The light is dense, the gods are vertical and horizontal, the two sides of this battle are not simple characters, Wang Qian and his clones are of course strong and fierce, but the Mingguang Holy Lord and the Ziyu Holy Lord with the many Taiyi monks under their command are also not to be underestimated, and at the beginning of the battle, it entered a fierce white heat.

Wang Gan and the zombies are divided into body and mind, they are originally one person, so with this cooperation, it is not too easy, first of all, Wang Gan himself, now he has begun to gradually refine the heart of destruction, for the wild gods, the understanding is unfathomable, the flesh is unparalleled, can capture the sun and the moon, burst the mountains and rivers, this time it broke out, it was simply earth-shattering, the ghost cried and howled, he stepped out, and the surrounding void was shattered, like a hazy shadow, that is, everyone present was Taiyi monks, and it was difficult to grasp his location for a while, his speed has exceeded a limit, breaking the vacuum, trance, distorting vision, this speed is really terrifying。

Boom, boom! In less than an instant, Wang Gan seemed to be incarnated into tens of millions, and his shadow was everywhere in the vast void, no one could find out where he really was, the Golden Light Cave, and the Purple Bamboo Forest nearly thirty Taiyi monks shot out countless magical magic weapon lights, but they couldn't even catch his shadow, but they just shattered one phantom after another, this scene made these Taiyi monks feel cold in their hearts.

In this battle, Wang Gan did not use any magic weapons, relying on his supreme body, the world's divine power, breaking a qiē shackles, smashing many defenses, a terrible scream came, and one by one Taiyi monks in the void exploded into a cloud of flesh and blood mist, falling, falling, dying, dying!

In an instant, Wang Gan shot ten palm prints in a row, and killed ten Taiyi monks, his divine power was too terrifying, his physical strength alone was equivalent to the strength of dozens of Taiyi Holy Lords, what a terrible number, each of his moves was simple and simple, but it was like the power of dozens of Taiyi monks superimposed together, who could stop this kind of divine might? At least the monks of the Golden Light Cave and the Purple Bamboo Forest could not stop it.

Bloody and cruel, killing people, every qiē came too fast, just in a trance, countless figures were shaking, and ten people were blown up.

"Not good!"

"No, what kind of freak is this Wang Qian, it's terrifying!"

A panicked cry continued to sound, the monks of the Golden Light Cave and the Purple Bamboo Forest were almost not scared to death by the cruel killing of Wang Gan himself, it was too terrifying, too invincible, and he killed ten Taiyi monks at once, this is the Taiyi Holy Lord, not a cat or a dog, each of them has experienced infinitely, and the opportunity has been created, each of them has deduced many legends, and their lives are wonderful, but now in Wang Gan's hands, every qiē is over, and he is as easy as killing the Taiyi Holy Lord, which is simply beyond everyone's imagination。

Panic, despair, all kinds of emotions and thoughts ripple into the void, like the end of the world, for these people, now is the end of the world, their lives have no security, they may be easily taken away at any time, such a mood is not immersive is difficult to understand.

"How can this be, how can this be, has this Wang Qian already broken through Da Luo?"

The Holy Lord of Mingguang couldn't calm down anymore, but as soon as they fought, they lost ten Taiyi monks on their side, which almost scared him to death, his face was pale, his eyes were foggy, and countless thoughts were rolling in his heart, not knowing what to do.

The Purple Jade Holy Lord's cousin was no better, looking at the clouds of blood mist that exploded in the void, he knew that at least half of them were his senior brothers of the Purple Bamboo Forest lineage.

It's miserable, it's miserable, where does this start?

"Wang Qian, you demon, I'm going to kill you!"

The Bright Light Holy Lord screamed suddenly, the sound was so sharp that his brain twitched, and under the endless tragic panic, he finally went completely crazy, and with a roar, the whole person was shrouded in a ball of golden light and rushed towards Wang Qian's own deity.

"Haha, Mingguang Holy Lord, are you crazy? Since you dare to attack us, you must be prepared to die, now where is this, I want you to watch me kill them all one by one~!"

Wang Gan laughed loudly, the void where his body passed completely exploded into a mass of chaos, there was turbulence everywhere, light and shadow were permeated, and the Bright Light Holy Lord was frantically chasing and killing, but now Wang Gan's speed had reached a terrifying level, and he couldn't catch up at all.

