Although Li Banjuan comprehended the "Pangu Open Heaven Change" from the half-volume book of heaven, he did not complete the whole work, and the immortal real person stepped on the colorful clouds, and the gods were haunted, and he was surprised by the "Imperial God Cone" and subdued it. The god Pangu shrank to the size of an ordinary person in a blink of an eye, Li Banjuan's face turned pale, coughing again and again, but a pair of eyes became brighter and brighter, the immortal real person manipulated the god cone behind him, and he didn't notice it, but Xuan Yuanzi could see it clearly, her left hand clenched into a fist, her nails pierced into the palm, and her right hand was hidden in her sleeve, clenching the hilt of the sword, waiting for the opportunity.

The three-inch child grinned, the purple electric gossamer tightened more and more, Li Banjuan coughed out of breath, his face turned red, and a line of essence blood spurted out of the "pop", which fell on the gossamer, turning into a small chaotic turbulence, trembling and majestic, flying rapidly around his body, and swallowing all the purple electric gossamer in the blink of an eye.

Li Banjuan knew the weakness of "Pangu Open Heaven Change", and saw that the Imperial God Cone had achieved the true spirit, and knew that if the stalemate continued, there was no opportunity to take advantage of it, so he took the initiative to disperse the divine power, compressed the remaining chaotic turbulence in his body, and poured it into the essence and blood, and did not hesitate to burn Shouyuan to make a blow. Changsheng Zhenren was caught off guard, and hurriedly recalled the Imperial God Cone, but it was already half a beat slower, Li Banjuan released his restraints, pursed his lips and sprayed the essence blood to the three-inch child, drenching him all over his head and face, the child was terrified, screamed, and was already engulfed by the chaos and turbulence.

Changsheng Zhenren flew forward, didn't care about hurting the enemy, raised his foot and kicked Li Banjuan, lifted the true yuan and blew it away, as if pouring oil into the fire, the chaotic turbulence soared several feet high, and the three-inch child "squeaked" and screamed, unable to maintain the human form, and turned into a purple god cone, which greatly damaged his spirituality. Changsheng Zhenren silently used Xuangong, bit the tip of his tongue and spewed out a breath of clear air, extinguished the turbulence, snatched the god cone into his hand, and rubbed it carefully, his heart ached.

The true treasure of the heavenly court, once the true spirit is achieved, it is the most rare to be able to cultivate all kinds of incredible supernatural powers, and even surpass its master. The three-inch child turned into a god cone has not been formed for a long time, and can only manipulate the purple electric gossamer, which was disabled by Li Banjuan, and I don't know when it will be able to restore its appearance, Changsheng Zhenren has a sinister face, turns his head and glares at Li Banjuan, without saying a word, pinching the magic with both hands, stretching and curling his ten fingers, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, lasting for more than ten breaths, and then he sacrifices a Yimu divine thunder, electric light, and splits down to Li Banjuan's head.

Li Banjuan struggled to survive, and sacrificed several magic weapons one after another, all of which were split into ashes by the divine thunder, and he was exhausted, so he had to sigh, with a desolate smile on his face. Half a volume of the Book of Heaven, after all, it can't reach the genius of the Heavenly Vertical, and it destroys the true spirit that the Immortal True Man has painstakingly cultivated, and that's the end of it.

Just as he was about to strike, a black shadow rampage, pounced on the immortal real person like a fierce beast, Wei Qiqi suddenly appeared, covered with dragon scales, and slammed his shoulders sideways. Changsheng Zhenren sneered slightly, where could he see such a small trick of hand-to-hand combat, he casually raised his right palm, a little white light flashed in his palm, and instantly condensed several prohibitions, and patted on the other party's shoulder.

Almost at the same time, Xuan Yuanzi floated in, urging the treasure of the Biluo Hall to "Obscure Upper Pole Clothes", stretching his sleeves, and rolling away the divine thunder. A divine thunder that the immortal real person was bound to obtain deflected a few feet and fell into the void, Li Banjuan escaped, and his spirit was suddenly lifted.

The huge force was applied to his body, and it was difficult to advance an inch, Wei Seventeen's figure was slightly paused, and then he snorted, and his feet were in the void, leaning closely, and the prohibition was torn apart. Changsheng Zhenren said "Huh", he didn't expect the other party's demon body to be so strong, his mind moved slightly, and the colorful clouds rolled under his feet, engulfing his body, Wei Seventeen made a fierce force, hit the air, staggered out more than ten steps, and trampled on the void to shatter, barely retracting castration.

