Chapter 48 Critical and Shocking God's will

The unexpected move of Yunyue, combined with the attack of Ye Qianqiu and Han Xiaoxi, actually smashed the Tianyu. The law of heaven and earth here was completely chaotic, and the purple-haired man also fell to the ground as Yunyue said and could no longer walk in the sky.

"Although he came down, he still has to be extra careful. After all, that guy has stepped into the realm of sub-holy land!" Looking at the purple-haired man who didn't understand what was going on in the distance, Yunyue said in a low voice.

Ye Qianqiu nodded, and then his whole body's internal energy was raised to the peak state.

Han Xiaoxi nodded, and then began to brew his own breath.

Cross-level battles on the ground are about to begin.

"I know that you have confused the laws of heaven and earth here!" The purple-haired man stood in the distance, with purple hair flying, with a fierce face, which was very fing.

"What about it?" The momentum of the cloud moon does not fall behind at all.

A trace of fierceness flashed on the face of the purple-haired man's face: "Ant, you three ants dare to challenge the majesty with sacred weapons and some strange moves, and dare to let me fall to the ground again and be in the same place with you. This is enough to condemn you!"

"Can the sub-saint be so rampant? If there is a most holy strong man here, I'm afraid you won't even dare to say a word!" Ye Qianqiu's whole body surged, forming a dragon shape behind him, and kept roaring at the purple-haired man in the distance.

Han Xiaoxi also looked contemptuously and said quietly, "Yasheng is like this, and there is no hope to be a saint."

"Okay, okay, okay, you three look for death, and I will fulfill you!" The purple-haired man sneered, and the purple-black magic behind him surged like a river.

"Die!" With a loud shout, the purple-haired man took action, and the purple-black magic spirit gathered into a huge purple-black magic sword and cut at the three people, with bursts of screaming breaking the air, which made people want to block their ears.

"The empty mirror." Ye Qianqiu drank lowly, and the empty mirror flew out, incarnating the shield of the three people here to block the attack of the purple-haired man.

"Let me do it, the sword of heaven!" Cloud Moon saw that Ye Qianqiu's face was not very good. It took a lot of internal energy to support the sacred weapon. It seemed that the attack could not be sent out for the time being, so Yunyue began to attack first.

The golden heavenly sword is much bigger than before. The surrounding Taoist lines circulate, and several vague figures stand on the body of the sword. The power of Tiandao Qiangua is all merged into the golden sword, and the vast breath swept around.

"What, you can hit this kind of attack with your peak cultivation?" The purple-haired man looked at the heavenly sword and felt a little unreal. He shouted and asked.

Yunyue ignored him, just pinched his finger quickly, and then pointed to him and shouted, "Cut!"

A golden light flashed, as if it had crossed time and space. The sword of heaven turned into an eternal golden light and cut the purple-haired man.

With such a fast attack, the purple-haired man thought he could not avoid it, so he moved his hands and played two magic skills. The purple-black shadow rushed to the eternal golden light in the sky, intending to stop his attack.

"The cutting of heaven, you can't stop!" Yunyue shouted, and the finger was pinched again. The speed of the eternal light transformed by the sword of Heaven rose again, and he instantly crossed the shadow of the purple-haired man.

"What!?" The purple-haired man's pupils shrank and hurriedly retreated.

But the speed of the heavenly sword was so fast that it penetrated its abdomen in an instant, and the blood flowed and dyed the land red.

"Damn it, how dare you hurt me!" The purple-haired man couldn't help shouting when he saw that his abdomen was penetrated and his blood kept leaving.

However, what answered him was all kinds of divine light, and the colorful divine light converged into one, which was submerged in an instant.

"Ah! This is..." In the colorful divine light, the purple-haired man roared, which seemed to hurt him a lot.

"Qianqiu, take action quickly!" At this moment, Yunyue said to Ye Qianqiu, "Use the holy soldiers from the Middle Palace!"

Ye Qianqiu looked at the purple-haired man submerged in the divine light, and then nodded. He did not control the empty mirror, and the empty mirror flew back to him.

However, the next moment, a holy power rises and suppresses everything, and the surrounding ground is shaking, which is extremely terrible.

The holy soldier appeared in the air, that is, the holy blade that was like a sword, not a sword, and a knife. The vast and magnificent holy power suppressed everything around him. Even Yunyue and Han Xiaoxi also felt very depressed and wanted to suffocate.

Ye Qianqiu successfully urged this sacred weapon at one time. He was very happy. He pointed to the purple-haired man in the distance and shouted, "The Holy Soldier's Kill!"

The peerless holy soldier made a sound of sword, and then rushed to the purple-haired man crazily, with the holy power and divine power all over the sky.

At this time, the purple-haired man who finally rushed out of the colorful divine light and recovered some injuries felt the breath. Not only did his face change dramatically, but he looked at the holy soldier flying towards him and said, "How is it possible that there are still holy soldiers!"

