The Holy Spirit doesn't know exactly what happened, but that doesn't stop him from adding insult to injury:
"A bunch of broken bricks and tiles dare to go against our Holy Spirit clan. Death is your only ending!"
"You are looking for death!" The Lord God directly began to fight with all his strength.
The only disciple died in the area he was responsible for, and he cannot escape the blame.
If you can't win a beautiful victory this time, you will definitely not get any good fruits!
The disciple of the white-haired sword god died here. If he can't make a contribution in this battle, he will definitely not get any good results after he returns!
When~
The bronze tripod collided with the pagoda, causing ripples in circles. The saints affected turned into blood mist without even making a sound.
As the main god went crazy, the battle between the two great saints was no longer restrained and began to spread to other places.
Others who were still fighting fled the area regardless of whether they were friendly or enemy.
There are many soldiers who are not afraid of death, but no one wants to be killed by the aftermath like cannon fodder. That would be too unfair.
The battle between the Lord God and the Great Holy Spirit entered a fierce state, with soldiers fighting against soldiers, and law against law. Finally, they began to engage in hand-to-hand combat, with the two entangled and confronting each other, charging all the way.
Boom! An asteroid was directly smashed by the two of them, and a saint hiding in it was shaken out.
It seemed that he was so frightened that he lost his mind. Instead of running away, the saint subconsciously stabbed the main god in the back with his sword.
The main god didn't even look back, and slapped him with his backhand: "How dare you, a mere firefly light... ow!"
The gorgeous seven-colored divine sword pierced the main god's waist, and the saint turned into a ball of pure air and disappeared.
The main god's divine power was operating, forcing the immortal golden sword out of the body, but there was a ball of five-color divine flame burning like a maggot attached to the bone at the wound, and he was unable to extinguish it for a while.
The Holy Spirit is also a man who has experienced hundreds of battles. How could he miss this opportunity?
One hundred and eight divine rings shone like a full moon, channeling the power of the stars in the sky, and struck the main god's chest heavily.
"Poof!" The Lord God's chest was shattered, and large mouthfuls of blood spurted out.
The Holy Spirit made a heavy move and summoned the pagoda to suppress it. The Lord God also hurriedly summoned his cauldron to protect it.
But at this moment, another accident happened!
At the critical moment when the nine-story pagoda fell, the main god's bronze cauldron suddenly lost control and paused for two seconds.
In a battle of this level, two seconds are enough to determine life or death.
boom!
The main god's entire body was smashed into pieces by the pagoda. The soul escaped from the body and roared unwillingly under the starry sky:
"Who? Who is it!"
Five-color divine light spread across the sky, and Feng Jinghong came holding a rainbow fairy sword.
The main spirit's eyes widened, and the resentment in the voice seemed to be real:
"It's you!"
He never expected that he would fall into the hands of a saint in the end.
"If you want to step on me and become famous, you are just dreaming!"
Boom! The soul exploded, causing chaos for millions of miles around.
After a moment, the aftermath of the explosion dissipated, and the Rainbow Sword flew out and fell into the hands of another Feng Jinghong. Her clothes were fluttering and she looked elegant.
Facing a great sage who is at the end of his rope, how could he take the risk himself? The incarnation is for times like this!
…
The Holy Spirit Tribe is strong, and Feng Jinghong is secretly poking around to cause trouble. The battle situation here is firmly in the upper hand, but some races are not that strong and can only struggle to support themselves under the attack of the divine organization.
The leader of the Winged Clan was defeated by the main god of the god organization, and the entire army was defeated. He asked for help from the adjacent ancient road.
After discussion, the Holy Spirit Tribe sent two great saints to support them, and Feng Jinghong and his party also went on the road together.
Because the teleportation array on the Winged Clan's side was blocked by the divine organization, the reinforcements could only fly over.
As usual, Feng Jinghong did not join the large army, but relied on his extreme speed to go alone. Soon he reached the sphere of influence of the Winged Clan.
Boom! Thunder from the clear sky!
Feng Jinghong's heart was filled with warning signs, and she spread her wings and teleported a hundred thousand miles away.
Dazzling thunder and lightning passed through where he was just now, smashing several asteroids into powder.
"You are indeed quite capable. No wonder you can kill so many generals of our god organization." A cold voice sounded.
