Chapter 1387

How is that possible?

Xu Xiangbao, Taixu incarnates Tao. How much friendship do you have to have with Taixu? No, it's not what friendship can get! Unless the family has been handed down for tens of thousands of years and has been in this system for generations, there will be no class a clan!

However, there is no time to shock him now. The God has opened the sky. If the streamer of this lightning strikes himself, the consequences will be unimaginable! In his scream, his whole body's spiritual power broke out again. Fengluan fan shot green and red. It spread out with a brush and flew into the air automatically.

"Ancestors of the Song family..." Xu Yangyi's chest fluctuated sharply, and he could not hear... He could not hear anything, nor could he see anything.

In his eyes, there was only shatoro, the only one.

Others, stars, crowds, ruins, don't exist.

"Then try the strength of the virtual treasure of the demon incarnation!"

The spear of Thor comes out with a bang!

In a flash, tens of thousands of meters of the sky, all shining blue and white thunder light from the deep boundless void, roaring thunder resounding through the void, after the ten thousand thunder return to one, the Thor is furious!

"Dare you!" Shatoro's voice became sharp, and there was no way to avoid it... This move, the stars all showed their submission, and the silver dragon ploughed the sky, pulling out the hell of death in front of him. It's impossible for him to avoid such a large coverage!

How can... How can! This question kept screaming in his mind. How did he avoid the positive impact of fengluan fan? How did this virtual treasure come from? How can it be so powerful? No... no! no Now is not the time to be distracted, he suddenly spurts out a mouthful of blood, the precious light on fengluan fan instantly boils, and an old man with a sword on his back in a blue shirt, full of 100 meters tall, slowly stands up from the fan.

"I'm the Song family..."

Boom!!

Before he could finish speaking, a more brilliant light suddenly burst out on the thunder light, and the virtual shadow of a magic dragon with thousands of meters made up of morning stars rushed out crazily. Stepping on the vastness of the void, it surpassed the heaven and the world. With a tyranny that the seven world friars did not understand, it instantly tore up the magic weapon spirit!

The complete crush of virtual treasure!

"No!" Shatoro's soul flies out of the sky. Countless impossible people hover in his mind. Fengluan fan is dark, and Leiguang is only one kilometer away from him! In his roar, he patted tianlinggai, an inch high Yuanshen came out of his body and rushed to fengluan fan.

At this moment, the sky in all directions is shining, shining across the void.

Everybody's dead.

No one can predict that the beginning of ups and downs, or even step-by-step "catch up with me," a few seconds later, it turned into a moment of memory.

Countless swords, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, formed a sword ball in shatoro's despairing eyes. The blade was shining and aimed at him.

The next second, these swords erase the space, engulf the distance, in shatoro's scream, all into his body.

Ten star field, a sword flying.

"Ah Shatoro's cry rips his heart and lungs. There is no place without pain, and there is no place without tearing. The intense pain instantly interrupts his control of the spirit.

Two seconds.

His pain was only two seconds. After two seconds, he was still in good health. However, the desperate spear of Thor is no more than 50 meters!

Infinite true Jeet kune do, seize the fleeting opportunity. Deceptive reality, found the only simulation, and do not calculate the space against the opponent's illusion.

"You..." shatoro's lips trembled. He looked up at the sea of thunder and roared: "humble mole ant..."

Boom!!!

Then the world turned into a sea of thunder.

The void is shaking. The golden glory blooms a huge golden lotus of void. It breathes the blue light, and a circle of terrible shock waves form the visible Golden Blue ripple to spread. Even Xu Yangyi was shocked for several kilometers by the complete outbreak of virtual treasure. Just at the moment when Guanghua is about to devour shatoro, fengluan fan gives out a whine. The fan bone and the fan face are in full bloom, forming a colorful Phoenix surrounded by each other.

Treasure also has spirit. At the moment when the treasure keeper was in danger of falling, he chose to protect himself spontaneously.

However, it is facing a hellish dragon that is furious to the extreme. The virtual shadow of Morningstar dragon tramples on everything, smashes everything, devours everything, and rushes head-on cruelly. The two virtual treasures make an earth shaking noise, and a real black hole forms instantly!

out of the depth of misfortune comes bliss!

The world seems to be quiet for a second, and then the shock wave is countless times more violent than before. How powerful is the frontal impact of two Taixu level virtual treasures? All people are like fallen leaves in the wind, directly swept ten thousand meters away.Light, only light, eternal light.

If a star is born, the planes are born and die. After a full minute, Xu Yangyi opened his eyes from the extreme light of blinding eyes. Everything in front of him was pale, and it took more than ten seconds to recover.

"Kara..." there was a crack in his hand. He clenched his fist, and countless pieces of gold fell from it.

That's the golden barrel.

In hell, tiragondes, it stabbed the gods.

In the chain of the seven worlds, tenglongkou, it fell to the ancestors of the Song Dynasty.

