Chapter 1515

The scene was filled with a strange atmosphere of terror.

Even Lintian was a little surprised. Xiaoyin and Xiaotian cooperated and really killed a saint in an instant!

"Little bastard, dare you come out to fight?"

His face was ferocious and angry in the distance.

From the initial pursuit of Lintian to now, three saints have been killed and le mujin has also suffered. It's too hard!

Next to Ji Qing, the same look of iron green.

"Good!"

Unexpectedly, Lintian agreed and walked out of the abyss.

On the contrary, Ding Shanhe and Ji Qing were stunned. They subconsciously thought that there would be no trap in this?

"Why? You dare not do it? Then I'll do it!"

In the plain voice with the smell of ridicule, Lintian showed the wings of burning God, and suddenly moved to Dingshan river.

Cut!

The bright and sharp broken blade cuts down with the terrible light, breaking the sky and clouds, and crushing the void into a straight crack.

Dang!

With a wave of dingshanhe's sleeve robe, a silver flying shuttle swept out to block the cut.

In the roar of the light, Lintian stepped back a few steps, and his blood surged.

However, Lintian's eyes brightened.

"Come again!"

Without hesitation, the broken blade cuts out again.

This cut accumulated Lintian's energy and spirit, and deduced the power of impermanent cutting, which made the world pale.

At this time, Ding Shanhe had gritted his teeth and rushed out: "little bastard, what else do you take when you leave the abyss?"

The collision between the two is like the sun and the moon competing for light. The world here is in turmoil, and the terrible divine light and Tao sound are splashing across the ten directions.

To Ding Shanhe's dismay, the scene he expected to completely suppress Lintian did not appear.

On the contrary, Lintian had a fight with him!

How is this possible?

Ding Shanhe was furious, and his whole body was full of holy power. It was like turning into a God. He raised his hands and feet, the mountains collapsed and the earth cracked, and everything was powdered.

What is a saint?

Pointing to the sky and hitting the earth, controlling the mountains and rivers, with the potential of pitching heaven and earth and the power of attacking all souls!

In the eyes of all living beings, the holy land is no different from the existence of God. It stands on kings and ascends on immortals.

Under the holy land, they are all like mole ants, which is by no means nonsense.

In an instant, Lintian was suppressed!

But before Ding Shanhe could breathe a sigh of relief, Lintian, who was suppressed by him, was more and more brave, and his prestige was rising.

Soon, it became a situation of equal strength again!

This

Ding Shanhe's pupils contracted and he felt an unspeakable chill rush up his forehead. The scene in front of him almost overturned his cognition.

How can a mole ant compete with itself across a wide range?

Moreover, this is still a frontal fight, no fancy at all!

How is this possible?

When did such an evil spirit appear in the ancient wasteland?

At the same time, Lintian's blood was burning and his intention of war was boiling.

Before entering the secret realm of the underground palace, he may not be afraid of saints, but if there is a direct confrontation without the help of the magic power of prohibiting death, the odds of winning are less than 30%.

Now, without using the magic power of prohibiting death, he can compete with a real saint.

And there's more!

Everything came from the training of "shaxinzhai" and "Jidao Pavilion", which made Lintian transform and sublimate again on the way to the best of the nine robberies in his long life.

"Cut!"

Suddenly, Lintian screamed, his cold eyes were like electricity, and his black hair was flying.

At this moment, the anger of Jain, the holy method of fighting, the constant pole without leakage, and the auxiliary power of "Yuan", "pole" and "Zhu" broke out in the broken blade.

The terrible chant and roar collapsed the void in all directions, and the bright and blazing light released the fierce cutting gas against the sky.

At this moment, the broken blade seemed to come alive!

Ding Shanhe trembled in his heart and changed his face. Without hesitation, he offered his killer mace.

The dark flying shuttle flickered with a frightening edge. Vaguely, it was like a dragon and snake entrenched in it, with God's rainbow light and rain, and the roar of the gods.

At this moment, Ji Qing, who had been waiting for an opportunity in the distance, rushed up and disappeared out of thin air. He killed Lintian by moving.

Boom!

The earth shaking collision exploded, the world was turbulent, and the ancient trees and rocks in the nearby area were all powdered at the same time.

The earth is cracked, the terrible void turbulence is swept and raging, and the rolling track sound and divine light are staggered, just like the war of the gods, visions occur frequently!

Poof!

Ding Shanhe coughed up blood and retreated. His face was white and full of shock.

Bang!

At the same time, Lintian's body fell out, his hair was scattered, his lips were bleeding, and his body was trembling slightly.

Poop!

Behind him, a body fell in the void. It was Ji Qing!

Before that, he seized the opportunity and launched a bold attack, such as a lion fighting a rabbit, with all his strength.

But now, in the death scene, there was a look of consternation, pain and confusion on his dying face, as if he had encountered a very terrible thing.

His way of death is the same as when the saint died before!

In the distance, Dingshan River trembled at the corners of his lips and blood flowed from his eyes, as if he were too frightened. He murmured, "impossible, impossible..."

A mole ant, but in the face-to-face duel, seriously injured him?

Who can believe it?

What scares dingshanhe most is that Ji Qing is dead!