Behind him, the void suddenly opened a portal, Wei Qiqi expected the enemy first, like a divine help, and threw the Apocalypse Orb with his backhand, the blood light skyrocketed, and the face was smashed away. The immortal real man roared angrily, closing the void and avoiding its edge, and the "Unparalleled Chacha Cloud" under his feet had been cut in half by a blow from the orb.

There is no multiplication of Chayun, Qingque Spirit Soul Screen, Imperial God Cone, Yimu Divine Thunder, and the means of immortal real human power are endless, Li Banjuan has no strength to fight again, so he can only hope for the help of the two people in Biluo Palace, and while the other party has not escaped from the void, he hurriedly said: "The Immortal Son is the essence of plants and trees, and its original form——"

There was a thunderclap on the ground, and a towering ancient tree fell from the sky, like an optimus pillar, stretching branches and leaves, and the electric light was like a dragon and snake entangled, and it was about to explode.

"Forgive the sin!" Xuan Yuanzi lifted Li Banjuan, raised his arms and threw him away, Li Banjuan knew that he had no way to intervene, his limbs curled up into a ball, and with the power of a throw, he urged the last trace of true yuan, and his body loomed, turning into a phantom, and quickly escaped.

The immortal real person appeared in his original form, shaking the branches and leaves, and the Yimu divine thunder slashed down one after another, enveloping a radius of hundreds of miles, and the thunder was connected into one piece. Xuanyuanzi has a bright upper armor to protect herself, the divine thunder falls in the air, not touching a single bit, the true yuan in the body is rapidly lost, and there is no way to continue, she is secretly surprised, and subconsciously looks at Wei Qiqi, but sees that he is like being intimidated by the power of heaven, and he is clearly holding the Apocalypse Orb in his palm, but he has not made a move, allowing thousands of divine thunder to hit his body.

She frowned, she didn't know why Wei Qiqi was so out of shape, wanting to wait for help, but she was trapped by the Otogi Divine Thunder, and she had more than enough heart but not enough strength. She clenched her silver teeth, knowing that she had finally underestimated Li Banjuan, the immortal real person, and the heroes of the world!

The divine thunder slashed the body, without any obstacles, all of them submerged into the "One Mustard Cave Heaven", and fell on the towering creation tree, the electric light was entangled, condensed but not dispersed, similar to the ontology of the immortal real person. Wei Seventeen spread his legs and stood steadily in the void, his face was strange, unmoved, the talisman dragon scales gradually disappeared, the cave sky opened to the limit, and the Yimu Divine Thunder gathered from all directions, abandoning Xuan Yuanzi, like a mud cow into the sea, disappearing without a trace.

After dozens of breaths, the towering tree of creation buzzed and trembled, uprooted, smashed through a mustard hole in the sky, and appeared behind Wei Seventeen, facing the two sides of the body of the immortal real person, Wei Seventeen was sandwiched between two giant trees, like a small ant, imperceptible.

Wei Qiqi looked up at the immortal real person, and said to himself: "It turned out that the creation tree became the essence, no wonder ......"

The immortal real person urged thousands of Yimu Divine Thunder, in vain, most of them were collected by the other party, people are not as good as heaven, then Wei Seventeen's body actually hid a towering cultivation tree, the same source, how can Yimu Divine Thunder hurt him in the slightest. Seeing that Xuan Yuanzi was wearing an obscure upper robe, holding the Sword of Life and Death, and watching from the side, he knew that this battle was at a disadvantage, and continued to fight, but he was afraid that the odds of winning were not much, so he put away his original form at the moment, showed his human body, glanced at the jewel in Wei Qiqi's palm, and suddenly said: "That is the Apocalypse Orb made of the remnant treasure of the Netherworld?"

Wei Qiqi's mind moved slightly, and he put the towering cultivation tree into a mustard cave sky, and said in a deep voice: "Yes, it is this pearl." ”

Xuan Yuanzi walked to his side, stood side by side with him, regardless of priority, and said lightly: "Why is the real person so conceitful?"

The immortal real person looked at Xuan Yuanzi, his eyes were blazing, and he suddenly smiled, and said: "Why do you say this, at this time, at that time, isn't the Taoist friend also a former and a respectful!"