Feng Jinghong looked up and saw a tall figure wearing silver armor walking out of the void.
He was holding a Fangtian painted halberd about ten feet long in his hand. His body was surrounded by electric light, his eyes were like silver lamps, and he was as powerful as the mythical God of Thunder!
This is a great sage, and he is also the most powerful among the great sages! The most important thing is that this person actually gives him a sense of fatal threat, which has never been seen before.
Feng Jinghong's eyes darkened. Was it a coincidence that she met such a person?
With a sudden thought in her mind, Feng Jinghong made a decision instantly and walked away without looking back.
Without using the Imperial Arms, he cannot be a match for such a master. Even if he does, he may not be able to keep the opponent unless he sets up an Imperial Formation in advance to trap him.
But now the opponent is ambushing me. Even if there is an imperial formation, it is set up by others.
To err on the side of caution, go first!
Although I have some other methods that are enough to deal with the threat, the cost is too high. It is too wasteful to use it to deal with a great saint, and it is not worth it!
Seeing Feng Jinghong running away, the Silver-armored God sneered, thunder surged, and disappeared with a crackle.
The lightning magic is the top escape technique in the world. Although it is not as fast as Phoenix's extreme speed and Xingzi secret, with the blessing of his high realm, he can catch up with Feng Jinghong.
Turning sharply to avoid the sweeping lightning, Feng Jinghong patted his face that was numb from the electricity, and looked solemnly at the powerful enemy blocking the front.
Since he was born, this is the first time that he has been surpassed in speed by an enemy. Although the opponent is two realms higher than him, it is enough to prove that this person is extraordinary.
At the same time, the feeling of threat in my heart became stronger and stronger.
"Who are you? Tell me your name. My immortal sword will not kill unknown people!" Feng Jinghong shouted majestically, holding the immortal sword in his hand.
The Lord of Shining Armor was so angry that if he didn't know this, he would have thought that he was the one who just escaped!
"Godly Organization, Lei Zun Yingyuan!"
The Shining-armored God doesn't say much, he just takes action after announcing his name.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Fang Tian waved his halberd, and thunder filled the sky like a waterfall. It was like a huge disaster. Even he himself was swallowed up and was chopped down.
Made a somersault.
"Huh?" Lei Zun Yingyuan's expression was dull for a few seconds, and then he came to his senses.
How does this look like a heavenly tribulation? This is clearly a heavenly tribulation!
The little bastard is teasing me!
Ying Yuan was furious, swung the big halberd in his hand, splitting the falling thunder sea, and looked at Feng Jinghong with murderous intent.
This kid is indeed a bit weird, but if he thinks that he can deal with him with the help of heavenly tribulation, he is totally wrong!
No matter what if he endures a catastrophe, he can still kill a saint.
Feng Jinghong moved quickly and split into four people in a flash, each of them chose a direction to escape.
"Stupid!" Lei Zun Yingyuan sneered.
How is using the art of clones in a catastrophe different from hiding one's ears and stealing the bell?
Even if you can deceive the enemy, can you still deceive the catastrophe?
Wherever lightning strikes, it must be its true nature! You don’t have to worry about distinguishing it yourself.
Ying Yuanhao stared at the calamity light above Feng Jinghong's head as if he was controlling, and then he was dumbfounded.
Because that calamity was actually divided into four, and followed the four clones.
"I...!" Ying Yuan cursed and quickly picked a clone that looked the most annoying and chased after it.
After a moment, he watched with a dark face as the Feng Jinghong in front of him turned into a stream of pure air and disappeared, and then chased after another piece of lightning without saying a word.
Tsk! The euphorbia was like a dragon, shaking the space to pieces. However, it was of no use. Feng Jinghong once again turned into a stream of pure air and disappeared.
Lei Zun Yingyuan's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He stared at another direction and wanted to pursue him. However, the catastrophe had already reached the middle stage. Even if he was cultivating the Thunder Avenue, he couldn't bear it anymore. He could only calm down first.
Overcoming the tribulation.
"I remember you!"
Two hours later, the catastrophe dissipated.
Ying Yuan stood there in silence for a long time, then took out a Bagua tray and announced:
"We were unable to capture the target and cannot confirm whether it is related to the Immortal Dynasty. However, this child does have Phoenix bloodline and is quite weird. It is recommended to kill him!"