It is undoubtedly not easy to find the true bodies of these two Dao Monarchs from the raindrops and countless clones.

Therefore, after Puru Daojun and Fang Ling and the others glanced at each other, the four surging sword lights slashed straight towards the Flame Daojun.

The four sword lights, implying the four ancient broken avenues, converged together, and the sword light swept thousands of miles.

In an instant, the four sword lights had already caught up with the Flame Dao Monarch, and the Flame Dao Monarch waved his long knife frantically, trying to resist the four sword lights. It's a pity that his long knife, which implies the law of the Great Dao, was directly cut off by the four sword lights in the wine glass at the moment when it collided with the four sword lights.

Then, the body of the Flame Dao Monarch was also stirred into powder by the four sword lights.

"Puru Daojun, you must not die well, you go against the sky, you must not die well! Hahaha, I am waiting for you below!"

In the void, the voice full of resentment echoed wildly, although the Flame Dao Monarch was dead, but this voice still continued to echo in the void.

The faces of the three people, including Puru Daojun, Qingti Daojun, and Xuanguang Daojun, became more and more cold at this time. For them, they know their fate in the treasure mirror, and the most annoying thing is that they go against the sky and cannot die well.

In Fang Ling's heart, there was actually a trace of unhappiness. He looked at the blue rain that had drifted away into the distance, and he didn't know which one was true and which one was fake, and a trace of fierceness instantly rose in his heart.

"Three brothers, since he said that we can't die well, then let's kill one more!" Fang Ling pointed his finger towards the void as he spoke. A treasure map stretched out and shrouded directly towards the scattered blue raindrops.

Countless raindrops. Crazy fell into Fang Ling's treasure map, but these raindrops. Although it was full of aura, it did not show the slightest change after falling into Fang Ling's treasure map.

These raindrops, all fake!

Puru Daojun sneered and said, "Okay, I wanted to kill one or two less, but since they don't know what to do, they will kill one more." ”

As he spoke, Pu Ru Daojun's hand was pulled by the magic trick, and the four sword lights gathered together. Slash down towards the void thousands of miles away.

Everywhere the sword light passed, the figure of Blue Rain Daojun was revealed in the void, and her eyes were all pleading: "Fellow Daoists, please be merciful to your subordinates, as long as the little girl's life is left, the little woman is willing to be a slave!"

It's a pity that the anger in the heart of the Puru Dao Monarch has been caused by the Flame Dao Jun. Although this Blue Rain Daojun is a rare helper, but what she said was not in the right place.

Therefore, the fierce sword light did not stay in the void at all. directly slashed the Blue Rain Dao Jun into two sections in the air.

Lan Yu Daojun's last struggle was only a slight deviation from the four sword lights, but this could not change her fate of being killed in the slightest.

And just when Lan Yu Daojun was killed. The countless figures of Phantom Judo-kun have disappeared into the sky.

Dazzling Daojun's eyes swept a few glances towards the void where only a few afterimages remained. He shook his head lightly and said, "I can't catch up." ”

ran a phantom judo-kun, whether it was Fang Ling or Puru Daojun and others. I didn't pay much attention to it. After all, they already have enough enemies, and one more Phantom Judoka is nothing.

What's more, Phantom Judo-kun is the weakest existence among the five people including Yundong Daojun. Her threat is naturally the smallest.

"Brothers, now that Yundong Daojun and the others have been ambushed, we should study the usefulness of these eight divine tablets!" Fang Ling spoke, and with a wave of his hand, he took out the corpse of Qingmang Daojun.

From Qingmang Daojun's small Qiankun bag, Fang Ling took out seven heavenly tablets, in addition to the two heavenly monuments of Zhenlei and Xunfeng, which were cyan, there were also two stone tablets that showed the color of metal, one was pale yellow, one was crimson, and one was dark green.

The size of these steles was the same as the Kun Yuan Divine Monument in Fang Ling's hand, and after Fang Ling took out the Kun Yuan Divine Monument, the eight Divine Tablets gathered together.

It's just that when Fang Ling's divine consciousness swept through these eight divine tablets, these eight divine tablets did not have any reaction.

Although everyone had already sensed the extraordinaryness of these eight Divine Monuments, they couldn't figure out what was extraordinary about these Divine Monuments, which still made Fang Ling and the four of them feel a little uncomfortable in their hearts.

In the end, Fang Ling took out the black gourd, and as soon as he patted the black gourd, a black cloud rushed out of the gourd.

In this black cloud, Qingmang Daojun's primordial spirit is like a toad caught in a black swamp, although he struggles desperately, no matter how he struggles, it is difficult to break free from this black cloud.

"Fang Ling, I will not give up with you!" the Yuan Shen of Qingmang Dao Jun roared sharply the moment he rushed out.

His voice was full of resentment. Just now, he was the master of one party, but in the blink of an eye, he was beheaded and became a prisoner of the order, such a big contrast, no one can accept it.

Fang Ling's face had a faint smile, and he didn't say much, just waved his hand towards the black cloud.

On the primordial spirit of Qingmang Daojun, a trace of cyan light suddenly emanated, and these cyan rays of light were like a little cyan dust, submerged into the black cloud, and disappeared.

But in the blink of an eye, Qingmang Daojun's primordial spirit became weaker by three points, and the primordial spirit, which was originally incomparably staring and was like substance, became a little illusory at this moment.

On the Yuan Shen of Qingmang Daojun, a look of fear was revealed at this moment. He shouted loudly: "Fang Ling, if you do it to me like this, my eldest brother and they will not give up with you!"

"Your eldest brother, are you talking about Yundong Daojun and them?" Xuanguang Daojun smiled coldly, and in his hand, there was already a small Qiankun bag of Yundong Daojun and said: "This is what I just took from Yundong Daojun's body, since you are his brother, guess what good treasures he has on his body." ”

For Yundong Daojun's small Qiankun bag, Qingmang Daojun still has an impression. He couldn't help but feel a tightness in his heart.

Generally speaking, a monk will never throw away the small Qiankun bag until the last moment, and if a monk's small Qiankun bag is taken away, it basically means that the monk has lost his soul.

"This ...... How is this possible?"

"How is it impossible, Qingmang Daojun, I'm not afraid to tell you, just now, we have already killed Yundong Daojun, Yanyan Daojun, and Blue Rain Daojun, if you don't know the current affairs, we don't mind, let you follow your four brothers now!" (To be continued.) )

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