Bang dang!

Qingyao Heavenly God made a move, and with a flick of his fingers, the fingers covering the Yuanmu Magneto-Light lightly landed on the Blood God Sword.

Between the blade of the sword and the fingers, there was a metallic sound.

In the horrified eyes of everyone, Qingyao Heavenly God actually stopped Zhang Jian's invincible divine sword with one finger.

"Even the sword of the sword god can't be defeated, this time the sword god is completely defeated!"

"Yuanmu magnetolight, this is taken from the depths of the earth, it is said that it takes 100,000 years to give birth to a wisp, it is an extremely rare treasure, and it is also a rare material for refining the god king weapon. ”

"It's over, the Sword God will definitely be defeated, the Qingyao Heavenly God is too strong!"

Countless people looked shocked and frightened.

But Zhang Jian did not flinch, his killing intent boiled, the Blood God Sword in his hand became more and more brilliant, and the sea of blood was surging, filling the entire God of War Platform.

"Slash the gods with a sword!"

The space around the God of War Platform was slashed out by Zhang Jian's Blood God Sword, and the black crack was slashed, which was the space shattered, and the void was shattered.

In the ordinary small god realm, in front of such a sword, there can only be room for tearing to pieces.

Even the likes of the Purple Sun Divine Son couldn't withstand such a terrifying sword.

However, the Qingyao Heavenly God's object of protecting the body with the primordial mother's magneto-light was extremely strong, and the sword light fell on it, and it could only make a slight clicking sound, but it could not be cracked.

Zhang Jian slashed out more than a dozen swords, and Qingyao Heavenly God only punched back.

He bent his fingers into a fist, and the magnetic light of the Yuan Mu wrapped around his palm glowed with brilliant green light.

With the punch of Qingyao Heavenly God, the entire void swirled in front of him.

There seems to be infinite power, covering this punch, making the power of this punch multiply.

Bang!

The void collapsed, the heavens and the earth shattered, and the sun and moon hung upside down.

The horror of this punch cannot be described in words.

In the eyes of all the spectators, only the blue fist remained, which not only shook the void, but also filled the entire mind.

It was as if that punch could blow up the world.

At this moment, the sense of crisis in Zhang Jian's heart skyrocketed, and he knew that if he couldn't block this punch, he would definitely be seriously injured if he didn't die.

"Creation Magic!"

The turquoise divine light on Zhang Jian's body was even brighter than that of the Qingyao Heavenly God.

Endless divine power gathered in his hands and fell on his fingertips, like a small cyan sun.

He stretched out his hand, and the vast divine power rushed out.

In an instant, fingers and fists collided.

Bang!

The entire God of War platform was shaking, and a loud rumbling bang erupted.

More cracks appeared on the God of War platform, as if it could not be supported, and was broken.

Everyone could only see a bright blue light.

Bang!

Finally, a dull thump sounded.

Everyone stretched their necks to look at it, only to see Zhang Jian's figure falling on the God of War platform.

Deep fist marks appeared on his chest, several inches deeper, and several ribs were cracked.

With this blow, Zhang Jian was defeated.

However, the Creation Divine Technique also resisted most of the power, otherwise Zhang Jian would not have been injured at this time.

"The Creation Divine Technique, it should have been mine, it was snatched by you, you should die, today, I will take this technique back from you!"

Qingyao Heavenly God disdained to chuckle, he stepped forward, and the whole person was shining to the extreme.

The jade flute was in his hand, and he whimpered and made a strange flute sound, which was in the ears and could make people lose their minds.

Zhang Jian only felt that his divine thoughts were rapidly sinking into the darkness, as if he was about to fall into a coma.

There is also a subconscious that keeps telling him to surrender and let him fall.

This flute is terrifying, capable of manipulating others and turning them into their own puppets.

At this time, the purpose of the Qingyao Heavenly God is exerted.

He first wounded Zhang Jian, and then invaded Zhihai.

He believed that he would definitely succeed and manipulate Zhang Jian as his puppet.