Snort, stretched out one hand, Wang Gan's figure suddenly appeared in front of a Taiyi monk, this person's golden robe, naturally a monk of the Golden Light Cave, his eyes were full of despair and fear, but there was no power to resist, Wang Gan grabbed it, the void froze, and it was suppressed with infinite force, even if this person wanted to move, it was extremely difficult, and he watched Wang Gan's big hand directly grasp his head, and the brutal power was surging, and he fainted as soon as it was dark in front of him, and lost his mind.

"Bright Light Holy Lord, here you go!"

Wang Gan vigorously crushed and threw this person fiercely towards the Bright Light Holy Lord who was constantly chasing behind, and before he could reach his side, he exploded into a mass of minced flesh in the air, bloody and terrifying.

The Bright Light Holy Lord's eyes were about to be bleeding, and he watched as Wang Gan grabbed one of his fellow disciples and threw it over, and before he was ready to take it, he exploded in the air and died completely, how cruel it was.

But the tragedy and despair are not only that, when Wang Gan himself moved, the doppelganger naturally also started at the same time, compared with the arrogant and wild fighting method of the deity, the doppelganger was relatively soft, the demon lord scroll in his hand trembled, a quaint picture scroll across the void, the ancient and pure demon qi killing light rushed and roared, buzzing, the picture scroll flashed, a Taiyi monk was wrapped in it, thousands of magic lights strangled over, this person screamed and turned into a group of essence was absorbed and refined by the picture scroll, this action is a matter of blink of an eye, the power of the demon lord picture scroll is now becoming more and more powerful, these Taiyi monks are very easy to kill, the picture scroll is vertical and horizontal, The magic light was swirling, and a Venerable Taiyi monk was involved in it, grinding out the essence and energy of the group, and in a few breaths, more than a dozen Taiyi monks were refined by the magic map, and even the cloud of blood mist that was exploded in the void by Wang Qian just now was also absorbed and swallowed by the magic map, which was cruel and terrifying.

Destroying the withering and decaying, yes, it is destroying the withering and decaying, the many Taiyi monks in the Jinguang Cave and the Purple Bamboo Forest are under the joint attack of Wang Qian's deity and the clone, one by one, they are constantly falling, although the cultivation of these people is good, but now the cultivation of Wang Gan's deity and the doppelganger is too strong, so strong that it is desperate, and they can't resist it at all, and they are being killed before their eyes.

And the Taiyi monks killed by Wang Gan's own doppelganger are all ordinary people, the Purple Jade Holy Lord and the Mingguang Holy Lord have not moved for the time being, these two people are both leaders of one side, each with their own hole cards in hand, not to mention anything else, the big mirror is not easy to deal with, although Wang Gan is not afraid, but if he wants to easily kill people like the Mingguang Holy Lord and the Ziyu Holy Lord, it is still a little difficult, at least he has to entangle to be able to kill, so he has already planned to kill the others first, and then deal with these two people at the end.

This plan can not be described as vicious, now Wang Gan's own doppelganger has made moves again and again, killing a Taiyi monk every time, the Holy Lord of Minguang and the Holy Lord of Ziyu are about to go crazy, roaring again and again, constantly chasing and trying to stop Wang Gan's killing, but unfortunately Wang Gan's self-figure and the doppelganger do not fight with them at all, relying on their own speed is unparalleled, constantly shuttling in the void, and killing the surrounding monks one by one.

After a while, nearly thirty Taiyi monks were almost killed by Wang Gan, leaving only the Bright Light Holy Lord and the Purple Jade Holy Lord, these two people now had dull eyes, their hair was scattered, their faces were pale, and they looked like they were about to collapse.

It's no wonder that they are really Wang Gan is too ruthless, under a big killing, all the people under their command are dead, and there is no one left, they didn't expect this result.

"Wang Gan, you devil, brute, you killed them all, killed them all!"

"Nether, you don't have to die well, my purple bamboo forest and you will never die, never die!"

The two of them muttered to themselves, their nerves were close to collapse, and they just kept scolding Wang Gan's deity and clone.

Wang Qian sneered again and again, since these people wanted to deal with him, they naturally had to be prepared to fall, and if they ended up like this, they would be to blame.

"Holy Lord of Bright Light, this Heart of Destruction is here, do you still want it, time is running out, in a few moments this Heart of Destruction will turn into a mess of chaos, and every Qiē divine effect will disappear, why don't you hurry up and do it?"

