Chapter 436 Breaking - Absolute Ban

Hearing the white-haired old man shouting, he saw that there was a gloomy wind around his body, and the long black sword suddenly pierced his own neck.

"Self-adication?" In the face of the behavior of the white-haired old man, Duling stopped attacking and stared at the white-haired old man, guessing that he didn't know where he was playing.

Under a harsh cutting sound, the white-haired old man did not look bloody as expected, but was divided into two, two into three... and finally fixed on three people.

"This?" Looking at the three white-haired old man with exactly the same appearance and strength, Mu Yunfei's face changed slightly, and the magic power in his body was slightly stagnant, which seemed to indicate something and shouted awe-inspiringly:

"Third brother, be careful, retreat quickly!"

"Boom!" Finally, a step slower, Turin's figure was blown away in an instant, and it was not until the cliff of the island that it stopped, and a deep trench appeared under his body, which was caused by his dragging.

After the three people bombarded Turin, the white-haired old man looked at Mu Yunfei with gruine eyes, and the huge black energy was powerful.

"Second brother, what should we do?" Turin, who returned to Mu Yunfei's side, looked very dignified. Although the blow hit him away, Fortunately, Mu Yunfei reminded that Turin had suffered most of the attacks with a heavenly knife in time, but the joint attack of the three was obviously beyond his expectation. It was definitely not what the peak of the Heavenly King could have, so Turin still suffered a lot of injuries. Fortunately, it did not hurt the root. At this moment, while asking Mu Yunfei, he has begun to accumulate strength crazily. Obviously, the pressure brought to him by the three white-haired old men in front of him is unprecedented.

"This joint attack technique is so powerful that it is comparable to the strength of the emperor in the middle period! But it's not my opponent, why not..." Mu Yunfei made a decision and shouted in a low voice:

"Come out!"

As Mu Yunfei's words fell, two figures immediately appeared beside him. One of them was almost the same as Mu Yunfei's length. The only difference was the waist-length silver hair, which was the wooden Sirius, an alternative combination of the weapon soul of the sky gun and Sirius. The other person is a fair-skinned and terrible young man. A faint smile always hangs on the corners of his mouth. It seems that people and animals are harmless, but the sickle in his hand is frightening. He is Lin Chenxi, the god of death!

"I'll contain it, the third brother, Sirius, and Death will kill them one by one no matter what method they use! This is also a test for you!"

Mu Yunfei said that he had rushed into the three men's regiment. His goal was the previous white-haired old man. Although the three were ordinary, they were easy to identify. There were still blood stains on the man, and Turin, Mu Tianlang and Death also faced their opponents one after another, and the war completely broke out at this time.

For a moment, it thundered, the wind roared, and the sky was dark.

"Break the sky!" Mu Tianlang met one of the white-haired old men and looked indifferent. The broken gun in his hand burst out thousands of golden light. The gun suddenly soared several times, forming a giant long gun in mid-air, which has been bombarded with a strong sense of destruction.

"Hmm! In the early days of Tianjun, he also dared to come forward and die!" The white-haired old man did not show weakness. With a wave of the long sword in his hand, the strange black energy bursting out around the broken gun.

Maybe the wooden Sirius alone can't be the opponent of this white-haired old man, but the white-haired old man forgot to deal with three of them. When the wooden Sirius launched the attack, Turin had shaken off his opponent and bullied him, because the heavenly knife had resisted the joint attack of the four people before. So at this moment, Turin did not use it, but directly waved his fists to attack.

What is the strongest dragon clan? In addition to the extremely strong body, it is the invincible claws. Turin did not hesitate to display the most powerful ability. The blood in its body boiled and accelerated the ability to accumulate vitality. Almost at the same time as the fist was waving, it had been all over the fists, feeling the monstrousive fists from the fists. Turin shouted awe-inspiringly:

"The holy dragon secret is broken by a dragon!" A secret punch really bombarded the white-haired old man, tit for tat, and also hit the white-haired old man's body. No matter how strong the Tianjun puppet is, how can its body compare with the dragon clan? Turin's punch directly repelled the white-haired old man.

"Bold! Take your life, God sickle!"

Another old man entangled by death was immediately angry when he saw that his companion was punched back. After forcing the death back with a sword, a virtual shadow of several feet had appeared in mid-air. The virtual shadow was actually similar to death and also holding a sickle, but the death on the sickle was worse than the sickle in Death's hand. At this moment He bombarded the wooden Sirius with a roar.

"Boom!" Under the sickle, the wooden wolf was defeated and was immediately bombarded out several feet. This is still the result of the timely appearance of death and blocking most of the deadness of the sickle.

"Look for death!" How could the white-haired old man who was blown away by a punch in Turin endure this great shame? He bit his finger and dripped the overflowing blood on the long sword in his hand. He only heard the "buzzing" sound of the sword. A green light flashed in the eyes of the white-haired old man's eyes, his hands clenched the hilt of the sword, and the darkened tip of the sword pointed straight to the ground. Plug it in and say:

"The morgue!"

"It's not good!" Turin's face changed dramatically, and he shouted at the wooden wolf and death who were fighting with another white-haired old man:

"Be careful!"

