A burly man wearing a dragon robe came out angrily.
madman?
And asked who the madman was!
The Moon Emperor was furious. The Butcher had killed too many people this week and had too many enemies. How could he still remember clearly who came to take revenge?
The monstrous hatred that had been accumulated for fifty thousand years was easily forgotten by this butcher.
"Go to hell!"
The sacred tree of the Four Elephants Tree waved down resolutely towards the man in the dragon robe.
Extremely fast!
Carrying great power.
It is enough to make a big hole in the space formation of the Immortal Grade with one swing of the stick.
However, the man in the dragon robe just raised his hand lightly and held the sacred tree firmly.
Speed, slowness, strength and weakness are all relative.
The dragon-robed man's soul power and shooting speed were actually higher than those of the Moon Emperor, who was in the fourth level of the Immortal Rank.
"you!"
The Moon Emperor was furious.
He once again used up his soul power to forcefully break away from the man in the dragon robe, and hit the man in the dragon robe hard on the head.
Turbulent flow.
The man in the dragon robe was constantly consumed by the turbulent flow, and he was not too calm in his heart. A sinister look suddenly appeared in his eyes. He gripped the trembling sacred tree of the Four Elephants Tree tightly, and then moved forward towards the turbulent flow, throwing it in disgust.
The sacred tree whirled and drifted in the turbulent current, and then came back fiercely, with a posture that would destroy both the jade and the stone, and rushed towards the face of the man in the dragon robe.
"court death!"
The man in the dragon robe's mood changed rapidly, and his words also contained a sinister tone. He raised his foot and kicked the sacred tree away, trying to move out through the turbulent flow.
But how could the Moon Emperor agree?
The man in the dragon robe didn't try his best and just wanted to get out of trouble temporarily.
But the Moon Emperor was determined to die.
The Moon Emperor continued to dissolve his soul power, forcibly increased his speed and strength by one level, and suddenly caught up with the man in the dragon robe, surging in the turbulent flow.
The turbulent flow is even more chaotic.
Although the man in the dragon robe has a powerful soul, his physical strength is still in the late Mahayana stage, worse than that of the puppet water dragon.
The sharp wind blade adds to the body.
The man in the dragon robe continued to consume his soul power.
The Moon Emperor was protected by a sacred tree, and after a long struggle, he vaguely gained the upper hand.
The turbulence becomes even more chaotic!
There were some hard and strange rocks on the edge of the turbulent flow.
However, due to the fierce struggle between the two immortal souls in the turbulent flow, the turbulent flow was spread horizontally.
Those hard rocks cracked one after another.
The scope of the collapse is getting wider and wider.
The entire imperial mausoleum, the entire Tianyun City, and the entire Wancheng Kingdom were trembling violently.
"Go quickly! Go quickly!" Someone exclaimed with heartbreak, "Go to heaven! Go to heaven!"
Countless people went to the sky.
Some people are still trapped in the underground space formation.
And there are many more.
They all felt this amazing tremor in the space formation.
Is this going to destroy?
Is this going to destroy the entire small world?
What kind of great power is this!
Despair and fear instantly spread throughout the formation and even the entire Wancheng Kingdom.
"Dad!" Someone called An Qingjin, but he didn't expect that his mother would be buried here before she was found.
An Qingli suddenly appeared, right next to An Qingjin.
"Eh? Aunt!"
An Qingjin's son stared and shouted again.
An Qingjin, who had a big beard on his face, also looked sideways, but before he could worry or say anything, he was grabbed by An Qingli.
"Come to me!"
The pressure of An Qingli's Mahayana stage was briefly relieved, and everyone present no longer hesitated and rushed to the Mahayana stage, which was like a life-saving straw, without risking their lives.
"Again...another breakthrough?"
An Qingjin was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and the terrifying tremors were still getting worse.
The next moment, An Qingli twirled her toes, and a large circular light formation suddenly appeared at the bottom of her feet.
Countless people were crawling toward the round light formation as if running for their lives.
Deadly!
The great space array actually had some cracks in the violent tremors.
What kind of turmoil is happening outside!
An Qingli's eyebrows darkened, and he quickly twirled his toes. The round light array under his feet suddenly shrank.
Then An Qingli and everyone else immediately disappeared from the space formation, and almost at the same time, they appeared thousands of feet high in the sky.
Traceless teleportation!
Or the traceless teleportation of the superimposed space array!
Two extreme methods are actually combined together!
Those who were temporarily rescued and transformed into gods were extremely shocked.
What kind of amazing understanding does this alchemy master have? He actually learned the Void Condensation Formation from the Supreme Master.
When he was present at the Tribulation Realm, he took in those relatively low-level monks and made them his own.
With a thought in An Qingli's mind, he released those Mahayana realms in the Mustard Seed space.
Several people from the Mahayana realm appeared in surprise and took those from the realm of transcending tribulations into their sleeves.
The underground tremors are still intensifying.
The ground seemed to be boiling, constantly rising and collapsing.
The entire imperial mausoleum and the entire Tianyun City were in ruins.
The billowing smoke and dust are like being in a desert.
"It's... too scary!" Black Yam approached An Qingli. How did the people fighting underneath become invincible in the world?
Fighting between gods is nothing more than this!
"Yes, it's going to explode...is it going to explode?"
The fog spirit was also extremely worried. It had never seen such a violent surge of spiritual power in its life.
This is a great disaster for the entire Wancheng Kingdom.
"Owner!"
The little Pegasus called out anxiously. He was rarely so anxious.
"Go back to Bianlan Realm!"
An Qingli immediately gave the order.
Shang Shan took the lead in grabbing An Qingli's hand and headed towards the space node together.
Several people in the Mahayana realm don't dare to show off. It's a turbulent flow in space, and something that can compete with the fourth-grade Moon Emperor!
Just in the blink of an eye, several Mahayana realms flashed away.
But just then.
boom!
The sound of heaven and earth falling apart.
The turbulent weather wave, centered on the underground imperial mausoleum, violently stirred up!
The power was so terrifying that even the sacred tree of the Four Elephants Tree was completely turned into powder in the violent blast of air.
The Moon Emperor's soul completely dissipated.
There was a huge roar in the sky and the earth.
Several people in the Mahayana realm were unsteady, there was a violent roar in their ears, and they almost fell to the ground.
The defensive fairy clothes on each Mahayana realm instantly activated the defensive magic shield.
Even the aqua blue wings sprouted from An Qingli's back.
The sharp roar continued, and it seemed that a second explosion was still brewing.
An Qingli, who was in the late Mahayana period, once again displayed the circular light formation under his feet, leading several Mahayana realms to rush to the space node in an instant, wanting to escape from this place.
"Want to leave?"
A man's voice chased him, and in the next moment, he appeared and stood in front of the space node, directly blocking the path of An Qingli and others.
That man has the movement speed of an immortal from the upper world.
Perhaps he really is an immortal from the upper realm, dormant in one of these thousands of small worlds.
An Qingli was forced to appear in advance, and at the same time, he brought several Mahayana realms and those in the Mahayana realm into the golden room space.
"Who are you?" An Qingli stood up straight and asked, his aqua blue wings protecting his whole body, and the rejuvenation secret in his body was running wildly.
"Am I?" The man sneered, his face blurred, and a hazy halo blocked his whole body. Even An Qingli, who was in the late Mahayana period, couldn't see clearly.
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