Thunderbolt of the End of the World

"It turns out that you guys have already made plans to invite you into the urn!" At this moment, Su Xianqing still didn't understand that they were sold by the evil spirits, and they sold them thoroughly!

Red Liuxie waved his "Blood Drinking Evil Blade" and looked at Su Xianqing coldly: "The end of the legend is today!"

"Why nonsense, the one with the hat is mine, Nine Thunder Evil Fire!"

The Ziyan Demon said a few words, and the turquoise "Yan Slashing Demon Sword" charged with thunder and fire, violently slashing towards Su Xianqing.

The black-clothed swordsman and the red-fluid evil young man looked at each other and rushed to kill at the same time.

"Xuan Lei Furious Slash!"

Duan Mie Chanti also wielded "Xuan Lei" to kill the Legend of Doomsday, his body exuded the real gang of thunder, and the silver light wrapped his whole person, like the rebirth of Thor.

"Boom~"

The thunderbolt broke through the air, making bursts of muffled thunder-like vibrations, and the shimmering electric beams cut off Chanti's horizontal sword force.

The black nineteen who came to support was stunned, but quickly reacted, the strange "Ghost Eyes" swept the battlefield coldly, chose Jing Canglang as his opponent, and charged with his sword.

"What's the situation now?"

Yidengchan is very puzzled, the situation has become a little too fast, and most of the people of the Doomsday Legend have been killed and injured in a short period of time. If he usually sees the Evil Lord Dao and the Doomsday Biography fighting against each other, he will definitely applaud, but right now The situation is not what he likes to see!

Yidengchan is very clear that despite their different positions, they are now on the same front as Doomsday.

As far as the current situation is concerned, they have no possibility of annihilating Tianyan Mocheng. If they drag on, they will be annihilated!

Yi Dengchan forced the dead butterfly to take a photo with one palm, and winked at Xuanhuzi and Jing Canglang, indicating that the wind was screaming!

Xuanhuzi and Jing Canglang met, and at the same time informed Qing Haichao, who was fighting with Duan Junheng, in secret, that the situation was unfavorable now, and he acted by chance.

"This friend, it seems that your situation is not good now!" Duan Junheng avoided the blow of Qinghaichao and stepped on the sky with a smile, as if chatting with friends, calmly.

　　"Don't bother Your Excellency!"

Qinghaichao overcomes rigidity with softness, and the whale veins change with ingenuity, killing the galloping evil spirits with one blow.

"Curse Extreme Slashing Void!"

Duan Junheng's spell suddenly turned, the strange method came out again, the void was broken, and the masters of the north were swept up.

"Evil magic techniques are really annoying, and they are chasing the peaks of Qianqiu!"

Immortal sleeves flew, whale waves reappeared, and the tide of the sea was madly pressing the spirit hunting spell. Duan Junheng's spiritual power was not restored.

"Pff~ cough cough... It's still a bit reluctant!"

Duan Junheng slid back a hundred feet, wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and knew that he was incapable of fighting. He was ready to delay time.

"Create the universe, enlighten all things, create the four spirits, and now!"

The regeneration of different methods, the guardian of the four spirits, the four divine beasts of Qinglong, Suzaku, Xuanwu, and White Tiger, guarding the Quartet of Duan Junheng.

"You are the first person who asked me to use this trick. The great waves flow to the east. Going to the sea for a period of time. Hailouxue refers to waves and mountains! Drink!"

Seeing the unfavorable situation of the battle, Qing Haichao didn't want to entangle too much, his clothes turned over lightly, and the circle between his ten fingers was frozen into a silver crystal world, which burst into pieces, and the ice essence was completely formed.

I saw a huge iceberg congealing, bursting out, and hitting Duan Junheng with the pressure of Mount Tai, and the four spirits also burst into bright light, forming a huge barrier to protect Duan Junheng.

"Boom~"

The sound of the explosion came one after another, the ground was shaking, the mountains were shaking, and the ice was shattering.

On the other hand, he transformed the battlefield between Chanti and Tianqiong.

"hateful!"

The unexpected result was that the demon queen who was attacked by the demon queen was so angry that she was so angry that she had already come behind the demon queen, ready to make the demon queen pay for her actions!

"It's 613 now, Biluo Huangquan!"

Silver Feather Feng Shao flew up, and the "Blue Sky Bow" with "Tian Gong Shui Xian" pulled it like a full moon, and aimed the arrowhead made of "Magic Stone" at the moving Hao Tianqiong.

"Whoosh~"

An arrow at the peak of its timing, it is ingenious, and even more life-threatening. At the moment when Hao Tianqiong slammed his palm at the Demon Empress, the specially-made "Dingxing Divine Arrow" pierced the sky and pierced the clouds. .

"Ah! How can my power body..."

The water string body, the gold and stone breaking power, and the "Destroying Illusion Magic", which is called Tianqiong, suddenly collapsed, and it was impossible to change the body shape!

"With such a result, I wonder if Tianjun will be satisfied?" The Demon Empress looked back and smiled, looking at the god of destruction, who was on the verge of death.

"Heaven!"

Seeing that Tianqiong was in danger, Su Xianqing wanted to rescue, but was surrounded by Ziyan Demon and Black Swordsman and could not get out.

"Take care of yourself! Sword·Magic!"

Swordsman in black, "Magic Sword", shook his hand holding the sword, and drew a curved arc from right to left, and saw a huge half-moon-shaped sword beam rushing towards Su Xian as fast as the wind Qing cut off.

"Yanliu Extreme Slash!"

Not to be outdone, Ziyan Demon Shao, the knife caught the demon fire, opened and closed, and slashed coldly.

"God can lift waves! Kill!"

Su Xianqing, in order to win his life, used all his strength to destroy his true essence, and his palms carried hot fine sand, like a raging wave, rushing out...