No one expected that Prince Qi Tian was so brave that he dared to rush into the underground. Could it be that he wanted to fight head-on with the spirit of the world?

No matter whether he can succeed or not, he must not succeed.

Wang Huanzhen was the first to fly out, stepping on eight dragon shadows with his feet, and his body was full of green light, diving down.

Surprisingly, a monk who had survived two quasi-holy tribes flew out of the camp of the Immortal Blood Clan and rushed straight towards Wang Huanzhen.

"Overbial ability."

Wang Huanzhen glanced forward and roared.

He let out a breath from his mouth, condensed into a sharp blue blade, hitting the eyebrows of the quasi-saint of the second tribulation.

The second quasi-saint of the Second Tribulation showed a strange smile and said something that made everyone feel inexplicable: "As long as you can kill you, my death will be valuable."

I saw a chirping sound from the body of the quasi-saint of the Second Tribulation, and hot flames surged out from the 108,000 pores of the body. Every inch of the skin turned golden and was still expanding.

"No, he wants to explode his own aura."

Wang Huanzhen's eyes showed a splendor in his eyes. It was too late to avoid it at this moment, so he had to fully mobilize the holy energy in his body and put his hands together.

"Shield."

The eight dragon shadows formed a ball, flew between Wang Huanzhen's hands, forming an eight dragon shield.

The destructive power generated by a quasi-saint self-destructing the sea of ​​qi is absolutely terrible. It will be affected within a hundred miles of radius. If the creatures in the holy realm are too close, they may also die because of this.

"Space mirror."

Zhang Ruochen stretched out his right hand, and the space in front of his palm frozen, turning into a crystal clear mirror, like a spiritual mirror in his hand.

"Boom."

After the quasi-saint self-destruction, the destructive energy produced gushed out from all directions, with amazing power. Even the solid holy mountain collapsed in an instant, turning into flat ground, and many places even melted into liquid droplets.

All the creatures who had no time to use their defensive methods were shocked and flew out, among which some weaker creatures died on the spot.

The indigenous monks in the Qinglong Ruins Realm were almost wiped out except for the four Eight Dragon Martial Saints.

There are also several ancient remains of the wild beasts. Because they are too close, they are destroyed, leaving only a huge skeleton that falls from mid-air.

The space mirror condensed by Zhang Ruochen not only blocked the devastating force, but also reflected the force back and hit the three immortal blood princes who were fighting for the eighth holy flower.

Prince Mo Tian stood in the air, glared at Zhang Ruochen, pinched the Emperor Killing Demon Sword with both hands, and slashed downwards, trying to fight Zhang Ruochen.

"Bang."

The pillar of light condensed by the destructive energy broke through the sword energy of the Emperor Killing Demon Sword, collided with Prince Demon Heaven, and beat him to the sky.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, monk Lidi, Long Live Chi, Qi Feiyu took the upper hand, defeated other immortal blood clan monks, and took down the eighth holy flower.

The destructive energy formed after the quasi-saint self-destruction gradually dissipated.

Wang Huanzhen rushed out of the wasteland in a dirt, covered in mud, his head and clothes turned into ashes, and only a bronze armor was left on his body.

The ancient bronze armor, called "Qinglong Emperor Armor", is the most defensive weapon in the Qinglong Dynasty.

It is precisely because he is wearing the Green Dragon Emperor Armor that even standing in the center of the quasi-saint self-destruction, Wang Huanzhen was not injured, just looking a little embarrassed.

"When I take down the spirit of the world, I will definitely kill all of you extraterritorial evil demons."

Wang Huanzhen made a harsh statement and was about to rush into the ground again.

At this time, a blue beam of light broke out in the central area of ​​the wasteland formed after the collapse of the Holy Mountain, breaking through the thick black clouds, breaking through the atmosphere and extending beyond the Qinglong Ruins Realm.

"Wow!"

More cyan beams flew out from the ground.

Suffered from the impact of the blue light beam, Prince Qi Tian crashed into the soil and threw it out from the ground.

His hands supported the God-Destroying Cross Shield, but he was not seriously injured. He quickly stabilized his center of gravity and fell back to the ground. His face turned red and blue, and he said, "We have all gone to destruction. The power of the spirit of the world is so powerful."

It is obvious that Prince Qi Tian was unable to conquer the spirit of the world, but was beaten back by the power of the spirit of the world.

The spirit of the world is the master of a world and naturally has quite powerful power.

However, the Qinglong Ruins Realm has gone to an end and its world spirit will fall into a very weak state.

It turns out that even the weakest world spirits are difficult to suppress unless they can be recognized by them.

Wang Huanzhen laughed to the sky: "I am the son of the world. The spirit of the world will only recognize me. If you, the evil demons outside the domain, are completely overestimating your ability to force the spirit of the world."

A look of disgust appeared in Prince Qi Tian's eyes, looking at the Demon Dragon of the Desolation, Emperor of Heaven Destiny, Qiu Yu, Zhang Ruochen looked over and said, "Join together, kill the son of the world first, and then compete for the spirit of the world fairly. How about?"

"good."

