Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1272: Struggle for the front
In the Guhong Mountain Range, Qingtian made a strong move, and his palm prints were earth-shaking, like a huge ocean bursting a bank, surging. "I Dedication"
This shocked the group of heroes, Qingtian is too powerful, ask yourself, if you fight with him at the same level, you will definitely not be able to stop this palm!
However, Ling Xian was calm and unmoved.
His energy and blood collapsed and turned into the Yangtze River waves, majestic, swallowing heaven and earth.
Boom!
There was a loud noise, and the void between the two was completely shattered, and even the distant mountains turned into powder.
"But so."
Ling Xian looked indifferent, his black hair danced wildly, like the reincarnation of a devil, standing proudly on the top of eternal age.
"But so?"
The sky is full of cold electricity, and the whole body is rising, condensed into a golden stomach and a golden war spear.
Suddenly, the invincible Qi machine overflowed, like a **** of war, swallowing mountains and rivers, sweeping the world.
This shocked the group of heroes, and only felt that there was a real dragon-like power dormant in Qingtian's body.
Even Ling Xian felt the pressure.
Qing Tian is indeed extraordinary, especially at this moment, he is terrifying and full of momentum.
However, he is not afraid.
"Come on!"
With a cry, Ling Xian burst out with immeasurable divine light, flooding the entire Guhong Mountain Range. In the divine light of the sky, the two gods of War God's Halberd and Yumoyi shining out of the world, shook the sky.
"You can't, die!"
Qing Tian pointed at Ling Xian with a gun, and suddenly, a qi that dominated the world whistled out, and the void was in front of him, as fragile as tofu.
However, it didn't hurt Lingxian.
He held a halberd to block, and his supernatural power not only shattered Qingtian's energy, but also colored it.
"Huh!"
With a cold snort, Qingtian flashed in front of Ling Xian, and the war spear smashed Huashan with a forceful gesture, shaking the Eight Desolations.
At the same time, the Taoist sound arose and turned into a chain of the Avenue, imprisoning Lingxian.
"Open it to me!"
Ling Xian yelled, in the brilliant light, the God of War halberd shook the spear hard, and the invincible fist print swept across the chain of the avenue.
Boom!
This space has turned into nothingness, and the horror sweeps across the ten directions, even if it is separated by a barrier, it makes the group horrified.
At the same time, it was quite shaken.
Qing Tian's strength is universally recognized, and everyone is not surprised to be able to have such a power, but they never expected that Ling Xian would be able to stand up against him!
This means that he and Qingtian are strong at the same level, so how can they not shock the crowd?
"Yes, such an opponent will have a sense of accomplishment only when he is killed."
Qing Tian smiled sensibly, and the spear turned into thorns, like a peerless fairy sword, with its sharp edges exposed, tearing the sky apart.
"Your words are what I think in my heart."
Ling Xian is tit-for-tat, not only in words, but also in the fight. The light in his left eye flickered, and Zhu Jue Demon Sword carried the **** light to withstand the blow.
Immediately, the mountains and rivers fall, the sun, moon, stars, flowers, birds, fish and insects emerge, bringing Geshiweili to suppress Qingtian!
"Destroying the World God Punishment!"
Qingtian yelled, thunderclouds appeared, and while the electric light wandered, the world was filled with destructive energy.
Boom boom boom!
Thunder light surging, smashed on the mountain and river tripod, erupting extremely terrifying waves, destroying everything in the line of sight.
Only Ling Xian stood upright proudly, facing the endless thunder, and hitting the chaos Dingxian fist.
As soon as the fist of the world is out, the sun and the moon are dark, the world is eclipsed, there is nothing to compare, and there is nothing to stop!
In an instant, the thundercloud collapsed, and the heavens and the earth regained their clarity in an instant, but after that, they fell into greater depression.
This time, Ling Xian will dominate!
The emperor's fist ran across the sky, breaking the sky and the earth, and even the avenue trembled.
This made the group astonished. They only felt that this boxing fist dominates everything, and has the mighty power of invincibility!
Even Qingtian changed his color.
At the moment, without saying a word, he spurred a shocking scene, and the sound suddenly sounded, and three thousand thunders crashed down!
Every one is as thick as a bucket, smashed into the void, the universe is cracked, and the whole world is reduced to a sea of thunder.
This method is terrible. It is definitely a first-class method in the Witch God Realm. It has the power to destroy the world.
However, Ling Xian was not afraid.
He squeezed the mark of the invincible fist and rushed into the sea of thunder forcefully. With every blow out, the world trembles and the thunder collapses!
At this moment, he is just like an invincible war fairy, with amazing power between his hands and feet, and he is unstoppable!
Thunders shattered in his hand. In the blink of an eye, the sea of thunder disappeared and was destroyed by his fist!
In the devastated void, Ling Xian stood proudly, like a great emperor sitting on nine heavens, with divine power overwhelming the world, and his grace and grace.
This silenced the scene, and all eyes focused on him, all filled with awe.
The entire Witch God Realm knows how strong Qing Tian is, and everyone knows the name of Three Thousand Thunder. However, it was shattered strongly by Ling Xian, how could everyone not be surprised?
It was spread out, and the entire Witch God Realm had to be shaken!
"Good strength, but unfortunately, it still cannot change the outcome of your defeat."
The eyes of Qingtian are faint, and the golden stomach releases infinite divine light, like a round of eternal scorching sun, shining to the extreme.
At the same time, as he chanted a strange mantra, mystical power suddenly appeared, combined with the immeasurable divine light, and gradually condensed into a phantom.
It is tall and stalwart, with a tiger-headed body, a snake in its mouth, and a thunderous body around it. The moment it emerged, the sound of the avenue sounded, and the sky cracked.
The power of this phantom is too powerful. It is not only reflected in the real pressure, but more, it is a kind of spiritual pressure.
It is not an exaggeration to say that the moment it appeared, the group of heroes trembled from the heart, and there was an urge to bow down.
Even if it's the seventh realm power, even if it's Lingxian, it's no exception!
Because it is Qiangliang, the legendary Thunder Sorcerer God!
In the history of the witch tribe, in the history of the entire world, the twelve witch gods are legends that cannot be avoided. At the beginning of the world, when the ten thousand races were fighting for the front, they were the twelve brightest stars, shining through the past and present, and arrogant to the world.
It can be said that each of them stands proudly on the top of eternal age, even if they are not the strongest in ancient times, they are not far apart.
Therefore, when Qiangliang's phantom appeared, the group of heroes suddenly changed their color, and some monks in the late stage of the fusion process could not help coughing up blood.
And this is still behind a barrier.
Ling Xian, standing in front of Qiangliang's phantom, is under pressure at this moment~IndoMTL.com~ is even more unimaginable. Even with his powerful body, there were cracks.
This makes Qingtian smile, contemptuously and proudly.
"Lingxian, you are indeed very strong, but unfortunately, in front of me, you are still like a chicken and can't stand a blow!"
Qing Tian was arrogant and domineering, turning his hand and falling down, Qiang Liang Xuying also made the same action.
Suddenly, Baiyuan Baili completely exploded, and everything ceased to exist.
Ling Xian also vomited blood, unable to stop the blow that was like the falling of the sky.
It's too powerful, it's really too powerful. As soon as the Qiangliang phantom appeared, Qingtian's combat power was at least five times greater!
"Hahaha, mere ants, dare to be presumptuous in front of me?"
Qing Tian laughed wildly, Qiang Liang Xuying made a domineering move, and once again shocked Ling Xian to cough up blood.
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