacks ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ For example, the level of immortal gods at the level of Witch God led a large group of immortals and powerful monks Kill the temple, at this time will start the twelve heavenly magic array to resist.

At this time, just Jing Yan attacked alone, the first sacred hand had to start this formation.

"Brother, do you really want to start the Twelve-Day Celestial Magic Formation?" Ember Jing's face changed greatly, and he even changed his voice.

He is the second sacred hand of the Temple of Slaying, and is no stranger to the Twelve Capitals. He knows that this level of matrix formation has surpassed the Xianzun level matrix formation, and even if it is not the Xiandi array formation, it is extremely close. The operation of this array method needs to consume huge amounts of energy, and to maintain the tea time, it will consume hundreds of millions of black crystals and even more.

"Well, can't hesitate! As long as you can kill Jing Yan, everything is worth it. This person is sure to master Thunder Fairy!" The first master nodded and continued: "Ready for resources, I will start the Twelve Capitals myself later Tianxian Magic Formation. "

The other holy hands are creepy!

"Yes!" Ember silent hand answered.

Uh ...

"Master!"

"Dark 弑 神 战阵 is broken!" Sichi Xianzun 愣神 waited for a while before responding, and then sent the message to Huoyun Xianzun.

"Broken?" Huoyunxun frowned. "Broken so soon?"

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