His long-awaited strike failed to kill Lintian, but he died first.

All this is like a nightmare, which makes Dingshan River feel collapsed.

Since becoming a saint, he has also experienced countless bloody massacres, but he has never encountered anything as strange, terrible and incredible as today.

At the same time, Lintian laughed and laughed loudly, which shocked the sky:

"After today, Lintian can compete with the true saint!"

Word by word, like thunder, stirred nine days and ten places.

His figure was sharp, his clothes were hunting, and his cheeks were pale, but at this time, he was arrogant and arrogant.

Far away, Feng Liangzi, who witnessed all this, was shivering all over and her mind was blank. She couldn't think of how there could be such a powerful figure in the world.

Even if it's like blood, Lord Qingyi... I'm afraid I can't do this?

"Little bastard, I'll cut you again tomorrow!"

At this time, dingshanhe suddenly put down a cruel word and turned back.

He was already frightened!

At the beginning, Le mujin's maidservant was killed. Then, one after another, saints died, and even Le mujin was not spared.

Up to now, he has only one Saint left in this battle, and has been wounded, which makes him have the courage to fight again?

"Old man, you can't escape."

Suddenly, Xiaoyin stood in front of dingshanhe Road, and on his shoulder stood the slender and bright split sky demon butterfly.

While talking, Xiaoyin and the demon butterfly have attacked.

Whoosh!

With the wings of the split sky demon butterfly flashing, their figures suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

Instant hidden!

Ding Shanhe was cold in his heart. In his divine consciousness, he couldn't lock and catch each other's trace.

This made him realize for the first time that the death of Ji Qinghe and another saint was probably related to these two little things!

The thought flashed in my mind. The instinct from the holy land made dingshanhe's body retreat suddenly and move in the void.

But at the same time, Lintian in the distance also started.

Qiang!

The clear chant of the broken blade, like a life-threatening note, sounded in the ears of Dingshan river.

His face changed again and he roared fiercely. His whole body was shining like a big sun, illuminating the heaven and earth.

Boom!

The deafening sound of collision sounded. Lintian manipulated the broken blade and killed it fiercely. He was as powerful as a demon, and his eyes were cold and frightening.

He can't forget those ancient wasteland strongmen who died under Dingshan river.

What's more, I can't forget the contempt, humiliation, ridicule and hatred I suffered before!

He vowed not to behead Ding Shanhe and others and not to be a man.

Now, it's time!

"Want to kill me? You must die too!"

Dingshan river looks like a mad devil. He is completely desperate and releases all the power belonging to the true saint wantonly.

It is enough to frighten the world that a true saint can be forced to such a degree.

But for Lintian, it was not enough.

Today, Dingshan river must die!

Poof!

During the fierce battle, Ding Shanhe coughed up blood continuously, and his situation became worse and worse.

But Lintian was also hurt.

It's one thing to confront a true saint, and it's another thing to kill a true saint. The two are completely different.

"Little bastard, I'll fight with you!"

Ding Shanhe had a bad feeling. He seemed to know that he was unable to escape. A fierce color suddenly appeared on his cheek and decided to burn with Lintian.

Boom!

He moved quickly, and his figure was like a bright light, killing Lintian.

With a puff, the broken blade cut off his right arm, but Dingshan River didn't even frown.

Lintian's face changed slightly. While he dodged with the wings of burning God, he pointed out a finger and pressed it.

Da Yan breaks the virtual finger——

to see little of each other though living nearby!

Close at hand, but far away.

This refers to an excellent defense force, which is like changing flowers and trees, changing stars, and contains the mysterious mystery of space.

Boom!

Dingshanhe's determined to die with one blow, which suddenly fell to the ground and blasted the nearby areas, making the void chaotic.

Except for the area where the abyss is located, all rocks, plants and trees have been destroyed, collapsed, powdered and destroyed!

When a saint is angry, he will collapse thousands of miles!

Even Lintian could not help but burst into a cold sweat. If the saint tried hard, it would be too terrible and abnormal.

Fortunately, all this is in the past.

Lintian's black eyes flashed cold and rushed away.

In the dark, Xiaoyin and the split sky demon butterfly attack Dingshan river like an invisible and colorless assassin.

Just a moment later.

Dingshanhe's body crashed to the ground, his mouth and nose gushed blood, and there were deep bone scars on his body, like a spring of blood.

A true saint is seriously injured and dying!

Poof!

A bright edge fell from the sky and cut off his head.

"I hate --!"

Ding Shanhe's head rolled down on the ground, and unexpectedly, he burst out a shrill, unwilling and angry roar.

Soon, the sound stopped abruptly.

His angry eyes were wide open and his face was ferocious. He didn't close his eyes when he was dying!

Maybe he can accept death, but he can't accept that he will be defeated by a small role he regards as an ant.

And, still die in the confrontation!

On the sky, the blood light rolled and the sound of sorrow floated.

There was silence in the field.

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(on the fifth watch! It's gone tonight, but goldfish has made a difficult decision. As long as we vote for Tianjiao's "best work for boys" award, it won't break out tomorrow, but it will increase!

Let's not waste 5 goldfish tickets every day!)