The sky shattered, the starry sky was destroyed, the space was torn, and the earth, fire, and feng shui gushed out, raging in all directions,..

Eighteen attacks, bursting out with such terrifying power, shattered everything, all concentrated in one point, no energy leaked out, and even the aftermath was roundabout inside.

Under such power, even if Yi Tianlong had a superb battle body, he was still a little unbearable, and the three thousand laws surrounding his body collapsed instantly.

If it weren't for the fact that he had opened the Hongmeng battle body and strengthened his defense a thousandfold, he would have been torn apart, Rao is so, up and down his body, there were still gaps, and purple-gold blood flowed out, igniting the surroundings.

Thundered!

The space was completely shattered, and the shattering energy of the eighteen attacks swept in again, and Yi Tianlong was once again overwhelmed by the torrent generated by the explosion, but a black light roared in, blocking the torrent.

"Such an attack, even if it is a saint in the middle stage, he will be seriously injured, and a saint in the later stage must temporarily avoid the edge, even if he has a superb battle body, I am afraid it will be difficult to resist. Qing Ling's face was pale, his eyes were fixed on the center of the explosion, and he did not permeate his divine sense.

Where the power generated is too terrifying, even the divine consciousness cannot permeate the past, it will be swallowed and annihilated, and it can only be the situation inside.

"Brother Qingling, help me!" At this moment, Mao Hua pounced, her flowing length was already scattered, the top of her head was full of blood, and her head had fallen a lot, which was torn off by her.

The soul chain burned in her soul, and with it burned her soul, and the pain could not be expressed in words.

Qing Ling frowned, he had already guessed what the situation was, and grabbed Mao Hua over, and the powerful divine soul permeated out, submerged into Mao Hua's body, and the burning divine soul.

A tenth of her powerful soul had already been burned, and if she didn't separate the soul chains, her soul would all burn.

The law of the divine soul is a special law, very strange and domineering, if the divine soul is not strong, it will be extinguished by the law of the divine soul.

When Yi Tianlong cast the Dragon God Eight Sounds, he was prepared, so that the soul chain would enter their bodies, bind their divine souls, and then burn.

Everything has been calculated, but I don't know if I can extinguish their spirits.

Qingling's burning soul chain, his expression was solemn, he had already understood the reason, and when his mind turned, he thought of a way to crack it.

"If you open the sea of knowledge, wait for my soul to enter, and the formation will be isolated, and then you will extinguish the soul fire yourself!" Qing Ling screamed, Mao Hua didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly opened the sea of knowledge and let it enter the formation.

The formation of isolating the flames is very simple, and the Qing Ling, who is a formation cultivator, can easily arrange it, after all, his divine soul is very powerful, although he has not comprehended the law of the divine soul, but he is also blessed by the law of the soul.

At the same time, there is also the law of the array that he has refined, and it is not a problem to isolate the array.

Zhihai's soul fire was separated, and it also consumed a lot of Mao Hua's soul power, his face was slightly pale, but the pain in his soul no longer existed, everything was worth it, at most it was a waste of time to recover.

Immediately, she hurriedly thanked her: "Thank you, Brother Qingling!"

Qing Ling waved his hand, his figure flashed, and he pounced on the others, also arranging a formation to isolate the soul fire.

Soon, the screaming stopped, the soul fire was cut off, and everyone turned pale, the muscles on their faces were still twitching, and their hearts were palpitating.

"We seem to be playing big!" Xiahou Feiyu said in a low voice.

"Yes, I'm not sure if the other party is dead, but we have fallen to such a point, the old man has fallen, we are also damaged, and we can only wield half of our strength, if he is not dead, wouldn't it be dangerous for us to wait!"

"It's okay, it's bad for such a strong attack, even if you don't die, I'm afraid it won't be better, let's join forces first, block this space, and wait for the little giant at home to arrive." Qing Ling waved his hand, signaled everyone to be quiet, and also gave countermeasures.

"Okay, just do what Qingling Daoist said!" The other doors were all helped by Qingling, owed favors, and did not refute, they moved one after another, waiting for Qingling's instructions.

The blockade of the space was very simple, and the people present were all old fritters, and they soon joined forces to block this side of the space, waiting for the center of the explosion to fall silent, and at the same time, they were also waiting for the arrival of the strong.

Swish!

Just after they blocked the space, a young man arrived, his clothes were similar to Fang Tianxiang's, it was the little giant of the Fang family, Fang Lingxiao, a seventh-order sub-saint!

Fang Lingxiao glanced at the nineteen people with an iron face, his fists clenched, and his eyes breathed fire, because he was the other people of the Fang family, everyone else was still alive, and none of them died.

The death of the rest of his family is the most likely, and the death of the people of his Fang family is the most unlikely, because of the puppet substitution technique, but things are reversed, which has to make him have other thoughts in his heart.

When the nineteen people saw Fang Lingxiao coming, they all clasped their fists and saluted: "I've seen Ling Xiao's senior!"

"Hmph!" Fang Lingxiao's sleeve robe was a Buddha, and he snorted coldly, very dissatisfied, making the nineteen people very cautious, knowing in their hearts that Fang Lingxiao was probably suspected of killing Fang Tianxiang to death.

In such a situation, anyone would doubt it, after all, Fang Tianxiang's life-saving means were even worse than nineteen people.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little tense, Ding Wei walked out stubbornly and arched his hand: "Senior Ling Xiao, don't be angry, Lao Fang and I are close friends, and it is impossible to harm him, I don't believe you..."

