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    The golden-winged roc's eyes are extremely sharp, revealing strong emotions.

    Dou Zhan Xianjun broke the limit of the physical body, and now that the strength in his body has been exhausted, how can he still endure the robbery?

    This catastrophe was inadvertently surged when Dou Zhan Xian Jun was consolidating the battle formation, not just relying on his personal strength, which means that even in the heyday of Dou Zhan Xian Jun, he may not necessarily be able to withstand the catastrophe of the Dao.

    Above the sky, the terrifying Dao Jieguang wanders between the sky and the earth, as if sensing where the body of Dou Zhan Xianjun is.

    The golden-winged roc raised its head, watching the terrifying Dao Jieguang coming towards this side, its eyes were extremely sharp.

    Among the golden-winged rocs, Ye Futian stood there quietly. This golden-winged rocs is an ancient god that he transformed with the spiritual will of all people. Under his control, it is like his incarnation.

    The teacher fought for the Dao Palace, not hesitating the danger of physical collapse.

    Now that the teacher is down, he will stop this calamity.

    The incomparably bright golden radiance flows over the huge body of the golden-winged roc, and there are also faintly brilliant lights of stars, all of which are super powerful defense rules.

    The violent robbery light rushed towards this side, with a loud noise, the light of the stars shattered in an instant, and the body of the golden-winged roc trembled violently. Ye Futian only felt that his own will would collapse and be destroyed, but the emperor's will burned  Underneath, his eyes were extremely firm.

    If he falls, the teacher must die.

    "Boom, boom" The robbing light from Chaotic Avenue that had not yet dissipated crazily bombarded, cracks appeared in the body of the golden-winged roc, and the huge body of the ancient demon god seemed to collapse. Ye Futian's will inside was shaken, and the blood  His clothes were stained red, but his eyes remained firm.

    "Array."

    There was a loud shout, and it was Yuan Hong who came with the strong men of the Tiangang Battle Formation. They came directly to the sky above the golden-winged roc and turned into a huge Tiangang Battle Formation.  The sacred armor that Dou Zhan Xianjun took off before stood in the uppermost space.

    Another terrifying robbing light fell down and penetrated the battle formation. Aruhiro's body shook, but he still stood there, and the entire Great Tiangang battle formation was trembling.

    The Dao Jieguang in the void is getting less and less, as long as it can withstand a few more waves of force, the robbery will pass.

    "Boom." There was another loud bang, the Tiangang battle formation collapsed, Yuanhong's body fell down, Jieguang continued to impact and look forward, and blasted on the body of the golden-winged roc, causing more cracks in the roc, as if there were  collapse crisis.

    "I come."

    A voice came, and another group of figures came stepping forward. It was the powerful royal family led by Huangxi. They also turned into a battle formation, and the mighty imperial aura burst out from their bodies, and a boundless and huge human emperor dharma body appeared between the heavens and the earth.

    "Get out." Huangxi raised his head and glanced at the robbery of the Dao, and he took the initiative to attack. The mighty force swept the world, and a legion in armor rushed out. It was an illusion of extremely strong martial arts rules.  When Annihilation fell, the terrifying Jieguang blasted on Human Sovereign's dharma body, and Huangxi's and the others' bodies shook violently.

    "It's about to disappear." The breathing of the crowd watching the battle in the distance seemed to be stagnant. Their hearts were beating and their fists were clenched tightly, as if they were the ones who were going through the calamity.

    All the people in the barren state, even the onlookers, were extremely nervous.

    Be sure to hold on.

    In this jihad, the beliefs of the powerhouses in the Dao Palace had a very strong impact on them.

    Dao Palace must win.

    "If you can overcome this catastrophe, Dou Zhan Xianjun will transform, and the Dao Palace will also transform." At this time, someone in the crowd said in a solemn voice.

    At this time, he was an old man, very old and very imposing. He was also a well-known figure in the barren state, and he was ranked twenty-ninth in the list of dead trees.

    "Indeed, in this jihad, the Taoist palace is united, the belief is firm, and the top forces in the barren state all participated in it, fighting side by side, without fear of life and death. This kind of spirit is worthy of being the leader on my list in the barren state.  I'm ashamed of you." Another person came out, and suddenly many people exclaimed, they recognized this person, and he was another strong man in the Huangtian Ranking.

    I don't know how many people came to watch the battle this time. The strong and famous people from all sides in the barren state were there.

    "In that case, do you dare to join the battle?" At this time, someone spoke.

    Withered Wood Xianjun looked at the back and said loudly: "Many of you present are top practitioners in the barren state, enough to form a super army of sages and princes.  A jihad broke out, and I wanted to destroy the Dao Palace and set up a Dao in the barren state. Now the battle is so fierce, if we join the war, it is enough to directly change the situation of the battle, but someone is willing to join me in driving the Great Zhou Dynasty out of the barren state."

    ?A look of extreme coldness flashed in Zhou Shengwang's eyes, and he ordered the withdrawal of troops.

    He knew that their Great Zhou Dynasty had no advantage at all, and their momentum was completely reversed.

    The people of the barren state are not afraid of death, and even those who watched the battle participated in this holy war.

    His eldest son, Zhou Huang, almost died in the hands of Ye Futian, and Zhou Mian and Wuliang Xianjun were almost losing their combat effectiveness. If they did not withdraw their troops, he would pay a very painful price for the Great Zhou Dynasty.

    The powerful men of the Great Zhou Dynasty, who were still fighting on the other side, retreated after hearing Zhou Shengwang's words, and retreated while fighting.

    "Let's go." The wings of the sacred artifact behind Zhou Mian spread out, took Zhou Huang and Wuliang Xianjun with him, and retreated away at a gallop.

    The body of the golden-winged roc was suspended in the sky again, looking at Zhou Mian who left quickly, his eyes were extremely cold.

    "Om."

    The wings trembled, and in an instant, the endless golden light of the wings slashed down, frantically slashing towards those strong men of the Golden Phoenix Legion who hadn't evacuated in time, in an instant, screams came out one after another, and I don't know how many people left behind.  .

    Soon, the army of the Great Zhou Dynasty receded like a tide, and after a while of chasing and killing the strong men from the Holy Palace, they returned to Ye Futian's side and gathered beside the golden-winged roc.

    At this time, the body of the golden-winged roc disappeared directly, and the figures of Ye Futian and others appeared. He raised his head and stared at Zhou Shengwang in the void, his expression still indifferent.

    "This is just the beginning." Zhou Shengwang said indifferently, his eyes swept over the powerful men present.

    "Of course." Ye Futian responded: "The day the holy war ends is the time when the Great Zhou Holy King perishes."

    "Overreaching one's abilities." Zhou Shengwang walked away with a flick of his sleeves.

    Ye Futian looked at the gradually disappearing figure with extremely firm eyes.

    Afterwards, his body fell weakly towards the sky, not only him, but many strong men in the battle formation were mentally exhausted and fell powerlessly!

    ps: The jihad is over, brothers can give the monthly pass.
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