"Sister Zhetian, who dreams is not always certain!"
Ping An coldly snorted, and a white lotus blossomed suddenly under his feet, expanding outward very quickly.
"Are you finally going to fight?"
Zhetian looked at Zhetian and slowly said, "Then, the deity will let you know our gap."
Soon, Zhetian was like a person changed.
All the usual magic tricks had extraordinary powers in her hands.
The purple blood congealed true magic armor has been released, and her body is surrounded by a layer of blood mist, which is still permeating, and the bodyguard qi has expanded into a domain, and the evil wind has taken shape, one after another tornado pillars, one storm after another. Whirlpools continue to appear around Ping An, while the unfeeling holy flame completely envelopes most of the sky. Compared with that, the holy flame of Ping is like a small spot, and you can't see clearly...
"The gap between you and the deity, can you see it now?"
Zhetian calmly looked at Ping An, "You have nowhere to go. Give you three breaths time to consider whether to surrender obediently or die."
"You finally use Utambula."
There was a trace of panic on Ping An's face, not deliberately disguised, every move to cover the sky, with a sacred atmosphere, made her feel awe unconsciously.
Zhetian nodded, "If you don't want to capture you alive, the deity won't use this step. Now that you use it, you have no choice."
She remained calm, but her heart was filled with hatred. The use of holy objects meant that she could no longer use holy objects for cultivation for many years, could not improve her cultivation, and restore holy objects, and the situation in the Yinkui realm, I don’t know. How many years have to wait.
"It's so beautiful!"
Ping An whispered, waved two talisman, turned around and fled.
Although it can resist it for a while, it is unnecessary to fight it hard. The battle will almost certainly be lost, and it has achieved the goal of allowing the sky to use the holy artifact.
There was a curse in my heart, why Zhou Shu hadn't come over yet, it couldn't be more, it was really bad.
"Fatal Talisman? You actually used something from a practitioner, are you still a saint of the Yinkui tribe!"
He frowned and felt tricky. The effects of these two charms were very surprising. One directly broke the domain to create a channel, and the other stirred up the situation, making the entire battlefield muddy like a swamp and difficult to move.
"You can't control it!"
Ping An snorted, and he was already far away.
"The deity holds Utambula, do you think you can really escape?"
She smiled slightly, and slowly held out a flower in her hand. In the surrounding storm, the flower looked very peaceful and holy. It felt like it would calm down when you saw it, and the one that just took out the flower In an instant, Ping An also froze, as if she had been hit by something, staring at Utambula, her eyes full of longing...Of course, it was only a moment, she knew what she should do, and continued to turn and escape.
Zhetian laughed very coldly, and Utambula shook it suddenly.
The overlapping petals opened up for the first time, and a soft light flashed from the center. As soon as it appeared, it hit Ping An's body, connecting Ping An and the flower like a soft thread.
Ping An's heart tightened, but no matter how dodged it was useless, the light always followed her.
"You are caught by a urging cable, where else can you escape?"
Zhetian Gege laughed, "Peace, you are also a member of the Yinkui tribe, and your destiny is always closely tied to the holy thing. Now it wants you to enshrine itself to it, can you not give it? Can you not give it? ?"
"Shameless, the holy thing is not yours!"
Ping An turned around and scolded, and continued to flee.
Zhetian shook his head slightly, "It's useless, even if you flee to the horizon or to other realms, the deity can still find you and catch up with you."
The small body seemed to blend in with the flower, chasing it down the light like an arrow.
Anyone can see that covering the sky with sacred objects is faster than peace, and no matter what technique is used for peace, it will be hit back with the same technique. The only effective is the magic talisman, but it also blocks Within a few breaths, and with the traction of light, her every move was in the eyes of the sky, and there was nowhere to hide.
Ping An murmured secretly, why didn't Zhou Shu come?
But it may not feel good on the side of the sky. To catch peace at a late breath, the holy relic will consume more strength, and if this continues, even if she catches peace, the loss will never be small, not to mention the reorganization of the Yinkui world. But she is already riding a tiger, and if she can run safely, the problem will be even greater.
At this moment, a figure came out of light, getting closer and closer to the two.
Ping An was overjoyed and couldn't help but yelled, "You are finally here, **** it!"
Zhetian was stagnant. She only saw Zhou Shu for the second time, but she knew very well that Zhou Shu was definitely not a "golden fairy" this time. He killed at least 15 genus equivalent to Taiyi Daluo. Next, they also used puppets to stir up a mess of the Yinkui Realm. They are definitely the enemy, no less than the enemy of peace.
Must hurry up.
The power of Yin Kui is almost crazy to bet Utambula. She must use the power of the holy relic to give Ping An a victory, at least if she has no power to fight back.
The pure brilliance enveloped the entire sky in an instant, and a huge Utambula appeared, the petals spread out, and slowly rolled towards the peace, and the running peace and the petals, compared to the petals, is like a mountain. Gravel.
Although the petals are phantoms caused by brilliance, they have no substance, but the power in them is real There is nowhere to hide, and there is no way to hide, and the peace is stagnant. Wrapped, trapped in the brilliance, unable to move anymore.
Not far away, Zhou Shuzheng came quickly, not far from her.
She stared at Zhou Shu, speechless, only sighed secretly, it was this thousand li, but it was an insurmountable distance, was the hard work, or was it in vain?
The power of the holy thing is really more terrifying than I thought.
Snapped!
The huge Utambula shattered suddenly, and the white brilliance of the sky fell like rain.
She was safe to get out of the cage, but she was suspicious. Zhou Shu didn't make a move. Then... she couldn't help but look towards the sky, her mind was shocked, and she couldn't recover for a while.
Zhetian had retreated thousands of miles away, but where she was originally, standing there was another person, someone she and Zhetian were extremely familiar with.
Youtan saint.
With a smug smile on the corners of his mouth, Youtan held Utanbula in his hands, and looked at the peace and covered the sky, and shook his head slightly.
She covered the sky with a pale complexion, she could not see the indifference and majesty of the past, with a bright blood stain on the corner of her mouth, and there was almost fire in her eyes. No one knew what was happening better than her, but how could it be, how could it be?
She glared at Youtan, "Youtan, you have been hiding in the flowers of Youtan for a hundred years, haven't you!?"
It was almost roaring, her voice was stern and sharp, like someone smashed a glass bottle hard, and even the dream in her heart was also shattered to pieces.
"Two sisters, I'm sorry to interrupt you to fight."
Youtan smiled slightly, "Sister Zhitian, didn't you expect it? I thought you knew it a long time ago."
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