"Boom!"

After a loud bang, the treasure light shone brightly, the power of the law raged, and a huge force spread out in all directions from the place where the spell and the fist shadow were intertwined.

The dense attack landed on Wang An, making a series of thumping sounds.

"Puff ......"

Wang An's golden light dissipated, and his body staggered backwards, his face showing a strange golden halo, and then spurted out a puff of golden blood and sprinkled it between heaven and earth.

"Haha, but so, I thought it was so powerful, and I was ashamed to directly envelop the attack range on us. You can get injured with just a simple spell attack, what kind of capital do you have to be proud of?" Chao Wendao of the Mayfly Clan stared at Wang An with disdain, and said sarcastically.

"Hmph, you're enough! You're all old, and you're bullying juniors, it's really shameless. At this time, Mu Yuanhao's body suddenly erupted with a monstrous ferocity, and he flew directly to Wang An's side, glaring at the ten Spirit Clan Mahayana with righteous indignation.

At this moment, not only Mu Yuanhao panicked, but the rest of the monks who were watching the battle were full of despair.

As soon as he tried it, Wang An fell directly behind, obviously inferior to them.

Now everyone only hopes that the battle will end as soon as possible, and this defeat will not leave a demonic obstacle in Wang An's heart and affect his state of mind.

"Senior Mu, stand back, I'm fine!" Wang An's figure flashed, and he appeared directly in front of the ten Mahayana of the Spirit Clan.

"Haha, it was just a temptation, it seems that your strength has not disappointed me, in that case, I will let you see my true strength. Wang An laughed, and an eight-colored halo began to fill his body.

Brilliant and fierce, the mighty power of the world erupted from Wang An's body, stirring the sky, shaking the heavens and the earth, and shattering the void.

At this moment, Wang An is like a god and demon, looking at the world and suppressing everything.

"Buzz!"

The surging power of the world spread out in all directions, as if a colorful tide was spreading.

Soon, Wang An's whole person was shrouded in an eight-colored halo, and he couldn't look at him directly, making everyone inexplicably have an urge to bow down.

Mu Yuanhao, who had been hesitating all along, was surprised to find that he couldn't resist this majestic force at all.

Coercion, domineering, like the power of the Great Dao, dominates everything, making the soul tremble.

"It's... What kind of power is this?"

"It's such a powerful force, and there is a feeling of facing the consciousness of the Great Dao. ”

"Oh no, the space around is imprisoned!"

At this time, the ten Mahayana monks of the Spirit Clan finally stopped being calm.

The power of the Eight Desolations World came with a rolling rhyme, overwhelming the sky, as powerful as a mountain, as strong as the collapse of heaven and earth.

The surrounding space was like a cage, sluggish and solidified, the aura was empty, people were like trapped in an endless swamp, and a fear suddenly rose from the heart.

"Khooth!"

At the same time, Wang An's body suddenly erupted with a sword intent that pierced the sky, and an eight-colored haunting flying sword suddenly suspended three feet above Wang's head.

"Whew!"

Wang An pinched the magic trick in his hand, and recited one incantation after another in his mouth, and the Eight Desolation Sword let out a cheerful sound, and it spun around and rose to the sky.

The law of the sword is pervasive, the sword qi is criss-crossed, and the sword shadow is heavy, and it is divided into eight.

"Boom!"

The aura of heaven and earth suddenly shook, as if a pair of invisible hands were stirring everything.

The eight-series aura flowed in an uproar, frantically pouring into the Eight Desolation Sword, and the flying sword turned into a thousand zhang in the blink of an eye, and a chill Ling Ran's sword law raged and rolled.

One after another, the sword intent was crystal like a coiled silk, and the sword qi reached, and spatial gaps visible to the naked eye appeared in the void.

"Go!"

A chill flashed in Wang An's eyes, and with a little finger, the eight flying swords spun around, forming a strange sword formation, rumbling towards the ten Spirit Clan Mahayana.

At a glance, dense sword intent filled the sky, and within a radius of thousands of miles, there was a flying sword world, forming a powerful sword domain.

The momentum was like the collapse of heaven and earth, and the chill penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and in the hearts of the spiritual Mahayana such as the spirit clan, a sense of ominous aftermath suddenly surged up.

"What kind of broken power is this, open it for me!"

"Boom!"

The faces of the ten people changed greatly, their hearts beat wildly, and they couldn't care about it anymore, and directly used various spirit secret techniques to break free from the shackles of the power of the world.

It's too late, it's too soon!

Just at the last moment, the sword formation composed of the Eight Desolation Swords fell on everyone with a bang.

"Boom!

As the law of the furious sword fell, the aura guards around everyone were shattered, and the clothes were directly shattered in the sword qi.

The sword qi fell on his body, and shocking scars suddenly appeared, blood flowed like an infusion, and the sword intent lingered.

Under the power of the Eight Desolation Worlds, Chao Wendao and the other ten people were powerless to resist.

"Hey, hey,!"

The next moment, Wang An sneered, and the golden light on his body suddenly flashed, and the Sanskrit sound was masterful, and the trick of clearing the ground suddenly worked.

The palm shadows were heavy, and the law of force was pervasive, and everyone couldn't react at all, and the dense palm shadows fell on the bodies that left them.

"Bang bang bang!"

There was a burst of explosions, and the ten Mahayana spirit clans flew backwards like sandbags.

"Whoosh"

In the midst of everyone's attention, I saw ten figures as fast as lightning falling gorgeously to the earth.

There was a roar, dust, and smoke.

"Ahh

In the next moment, the ten mighty realms were mighty, and the power of the heavens and the earth shook soared into the sky, followed by an angry roar directly from the diffuse gunsmoke.

Rushing through the nine heavens, the void shook and was terrifying, and everyone felt a piercing chill, as well as wisps of murderous aura that almost materialized rushed and rolled.

Wang An hadn't used the Innate Spirit Treasure Pangu Axe before, and the damage caused by the Eight Desolation Sword to these people was limited, and the spirit clan's law body was comparable to that of the ancient demon clan, so it wasn't actually a big injury.

However, he was shot down by Wang An in the sky, and he was still in full view.

They have hundreds of thousands of years of mind, but they can no longer remain calm at this moment.

This embarrassing appearance is simply a great shame, and it will remain in the spirit world for eternity.

"Imp, die!"

Guang Chengzi of the Wuguang Clan had a fierce light in his eyes, and he turned over and took out a colorful feather fan.

I saw him fan the feather fan, and the five-colored divine light gushed out.

"Buzz!"

When the divine light on the five colors came into contact with the Eight Desolation Sword, Wang An only felt that the Eight Desolation Sword in his hand suddenly let out a mournful roar, trembling violently, with a faint hint of fear.

Five-color divine light, nothing is brushed, terrifying!

Immediately after, Chao Wendao and the others also sacrificed their respective magic weapons, wielding the power of the terrifying law that destroyed the world and the earth, and fell down Wang An fiercely.

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