"Come back quickly! Don't be impulsive! Let's go first!" Chu Yi hurriedly transmitted, and at this time, the golden-bodied warrior monk's body outside the body of the Vajra is not bad, and the divine power of the majestic Buddha is rippling, and a powerful Arhat Demon Suppression slammed towards the Pope of the Creation Temple. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Tang Xuan and Ao Tianqiong suddenly felt their whole bodies loosen, and their bodies quickly retreated like a streamer and retreated to Chu Yi's side.

"The old god stick is so powerful! I didn't expect to leave such a hand before I died!" Tang Xuan gasped and said, and Ao Tianqiong's face was also pale, if the other party had a few such strong people, then none of them would be alive.

The face of the Pope of the Creation Temple was extremely majestic, and the blow of the golden-bodied Arhat could be called extremely powerful and domineering, and the ordinary martial emperor powerhouses did not dare to sharpen their edge, but he just raised his hand and flicked, and only the yellow mang, the size of his thumb, suddenly lay on the forehead of the golden-bodied Arhat, and after a short period of stillness, the golden-bodied Arhat suddenly exploded and shattered with a bang.

The Pope of the Creation Temple suddenly let out a long laugh, as if all the knots in his heart had been poured out at this moment.

He turned his body at this time, and the yellow light around him was extremely hot, and suddenly the scepter was tapped in the direction of the head of the Nine Shadows City.

Although the Ice Barbarians and the Sky Dancers have been entangled in their old feud for tens of thousands of years, at this time, what he deeply hated was the Nine Ghosts who abandoned them like dogs.

At this time, he exhausted his divine power to send the remnants of the Ice and Snow Barbarian Elite powerhouses back to his hometown, and sent a fatal blow to Tang Xuan and Ao Tianqiong.

Even if it is an emperor-level powerhouse, the energy consumed by burning his life and soaring to the invincible realm of the Great Martial Emperor is extremely terrifying.

At this time, a straight yellow light appeared from his scepter, and the place where he went was where the Netherworld Xuan and the others were standing.

"Be careful! This guy is crazy enough to attack his own master!" You Long shouted with a trembling expression at this time, and Netherworld's face became extremely gloomy in an instant.

"What's the panic, this son has never flinched! This is just the power of ants, and it is nothing in my eyes!" He said lightly.

"Boom!" The defensive formation in the Nine Shadows City suddenly activated, and when the yellow light approached, the black light in the sky began to flicker and bloom.

"The people of the Nine Shadows Clan, they really have a strong defense! Sure enough, they live up to their reputation! It finally opened my eyes!" At this time, the emperor-level powerhouses of the Heavenly Dance Continent all looked awe-inspired.

Judging from the power of that black light, it was at least the terrifying power of Emperor Wu and above! Fortunately, they did not forcibly order the siege of the city, otherwise, I don't know how many Martial Emperor powerhouses and even Emperor Wu would also be buried under this city.

The black light is certainly incomparably powerful, but Huang Mang is a blow from the Pope of the Creation Temple with all his strength, and looking around at this time, no one can hard-connect.

So in just a short moment, one side of the Nine Shadows City collapsed, and Huang Mang's speed remained unchanged towards the Netherworld.

From the moment the Pope of the Temple of Creation tapped the scepter to this point, it was just a blink of an eye, and the situation suddenly changed drastically.

At this time, those warriors of the Ice and Snow Barbarian Clan suddenly ignored the entanglement with the Heavenly Dance Warriors, and they all turned around and rushed towards the Nine Hidden City.

Chu Yi let out a sharp roar in his mouth, and at this time, a deep sound of bull horns sounded in the Heavenly Dance Army, and the warriors slowly retreated, waiting to see what happened.

Suddenly, there was a big banner in his hand that seemed to be splashed with thick ink, and the Yuan Force of his body was carried through it, and the black light on the big flag flickered, rippling the surrounding space into layers of ripples.

Whoosh! The yellow mangs swept through like a meteor, and they were covered by the black flag, but they seemed calm! But at this time, Netherworld's body trembled sharply.

Bang! The black flag suddenly made a loud noise, and a hole exploded in the middle, and the terrifying air flow immediately flowed in all directions.

"Definitely!" The power of the Netherworld Realm was sacrificed, enveloping the air current, and his face flushed and disappeared.

He glanced at the black flag in his hand with some regret, and put it away with a wave of his palm! This thing is a life-saving magic weapon, and its power is huge, even when it is in danger when traveling through time and space, it can sneak into it and save the day.

I didn't expect that it would be damaged here today, and it would at least pay a lot of money to repair it.

"It seems that this ant is underestimated by me, and it still has such power before it dies!" Netherworld sighed silently, a look of disbelief in his eyes.

"I smell my hometown, ah, Mom! I'm going back to you, I hope I have a different life!" The Creation Temple Pope muttered at this time, and a childlike smile appeared on his face.

The deadline is imminent, the ups and downs of the long years, and the flavors of life flow quickly in the brain. Just like in a movie, every detail that determines his life emerges one by one, with laughter and sadness.

It is the tracing of the soul of life in its last moments, hiding its imprint deep in some mystery.

His body slowly became transparent, and at this moment, a cloud of yellow light overflowed from his body, turning into dots and falling on the body of the Ice Barbarian warrior who had fought back.

"Kill them all! At this time, Netherworld Xuan roared angrily, and the iron-blooded guards at the entrance of the Nine Shadows City had infinite murderous intent on their faces, and the power of the domain that was churning with blood and qi suddenly blocked in front of the Ice and Snow Barbarians.

"Ahh Many of the warriors of the Ice Barbarian Clan screamed and screamed, and at this time, there were even warriors who had obtained the Yellow Mang's Protective Body and rushed into it after crossing the gap that had been crushed by the Pope of the Creation Temple.

This yellow mang contained the realm of the Great Martial Emperor, and before it dissipated, they were at least safe and sound.

At this time, they are bent on revenge, as long as they can cause any damage to the Nine Ghost Clan, they are willing to do it, although they have no regrets in death, this is a denial of their slave status, and they want to establish their own beliefs and souls.

Anyway, it's a dead end, so it's better to be a good one! Otherwise, it's the opposite! Let's send it to death, and Lao Tzu will fight with you! This is the idea of most ice and snow barbarian warriors.

"The lowly slavery is really unreliable! You Long, go and kill them all! Hurry up and do it! These ant-like pariahs!" Netherworld said with a pale face.

You Long sighed helplessly, thinking to himself if you didn't want to use them as cannon fodder, how could it have evolved like this, the current situation was not all caused by you, it wasn't for your blind command, how could the situation become like this?

Even if the people of the Ice and Snow Barbarians are dead, it will not be a big problem, but the problem is how can the section of the Nine Shadows City be repaired when it is destroyed.

The pinnacle blow of the Great Martial Emperor-level powerhouse also had a little impact on the space in this place, and the Sky Dancers would definitely seize this opportunity and prevent them from repairing smoothly.

"I really want to go back to my hometown! I see the flowers, the sunshine, the harvest, the food of my hometown, the smell of wine!" The Pope of the Temple of Creation let out the last sigh of his life at this time, and his body scattered into a stream of light in the sky, and disappeared into nothing in an instant. And the creation artifact on his body also turned into a ray of light and disappeared. (Yin and Yang Initiates Reader Exchange QQ Group: 308074750)