As he spoke, he detained the things from his previous life from the memory meeting and asked Fang Lingxiao to check them out.

After passing by, Fang Lingxiao's face softened, and said: "Okay, I can't blame you for this, this person is afraid that he has refined the laws of space, and he has already calculated in advance, and Tianxiang's body is also unknown to the details of the other party, otherwise he will also be on the road!"

Hearing his words, the nineteen people breathed a sigh of relief, and did not say much, and continued to remain silent.

Fang Lingxiao didn't say anything more, and walked towards the center of the explosion, not afraid of the destructive power of the explosion at all.

The seventh-order sub-saint is already a small giant, and it is normal to be invincible under the late stage of the saint, and it is normal not to be afraid of the power of destruction, and this power has weakened a lot, even Ding Wei and others can bear it.

However, they didn't dare to come, for fear that if Yi Tianlong didn't die, then they would suffer, and it was not certain that they would be attacked.

Fang Lingxiao relied on his strong strength and walked in step by step, but he had just walked to the edge of the center of the explosion when an indifferent voice came.

"If you take another step forward, Lao Tzu will slaughter you!"

The person who spoke was arrogant and domineering, and his voice resounded in all directions.

Fang Lingxiao's figure froze, his face turned blue again, his expression was slightly hideous, and he was a little hesitant.

The nineteen people in the distance, without words, just stepped back a little, gathered together again, and joined forces to be on guard.

Fang Lingxiao frowned slightly, and didn't find out who was speaking, as if these words came out of thin air.

In the end, he still stepped forward and took a step, he couldn't lose face, and there were more than a dozen juniors, how could he be scared by a word!

took a step, but no one came, so he let down his guard and took another step forward, and there was nothing to do.

And when he was about to take the third step, his foot had just been raised, and he suddenly froze there, and a powerful killing force locked on him, causing him to chill his back, blow up his scalp, and get goosebumps.

To be able to make the seventh-order sub-saint in this situation, not everyone can do it, at least they must have the cultivation strength of the eighth-order sub-saint, and they are still the strongest among the eighth-order sub-saints.

However, this is not the main thing, the main thing is that his spirit is trembling, as if something terrible is staring at him.

"Soul Chain, Divine Soul Law Mystery!" Fang Lingxiao suddenly remembered, fear rose in his heart, he knew the horror of the soul chain, and hurriedly put his feet down, not taking a single step, but his eyes were fixed on the place where the explosion was broken.

Whew......

Recruiting land, one figure after another appeared, and nineteen people came, all of them were seventh-order sub-saints, existences of the same level as Fang Lingxiao, and they were also the clansmen or elders of the other nineteen people.

Qing Ling and the others hurriedly saluted, and then they said a few words to each other, understood the situation, and came to Fang Lingxiao's side.

"Brother Fang, what's the situation?" Miao Ziling and Fang Lingxiao said hello, but the others didn't say anything, nodded in greeting, staring at the explosion with burning eyes, and vaguely could see a figure.

Yi Tianlong is one of the figures, and the other figure, wearing a black robe, has a rebellious face, and is an evil god.

"Yi Tianlong, no, you kid can still have a Hongmeng battle body, haven't you cultivated the "Hongmeng Nine Turns"?" The evil god walked around Yi Tianlong, looking up and down, as if he wanted to treat him.

Yi Tianlong smiled bitterly: "Is your Hongmeng battle body the same as yours?" is plausible, it is only three zhang high, if you show it, you will have at least a million zhang, right?"

"Does that mean you can't become higher?" the evil god became curious, and seemed not to surprise the twenty powerhouses of the face.

"Hey, this is the Hongmeng battle body that I have cultivated by comprehending the Hongmeng Nine Turns and combining it with the Ancestral Dragon Technique, not only can it not be heightened, but it can't be reduced, but there is not much difference between defense and attack power!" Yi Tianlong shook his head with a wry smile, and when he was a little envious.

"That's it......" The evil god showed a sudden look, didn't say anything, outside, there was an extra black brick in his hand, with mysterious ancient patterns on it.

Yi Tianlong glanced at the black brick, his eyes froze, and he felt the aura of destruction from above, as if if he was beaten, his body would definitely collapse, and there would be no ballast left.

"Just now, it seems that this thing is blocking the destructive power that is submerged!" Mu Ran remembered that just now when he was about to be submerged, a black light flashed, and then the evil god.

At first, he thought it was the evil god blocking it, but now that he thinks about it, it is this black brick, which is estimated to be a great treasure.

And the evil god himself, he has already arrived, since the change of heaven and earth, the evil god has arrived, but he didn't make a move, thinking that Yi Tianlong could handle it, but when the result was unexpected, those people were not stupid, Yi Tianlong failed to take it, and almost capsized.

If he hadn't made a timely move, even if Yi Tianlong didn't die, he would have been seriously injured, and only half of his strength was left, which would not be much better than those nineteen people.

The evil god Tianlong's gaze fell on the brick in his hand, and he laughed evilly, and said, "Okay, you can rest by yourself, and leave the rest to me, and I'll clean them up!"

"Are you sure you can deal with them?" Yi Tianlong was a little surprised, he didn't think that the evil god was so strong that he could deal with twenty seventh-order sub-saints.

"That's so much nonsense, you can do it!" the evil god waved his hand and walked out with the bricks. Announcement: Biquge APP Android, Apple special version, say goodbye to all ads, please pay attention to the WeChat public account to enter the download and installation: appxsyd (press and hold for three seconds to copy)