Click!
The divine array shattered and shook the audience.
Everyone was dull and their brains were blank.
Although the battle formations of the warriors are not the strongest formations in the borderless continent, they are also among the best. Even if they are the great masters of the formation, don't even think about breaking up in a short time.
Therefore, the old man in Tsing Yi and the old man in Gray were full of confidence and did not stop Ling Xian from breaking the battle for the first time.
However, they never dreamed that Ling Xian would break up the Battle of Gods in less than a moment.
"What a terrible formation! What a terrible power!"
"In a single stroke, it hurt two up-and-comers. In a matter of moments, they smashed my warriors, and they were monsters!"
"Unexpectedly, there is such a fierce man in the sanctuary!"
The crowd exclaimed, shocked.
Those two uprights are no exception.
They finally understood why Zhan Ge dared to return when the branch had completely controlled the fighters.
"If the warrior has only two close men, there is no need to continue the battle."
Ling Xian's expression was calm. Either the old man in Tsing Yi or the old man in Gray was not his enemy.
In the situation that the mountain guard team has been broken, it is even less qualified to fight him. It can be said that if the combatants have no other powerful means, then the victory and defeat have been divided.
"Don't think you can smash my battlefield and hurt us, you can do whatever you want."
The face of the old man in Tsing Yi was sinking like water, saying, "My warrior is a royal family with a great reputation, and the depth is not something you can imagine."
"Yes, I want to suppress my fighters with my own power, and foolish dreams!"
The gray-clad old man sneered, Shenhua went round his body, the sword light was endless, and the power of the sky was cracked.
"Is the fighter at this moment worthy of the royal family?" Ling Xian glanced at the old man in Tsing Yi. In the sanctuary, there is no power of the gods, and he can only be called a royal family.
With his sweeping humane strength, suppression is not difficult.
"you!"
The old man in Tsing Yi was furious and said, "You will know right away how stupid it is to fight against my warriors."
The words fell, and nine red crimson beams emerged, penetrating the heavens and the earth and illuminating the universe.
Suddenly, Bahuang was shattered, the road was roaring, and Qiankun shuddered.
It is too powerful, as if the demon awakened, turned over yellow, and leveled all realms.
Zhan Ge's expression calmed down, and he said, "Be careful, this is one of the strongest details of my warriors, swinging the magic column, and having the ability to break the soul."
"Cracked soul ..." Ling Xian's expression was calm, still calmly.
Swinging the magic column is indeed terrible. The ability to shake the soul is not weaker than the nine wonderful seals, and ordinary creatures can't stop it.
However, he couldn't help it.
Ling Xian is a nine-pole extreme, and the old man in Tsing Yi and the old man in gray have only reached eight extremes. No matter how strong the magic column is, it cannot bridge the disparity.
"Dangling the magic column is a combination of magical power and magical power. The power of magical power is comparable to the Supreme Soldier, and the power of magical power is not weaker than the taboo."
"Boy, you can force me to use the magic pole, you are proud."
The old man in Tsing Yi smiled, it was hard to be proud.
The same is true of the elderly in gray.
Swinging the magic column is one of the most powerful insiders of the warriors. Looking at the entire borderless continent, they are well-known existences, and they are naturally full of confidence.
"It's really good, but unfortunately, you two are too weak." Ling Xian's eyes were deep, his fingers glowed, and his power was not weaker than Dangzhu.
"Boy, you will pay for this sentence."
The old man in Tsing Yi gave a grin and dazzled the magic column for nine days.
Boom boom!
Void vanishes, the earth shakes the mountain, and where the crimson **** light passes, everything no longer exists.
There was no change in the presence of everyone, and even the mysterious Luo Xinjie, his expression was dignified.
The only person who did not change color was Lingxian.
He pointed to the heavens and the earth, suppressed the common people, and regretted the redness of the gods.
Suddenly, the aftermath of terror swept across ten sides, and even when they were far apart, everyone in the audience coughed up blood.
After that, an amazing scene appeared.
I saw the crimson divine light dissipating, the tongtianguang column dimmed, the old man in Tsing Yi cracked his body, and shed blood in Qiqiao.
Ling Xian was unharmed, and her clothes were not damaged.
This means that he won, and he won!
Everyone at the scene was stunned. Even if they knew how strong Lingxian was, they felt incredible.
It was a slamming column comparable to the Supreme Soldier and the taboo method, and even the close ones had to be seriously injured or even fallen.
However, it is impossible to let Lingxian take a half step back. How amazing is this?
"Impossible! How could he be innocent?"
"Dizzy, it must be me."
"Unexpectedly, it stopped the swinging magic column, which is incredible."
The crowd was horrified, and the old man in Tsing Yi and the old man in Gray also shuddered.
Even the magic column can't shake Lingxian. Such strength is really desperate!
"I said, you two are too weak."
"If I had a flawed base to seduce the turbulent magic column, I might be hit hard."
Ling Xian faintly spoke. With his current strength, below enlightenment, there is only one person worthy of his opponent.
Those with no foundation.
In other words, as long as he hasn't reached the ninth polar state, he is all in front of him!
"you!"
The old man in Tsing Yi was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
But he had nothing to refute, and the fact was in front of him. Compared with Lingxian, he was really weak.
"The warrior should still have a close man, ask him to come out, otherwise, you have no chance at all."
Ling Xian's expression was indifferent. In his perception, there was a close man below the fighter, which was stronger than the old man in Tsing Yi.
Want to come, is the branch leader, the second elder who is refining the source of the gods.
"Damn!" The old man in Tsing Yi gritted his teeth, knowing that Ling Xian was right.
The mountain guard was broken, and the magic column could not shake Lingxian. If he wanted to survive, he could only ask the second elder.
But the second elder is refining the source of the gods, and it has reached the most critical moment. If he is interrupted, the consequences will be disastrous.
"Don't want to invite?"
Ling Xian glanced at the old man in Tsing Yi and said, "Well, I invite him out myself."
"Stop him!"
The old man in Tsing Yi has changed a lot. He can see it clearly. Ling Xian is the Nine Greatest Realm and has the power to sweep humanity.
Even if the second elder appeared and used all the details of the warring family, he was not his opponent.
Only by becoming a **** can Ling Ling be killed.
Therefore, the elderly in Tsing Yi burned their blood and died, and tried to stop Lingxian.
The same is true of the elderly in gray.
The two madly stirred up the turbulent magic column, and the crimson divine light swept across the heavens and earth, and did not seek to kill Lingxian, only to support the second elder to become a god.
"A senseless struggle."
Lingxian white light dance, such as the gods walking in the world, Xiaoyao heaven and earth, unstoppable, unbeatable.
He stepped out one step, the crimson divine light dissipated, and then took another step, the two incarnations split their bodies and coughed up blood.
The third step stepped out, the pillar of sky light shattered, turned into a bit of aura, and disappeared between heaven and earth.
The two close men fell with it, losing their strength in World War I, if they were angry.
This shocked everyone at the scene. I didn't expect Ling Xian to take only three steps to smash the magic column and lock the victory!