Of course, Weng Yuanming and others only reacted slightly slower than Zhen Fengliu, but their strength was much stronger than him. At this time, they took action at the same time, and saw a series of palm shadows like steep peaks, rising and falling layers, towering and swaying.
The momentum was almost so strong that it could not breathe, but I didn't know how much stronger than Zhen Fengliu's sword.
However, when the unstoppable long palm shadow burst into the black fog, an unexpected scene happened.
The black fog was completely unaffected. Liang Yicheng, Weng Yuanming and others, the powerful holy energy of the fourth, fifth, and even the sixth grade of the Emperor Saint, fell into the sea again. Immediately afterwards, huge forces fell along the shadow of the palm of the body.
The crowd came in. With the muffled sound, everyone followed Zhen Fengliu's footsteps and was shaken away fiercely.
As soon as they landed, they spewed out a mouthful of blood at the same time, their eyes full of horror.
What a terrible power! With their strength, with all their strength, even if the Lord is afraid of being careless about them, he is useless in the face of the power of this divine beast, and he has no power to fight at all.
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No wonder the Shengyuan Sect in those days suffered a great loss at the hands of Yelang Sect. Unless they were prepared for it, it would be strange if they did not suffer such a terrifying force. Although they suffered a lot, Weng Yuanming and others still sighed.
No more.
While feeling moved, they were more worried. Because the next moment, the thick black fog had already surging towards Gu Fenghua and others.
"One sword, kill the prehistoric world!"
"Nine Heavens, Phantom Thunder!"
"Beidou, dominate the world!"
"Holy soul, the sky is broken!" The clear shouts of Gu Fenghua and his friends rang out at the same time.
Four sword lights broke through the air, condensed and merged, and slashed towards the heavy black fog with an unyielding momentum.
The Ninth Grade of Emperor Saint!
Weng Yuanming and others finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that after a night, Gu Fenghua and Luo Enen had basically recovered, and the power of this sword was not affected much. They defeated Yuan Daoling yesterday.
A sword is equal.
In a sense, the Ninth Level of Emperor Saint can be regarded as the limit of Wuji Holy Heaven. No matter how powerful the divine beast is, it cannot exceed the limit of Wuji Holy Heaven.
Even Gu Fenghua and his friends couldn't control the power of the divine beast for a while, so they should be safe in protecting themselves.
Unfortunately, they soon realized that they were a little happy too early.
The sword light of Gu Fenghua and the other four gathered their minds and concentrated their hearts slashed on the turbulent black fog, but it was the same as their previous results, as if they had slashed into nothingness and could not hurt them at all. Then, the huge power
The four people stormed out, and they retreated back "Tengteng". Gu Fenghua was fine, but his face turned slightly pale, while Luo Enen and the fat white men and others were oozing blood at the corners of their mouths at the same time.
How is this possible? Weng Yuanming and others were stunned at the same time, and their hearts fell into the ice valley.
Although Gu Fenghua and others could not really improve their strength to the Ninth Level of the Emperor Saint, the power of this sword is not much different from the real Ninth Level of the Emperor Saint. In addition to the Eighteen Kings Envoys, Wuji Holy Heavenly Energy
There are probably very few people who use such a sword.
However, such a powerful sword could not help the power of the divine beast! What kind of divine beast's power came from?
"Young Master Ye, be careful!" In addition to being shocked, everyone couldn't help but shout in unison.
At this time, everyone was shocked by the power of the terrifying divine beast and retreated, leaving only Ye Yunji standing there alone. The black fog was surging and it was about to completely swallow him up the next moment.