However, he didn't have time to think so much, because the holy blade was about to come to him.

"The demon god destroys the world!" The purple-haired man shouted, and a huge purple-black shadow appeared behind him. His eyes were as red as him. He stared at the peerless holy soldier and said in a chilling voice: "The first blow of the world!"

The huge purple-black magic shadow punched out, as if it could blow up the heavens and the earth, shaking the whole earth, and the broken void shaking, making people tremble.

With a loud bang, the magic shadow punched together with the peerless holy soldiers, shaking the energy flow and smoke all over the sky.

This blow was so horrible that Ye Qianqiu and the others were directly shaken out by the rest of the waves and spit blood. This is indeed not a force that can be easily resisted.

At this moment, the magic sound sounded again: "The second blow of the demon god's destruction!"

"What?" Ye Qianqiu was shocked that he could not urge the peerless sacred weapon for the second time so quickly. Now that the second blow suddenly came, he felt that there was no way to resist it at all, and it would be a serious injury if he was not killed.

However, beyond his expectation, Yunyue once again showed the magic of eight-phase integration. The power of the small world permeated and protected the three people in it. The impact of this second blow on the three people was greatly reduced. In the end, it only shattered the small world, and the three people were shocked to spit blood one after another.

"Yasheng is indeed much better than us, invincible!" Yunyue stood up and looked at the almost crazy purple-haired man.

"Three ants, but can't stand it with just two hits?" The purple-haired man roared, and the sound made the ground tremble.

"Hateful, which move should be used to kill him?" Ye Qianqiu said to himself in his heart that he wanted to kill the purple-haired man at all costs in order to revenge.

"Master Chu Pomeng's moves are almost impossible. They are compatible with heaven and earth. What else is there?" Ye Qianqiu quickly thought about what he knew in his heart, "War world... Emperor Wu broke the finger of the sky, cracked the palm of the earth, what else?"

Finally, a flash of inspiration flashed, and he finally remembered a move that had never been used and had never practiced, which was the unique style passed to him across the world.

"Is it a perfect style?" Ye Qianqiu frowned. He wanted to practice many times, but failed once. It seemed that he was almost there.

"Jian Tian... Jue Tian, is this day extinct?" Ye Qianqiu asked himself in his heart that he did not think he had such ability. Perhaps only the world of war that did not even pay attention to the real dragon god phoenix had such ability.

"Ability...idea, does Master want me to practice the idea of extermination of heaven and earth?" Looking at the sky in the distance, Ye Qianqiu's eyes appeared again like a god and demon in front of the world.

There have appeared twice in the world of war. One was when the real dragon phoenix was born and began to accept Ye Qianqiu as an apprentice. The second was when Ye Qianqiu broke through the peak. In his sea of knowledge, both times were not real bodies, but Ye Qianqiu felt that even if it was not a real body, it was enough to raise his hand to eliminate an ordinary most holy strong man.

"How strong is Master? Has he cut off the three corpses, or has he reached the legendary realm of flying immortals?" Ye Qianqiu asked himself in his heart how powerful the world was.

Yunyue and Han Xiaoxi looked at each other. They didn't know what was wrong with Ye Qianqiu at this moment, but there was nothing wrong with his breath, so the two had no choice but to drag the purple-haired man with words and wait for Ye Qianqiu to recover.

Many people appeared in their minds, such as Fengshang Soul, Shang Jiutian, Lu Lichen, Canghai, Kunpeng, Xiao Cangtian... and the unknown person who threatened to kill nine immortals when the demon clan was born. These are peerless strong men, and each of them has at least a dead body.

Their words and deeds all came to Ye Qianqiu's mind, and he gradually began to understand the meaning of Jue Tian.

Finally, Zhan Tiandi and the figure of the man he once had in the dream of Taiqingzong appeared together. Their words and deeds gave him endless shock and inspiration. The breath on his body was slowly changing and becoming extremely domineering, like a sword that had just come out of its sheath, which was unparalleled.

"This is..." Yunyue looked at the changing Ye Qianqiu, and the corners of her eyes couldn't help jumping.

Han Xiaoxi looked at Ye Qianqiu's transformation and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Both of them don't know what's wrong with Ye Qianqiu, but they can be sure that Ye Qianqiu's breath is getting stronger and stronger.

The purple-haired man in the distance also seemed to have found this change on Ye Qianqiu's body. He frowned slightly, and then shouted down and wanted the three of them to approach again with the huge magic shadow behind him.

"The third blow of the demon god's destruction!" After a few steps, the purple-haired man shouted, and a breath stronger than the previous two strikes filled the world. This move was extremely horrible, and the cloud moon couldn't help bearing it

Whate whether the three of us can carry it.

However, it was also at this time that Ye Qianqiu suddenly said, "If the sky wants to cover my eyes and heart, I will slaughter the sky. If the earth wants to bury my bones and blood deeply, I will kill it. If the immortals want to kill me, I will draw my sword to kill them and smash all the shackles!"