Luo Tianfeng shook the Zhang Xu Soul Flag, turned it into a long dragon and drilled into the sky, and said: "In the great evolution formation, Luo Tianpeng must not be let go."
Tu Shanjun, who had already refined the fake, said: "As long as you can kill him, he won't be able to escape."
No matter how Luo Tianfeng limits his strength, if he wants to take action, he must have a soul in his account. This is something that has been decided for a long time.
Only Hun Ban can take action in this matter, otherwise even Luo Tianfeng would not be able to stop a top sage who is determined to escape with his soul.
"He will die."
Luo Tianfeng, who was holding the iron rod, walked forward without saying another word.
Two arms suddenly appeared under the right ribs, grabbing the main hand and holding the astonishing magic weapon.
At this moment, Luo Tianfeng was like an ancient king looking down at the world, as if no one was his enemy. Even the saint who refined the void could not stop his steps.
Luo Tianpeng, who was standing in the void, stared closely at the mace.
He didn't take action in the siege, but he knew how brutal that battle was.
Twenty-eight people besieged the leader, but in one encounter, the Saint of Refining the Void fell under the iron rod. He could hear the sounds of fighting coming from his ears, as well as the cries of the dead souls on the iron rod.
Luo Tianpeng used Dharma Eyes.
The light bursting out from the top saint's divine eyes was like two galaxies running through the sky.
The great river in the sky brings a torrent that destroys the world.
It seemed that as long as he lowered his head slightly, the turbid world would be immersed in the Milky Way.
This kind of witnessing technique can completely kill all the little ones in front of you.
However, the approaching figure remained motionless.
Despite the overwhelming pressure of the Tianhe River, it was as if the power of heaven and earth was simply not enough to exert its force on him. Even the water of the Tianhe River avoided the figure coming in the opposite direction.
At this moment, Luo Tianpeng fully understood that he could not use secret magic to suppress the leader.
When it comes to the use of magical powers from great religions, Luo Tianpeng is extremely good, but how could Luo Tianfeng not understand. His only chance of winning is to attack Luo Tianfeng head-on. This is the right way.
Luo Tianpeng exhaled a long breath and silently raised the magic sword in his hand.
The Crystal Soul Divine Sword is not inferior to Sky Strike, and Luo Tianpeng is also not inferior to Luo Tianfeng.
What's more, the current leader is just relying on top secret techniques to survive.
Are the living really no match for the dead?
With the magic sword in hand, you should use the supreme magic sword to kill powerful enemies.
Luo Tianpeng's palm seemed to turn into a strange beast, and the magic sword was completely melted into his palm.
The extremely powerful sword energy exploded and shattered the surrounding space.
This is the Blessed Land of Asura. I don't know how powerful the world is embedded in the heaven and earth, but it will be torn open by countless cracks by the sword energy.
The great world descends into the blessed land, and the Dharma appears in body.
After the haoguang was the Wan Zhang Dharma Appearance whose face could not be seen clearly, and Luo Tianpeng's figure was completely integrated into the Dharma Appearance.
He wants to use his strongest magical power to kill powerful enemies. As long as he can kill Luo Tianfeng, even if the foundation of the Northland is completely destroyed, it will only prolong the time for him to unify the great religion.
The magic sword in Wan Zhang Fa Xiang's hand is six thousand feet long.
With the blessing of the Great Realm, Luo Tianpeng was like an ancient god resurrecting his most powerful divine body, raising the accompanying divine weapons. The infinite killing aura spread across time and space, as if from the ancient divine war.
gush out.
The sun and moon have no light.
The stars dim.
Only the Supreme Divine Sword shines with the most brilliant world-destroying light.
"Magic Knife."
"cut!"
The sound of thunder shines through the end of the sky.
With this sword strike, the entire sky was split into two halves, and the undead appeared, seemingly trying to annihilate everything.
The terrifying sword energy spread thousands of miles, and even the mountains and lakes turned into powder under the sword energy, which was their deep blessed land. Otherwise, if they were outside, no living beings would be able to survive from it.
Asura's blessed land has long since become bare due to successive wars, like a barren wilderness or desert, and the once beautiful scenery has all turned into smoke.
Opposite him, Master Luo walked through the air and showed his six-armed Shura appearance.
The ten thousand feet of Dharma make him like a six-armed king who suppresses hell. The divine pestle in his hand seems to be able to push everything horizontally and crush all enemies and opponents who dare to stand in front of him.
"Sky strike!"
…
The sky is falling.
The Divine Sword of Decline and the Heavenly Strike of Prison Suppression were fired at the same time.
In the hands of Wan Zhang Fa Xiang, the two divine weapons turned into terrifying weapons that created the world.
On one side is Shura Zhanxue, the Heavenly King of the North. Tianpeng crisscrosses the northern border and enters the Central Plains. With one sword, he slashes out the darkness of the sky and the earth, and the god of death splits the nine heavens. Even the blessed land and cave sky are crumbling under it, and the boundless sword energy spreads to
At the edge of the universe, strangle all living things.
On the other side is the great leader with invincible supernatural powers, the six-armed Shura Zhenming King. His divine weapon strikes the sky with one strike, turning the world upside down and shattering the vast universe. An iron rod crushes the avenue in front of him.
The two Dharma forms were like the reincarnation of ancient gods, and they started the simplest yet most terrifying fight.
The evolution of magical powers and spells are constantly flying, and the strong winds produced by the battle form a roar. The battle between the two magical powers and spells makes the stars fall, and the blessed land shakes, as if it is about to collapse in the battle.