The Emperor of Destiny was the first to respond. Four pillars of light were shot out in his eyes, and he took the lead in attacking Wang Huanzhen.

"Then let the son of the world be killed first, so that he will not get in the way."

The Demon Swallowing Dragon swung the dragon bone long whip out, making a "pa" whip sound, whipping the surrounding space into cracks.

Prince Qi Tian jumped up, flew to a height of 100 meters, grabbed the cross shield of the God-Destroying God, and smashed it down with the greatest strength.

Qiu Yu stepped on the ground, and a sacred tree of flame grew out from the ground. Dozens of branches swept across, tearing wide cracks on the ground.

Zhang Ruochen looked up and saw that there were many cracks in the space and the earth was about to split. He thought to himself: "The spatial structure of the Qinglong Ruins Realm has become more fragile and may collapse at any time."

At the same time, Zhang Ruochen also used attack methods, triggering the destructive power of Thousand Patterns, and slashed the ancient sword of Chenyuan.

Wang is really the number one genius in the Qinglong Ruins world. His strength is indeed quite strong, and he is protected by the Qinglong Emperor Armor, so he can be completely invincible.

However, the five masters who attacked him were all tough characters who were rare in Kunlun Realm in a thousand years. With his combat power, he was beaten backwards and kept spitting out blood.

"Puff."

The branches of the flame sacred tree swept over Wang Huanzhen's body, knocking him out and his body rotated in the air.

The ancient sword of Chenyuan slashed Wang Huanzhen's back and collided with the Qinglong Emperor Armor, and a large spark appeared. The impact force beat Wang Huanzhen to throw it away again.

In the Qinglong Ruins Realm, Wang really has such a great reputation and is undefeated in every battle. He is definitely a legendary figure.

However, now this successor, the undefeated myth, the son of the world, has been beaten like a ball, not to mention how miserable it is.

If he hadn't been wearing the Qinglong Emperor Armor, he would have been killed by the five masters long ago.

"Protect the son of the world and not let the evil demons outside the domain kill him."

The other three martial saints among the native humans joined the battle and wanted to save the king.

"court death."

Prince Qi Tian was very angry and he tried his best to slash the cross shield of the God-Destroying God.

With a "bang", the oldest of the three martial saints, the Hongguang Martial Saint, was beaten to the ground, and the sound of bones being broken came out.

After a moment, a large amount of holy blood emerged from the ground.

The Martial Saint of Xuantian and the Martial Saint of Ningjing used the Heaven and Earth Sword Formation, but they still didn't last long. After three breaths, the Martial Saints, who were like fairy couples, were killed by the Demon Dragon of the Heaven and Qiu Yu, and even their holy bodies were burned to ashes by the flames.

Even the three Eight Dragon Martial Saints faced the five masters, it was like throwing three stones into the sea. Just a circle of small ripples appeared and they completely disappeared.

All the other creatures were sucking in the air and deeply aware of the gap between them and the strong men on the front line, one in the sky and the other on the ground, with an insurmountable gap between them.

Of course, the three Eight Dragon Martial Saints did not die in vain, at least they had won some time for the king.

Wang Huanzhen finally stabilized her body, stood in the air dozens of feet above the ground, gritting her teeth, not only feeling shame, but also feeling extremely angry.

"The Spirit of the World, listen to my summons, be with me, and join forces to kill the demons."

Wang Huanzhen drew a bloody mouth on the wrist of his left hand, and the holy blood in his body continued to flow out.

Some holy blood fell to the ground and merged into the soil.

Some holy blood rose and turned into blood mist.

"Ao!"

Deep underground, a deafening dragon roar sounded, and the sound rang through the sky, shaking the world and spreading all the way to the universe, causing meteorites and asteroids to tremble.

Fortunately, all the creatures left in the Qinglong Ruins Realm were top-level powerhouses, otherwise, just this sound could kill the low-level semi-saint.

The blue beam became brighter, and an extremely powerful aura rushed towards the ground, broke through the surface of the earth, and flew towards Wang Huanzhen.

The spirit of the world is born!

It was a blue dragon, its body was not big, only more than three meters long, just like it was carved from jade. Each dragon scale was quite exquisite, with an infinite mysteries and charm, and it was simply the incarnation of the way of heaven.

Seeing the world spirits emerge, all the eyes of all living beings became fanatical, which was even more exciting than seeing a naked and peerless beauty, and her blood was boiling.

"The son of the world cannot be allowed to merge with the spirit of the world, otherwise we will all die here."

Emperor Tianming used an ancient extreme, turned into a white light, rushed to Wang Huanzhen's body, and slapped his chest with a palm, roaring: "Tenth level of heavenly killing power."

"Bang bang!"

In less than half a moment, Emperor Tianming's palm changed the seal method ten times in a row, and all of them hit Wang Huanzhen's chest, bursting out ten levels of energy.

This is a martial art similar to "fighting a cow across the mountain", but it is many times more skillful than "fighting a cow across the mountain". The power and energy that is pushed out can penetrate the Qinglong Emperor Armor.

Wang Huanzhen's internal organs were completely broken, like a ray, thrown out and flew out to the sky, not knowing whether it was life or death?

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