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Chapter 1390 The Storm of the Ten Thousand Worlds at the Holy Sacrifice, Prison Gate(3/4)

He thought that Ba Zunzhen might trick him.

He also thought that Xu Xiaoshou's opponent should be several times more powerful than that guy.

But he never thought that this duo could be so outrageous!

One, call yourself to fight the Holy Emperor!

One, even the Holy Emperor was on the scene!

This damn thing is the most ridiculous thing in the world, the most ridiculous thing in the world!

"What virtue and ability am I?"

"I'm just a little Taixu, and I don't have the power of my ancestors. I only have the perfection of the mysteries of space. I want to bloom, I want to be a flower..."

"My life is at risk!"

Ye Xiaotian almost collapsed.

Why does it become so difficult for me every time I want to make a strong appearance and fight?

Why!

"hold onto."

The Inorganic Ancestor, who was carrying Liu Changqing's skin, was also called over by the Eight Masters. After landing, he raised his eyes and only glanced at it before opening a curtain of heaven to hide himself.

Yes.

He is a semi-saint, he is Xuanwuji!

But he is also an extremely fragile Tianji Warlock...

Fortunately, behind the scenes, it directly enters the battlefield and can play a role that is not even as good as Taixu and Mysterious Ye Xiaotian.

"die……"

Bei Huai's will seems to have a tendency to assimilate with the Holy Way, and only this brings obsession.

He was so crazy that he was targeting anyone who dared to enter the scene, whether it was Lei Xier, Ye Xiaotian, or Xuan Wuji who was hiding at the time.

"Boom boom boom!"

The three-day soul-moving array moved with the will of the Holy Emperor, and the outer third heaven completely collapsed.

At this moment, there is only a large, naked and unstable space passage inside, leading to a kind of sadness.

And the shattered coat gathered the ultimate power of the Holy Emperor and turned into dozens of lights of destruction, blasting towards everyone in the world below.

"crazy!"

"The Holy Emperor is crazy!"

In the Qilin Realm and the Zhongyuan Realm, everyone's scalps are numb.

Yes, the Holy Emperor went crazy and started attacking indiscriminately.

And once the Holy Emperor loses his mind and loses control, the impact will be absolutely catastrophic.

"call……"

Ye Xiaotian looked at the meteor shower in the sky, his face was dimmed by the gray light, and he let out a long breath.

The next moment, his bun collapsed, his white hair shot into the sky, and his aura forcibly reached the sky.

"I am the Lord of all realms!"

Ye Xiaotian's eyes were about to burst, and he stretched out his hand and inserted it into the sky.

At this moment, the color of heaven and earth changed.

The light of destruction that descended from the sky seemed to be separated from him by a thousand realms.

"Breaking hands!"

Ye Xiaotian forcibly broke off the sky of the Zhongyuan Realm, breaking it off, breaking out the entire black sky, and then swallowed the fragments of the sky in his hand.

Mustard seeds absorb Sumeru, and space eats space.

"ah……"

"this……"

The entire Zhongyuan world was plunged into endless chaos, feeling that at this moment, innocence was really falling apart.

I originally thought that the Kirin Realm was the main battlefield.

I never thought that the end would finally come to the Zhongyuan world!

The sky here has become a bottomless black hole.

The endless space blades and space storms are raging down crazily amidst the sound of "whirring", and they will fall like the light of destruction and destroy an entire world.

At this time when the world was about to be destroyed, the people in the Zhongyuan world had no way to save themselves, but another strange sound exploded in their ears:

"The leader of this world today should be Ye Ming!"

Looking up, he saw a short white-haired Taoist boy with dancing hair and legs, his head floating like a semi-saint. After putting his hands together in the ten seals, he pushed hard towards the sky.

"boom!"

The holy calamity is coming.

"boom!"

The endless space blade, space storm, and light of destruction were held up by Ye Xiaotian's support!

"hiss……"

The people below were all shocked.

The sky is falling, and the short man is holding it up?



"Xu! Xiao! Accept!"

Ye Xiaotian's face turned red and his whole body was shaking with anger.

What am I? I am!

How dare I!

Why do I have the confidence to dare to be canonized by the Holy Emperor?

Oh, not only can you become a saint, but you can also resist a storm in the world, just to delay that brat?

Who is his last name?

"Xu Xiaoshou, if you don't wake up, I really can't hold on anymore..."

The heavenly catastrophe struck, and Ye Xiaotian's mouth spurted blood.

But the secret of space turned into the purest light under his feet. Above one realm, there are ten thousand realms, and all realms are called ten thousand, and then they transform into ten thousand...

Along with the Holy Tribulation, it fell.

With the storm coming.

Ye Xiaotian exhaled a bright Taoist light all over his body, and the secret formation under his feet became brighter and brighter.

Not only did he survive the tribulation, but he also began to have an epiphany during the tribulation!

"The storm can also be used by me..."

"The broken stream should belong to me..."

Ye Xiaotian opened his eyes and had a moment of enlightenment. The secrets of space spread into the flow of space.

In an instant, the space blade and space storm that fell towards him actually followed the All Realms Blocker and returned together, blasting towards the light of destruction!

"It's done!"

Ye Xiaotian was overjoyed.

However, he also knows how much he weighs.

Even if he could hold on for a while, he would not be able to hold on for a lifetime, and he was not good at the art of soul, so he was completely helpless against the Holy Emperor's will.

"Xu Xiaoshou, hurry up!"



not enough!

Far from enough!

The Extreme Titan, who is immersed in the world of swordsmanship, can actually see the outside world with his senses.

It was precisely because of Mr. Dean's entry that he was able to gain more breathing time and imitate more of Mr. Mito's swords.

"Swordsmanship is famous, it's called ghost..."

The storm of all worlds resists the Holy Emperor's light of destruction.
To be continued...
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