Super Martial God

"My God, two quasi immortal kings and three pseudo quasi immortal kings."

Huo Zun and Huo nishang suddenly joined the war, which surprised the masters of the major forces who watched in the dark.

Originally, Li Zhe's three immortals besieged Lin Xiaowan, which made people feel unbalanced. Now there are two more, and they all have the combat power of the quasi Immortal King, which is really terrible.

"No matter how strong Lin Xiaowan is, he will lose this time."

The experts sighed secretly.

After all, Mr. Long's kind of people are different. If one of them has been killed by the Immortal Emperor, there can be no second one.

The fact is just as people expected.

When Huo Zun and Huo nishang also came to besiege Lin Xiaowan, Lin Xiaowan, who had already supported barely, suddenly turned white and difficult to support.

In the distant void, two figures stand side by side.

Their eyes, overlooking the direction of the two border crossings.

These two people, a man and a woman, are the brother and sister of Bosa Kaya and Bosa moye of Buddhism.

"Brother, Lin Xiaowan is unsustainable."

The whirling leaf said sadly.

Women like Lin Xiaowan, who are also women, feel very appreciative.

Hearing the speech, Mo Ye whirled and clenched his fist.

"Can't we really help?"

Whirling leaves in the heart can't bear to say.

"Help?"

Mei Mei's words, on the contrary, made bosuo moye wake up and said helplessly: "even if we do it, what can we do? We two do it, maybe we can temporarily alleviate the temporary crisis of the two world customs, but more experts can be dispatched from the fairy palace soon."

"What's more serious is that once we move, it is equivalent to Buddhism declaring war on the fairy palace. At that time, we can't escape."

"But even if we hide now and wait until the fairy palace clears up the baby world, will we be let go?"

Whirling Kaya has a clear insight into the key.

"You're right, but what you can think of, you think the Buddha can't think of them?"

Mo Ye's tone was more complex. "The closure of the undead palace was so sudden that even the Buddha didn't have much preparation..."

Before he finished, Bosa Kaya realized something and couldn't help staring: "brother, do you mean that the Buddha wants the baby world to be a shield for us, and then use this time to prepare?"

"Kayah, you have finally grown up."

Mo Ye sighed: "yes, the baby world is doomed to perish. Instead of trying in vain to save the baby world, we might as well take this opportunity to make good preparations to deal with the pressure of the fairy palace in the future. As long as we are fully prepared, our Buddhism will not be as miserable as the baby world. "

"But our Buddhism does not preach the equality of all living beings and universal access to the world, which..."

Whirling leaves feel inexplicably depressed.

Whirling moye didn't say anything, just touched her head.

While they were talking, the battle outside Tianmen had become more intense.

The five masters of the fairy palace obviously didn't intend to give Lin Xiaowan any chance to breathe. They attacked one wave after another, forcing Lin Xiaowan to retreat, which was difficult to parry.

At this time, many experts have seen that Lin Xiaowan's beautiful purple eyes show a heartbreaking gloom.

Her eyes shocked many people, such as falling into an ice cave. There is no doubt that even Lin Xiaowan felt desperate.

If Lin Xiaowan loses, Tianmen will fall.

Next, there will be a chain reaction. The Xiangong army will directly enter Tianqiong pass, which will also be lost.

Tianqiong pass is the core of the nine cities. Once it is lost, the defense lines of the two passes will collapse completely soon. At that time, the baby world will appear in front of the fairy palace like a defenseless baby.

There is no doubt that if it is true, the pattern of the dark forest that has lasted for 300 years will be broken in an instant and earth shaking changes will take place.

"Young master."

Lin Xiaowan bowed her head slightly. No one heard her. She was whispering these two words in her heart.

In fact, she was not afraid of death. At the moment when Lin Mu was killed by the cold ice Immortal Emperor, her heart died.

In the past 300 years, like Ning Qingyu, she just didn't want to accept this fact. In her heart, she always had a glimmer of hope that Lin Mu would appear again.

But now she can't seem to wait for that day.

She can no longer insist.

But

In her eyes, there was a cold and deadly evil spirit.

Even if she couldn't hold on, she would never let the Xiangong army step into the sky gate from the Tianmen gate she defended. In that case, she would never forgive herself.

There is also a secret skill hidden in her blood. Once the secret skill comes out, her strength will be increased several times in an instant.

But the reason why this secret skill is so strong is at the cost of burning her blood and life. Afterwards, she will die.

Ning Qingyu's pretty face is also white.

Is she going to sit and watch Lin Xiaowan fall?

But can she do it?

Once she makes a move, she will show her flaws. Xiao Mo Lu, who is always eyeing, will never miss the opportunity. At that time, she will certainly make a fatal blow to her.

But if she doesn't do it, she can't afford Lin Mu.

"The moon buries flowers..."

Low, old words, slowly read out of her mouth.

Inexplicably, the five masters around her couldn't help but feel terrible and cold.

However, Lin Xiaowan's words suddenly stopped halfway through.

"No..."

When Lin Xiaowan read the mysterious spell, Ning Qingyu realized something was wrong.

For a moment, she no longer wanted to take care of her own safety. She decided to take action anyway and save Lin Xiaowan.

But her body was too late and suddenly stiff. She looked up at the western sky

Hum

The distant western sky shook without warning.

Then, the terrible thunder, like tiger roaring and dragon singing, came faintly from a distance.

At first, the sound was not true, but after a few breaths, it sounded like the sound of heaven and earth breaking, which made people's eardrums tingle and blood roll.

Li Zhe and the other five masters suddenly recovered from the mysterious chill. They didn't doubt Lin Xiaowan. They thought that the inner chill was caused by the mysterious sound.

For a time, their eyes could not help but show surprise. Who in the end would dare to come to the two levels at this time?

If they are ordinary warriors, they will never care, but judging from their momentum, the strength of the other party is by no means weak.

Below, Ning Qingyu was still confused, but soon she seemed to feel something, and her eyes suddenly widened.

From the rolling thunder, she sensed a breath that was no longer familiar.

Her body trembled uncontrollably.

After a long time, she clenched her fingers and even felt her fingernails stabbing into her palm. Her voice trembled and whispered, "little thief..."

Her voice dispersed in the air before it came out.

However, the domineering commander with the style of a female emperor had tears falling from the corners of his eyes.