Chapter 295 (1/2)

Bai Wushuang also felt the breath on the ancient road, and his face turned white, which was no better than me.

At this time, the battle between Wang pangzi and Wang Dafeng was coming to an end. The supernatural skills of the giant spirit Protoss were used. Unfortunately, in the face of two strong people in the same realm, the powerful supernatural skills didn't work.

In the middle stage, the little saint was cut, and the saint pattern was even more terrible. It covered half the sky. The exile channel opened very fast. At the moment of being cut, a hole several meters in diameter was opened to pull Wang Dafu and Wang pangzi into it.

However, at this time, the demons appeared behind the two people at the same time, with the void on their heads, stepping on the earth and standing for 100 meters. The rolling demonic Qi was like the heads accumulated one by one, and there were countless.

The opening of the mouth of the virtual shadow of the heavenly devil was a roar. The two great demons stretched out their arms at the same time, tore a holy grain, tore it in half and chewed it in their mouth.

My scalp was numb, especially those heads, which were more frightening than the forgotten River in the underworld.

The holy grain of the little saint was torn, and the exile channel was broken, and the virtual shadow of the heavenly devil was dimmed.

At this time, Han also came out of another void, stained with blood, and held a weapon in his hand, which was an artifact in the little holy hand.

In the underworld, she got a Thor hammer. Unfortunately, it needs divine power to activate it and can't be used.

The lotus flower fell and put Xiaosheng's weapons into the portable space. Obviously, the peak Xiaosheng was cut off by her.

But the temple was still there, and we were not happy, and the Han fell and said: These are just cannon fodder. Although they have divine blood, they are estimated to be the role of house guards in the upper world. When they came down, they just released the temple. The kind of three people with eyes is the personal transmission of heaven. Their strength and magic tools are unfathomable.

Han Dan said, stepping towards the shining temple.

But just as she approached, a strange image suddenly appeared in the temple. The scattered light converged into a light column and hit the void directly, just above the cracked space. For a time, there were fairy voices everywhere, with fairy virtual shadows flying in the air, just like the fairyland opened, and the magnificent golden light bloomed around the sky, embellishing our sky into a holy land.

There is a great voice in the void, and it seems that there is a powerful sermon in the blur, which frightens the people.

Han Han hurriedly shouted: come to me, the great saint is going to fight.

As soon as I heard it, my heart broke and my body trembled.

Before the great sage started, the whole heaven and earth had been drawn out by his law. He felt that all the heaven and earth were under his control and there was nowhere to escape.

We all gathered around Han, and at this time, a big hand was sticking out of the light column. The law of the Qingling world emerged to suppress his birth, but at this time, the light column of the temple suddenly spread, covered the law of the Qingling world and forced it down.

For a moment, the big hand fell from the sky, covering the whole world in an instant, sweeping through the terrible strange image. In just one second, the mountains of the whole secret territory collapsed one after another, and were directly pressed into the ground. Within the range of sight, they were wiped out.

Han Dan's face turned white. It is estimated that this will exceed her expectation. The great saint is far from being compared with the small saint. It is a gap, just like after and before juxia. The difference is that before and after juxia is related to the holy grain, while before and after the great saint is related to the law.

Golden giant hands are everywhere. What moves is the law, which is equivalent to us fighting against a world.

This power has gone beyond the scope that Han can resist. No wonder she will be worried in the underworld.

The voice was ethereal, and the terrible pressure continued to fall. Wang pangzi and Wang Dafeng used their last strength to stop it. The magic shadows behind them were broken. They fell straight to the ground and their bodies swelled like inflation.

Han Peng hugged me tightly. His hands were shaking, but he was very powerful. His eyes were not staring at his head, but looked farther away, as if looking forward to something. Then he suddenly said with joy: the flying dragon bridge is still there.

She reminded me that I looked in the direction of Feilong bridge and found that the surrounding mountains had been flattened, except that the dozens of peaks supporting Feilong bridge were still intact, but at this time, under the pressure of the great saint, the whole bridge was shaking, the dragon patterns on it were flying, and a special force was erupting.

At this moment, I was a little surprised, but not happy, because the standing of Feilong bridge can only prove that it is not vulgar and can not resist the great saint.

Han Han was very happy. He hugged me with one hand for fear that I would be swept away by the breath of the great saint as soon as he let go.

But I know what she thinks. Even if she dies, she will die together.

With his right hand, he took out the Xuanyuan sword, and the power of faith emerged. It was the belief of hundreds of millions of creatures and countless generations in the Yellow Emperor.

Instead of attacking, she sang, singing in an ancient language.

Bai Wushuang said in surprise: Dragon language.

Han did not answer. With her singing voice, the endless power of faith flew away from Xuanyuan sword, gathered into white light bands, and floated to Feilong bridge at a very fast speed.

The great saint noticed something, and the big hand covering heaven and earth stopped in the void. Then there was a sneer from the void: no one can protect you. Today you will die.

It was the voice of the great saint, coming from heaven and earth, as if it were omnipresent.

Han Dan didn't answer. He spewed out a large mouthful of emperor's blood, hundreds of drops, and all of them didn't enter the Xuanyuan sword. For a time, the power of faith became stronger and the speed became very fast. In a short time, they all disappeared into the flying dragon bridge.

The great saint of the void did not appear, and his huge hand still covered the sky. The light of the temple suppressed the law of the pure spirit world and made him unbridled.