The silver lamp is bright, spreading flames, raised high into the sky, surging like waves, sweeping away one living being after another.
There were bursts of howls, and they couldn't withstand the power of this weapon at all. Let alone a centurion, even a strong man in the realm of a thousand-centurion would be stifled!
raging!
The silver lamp tilted slightly, and instantly a handful of fire jumped up and pushed past like a big hand. Nine mountains in a row were shattered and burned into nothing, leaving nothing behind.
"Oh my god, run away!"
"Even if this weapon is not something that belonged to the strong men of the Spirit Clan back then, it must be a terrifying thing that is no less than the level of the Captain of Ten Thousands!"
Seeing this scene, people were even more shocked and ran away like crazy.
At the same time, he couldn't stop cursing, and he didn't know which bastard triggered this thing. He could have used the time to practice for a while, but now he had to run for his life.
"Madman, what's the point of stopping me here? We'll die in the fire together!"
Naturally, Ji Ling and Zhou Qian would not miss this opportunity, and directly joined forces to use their magical powers, beating the genius of the Spirit Clan to pieces.
Li Yu's body moved, and ninety-three sky pillars stood up and down. Suddenly, a river of red clouds rolled in and surrounded the bank, also staring at the genius of the Spirit Race in the battle.
What does it mean to follow in the footsteps of Bu Yangxi? Can he be eaten by someone who was born from essence?
But it's normal to think about it the other way around. After all, in a fight, each of the three is no weaker than the Ninth Holy Son, and they also have secret methods that specialize in the will of the soul, and can target the spirit body of the spirit race.
Boom!
bass!
He was escaping when suddenly a large piece of blue-white mist appeared in front of him, covering ninety-three feet, containing the reflection of the starry sky, and suddenly enveloped him.
The screams became smaller and smaller until they were no longer audible.
Immediately afterwards, a cold whisper reached the ears of the Ninth Holy Son, and before he could react, a sharp pain came from between his palms.
Born in heaven and earth and returned to heaven and earth, this is the best explanation of their life.
"Hmph! I want to escape!"
There was a loud bang as sand and stones flew, and two figures were seen fighting in the mountains. They barely missed the wave of fire and were almost burned into smoke.
Bang! As his thoughts raced, he turned the long stick, and a clear roar erupted with all his strength, overwhelming Ji Ling's magical power.
It's strange that he didn't die under such a concerted effort to strangle, so he must praise the Holy Son for his superb methods.
Zhou Qian waved his big hand, and the Fire of the Heart and the Wood of the Liver appeared together, complementing each other. In an instant, a shadow of a sacred tree bathed in the firelight of the sun swept out, like a hibiscus in a soup valley, with its radiant awning.
"It's a pity. I knew he would follow in Yang Xi's footsteps." Someone shook his head with regret.
"After all, we don't have the means to completely refine it, so we can only do this."
Another person laughed, it was Zhou Qian!
Knowing that the situation is not good, naturally he will not continue fighting hand-to-hand. It is the last word to attack from a distance and find opportunities to escape.
"Strangulation!"
Li Yu nodded, and without any delay, he directly refined it on the spot, absorbing the essence into his body to condense a new Tianzhu.
The mysterious sword passed through the essence, causing no harm and leaving only two white marks.
Unlike humans who respect their ancestors, what they respect is heaven and earth, which they consider to be the greatest.
In an instant, people saw the Ninth Holy Son running away, as well as the Three Heavenly Prodigies of the human race who were chasing after him.
Obviously, these two people had their thoughts on killing the genius of the Spirit Clan.
Ji Ling's eyes flashed and he suddenly laughed. What a coincidence. As soon as the Ninth Son of the Nether Clan ran away, the Ninth Son of the Spirit Clan couldn't wait to come to his door.
I haven't even felt that I've reached the end of the road yet, so why are you so sorry?
For a moment, the divine rays rolled in, the red gold cracked the sky, the blue was as clear as waves, and the golden fire and wind filled the sky!
"A descendant of a general?!" The Ninth Holy Son secretly thought something was wrong. One Zhou Qian was already too much for him, and now another one also took action...
Zhou Qian didn't even look at it, and directly controlled the two elements of wood and fire to attack, sometimes acting as an ancient hibiscus tree, sometimes acting as a withered vine furnace, and sometimes acting as a blooming fire lotus.
"Don't even look at who the three at the back are! No matter which clan's genius comes, they must not run away!"
The Ninth Holy Son shouted angrily and had to use his magical power. His body spread out and turned into a rich essence of heaven and earth, which was light yellow in color and exuded a strong and steady meaning.
The two tribes are in constant conflict, and there is absolutely no reason to let them go.
Who would have thought that they would fall into the treasure land. If the Demon Clan Commander and the Spirit Clan Commander knew about it, there would probably be a lot of excitement.
The divine rays exploded there, and the rays of light surged like a roar of thunder, flashing out an incomparably brilliant light.
"It's Zhou Qian, fighting against the ninth holy son of the Spiritual Tribe."
Poof! I saw two black swords piercing through, reaching the extreme point, causing the long stick to fall, but it did not stop, but instead spun around, trying to cut off the entire palm!
After the fall of the spirit race, they left no form and became such an existence form. Was this born from heaven and earth and returned to heaven and earth?
"Have murderous intentions?!"
The one who faced him was none other than the coming genius of the Spirit Race, the Ninth Holy Son!
