Eliminate Demons in Lin Zhengying's World

The Palace Master of Lishen fell, and his body and spirit were destroyed!

Seeing this, the remaining giants were all jealous, their eyes were bloodshot, and they were burning with hatred.

They mobilized the treasure of the town teacher, and rushed towards Ye Fan like moths to the flame.

They didn't have the slightest thought of running away, because they knew very well that Ye Fan would never let them go, and no one could retreat.

That's why they fought desperately, so they still had a chance to survive.

However, how tyrannical is the saint?

The Heavenly Scale Divine Halberd left afterimages, continuously bombarding the world.

At the same time, the sky is full of swords and gangs, and the five elements of yin and yang are thunderous.

Ye Fan even used the blood gang to block all directions, so that the giants of the Daoist system had no way to go to the sky and no way to enter the earth.

These giants exerted their strongest power, but they were still unable to hurt Ye Fan's hair.

They were even bruised all over by the Heavenly Scale Divine Halberd, the Immeasurable Sword Gang, and the Five Elements Yin-Yang Divine Thunder.

After three breaths, the water god palace master and the seventy-two mysterious water worlds were pushed and crushed by Ye Fan.

After ten breaths, the Lord of the Wood God Palace was blasted to pieces by the Thunder of the Five Elements Yin and Yang God.

After fifteen breaths, the Palace Master of the Sun God Palace was directly submerged by the immeasurable sword, crushing his soul and body.

In just fifteen breaths, the three peak god kings, holding the treasures of the town religion, still fell one after another.

The rest of the people were panic-stricken and plunged into deep despair.

Seeing this scene, Qing Cang's eyes were even more red, and he couldn't help roaring up to the sky, cursing the sky for injustice.

"Evil thief, bullying too much!"

The Lord of the Sword God Palace has disheveled hair, the Zixia Divine Sword is clanging, and the majestic purple aura hangs down from the sword body.

Seeing that Ye Fan was about to kill him, the Palace Master of the Sword God naturally didn't dare to die just like that.

Thousands of blood essence floated out of his body, and sank into the Zixia Excalibur crazily.

Zixia Excalibur was not polite, and took all of them.

The Palace Master of the Sword God turned white in an instant, but the momentum of the Zixia Divine Sword suddenly increased, and it was unparalleled, as if it wanted to destroy the galaxy.

In an instant, countless people were astonished.

Chapter 2255 Sacrifice with the body, the gods are desperate!

"What is Qingcang doing?"

Many people below were all bewildered and puzzled.

A well-read expert suddenly changed his color, and exclaimed: "Sacrificing the sword with his body, Qingcang is using his life to awaken the spirit of the weapon, so that Chongbao can fully awaken, and display the power beyond that of a saint."

Zhenjiao Chongbao naturally has a weapon spirit, after all, its level is not low, comparable to the treasure of innate chaos.

The White Tiger Divine Sword in Qing Cang's hand, although Qi Ling is sleeping most of the time.

However, if Qi Ling revives, unimaginable power will erupt in a short time.

This kind of power is definitely far beyond that of a saint, and it is the most terrifying thing just now.

Seeing this, countless disciples of the Palace of the Divine King burst into tears, feeling unhappy.

Once upon a time, the Palace of the Divine King would be oppressed to such an extent?

Rumble!

After drinking the blood with the White Tiger Sword, he fully recovered, and Qi Ling was awakened from his deep sleep.

In an instant, a vast aura erupted, descending on this world, shaking the world.

Within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, all the vitality of the world was frozen, as if time and space were frozen.

Everyone was speechless, and they didn't dare to breathe out, feeling the heavy and oppressive atmosphere.

The disciples of the Palace of Divine Kings were already in tears and panicked in their hearts.

Everyone stared at it for a moment, as if they were witnessing an extremely terrifying existence, coming from the prehistoric and descending into the God Realm.

The coercion that surpassed the saint came in an instant.

clank!

The white tiger's magic sword flew across the sky, and slashed at Ye Fan.

The knife gang, which is hundreds of millions of miles long, can even split Yin and Yang, and cut off chaos.

Like the magic knife in the hands of the primordial demon god, there is only a golden awn that tears the sky left in the void.

The golden light was as bright as the sun of the gods, and time and space were so fragile in front of it that they were cut apart like paper.

when!

Ye Fan was slightly astonished, his expression became solemn, the sword in his palm condensed, turned into a sword, thunder and fire flashed, he slashed out a sword in the air, and blocked it in front of the White Tiger Sword.

At the same time, the yin-yang and five-element tripod shed infinite chaotic energy to protect Ye Fan.