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The advantage of using the Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals of the Gods and Gods is that it only needs to use the power of the world to operate the formation, instead of refining the ancestral witch itself. In comparison, the loss of the power of the world is not worth mentioning.

Right now, Yuan Futu has only one enemy, Immortal Xinglan, in front of him.

Immortal Xinglan holds a broken magic whip, his power is unstoppable, he doesn't believe that the sinful leader from the second-rate fairy country can resist the destruction of this top-grade fairy weapon, so he hacks it without saying a word.

The bones on the God-breaking Whip made a crackling sound, and at least four divine patterns lit up at the same time, two of which Yuan Futu recognized as three-star divine patterns, which had the effect of increasing power, while the other two erupted The black and white flames, as they circulate, seem to be conservative and endless, so that the power is also rising steadily.

Even Yuan Futu has never experienced this kind of means of complementing each other. He didn't dare to bear it, he could only retreat temporarily, and the God-shattering whip hit the void, forming a violent shock wave. Strangulations raged inside.

Yuan Futu snorted coldly, and shouted: "Let you see my methods!"

That voice seemed to contain magic power, piercing through his ears, Immortal Xinglan suddenly felt dizzy, only to realize that he was attacked by the soul, and immediately wrapped his whole body with the black and white flames.

"Huh? This divine pattern actually has the effect of protecting the soul." Yuan Futu was amazed again, and at the same time formed a seal with both hands, and said in a deep voice: "The divine seal of Tiangang!"

The soul orb exploded, and the endless power of the soul spread out. Immortal Xinglan tried his best to resist, and the black and white flames burst open under the attack of the soul, showing countless tiny holes.

"Sacred Immortal Soul?!"

Immortal Xinglan's eyes widened. You must know that looking at the entire world of immortals, divine soul saints are extremely rare. After all, it is too difficult to condense soul orbs. Many immortal cultivators are stuck in this stage and specialize in other Two ways, in comparison, even a hegemony is much easier than this.

However, once it reaches this level, it will be truly powerful, and it can easily crush the opponent's soul. The defense of the physical body is easy, but the defense of the soul is very difficult. This kind of magic clothing fairy weapon that resists attacks is very rare in the world. And the price is extremely expensive.

To achieve the level that can resist the attacks of the soul and saints, it is a treasure that is priceless, and it is difficult for even a heavenly robe to achieve this.

Yuan Futu's soul can break through to the middle stage of the Holy Immortal, and perfectly condense the soul orb, completely relying on the divine essence left by the Donghuang Immortal. After all, it is the top level of cultivation of the Perfection-level true immortal. Breaking through to this level is not considered a Strange, it can only be said that this adventure is really rare.

Immortal Xinglan's soul is also the appearance of the middle-level Gangxian. Although he is blessed with black and white flames, he is still unable to resist. He only feels infinite spiritual thoughts rushing into his mind, and the scene in front of him suddenly changes. The ancestor appeared in front of him, with the seal of the gods in his hands, and came crushed.

At this moment, God blew the horn of doomsday, the sky collapsed and the earth collapsed, the flood flooded the earth, and the power of infinite annihilation descended.

Immortal Xinglan was in it, like a flat boat in the torrent of the last days, carrying ups and downs, drifting with the current, completely unable to resist this natural disaster.

"That's it!"

This divine seal of Tiangang consumed nearly half of the energy of the soul orb in Yuan Futu's body. With a blow of the palm, the black and white flames disintegrated immediately, and Immortal Xinglan's consciousness was completely obliterated by the power of the world-destroying god, unable to extricate himself.

In the real world, even though his soul was suppressed, he still retained a bit of consciousness. He held the God-breaking whip with trembling hands, pointed at Yuan Futu and said, "You... who are you?"

According to common sense, it is impossible for such a strong person to exist in a second-rate fairyland. A sinful immortal of this level is only suitable for survival in a first-rate fairyland. There will be such a powerful sinner here.

Yuan Futu stepped forward and said coldly: "I will destroy the Spike and occupy it completely. You will be my stepping stones, and no one can stop it!"

Li Maocai, who was standing behind him, was shocked when he heard these words. He didn't know what Yuan Futu had experienced in the past six months, and why he had such strong self-confidence, but now it seems that he obviously has the capital to be confident enough .

Yuan Futu seemed to have changed his mind after retreating, and completely abandoned the idea of ​​going to the Land of Clouds and Desolation. What he wanted was to be here, to create a world with one punch and one kick.

Accompanied by a long howl, the mental damage caused by the Tiangang God Seal multiplied exponentially, and the annihilation felt by Immortal Xinglan became even more terrifying. He knelt down directly, let out a miserable scream, and then slammed Suddenly, it fell from the air.

Yuan Futu killed a Saint Immortal level powerhouse in such a rough and simple way. He reached out and grabbed the God-breaking Whip. He felt very heavy, and a vast and magnificent ancient aura flowed inside, delicately Looking at it, there are traces of blood veins on it, slowly relaxing, as if the monster is still alive.

"died?"

Trapped in the siege of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Immortal Tianhan was shocked when he saw Immortal Xinglan's spirit disappear. At this moment, Yuan Futu's extremely cold eyes swept over him, making him seem to fall into the abyss of despair.

In terms of strength, he is not as good as Immortal Xinglan, not to mention that he still holds the God-breaking whip in his hand.

"withdraw!"

Immortal Tianhan knew that he had fallen into a trap, so he made a decisive decision and ordered the Spike Army to evacuate from this place.

At this moment, the fierce battle between the two sides was in full swing. Immortal Su Su shuttled through the battlefield in the realm of a saint, like a god of death, unrivaled, and gradually turned the situation around with his own strength.

This is also the result Yuan Futu expected, so she was asked to deal with other Spike Sinners.

After hearing the order, those sin immortals also knew that the situation was not good, and began to retreat one after another.

"Want to escape? It's not that easy!" Yuan Futu erupted with extremely majestic power of spirit, scattered out, almost covering the area within a radius of one thousand zhang.

The locked Sin Immortals were attacked immediately. Seeing the terrifying scene of the end of the world, they roared fiercely. Although they were affected, they were not killed. The meat of the fish is allowed to be slaughtered by Babufutu.

Immortal Tianhan brandished the long stick vigorously, destroyed more than half of the ancestral witches, and tried his best to resist the impact with the spirit of Gangxian level, and only then did he fight a bloody road to escape.