Morningstar magic dragon new luyade is dead, its will can't support, at this moment, it collides with a virtual treasure which has been refined thousands of times, and it finally comes to the end of its life.

Xu Yangyi closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and suddenly opened his eyes to see where shatoro was.

There is a virtual shadow of qingluan flying in the air, but it is burning fast. In ancient times, there was a phoenix bathing in fire, but now qingluan is emitting a kind of despairing hiss. The flame passes by, sweeping thousands of stars, and its figure... Is disappearing inch by inch.

Bang!! With a dull sound, the whole qingluan's empty shadow burst in the air, revealing several broken and charred fan bones inside.

Two virtual treasures collide and fall.

It's dead in all directions.

The friars on the ground looked at this scene dully, and the white tiger Hall of the Song family around them was even more incredible.

"Virtual treasure... Destroyed?" A friar of white tiger Hall said in a trembling voice: "how can this happen... I, how can we give the second son a job..."

"Will the virtual treasure be destroyed?"“ Tao Zu is on the top... This... How is this possible... "Xuxiangbao... Zhangbaoshi... The root of the Song family, xuxiangbao's destruction... Zhangbaoshi's fall... God..."

Xu Yangyi breathed a long sigh of relief. At last, he sneered: "what a virtual treasure."

"It's the treasure of rules. I'm so familiar with it. It's a pity that the xuxiangbao in the hands of the Song family and my xuxiangbao are not of the same level. "

"God..." the tall and thin Yuanying on the ground opened his mouth, shook his head and gasped: "this... Is a virtual treasure... A palm treasure envoy... He, how does his old man seem not to care at all?"

No one answered.

No one dares to answer.

Xu Yangyi restrained his smile and looked at the sky like a knife. All the friars in the white tiger hall trembled. They know that now the best way is to escape, however, in each other's eyes, even can not lift their legs.

It's the instinctive fear of life.

It's an endless abyss of despair.

Xu Yangyi licked his lips bloodily and was about to go up. Suddenly, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the remains of the fan bone in the void.

Not only him, but also everyone felt it. In the terrified eyes, the broken fan bone hummed wildly! A little bit of aura, like stars and rain, appears from all directions and is absorbed onto the fan bones. It's more and more massive! A few seconds later, the formation of a vortex of silver light!

In the whirlpool, a twisted aura expands rapidly, with the smell of destruction. Xu Yangyi just looked at it, took a cool breath, and rushed to Chu Zhaonan without hesitation.

Blow yourself up!

Xu Xiangbao's self explosion!

A Taixu incarnates Tao, a concise xuxiangbao. Now the Zhangbao is dead, and xuxiangbao is completely damaged. It inherits Taixu's pride and chooses to destroy itself at the end of life!

This self destruction... The whole tenglongkou will disappear!

"Ziqi! You go He yelled loudly. Zhao Ziqi looked at his distance and knew that it was useless for him to stay. Now Xu Yangyi is closest to Chu Zhaonan, and behind Chu Zhaonan... Is the holy land of choking!

Once hit by the shock wave of Taixu's self destruction, Chu Zhaonan Cheng can't bear it. Even if he can, he will be rushed into the nearby holy land of choking!

"Take care, brother!" Zhao Ziqi bit his lip and was about to leave, but his eyes flashed.

Everyone at the scene felt that the fan bone had become a white sun rising and falling! After the initial murmur and nameless panic, there are countless screams all over the room, rushing towards the teleport like crazy.

There were few yuan babies at the scene. No more than six.

And the golden elixir... Is impossible to survive in the universe! In other words, after the explosion of xuxiangbao, the forbidden system will be broken, and Yuanying will die!

The friars of tenglongkou, the friars of baihutang, and the friars of sanzong form the crowd before the end of the day. They scream and rush to the teleport formation without any clue."Big brother said... You... All have to die!" Zhao Ziqi licked his lips and finally took a look at Chu Zhaonan, who did not know whether he was alive or dead. All the ghosts rushed to the sky. He was the only one who respected the saint at the scene. In an instant, there was a bloodbath.

Countless ghosts and pawns issued a hair raising cry and appeared beside all the monks except sanzong. Without hesitation, they cut their heads and flew up to the sky. For Yuanying, there are more powerful ghost generals, ghost marshals. Zhao Ziqi walked in the bloody wind and rain that he made. There was no affinity for Xu Yangyi on his face, only a piece of killing.

"Three monks! Come in at once

A minute later, the aura Light ball in the void has been twisted to the maximum. Xu Yangyi grabs the comatose Chu Zhaonan with one hand. Zhao Ziqi takes a last look and yells: "big brother! I'll wait for you! "

Then, thousands of light spots gradually become empty and disappear into the galaxy. At the same time, the virtual treasure has been condensed to the extreme. The next second, it will burst completely