"The two geniuses are fighting again. It seems that the ninth holy son of the Spiritual Tribe is not as strong as before."
At the same time, the two mysterious swords reappeared, but they were different from before. They were no longer real, but virtual swords specializing in the will of the soul!
clank!
"Hey, your clans used to besiege my clan, but now it seems like it's going to be the other way around!"
The surrounding creatures all widened their eyes. Has the ninth holy son of the Spirit Tribe fallen?
The three of them worked together and easily killed this genius of the Spirit Race, truly shocking a large number of people.
"Ah!" The Ninth Holy Son screamed miserably. The attack on his soul's will caused him to freeze instantly. The transformation of his essence was interrupted, and his body was revealed again.
The sounds of conversation reached the ears of the ninth holy son of the Spiritual Tribe, making his essence body boil with anger.
Zhou Qianji Ling was not surprised. When they followed the captain on patrol, they understood the uniqueness of the Tianlu tribes. The Ling tribe was considered a very unique ethnic group.
Yang Xi, who is comparable to the Five Elements Realm of the human race, only allowed him to condense three pillars of heaven, which shows how difficult it is to break free from the shackles.
Among the mountains, Li Yu stared at the long river of essence in the blue and white mist, seeming a little reluctant to do anything.
Moreover, he had heard the news that people had spread just now, that Li Yu actually broke the shackles of Dacheng, set foot on the road of extremes, and killed the Yang Yan divine bird Yang Xi alive!
The three geniuses of the human race gather together, he will definitely live or die!
Boom! He swung his big arm violently, and sharp blades of light flew out from both ends of the long stick in his hand, turning into a whirlpool-like curtain.
"The Ninth Holy Son? I heard that you have a good relationship with Yang Xi, so I went down to accompany him."
The change came from the heart, directly knocking the Ninth Holy Son, who was trying to challenge Ji Ling's magical power, to stagger, and his body flew out.
"Damn it!"
After staying in Tianlu for so long, no one is really stupid.
Ji Ling and Zhou Qian extracted the essence of the mountains and used it to nourish the soil of the spleen, forming a state in which the five elements complement each other.
"After the death of the spiritual people, they will turn into pure essence of heaven and earth, or return to heaven and earth, or condense the essence of divine objects. If you want to refine it, just absorb the essence directly."
Li Yu's open palm was instantly grasped with five fingers, and the green and white mist instantly started to riot, swallowing up and strangling the remains of the body.
"Am I not dazzled? Isn't that the Ninth Holy Son of the Spirit Tribe? Why is he so miserable?"
"If it hadn't been for the sudden appearance of the silver lamp, they would probably have had to fight for a while. That person should be the third genius who came from the human race, and he was traveling with the other two."
However, Ji Ling, who was riding the strong wind, came directly. The small five elements of the human body connected with the big five elements of the universe. In an instant, the heart, fire, lungs and gold merged. Long swords of red and golden color condensed, and dozens or hundreds of slashes came out.
"The spirit race takes the form of the essence of heaven and earth. I don't know how the food tastes, but the essence should be more abundant."
For a moment, many people looked back in shock.
There is always a chance to escape!
The expression of the ninth Holy Son of the Spirit Clan changed. He had never expected such a change. The unsealing of the silver lantern disrupted the situation, causing the other two geniuses of the Clan to rush over.
"It's a pity that the genius of the Demon Clan has just fallen, and the genius of the Spirit Clan will follow in his footsteps."
Whoops! At the same time, the wind assisted the fire and increased the gold profit. Seventy-two howling winds followed, suddenly increasing the power of this move to a terrifying level.
All of a sudden, the Xuan Tong Sword and the Sanyin Blade bloomed in unison. Even if they turned into a body of essence, it was useless. Both of them strangled the spiritual will!
"The Ninth Holy Son of the Spiritual Tribe, you have disappointed me very much."
There are still people fighting while running for their lives?
This is really courageous, and you are not afraid of accidentally being killed in the fire.
In an instant, the ninth holy son of the Spiritual Tribe felt a chill in his heart, and two surging murderous intentions suddenly emerged!
This clan is naturally raised and favored, so they are particularly sensitive to the outside world. As soon as Li Yuji Ling had an idea, he noticed it and felt something was wrong.
The ninth holy son of the Spiritual Race turned into pure essence, which was much better than that of Yang Xi, and he could probably condense two or three of them.
Seeing this, the Ninth Holy Son felt slightly relieved and rushed forward maintaining the essence of heaven and earth. He was born from the essence of the mountains. As long as you give him time or use the mountains, he can quickly recover.
He held the divine furnace in his palm, the divine light flowed through his five internal organs, and the fire from his heart spurted out, turning into fire phoenixes one after another, sweeping up the sea of clouds in the sky, and attacked them one by one.
After witnessing this scene, the surrounding creatures naturally choose to retreat. If they stay any longer, it will be bad if they are killed as if they have evil intentions.
In the distance, silver lanterns were raging, as if they were following a specific trajectory, and they were looking for something, attracting many people to follow them.
Half a day later, Li Yu's body trembled, and then there was a crackle and explosion, the energy billowed out, and three more pillars appeared behind him, reaching the number of ninety-six.
"Let's go and hunt for the Ninth Son of God of the Nether Tribe, so that the three geniuses of the three tribes can have a good reunion."