"Puff~~"

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These lightning basically ignored the existence of the aura, and directly penetrated the protective aura and appeared in the sea of gods, crumbling the impact of the blue and white Tai Chi balls, and the primordial gods in them, the black and white flames in their eyes erupted, constantly swaying in the plasma, and cracks continued to appear on the body of the primordial gods, and the blue dragon phantom on the bronze armor also kept roaring and roaring, as if they were full of anger and fear for these lightning.

"Eight meters...... Six-meter ...... Three meters ......"

Yang Ling's body trembled wildly, feeling that the Yuan Shen would jump out of his body uncontrollably at any time, but in the end, he still grabbed the rattan on the mountain wall that was no more than a foot long, like a purple jade.

However, at the same time as he grabbed this rattan, he suddenly felt a wave of fear in his heart for no reason, in the crackling lightning, the rattan seemed to suddenly wake up from sleep, and the purple light burst out of the whole body, and the purple-gold bell flower at the top of the rattan fell off at once, turning into a streamer and rushing into his eyebrows directly suspended above the blue and white Taiji ball in the sea of gods, the purple light at the mouth of the bell swallowed, and one by one he seemed to want to swallow the Taiji ball.

And the lightning in the sky was like an old cat that smelled salted fish, crackling and converging into a stream of colorful electricity the thickness of a bucket rushing into his sea of gods, crashing into the bell and the blue-white taiji ball.

"Boom~"

Yang Ling felt that his eyes were dark, and he opened his mouth to spurt out a few mouthfuls of blood with a scream, and the person fell from thousands of meters in the air.

A colored lightning volley went straight down, chasing Yang Ling into the darkness, and under the impact of this lightning, the surface of the Qingbai Taiji ball began to click and appear a series of subtle cracks, a large amount of blazing white plasma sprayed out of the cracks, and the colored lightning kept colliding, but it was soon swallowed by the colored lightning.

The Tai Chi Ball was overwhelmed, the Yuan Shen in it was even more precarious, the cracks on the surface of the body became more and more obvious, the bronze armor began to crumble, and the green dragon phantom swirled and roared one after another.

"Bang~"

Yang Ling smashed heavily into the gravel like a broken sack, but almost at the moment of landing, an overwhelming aura of divine soul emanated from his body, turning into a mighty and almost visible wave of terrifying aura that pushed around, and the narrow valley suddenly surged, and then a black tower shadow flew out from above his head, turning into a hundred meters in size and covering his body in one fell swoop, and at the same time, a huge wheel at the bottom of the tower clicked, and a bronze palace was revealed, and a large amount of cyan light erupted, blocking the colorful lightning of the thickness of the bucket。

Yang Ling was bleeding from seven holes at this time, and blood was pouring out of his mouth as if he didn't want money.

At this time, he could no longer feel any external situation, all his divine consciousness was concentrated in the Divine Sea, and under the impact of lightning, the Taiji Ball and the Yuan Shen were about to collapse.

Once the Yuan Shen collapses, it is estimated that it will be his death.

In the system, everyone else can be resurrected when they die, but he can't, and even if he can, he doesn't dare to try.

A small black gourd also flew out of his eyebrows.

"Smack~"

Yang Ling pulled off the gourd stopper, and the violent aura frantically poured into the small gourd with the power of the divine soul, a pitch-black vortex emerged, and a large amount of black qi swirled out in all directions to wrap the lightning of the thickness of the bucket, and then frantically inhaled into the vortex.

The pitch-black little gourd began to flash with colorful light, all kinds of runes flickered and jumped, and countless colored electric rays came out, slowly wrapping the small gourd in, and in less than three minutes, the small gourd had turned into a ball of colored electricity, floating in the air and shaking desperately, and gradually there were signs that it could not be supported.

At this time, a large number of colored electric rays escaped from the vortex, constantly impacting the cyan light released by the Reincarnation Divine Palace, and a large amount of blue light began to collapse under the violent impact, and the bronze palace also began to make a clicking sound, obviously unable to resist this colored electric light, and the colored electric light still poured into his divine sea in a steady stream.

Seeing that there were more and more cracks on the Qingbai Taiji Ball, and the face of the Yuan Shen began to crumble into pieces piece by piece, Yang Ling's heart was even more chilled.

Nima, is Lao Tzu really going to die here today?

Yang Ling regretted a little, he really shouldn't be greedy to poke this hornet's nest.

And that wisteria is obviously not a reward item for the system.

But at this time, he could no longer tolerate the slightest hesitation and hesitation, since the target of these electric lights was that flower, in the final analysis, he might have to dispose of that flower.

He had also tried to channel these colored electric lights to the stone tablet of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths just now, but he found that he could not succeed at all, and the power of the divine soul was strangled before it could be approached.

"Roar~"

Tai Chi Qiu trembled slightly, and a cyan dragon shook its head and tail and rushed out of it, and the scales and claws on its body began to shatter, but it opened its mouth and spewed out a stream of black and white flames to wrap its body, and then opened its big mouth and swallowed the purple-gold bell flower into its belly.

"Jingle Bell~"

At the moment when the green dragon put the flower into his mouth, accompanied by a crisp and clear bell sound sounded in Yang Ling's mind, the canyon shook and shook for a while, and a pitch-black crack exploded in the air, and the entire valley collapsed in an instant as if it had suffered a twelve-magnitude earthquake, and then collapsed inward.

"Boom~"

Before Yang Ling could comprehend, he felt a completely irresistible force pressing down from all around, and he was wrapped in a large amount of rubble and fell into the endless abyss as soon as it was dark.

"Ahem~"

I don't know how long it took, Yang Ling slowly got up from the pile of rubble, and then his eyes darkened for a while, and he shook a few times and sat down again.

At this time, he looked extremely miserable, his hair was unkempt, the clothes on his body had long been torn into strips of cloth, and his whole body was sore, as if he had been pressed several times by a 10,000-ton hydraulic press, and his bones were crushed into slag, and the pain could not describe his feeling at this time.

After about three minutes, Yang Ling staggered to his feet again.

The small gourd was still suspended in front of him, and at this time, the electric rays on it had disappeared, but there were countless colorful patterns, which looked more delicate, beautiful and weird.

Plug the plug and put away the small gourd, at this time, in the sea of gods, the colored electric rays have also disappeared, only the blue and white Tai Chi balls full of cracks are covered with weird colored patterns, and the Yuan Shen has sat cross-legged in the Tai Chi ball, soaked in the blazing white plasma, the black and white flames are burning, and a purple-gold bell phantom is suspended above the head of the Yuan Shen, and a faint purple light is emitting to cover the Yuan Shen in it.