"Bodhicitta Sutra!"

Zhang Jiandao's heart froze, and forcibly gathered his divine thoughts.

Suddenly, in the sea of his consciousness, the divine infant opened his eyes, sat cross-legged, and recited the Heart Sutra, the Dharma is boundless, and everything is saved.

Suddenly, Zhang Jian's sea of knowledge was bright, and the sound of the Qingyao Heavenly God's control flute was completely discharged.

"Hmm, you actually have the Supreme Heart Sutra of Buddhism, I underestimate you!"

The sound of the flute was rejected, and Qingyao Heavenly God felt it for the first time, and immediately stared at Zhang Jian, slightly surprised.

"But even if you have the Supreme Heart Sutra of Buddhism and can block the sound of my flute, you still want to die!"

The eyes of the Qingyao Heavenly God were suddenly like ants.

"Step on the sky!"

I saw that Qingyao Heavenly God stepped out in one step, and he reached the top of Zhang Jian's head, and stepped on it with a bang.

He wrapped the soles of the magnetic light of the Yuan Mother, like a pillar of heaven, and the divine power gathered and turned into an invisible divine foot the size of a hundred zhang.

Bang!

The Divine Foot has not yet arrived.

The entire God of War platform shook violently, as if it couldn't withstand this coercion, and almost collapsed.

This is a great supernatural power, and it is even more terrifying than the previous fists.

"Moon Word Daowen!"

Zhang Jian frowned, and suddenly the moon word Daowen flew out.

The moonlight was like water, condensed into a moon, and fell on Zhang Jian's body, turning into a rising bright moon, resisting the feet of the Qingyao Heavenly God.

"Carving insect skills!"

The Qingyao Heavenly God chuckled disdainfully, and the divine feet became more and more brilliant, and the divine light was even greater.

Boom!

stepped on the bright moon with his feet on the sky, and suddenly made a crisp clicking sound, and the entire bright moon collapsed in front of this unparalleled force.

Zhang Jian's whole person was stepped into the god of war platform by the Qingyao Heavenly God.

Cracks, creaks and clicks, spreading across the countertop.

"Shhh

Seeing this scene, countless people gasped.

Zhang Jian's strength is obvious to everyone, the sword light is fast, invincible, even the Ziyang Divine Son can't stop his sword.

However, in front of the Qingyao Heavenly God, he was as vulnerable as an ant.

"Zhang Jian!"

The Miaotian Goddess was heartbroken, and her face turned pale.

"Master!"

In the Tianduan Mountain Range, nine lions cried and roared the river.

"Brother Zhang!"

In the Zixiao Sect, Lin Yuan's face was sad and very ugly.

There are also Pu Yaojiao and Su Yingxue, who also showed tears on their faces, and they couldn't bear to lose Zhang Jian.

"Hahaha, just up to you, you also want to compete with me, and go to cultivate for another 100,000 years!"

Qingyao Heavenly God stepped on Zhang Jian, and he was very proud.

Everything about Zhang Jian, in front of him, was like paper paste, which was easily broken by him.

At this time, he was trampled under his feet, and the sullenness in his heart was also spit out, which was extremely refreshing.

"Surrender, or death, rest assured, I won't let you have a chance to admit defeat!"

At this moment, the Qingyao Heavenly God stood with his hands in his hands, like a god and demon in the world, overlooking Zhang Jian.

In the sky and on the ground, everyone's eyes were also looking at Zhang Jian.

This dark horse as bright as a shooting star.

Will it also flash like a meteor and die?

No one knows, but everyone knows.

In front of such a powerful Qingyao Heavenly God, Zhang Jian did not have any power to resist.

"Thank you!"

Suddenly.

Zhang Jian, who was trampled under the feet of the Qingyao Heavenly God, spoke, but his words made the Qingyao Heavenly God stunned.

The next moment, a violent aura emerged from Zhang Jian's body. "Let me understand the Ninth Avenue: Bright Moon Avenue!"