"Holy Spear." Isha shouted softly.

The sacred light condensed into a spear of light in front of her and shot out quickly.

In the blink of an eye, the light spear shot the lightning ball forward and pierced it.

Ye Wentian's heaven-defying thunder ball can be regarded as the best defensive magical power in the entire divine world. Under the attack of the light of this divine spear, it shattered into pieces after being blocked for less than a second.

The spear of light pierced Ye Wentian.

"Buddhas and demons are sunny!"

Just when Ye Wentian's face changed drastically, a stream of light fell in front of him, and he struck out the windmill in his hand.

The indescribable explosion knocked Ye Xiong and Ye Wentian away at the same time.

Ye Xiong's upper body, clothes and heart were shattered, his energy and blood boiled, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

"Ye Xiong, thank you for your help." Ye Wentian reacted and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, be careful and don't stay too far away." Ye Xiong coughed and looked a little ugly.

Just now, Isa's Divine Spear of Divine Light had been blocked by Ye Wentian's thunder ball, weakening most of it. He was almost unable to block the Buddha Demon Youqing who was attacking with all his strength. This shows how terrifying this woman's strength is.

If she struck with all her strength, Ye Xiong asked himself that he had no confidence that he would be able to take it.

She deserves to be the Holy Mother, and she deserves to be the first person in the divine world.

Ye Xiong's eyes flickered and his mind started spinning rapidly.

Lu Qingfeng suddenly transformed, and under the gaze of everyone, he turned into a green dragon with dense thunder patterns on its body and a crackling sound.

The aura on his body, with the Dragon King's domineering aura, was unparalleled in the world, making all the demon cultivators around him feel palpitations.

call!

The purple dragon looks up to the sky and roars.

The momentum that swallows the universe is released like an explosion.

"Nine Transformations of Qinglong." Ye Xiong's face changed drastically.

He never dreamed that Lu Qingfeng could actually master the most supreme magical power of the Qinglong mythical beast clan, the Nine Transformations of the Qinglong.

"I'm the vanguard, you guys help me. Don't let her defeat each one one by one. No matter how strong she is, there will be a day when her energy is exhausted. Let's fight her in a war of attrition." The Nine-Transformation Green Dragon spoke human words, and the dragon's beard swayed gently, carrying the power of the divine beast.

Wei, said: "Ye Xiong, you transform into a real ape and become a golden ape king.

Ye Xiong's body transformed as fast as the weak eye could see, and he instantly transformed into the Eight Transformations of the True Ape, the Golden Ape King.

Although the Five Spirit Transformations are more powerful than the True Ape Eight Transformations, in terms of single target attack capabilities, the Golden Ape King is more flexible than the Five Spirit Transformations.

Boom, boom, boom.

Ouch!

The Golden Ape King looked up to the sky and howled, the bloodline power raging on his body. The red bloodline power formed a layer of red bloodshot threads on the body surface, swimming around crazily.

Qinglong suddenly spit out his mouth, and a golden light shot towards Ye Xiong.

"This is the Purple Gold Hunyuan Stick. It is no less powerful than the top ten artifacts. Just use it." Qinglong said.

The Golden Ape King held the Purple Gold Hunyuan Stick in mid-air and rotated it in his hand, feeling a very comfortable feeling.

The material inside this Hunyuan stick could actually react with his bloodline, giving him a feeling of déjà vu.

"Ye Wentian, you transform into the Xuanwu God of War." Qinglong ordered again.

Ye Wentian nodded, and the Xuanwu body began to transform, and soon turned into a Xuanwu beast whose whole body seemed to be made of ice.

The remaining three ancient corpses were carried on the shells, looking very strange.

Compared with Ye Xiong and Lu Qingfeng's explosive bloodline power, Ye Wentian's transformed bloodline power is less domineering and more sinister.

Among the three beasts, the green dragon is in the front, the ape is on the left, and the Xuanwu is on the right.

When the three of them started to transform into formation, Isa still stood in mid-air without moving, with no intention of stopping her.

Her eyes, from beginning to end, were cold and arrogant, even contemptuous!

It was as if the three people in front of him were just a bunch of rabble and were not worth mentioning at all.

"You can't defeat me in human form, let alone a few beasts." Isa sneered.

"Bear it, the power of our divine beast's bloodline."

The green dragon has a long mouth, and in the huge mouth, a ball of purple lightning condenses, getting bigger and bigger, and finally condenses into a ball of light densely covered with purple thunder.

"Purple Thunder Explosion."

The lightning spit out and shot out a laser-like beam.

"Take my stick."

The divine ape teleported up and reached a close enough distance. He grasped the purple-gold Hunyuan stick with both hands and pressed it down with one blow.

Under the power of this stick, the space immediately became distorted. Not to mention a person, even planets, would be blasted into powder by this stick.

Countless ice crystals erupt from Xuanwu's body. These ice crystals are all dark green and carry corpse poison. As long as Isa has the slightest flaw, the corpse poison can invade and poison the opponent.

The three-party attack, one in front, one in the middle, and one behind, is attacking without losing defense, as if it has been practiced thousands of times, and it is not like the first combination.

Having reached the level of three people, their combat literacy has reached an astonishing level, and they know when to take action and what method is most appropriate to take action.

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The spectators outside the stadium all watched this battle with their hearts lifted.

After the three of them took action at the same time, the monks of the Celestial God Empire felt their hearts in their throats.

This was definitely the most powerful, powerful, and powerful blow they had ever seen.

In this joint attack, in the entire divine world, it is estimated that only the Holy Mother is qualified to take it.

Of course, it is still unknown whether it can be accepted.

In the center of the Celestial Empire, in the best location, nine women with stunning looks stood in a row, most of them with sad expressions on their faces.

Even when the battle was so exciting, the surrounding monks' eyes would still fall on them from time to time, attracted by their aura.

If it were not a matter of life and death, the nine disciples of the Holy Mother Temple would never appear at the same time and be exposed to the eyes of so many people.

"The looks in these men's eyes are really hateful. They look like they have never seen a woman in their lives." The fourth disciple, Jiu'er, curled his lips, feeling very unhappy.

It seems as if I will suffer if I am watched too much.

"Fourth Senior Sister, what time has it been? If you still have the mind to understand these things, think more about how to help Master!" Sixth Disciple Qingtian said.

"I said you are all worrying blindly. Who is Master? Will she lose?" Jiu'er didn't show any worry at all on his face. He glanced at the battle in mid-air and continued: "One person is worth more than 10,000 yuan.

The 20-year-old cowardly God Emperor, a monster who is neither human nor ghost, that is, Ye Xiong looks more pleasing to the eye, but he is too young, with a bone age of only more than a thousand years old. What kind of trouble can the three of them make when they join forces?

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"Fourth Senior Sister, you praise Ye Xiong so much, I'm afraid it's because Seventh Junior Sister is around!" Fifth Disciple said with a smile at night.

"I'm just telling the truth, and I'm not wrong. Master values ​​him so much and even accepts him as his disciple. It's just that he doesn't know what's good and what's good." Jiu'er continued.

"Fourth Junior Sister is right. Who is our master? She is the Holy Mother. She will not do anything that she is not sure of."

Zi Tong nodded and agreed with Jiu'er..

"Fourth Senior Sister, what do you think of the outcome of this battle?" Tenth disciple Jiang Ruofeng asked curiously.

"Lu Qingfeng dies, Ye Wentian dies, and Ye Xiong is captured. His fate depends on whether he will submit to his master in the future... Maybe we will have one more junior brother in the future." Jiuer laughed.
Chapter completed!