"kill!"
"Roar!"
Boom.
Luo Tianpeng evolved the Zongheng Shengsheng Sword Technique, hoping to use the ultimate tidal wave of attacks to cut off the sky strike. He also hoped to find the leader's flaw under such suppression, so that he could cut off the leader's head.
In his eyes, a remnant soul should not exert such terrifying power.
No matter how powerful Luo Tianfeng was in the past.
However, the result ultimately disappointed him. Luo Tianfeng was like a god of war who never knew how to exhaust his strength. His iron rod was getting heavier and heavier, and every blow seemed to contain hundreds of millions of terrifying power. It was just dozens of moves.
The powerful force caused Luo Tianpeng's palms to tremble.
The shadow of the tree, the name of the person.
Luo Tianfeng has always been an insurmountable mountain.
The name of the Holy King is well deserved.
The Saint of Lianxu who died in the encirclement and killing battle was really not unjust.
Only when you actually fight against Luo Tianfeng can you realize how powerful he is. He is also a top sage and holds a magic weapon, but he can only survive hundreds of moves in Luo Tianfeng's hands.
After that, signs of defeat quickly emerged.
This may be because he fought two or three games in a row and suffered some injuries.
However, as he said, there is nothing much to say about the winner and the loser.
"Bang!"
The light of the Dharma image shattered.
The restrained Luo Tianpeng has become a bloody man.
His arms were twisted strangely, his shoulders were torn open by the sky strike and the broken bones were visible, and even one of his thighs was turned into powder. However, he still stood in the void like a king, holding the magic sword Crystal Soul in his left hand.
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Luo Tianpeng looked at the knife in his hand.
He is not weak either.
In the past, he had beheaded the invading top Garuda sage, and also hunted down the giant monster in the north... He had fought several Lianxu sages alone and killed them all, thus establishing his reputation as Luo Tianpeng.
As long as you give him time to continue to grow, he will definitely surpass Luo Tianfeng. He is still young and can still do it.
Perhaps it was his youth that filled him with a fighting spirit and made him unwilling to be inferior to others.
A virtuous corporal with clear rewards and punishments, he is a well-deserved king.
Luo Tianpeng coughed twice, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.
It wasn't flowing at all, it was gushing out.
The power of the sky strike made it impossible for his Dao body to continue to support him. His internal organs should have been completely shattered. Without the circulation of the internal organs, new power could not be born.
Seeing the defeat of the King of Heaven, the deer was frightened to kill, fought and then retreated, suddenly distracted, but Gusu Cuiguang grabbed this little light.
puff.
The deer was frightened and quickly retreated.
But he also took this opportunity to escape, protected Luo Tianpeng, held his body up, and said calmly: "How are you, King of Heaven?"
He quickly crushed the elixir and applied it to the wound, pouring his magic power into Luo Tianpeng's body that was about to fall apart, and raised the cold hook in his hand to face Luo Tianfeng.
Luo Tianpeng pushed away Lu Jingsha's hand without hesitation and shouted: "Let's go!"
"Let's go together."
"You can't leave without me."
Luo Tianpeng pulled Lu Jingsha behind him and said coldly: "Go find your mother."
While speaking, Luo Tianpeng looked at the leader Luo Tianfeng and said, "You must want to know who conspired with me, and you also want to know who those twenty-eight people are. Let him go and I will tell you everything."
Luo Tianfeng shook his head slightly and said, "It's such a deep love between father and son, but I don't want to know at all."
"I don't have to think about who the person who conspired with you is. Isn't it the King of Heaven?"
"You may not be able to imagine why I escaped from a remnant soul that can reshape my body. In fact, I thought about it carefully. Except for the God of Heaven who would let me go, there would be no one else."
"Your plan is very strict. If it weren't for the Heavenly King, I would not be able to escape."
Luo Tianpeng's pupils shrank to the extreme, and his voice broke as he said: "You would rather let him sit back and enjoy his success than let me take over the teaching?! He is old and dying!"
"I won't let anyone sit back and enjoy the benefits."
Luo Tianfeng shook his head again: "I won't let the tiger go back to the mountains. You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me."
"Walk!"
Luo Tianpeng roared angrily and his body suddenly fell down.
A divine soul that gathered the dharma of Yin, Shen, and Yang burst out from it, and without hesitation, it headed towards Luo Tianpeng not far away. He wanted to buy time for his son, and this was the safest way.
Lu Jing Sha Na didn't know that Luo Tianpeng had fought tooth and nail for him, so he tore open the void without hesitation.
"Want to leave?!"
Luo Tianfeng sneered: "I've been wary of you for a long time."
Just when Luo Tianpeng's soul was about to rush into his body, a blue-black banner stopped it.
Like a blue-black sky suppressing the world, it rolled up Luo Tianpeng effortlessly.
Luo Tianfeng knew that Zuo Tianwang would definitely not choose to self-destruct, because even if it succeeded, it would affect the deer and kill it, and the safest way was undoubtedly to seize the body to buy time.
Only Gusu Cuiguang and Luo Manping, who was seriously injured, could not stop Lu Jingsha, who had ghost blood.
"ah!"
Luo Tianpeng Li Xiao struggled to bloom the yin, yang and dharma, trying to block it with conflict in three directions.
"Don't waste your efforts, I'm afraid even Dao Lord can't escape my magic weapon." Luo Tianfeng's tone was full of pride.
"You dare to kill him, his mother is from the ghost tribe."
"Ghost clan, hum."
Fear flashed in Luo Tianfeng's eyes: "That's not something I should consider!"