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Chapter 390 The Battle of the Human Palace(2/2)

An ancient sword flew out, carrying the ferocity of killing foreign enemies, and fell into the hands of the gray-haired old Taoist. He waved the sword light, and used a unique sword energy to destroy all laws, making the world quiet, and the sword light was bright, with

Thunder, wind and fire have unstoppable momentum...

At this time, the leader Wang Teng had already abandoned the peerless holy master, single-handedly penetrated the enemy formation, and killed a powerful master of the Human King Palace with one sword. Countless Ziwei monks shouted in unison, and the momentum became louder.

"Palace Master Beichen is invincible!"

Standing on the golden ancient chariot, Beidi also felt a little proud. This was an experience he had never had in the first half of his life, and he was very addicted.

"kill!"

Wang Teng let out a loud roar, once again mounted the holy chariot and rushed out, rushing towards the deputy palace master of the Human King Palace.

Limited by the incompleteness of the holy soldiers, although the silver-robed Taoist priest was angry, he could only be pulled back by Wang Teng again and again, and he was beaten and retreated. The more he fought, the more frightened he became. Although the opponent had just entered the second heaven of Xiantai, his strength was extremely high.

Terrifying, especially the secret technique of spiritual thoughts, which is comparable to him...

Seeing this scene, the gray-haired old man felt a little sad. He looked at Xiang Yufei with a faint look, his expression became colder and colder, and his sword style became more fierce. He no longer cared about his own blood essence, used the secret sword-killing technique, and directly used his life to kill Xiang Yufei.

Exchange lives.

"Boom!"

The light of green gold burst out, the divine spear broke through the sky, and collided with the silver sword, causing a loud noise.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The entire sky immediately split open, the boundless void collapsed on its own, and the world fell into great turmoil. This momentum alone made the monks on the field palpitate, and the battle of cutting the path was beyond

Beyond everyone's imagination.

When the Zhonghuang wields the divine spear, his state of mind is like water, and every move is watertight.

Although he is the first to enter the third level of Immortal Stage, he has practiced the ancient scriptures of the extreme path and possesses many kinds of nine secrets. Even the great king can fight in a short period of time without fear of the opponent at all.

The sword light spread across the sky, slicing open the sky, like the brightest morning star passing by, illuminating the world.

"Sword-controlling skills!" The gray-haired old man shouted, and using his fingers, he pulled out the fairy sword.

Between the electric light and flint, the long sword of silver light escaped into the void. With an astonishing speed, the sword flew out and destroyed all laws. The sound of Taoism sounded in the world, and silver traces appeared one after another. Various kinds of

The runes flashed, like the sky collapsing and the earth falling, and the roaring was deafening!

"Xiao Dao'er!"

The Emperor's eyes were shining brightly, and he took nine steps forward on his gold-silk shoes. He held a war spear in his hand, and the imperial dragon energy lingered around him. He chanted endlessly, and his voice moved the heavens.

Yin energy surges, chaos surges, infinite light blooms, and wisps of the vicissitudes of the mythical era leap out. Dao patterns are densely covered, black gold is used as bones, and dim light is used as shapes. The phantom of an ancient Mingzun comes to this world, and Xiang Yufei

overlap together.

At this moment, Xiang Yufei seemed to have become the Lord of Death. His eyes were burning, majestic, and possessed of supreme majesty, like a god descending into the world.

"Ancient magic destroys the Tao!"

He scolded lightly, raised his hand and pulled out the green-gold war spear, hitting the holy sword from the hidden place in the space. When the two soldiers exchanged, the blue-white light was so blazing that it drowned them all.

The Yin Qi fell, the Yang Qi rose, and wisps of chaos emerged from the mist. The gray-haired Taoist priest used the secret technique of spiritual thought, and a beam of crystal bright light rushed out from the Immortal Platform, blessing the holy sword, making it powerful.

With the rise, the original decline was wiped out, and they continued to clash with the Lazuli Divine Spear, causing the battle to fall into a stalemate.

The killing was fruitless, and the ancient magic was used to show off. Seeing that he could not defeat the enemy quickly, he moved his hands towards the Yuan Shen in the Yufei Immortal Platform and recited the immortal magic.

The next moment, the Zhonghuang's forehead bone shone brightly, blooming with immortal light, and his spiritual thoughts spurted out, condensing into a crystal-clear black gold spear.

This is the spiritual killing technique he secretly cultivated using the word "Qian"!

The divine spear screamed softly, it looked very inconspicuous, but it possessed a kind of destructive, indomitable and boundless power that could destroy everything, which made people's hair stand on end and was extremely horrifying. The moment it appeared, it disappeared into the void.

The gray-haired old man noticed the abnormality and moved to the side. The black light spear disappeared into the void, then flew out, pierced the gray-haired old man's chest, and brought out a string of blood flowers.

"puff!"

The old man bleeds, then suddenly retreats, disappearing like a wisp of broken clouds, leaving a pool of crystal blood on the spot.

The platinum long sword that was entangled with the green gold war spear also penetrated the clouds and flew away.

"If you want to leave, I will leave you alive today!"
Chapter completed!
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