At that moment, everyone tried desperately to rush over, but they were entangled by the twelve purple kings and suppressed by the power of the three peerless masters.
I can't get over it no matter what.
And the experts from far away had no time to come over to respond.
Yan Fei and others' eyes were all red with blood, and they almost went crazy and charged towards this side.
"King Wangtian, you are worthy of being a man who can rule the roost among Buddhas, immortals and water. In time, I am afraid that we old men will no longer be your opponents."
In mid-air, the old man in black looked at Yun Shitian who destroyed his attack shield with a single blow. He glanced at Yun Shitian coldly, with a hint of praise flashing in his eyes.
"It's a pity that someone wants you to die. You have to die tonight." The old man in pale white clothes continued in a deep voice.
After the words fell, the three peerless masters standing in the sky were not attacking themselves.
The three people slowly spread their hands, and six golden-red lights flashed and overlapped to form a circle.
Just like the waves, they began to rise in droves.
In an instant, Yun Shitian was completely surrounded inside.
Seeing this, Yun Shitian took a deep breath and tightened the Qilin Rakshasa sword in his hand, and the black, silver and red light shone brightly on his body.
The golden red color is like flowing water rotating rapidly.
Just like the halo outside the star, beautiful but life-threatening, it tightly surrounds Yun Shitian and begins to puff and shrink.
That powerful force almost melted the air in this area in an instant.
The soldiers and horses from both sides under the city kept retreating.
The sky here is even more depressing than before.
"Show your special skills." Emperor Brahma, who stood under the king's banner, raised his eyebrows slightly.
"It's not simple, it's not simple." Yawujun took a deep breath.
Fighting one against three, dragging a seriously ill body, but still able to hold on for this moment, Yun Shitian is indeed worthy of the title of a once-in-a-thousand-year prodigy.
Whoa, the golden red light suddenly bloomed in the sky.
Even as powerful as Emperor Brahma, he turned his head slightly to avoid the dazzling light, and the three peerless masters showed off their power.
In mid-air, the golden and red flowing clouds were bundled into a ring and tightly connected.