Wang Gan's clone looked at the crazy appearance of the Mingguang Holy Lord and said lightly.

These words seemed to make the Mingguang Holy Lord calm down a little, the expression on his pale face was complicated, hideous and distorted, and countless thoughts were tumbling in his heart, to be honest, the biggest reason why the Jinguang Cave and his gang ended up in this fate was still himself, if it wasn't for the covetousness of Wang Gan's doppelganger, how could there be such a big loss, originally thought that a large number of Taiyi monks on his side could join forces to kill Wang Gan's doppelganger, and then take the heart of ruin, who knew that in the end it would be like this, this change came too quickly, making it difficult for him to accept。

Now hearing Wang Gan's clone ridicule, the Holy Lord of Mingguang was almost delirious, this was pouring salt on his wounds. , purely not wanting to make him feel better.

"Nether, what do you want, do you really want to kill them all?"

His face changed for a long time, and the Holy Lord of Bright Light finally calmed down, and asked in an indifferent tone, his appearance gave people a very peculiar feeling, that is, the walking dead, without any expression, and without the slightest fluctuation in his mood, it was completely like a stone.

Wang Gan sneered in his body and mind, after today, this Mingguang Holy Lord is probably going to be completely abolished, even if he doesn't kill him, there will be no good end, with a group of Taiyi monks in Jinguangdong, but now he is dead, where is such a big loss that he can afford lightly, of course, Wang Gan is not ready to let him go, at this time, the heart of the fight, that is, the strength of the strong is obtained, the strength is not enough, either don't come over to mix, or you have to be ready to die.

On the other side, the Purple Jade Holy Lord's table Xiàn and the Mingguang Holy Lord are similar, the current situation of the two of them is not very good, the loss in Wang Qian's hands is too big, and they can't make up for it.

"Why, what kind of person are you Mingguang Holy Lord, invincible and powerful, now you want to ask for mercy?"

Wang Gan's clone sneered coldly, and Sen Ran's killing intent gradually fluctuated.

"Haha, yes, my Bright Light Holy Lord lost, completely lost, lost very badly, I'm here, you Netherworld will come up and take my life!"

The Holy Lord of Bright Light smiled sadly, he is better off dead now, and since this is the case, it is better to die vigorously.

"In that case, then I will fulfill you!"

Wang Gan's doppelganger's expression was cold, the Bright Light Holy Lord had such a request, he naturally wanted to fulfill it, and the Great Mirror of Light was also very wonderful, worthy of him to take it, even if he didn't use it, if he could refine the essence and divine energy in it into the Chaos Bell, it could also enhance the power of his own Dao Treasure, and maybe he could also refine a pseudo artifact, which was a big gain.

The Purple Jade Holy Lord's face was calm and silent, his current situation was similar to that of the Mingguang Holy Lord, they were all complete losers, and they were ready to fall, but even if they died, they had to fight for the last time, and when they practiced to his level, how could they be willing to die, even if it was a chicken and duck, they had to jump before they died, not to mention that a Taiyi peak consummation monk like him was only one step away from becoming a Da Luo character.

Wang Qian's deity was also ready, the Purple Jade Holy Lord and the Mingguang Holy Lord were not comparable to those people just now, not only were these two people cultivating to a higher level, but even the magic weapon in their hands was not so simple.

The Great Mirror in the Bright Light Holy Lord's hand began to emit a misty golden light, sharp and sharp, and a terrifying and oppressive momentum emanated from him.

The Purple Jade Holy Lord is not to be underestimated, he is holding a handle of three treasures Ruyi, covered with purple rhyme, the qi is vast and deep, and it rises from the ground, the three treasure Ruyi is also a pseudo-artifact, the power is immeasurable, not under the mirror of light.

The final battle was about to break out, the momentum of both sides was majestic and terrifying, the void for thousands of miles was full of ups and downs, and the golden light and purple rhyme of divine light and demonic qi were permeating, and the figures of the four of them were gradually unable to see clearly, shrouded in a cloud of mysterious and profound light.

On the other side of the void, many monks of the Antarctic Palace had just seized a Heart of Destruction, and then suddenly felt the endless oppressive aura in the depths of the void, which made people tremble, and they all turned around to look at it.