With a shout from Turin, the white-haired old man's attack had arrived. The overwhelming miasma with a strong corpse smell actually drowned Turin in it in an instant, and the white-haired old man seemed to have the same heart. After forcing the sickle back death and the wooden wolf in the virtual shadow's hand, he quickly inserted the sickle into the ground.

Suddenly, it became dark.

And Mu Yunfei's opponent, the leading old man, became a prisoner after the miasma enveloped Turin and others. Mu Yunfei not only did not worry at all about the three people in Turin, but smiled at the old man:

"I think this is also your joint attack skill! However, without you, this combination technique is not perfect!"

"Hmm!" Although the old man hummed disdainfully, he still looked nervously at the miasma...

Turin, who was trapped in the poisonous miasma, his vision was blurred, and the wind around him was full of wind. The disgusting and suffocating breath rushed towards him, and his face suddenly became a little bruised.

Is it just a poisonous miasma? It's definitely not that simple! Turin was on high alert, moved gently, and his thoughts turned. He not only had to find a way to crack the poisonous miasma, but also had to deal with the sneak attack of the two old people at any time.

"Oh!" Suddenly, a slight sound sounded from the left side of Turin. A disdainful smile appeared at the corners of his mouth and punched the sound without hesitation, but the next moment, his face changed miserably and he secretly said that it was not good! He quickly turned around, and the sound at this moment had emerged in front of him, and a withered palm suddenly slapped heavily on his chest.

"Bang!"

Under the sneak attack, the cold attack made Turin roll back and fall to the ground. At the same time, he was shocked and didn't care about the black blood that kept overflowing from the corners of his mouth. He immediately lifted the place injured by the palm force, and a black palm print appeared, and there were colorful spots in the fingerprints.

"This is a poisonous palm!" Turin's face darkened, and he secretly exerted his power to force the venom out of his body.

In the palm, fell, forced poison, everything was just a moment. Turin found that in this poisonous miasma, it was impossible to capture the position of the white-haired old man at all, and the other party's sneak attack was even more unpreventable. What he didn't understand was that the sneak attack was not fatal and seemed to play with him, which made Turin angry. Three feet.

"Damn!" Turin spit, his eyes suddenly turned red, and suddenly floated up, and cyan light burst out from all over his body.

"Sy~h~h~h!"

The dragon, the cyan dragon, kept waving the five claws of his abdomen and limbs, among which the wind, fire, thunder and lightning shone freely, sweeping away the poisonous miasma around him.

In anger, Turin has restored its noumenon, Holy Green Dragon! Strength suddenly leaped from the peak of the emperor to the early days of the emperor! However, even if Turin recovers the body, all this is just a futile effort. In fact, the poisonous miasma of the corpse has not receded, but is just afraid to avoid it. The two white-haired old men still did not appear! Although it did not break the poisonous miasma of the corpse, it also helped Mu Tianlang and Death relieve the siege, and the three finally got together!

"How's it going?" Turin shook his huge dragon head and asked Mu Sirius and Death.

"I'm fine. I'm death, corpse poison, and death gas is a tonic for me! It's just that I'm just a later cultivation of Tianjun, and I can't lock those two at all, and I have been repeatedly attacked by them!" Death has been practicing in Mu Yunfei's death world, where the death gas is many times higher than the poisonous miasma.

"It's okay!" Woody Wolf is still so indifferent, but as he said, unless his soul is destroyed and erased, everything is not a threat to him. He is an alternative existence.

"I have a way to break this miasma! Next, remember every word I said. There is only one chance. Pay attention and start!" After saying that, Turin turned into a pedestrian again, and the miasma that had been forced back was quickly coming back.

Mu Yunfei, standing outside the miasma, stared at all this, outlined a smile at the corners of his mouth, turned his head to the white-haired old man and said:

"Is there any more powerful trick, otherwise your puppets will be finished!" Of course, Mu Yunfei's words are not to the white-haired old man, but to the people behind the scenes who have been manipulating these puppets.

In the middle of Turin, where the heavenly knife was sacrificed, the wooden wolf and death were separated, like horns. At this moment, the three of them looked surprisingly calm, their clothes were windless and automatic, and all three forces poured into Turin's heavenly sword.

At this moment, the heavenly knife is no longer the shape of a knife, but a square plate, and there is a non-stop on the plate. Judging from the appearance, it is like the compass of ancient China, Si Nan! This is the third form of the defense hammer, and also the final form, the key to space!

As the big spoon kept spinning, a magnificent white light surged out of the key of space.

"What a domineering space energy, terrible! Hurry back!" The white-haired old man's face suddenly changed dramatically, and he shouted at the other two old men in horror.

And Turin's hands have held up the key of space and roared:

"Space, absolutely banned!"

"Boom!" The white light was extremely powerful and shot out around with a deafening sound, taking the lead in destroying the back miasma, and the powerful sealing ability of the key of space actually sealed the two white-haired old men who cast spells at the same time in mid-air at the same time.

In an instant, the whole Shengxian Island became dead.

The miasma is gone, but Turin is gasping for breath at this moment. He half kneels down weakly, and his pale face is even more terrible. Obviously, he has exhausted his strength!

"Scythe of death!"

"A blow through the sky!"

Woodian wolf and Death have been full of fire for a long time. How can they leave a backhand? At present, they no longer hesitate to use the last strength of their whole body to show their strongest moves. Almost at the same time, the two most powerful attacks burst out at the same time...