"It's not good, it's Brother Wang Qian, that's the Mingguang Holy Lord and the Purple Jade Holy Lord, these two people are the leaders of the Purple Bamboo Forest and the Golden Light Cave, they are going to fight to the death, which is very bad. ”

In the Antarctic Palace, the Yuanji Holy Lord was the first to react, and shouted in his heart that it was not good, how could he not know that the two of them were the famous Taiyi Holy Lord, the candidate of the Great Luo Divine Venerable, and a peerless genius who could break through at any time, Wang Gan naturally did not need to say, although the Yuanji Holy Lord had not known Wang Gan for a long time, he really knew that this was a peerless and graceful figure, with high strength, decisive killing, lawlessness, he had slaughtered seven monks of the Purple Bamboo Forest in front of him, and now he was even more against the two Holy Lords of Ziyu Mingguang, how could he not be shocked。

"Anyway, he is also a guest figure of my Antarctic Palace, and he can't let Brother Wang Qian, Jinguang Cave, and Zizhulin form an undying hatred. ”

The Yuan Ji Holy Lord couldn't calm down anymore when he thought of this, and even the joy of just capturing a Heart of Destruction was diluted, and in a flash, he had already come to the edge of the battlefield.

"The two senior brothers of Ziyu Mingguang, as well as Brother Wang Qian, you all stop first!"

The Yuanji Holy Lord shouted, alarming both Wang Qian, and the tense and suppressed momentum eased slightly, and a pair of fierce eyes looked towards the Yuanji Holy Lord.

"Hmm, it turned out to be the Yuanji junior brother of the Antarctic Palace, what do you mean by this? Could it be that you know Wang Gan and the two demons of the Netherworld?"

The Bright Light Holy Lord's eyes were cold, and he said directly.

"Ah, Senior Brother Mingguang, this Brother Wang is the guest of my Antarctic Palace, you can all talk about any contradictions, don't fight, how can we say that our Antarctic Palace and Jinguang Cave also belong to the same Yuxu Sect, how can we fight to the death like this!"

The Yuanji Holy Lord was still talking, and the faces of the Mingguang Holy Lord and the Purple Jade Holy Lord were already pitch black, and suddenly the two of them shouted at the same time.

"Shut up!"

"Okay, Yuan Ji, it turns out that Wang Gan's demon belongs to your Antarctic Palace, very good, very good, it seems that your Antarctic Palace and my Jinguang Cave are going to be completely opposed, do you know, Wang Gan, this devil, he, has slaughtered dozens of our senior brothers, dozens of them, what a big loss, what a big hatred!"

"Yes, I really didn't expect that the people of your Antarctic Palace would be so ruthless, completely ignoring the feelings of the same family, wantonly killing the monks of my purple bamboo forest, but you want to give me an explanation for today's matter!"

The Purple Jade Holy Lord's face also changed greatly, he never thought that Wang Qian would still be a person from the Antarctic Palace, and now this Yuanji Holy Lord actually appeared here to say something to say, don't fight to the death, what is the reason!

The Yuan Extreme Holy Lord's face changed miserably, his brain was buzzing, and he almost fainted! From the words of the Bright Light Holy Lord and the Purple Jade Holy Lord, he seemed to understand something.

But just now, the Yuanji Holy Lord and the people of the Antarctic Palace were trying their best to seize the Heart of Destruction, and the distance was also very far away, and he didn't notice the battle on Wang Gan's side at all, he naturally didn't know that Wang Gan had killed the Mingguang Holy Lord Ziyu Holy Lord into the commander of the light pole, and the Taiyi monks under his command had all been lost, how big this grudge was, it was unimaginable!

"Brother Wang, you, what's going on?"

No matter how dull the Yuanji Holy Lord was, he also knew that he had really done a foolish thing by interfering this time, and the grudge between the two sides was much stricter than he imagined.

"Haha, Brother Yuanji, you don't need to say much, now I have countless grudges with Jinguang Cave and Zizhu Forest, you don't have to be embarrassed, and I don't want the guest Qing of Antarctic Palace, so as not to cause trouble to you, you go down, today's matter can only be a battle of life and death!"

Wang Gan laughed, he also saw that the Yuanji Holy Lord didn't seem to understand the situation, and wanted to come up and make peace, how could this be possible, he Wang Gan just made a big show of power and directly slaughtered dozens of Taiyi monks, how could such a big loss be written off?