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"That's right, Bu Feifan, you are indeed capable of disrupting the prehistoric world!"
Guang Chengzi held the Pangu banner in his hand and looked at Bu Feifan with a smile.
"For half an hour, I won't make another move. After half an hour, I will use 20% of Pangu Banner's power!"
After saying this, Guang Chengzi took a step back thousands of miles, and really left Jiuxiao Mountain, sitting cross-legged in the void, watching quietly.
Bu Feifan's face was solemn, if he hadn't used the filthy aura of the God-killing Spear to protect his body against the power of Pangu Banner in the flash, he would not have been able to retreat at all.
It will be directly crushed to death by the chaotic gas and turned into dust!
It is also fortunate that Zen's Kong Zang spared no effort to come all the way to give away the Lingbao, otherwise Bu Fan would be in danger.
"Master, I'll hit you next time, how do you think?!"
The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit also moved. She talked to the Great Master Xuandu and asked for a second chance to make a move.
"Yes!"
Grand Master Xuandu nodded slightly, he was selfish.
Guang Chengzi used the Pangu Banner first, and the Golden Spirit Virgin later used the Immortal Sword, and his last Taijitu attack was bound to be a little stronger than the first two, leaving an impression on the millions of creatures watching the battle.
That is, the Taiji diagram is stronger than the Pangu banner and the Four Swords of Zhuxian, and the Taiqing saint is stronger than the original Tianzun and Tongtian leader.
If a person wants to join a sect, he will choose the strongest one!
This is the "opportunity" that Master Xuandu and the Holy Mother of Jinling, including Guangchengzi, want to fight for!
The Virgin of the Golden Spirit's robes fluttered, and the golden light glazed fairy dress swayed. She stepped forward and looked down at Bu Feifan from a high position.
"Bu Feifan, I have two swords, one for trapping immortals and one for absolute immortals!"
"I'll go out of the trap first, with 50% power. After this blow, I'll also give you half an hour to recover. During this time, I won't make any more moves!"
After finishing speaking, the Holy Mother of Golden Spirit slowly drew out the Absolute Immortal Sword behind her.
"Zheng!"
Just an inch after the ancient sword was released, the sound of the sword resounded across the territory of a hundred thousand miles.
"No, my sword is whining!"
"My sword is out of control. Damn it, my sword of immortal quality has a crack in the body!"
At this moment, among millions of souls, as long as they use swords, their sabers are trembling. Those with better quality are just trembling, and those with lower quality, such as the lowest-level magic weapon and magic weapon, are directly in the scabbard. Turned into a touch of iron powder.
"Zheng!"
Trapped the fairy sword and unsheathed it, the sword energy billowed, and the monstrous murderous aura filled the heaven and the earth, and the hairs of millions of creatures were all blown up, and the spines swished out and let out cold air.
It was an ancient sword, the blade was scarlet, as if forged with blood.
On it, there is also engraved a bloody picture of killing immortals, which is extremely terrifying and peerlessly sharp.
"Is this the Immortal Trapping Sword, one of the Four Swords of Zhu Xian?!"
Bu Feifan looked at the sword held by the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit like a ray of blood, and the hair on his arm stood up.
It was a kind of fear from the depths of the soul, like a rabbit being targeted by a hunting lion.
Holding the Immortal Immortal Sword in her hand, the originally rosy face of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit also instantly turned pale.
The Four Swords of Zhu Xian are known as the number one killer under the Dao of Heaven!
The Zhuxian sword array laid out by the four swords in conjunction with the array map is the first killing array in the prehistoric era, and it cannot be broken without the power of the four saints.
It can be said that, apart from being unable to suppress luck, Zhuxian Sword Formation can be called the number one magic weapon in the wild.
The three major innate treasures cannot easily be overwhelmed!
Guang Chengzi held the Pangu banner in his hand without hindrance, and Master Xuandu held the Tai Chi diagram with his usual expression.
Only the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, at the pinnacle of the quasi-sage, only holds the Immortal Trapping Sword, one of the four swords. She has to be careful with her murderous aura that kills everything.
Ordinary innate spiritual treasures, even if they are top-grade innate spiritual treasures like the Buddha Mother Zhunti, if ordinary people get them, they can use them directly, but they cannot exert 100% of their power.
But only the Four Swords of Zhu Xian can't!
Just like Bu Feifan at this moment, he dared to hold the top-grade innate spiritual treasure killing god gun, but he dared not hold the immortal sword.
Not to mention holding it tightly, even if he just touched the body of the sword, Bu Feifan would be shattered by the murderous aura in an instant, turning into a cloud of blood mist.
"Trapping the Immortal Sword is 50% a sword, Bu Feifan, you just look forward to it!"
The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit Drinks, The fairy sword in his hand resolutely fell.
In Nine Nether Hades, the air is mixed with a strong and almost substantive cold ghost atmosphere.
At this time, the middle of the mighty territory!
There are thousands of miles of flat land, no grass grows, and a majestic mountain range stretches across, like a crawling prehistoric monster.
This mountain is called Baodu Mountain, and it is one of the five ghost emperors in the Nine Netherworld Palace, the dojo of the central ghost emperor.
At this time, on Baodu Mountain, there is a gloomy and gloomy palace.
In the palace, Qing Yao, dressed in green water clothes, was kneeling on the ground, her pretty face full of determination.
"Yao'er, how long do you have to kneel before giving up!"
On the throne, a blue-clothed woman surrounded by ghost fog and cold air sat for a long time, her hoarse voice was full of helplessness.
"Qing Yao, get up, don't embarrass your master!"
The ghost king at the first place also looked at Qing Yao helplessly.
Qingyao has knelt here for three days and three nights, not eating or drinking, and only begged the central ghost emperor to go to the prehistoric and help the extraordinary.
"Master, please save my husband!"
Qing Yao's lips were chapped, her eyes were slack, she gritted her teeth lightly, and her voice was beyond doubt.
"That's all, that's all, it's rare for my apprentice to fall in love with a man, so let me help him once as a master!"
The Central Ghost Emperor dotes on Qingyao very much. She can't see Qingyao suffering so much. Seeing Qingyao's resolute appearance, she probably will marry that Bu Feifei in the future.
For this favor, the Central Ghost Emperor has to help!
Baodu Mountain!
Qing Yao's face was pale and haggard. She stood with the ghost king, watching the ghost emperor's body rushing out of the underworld.
"Father, I want to go and see!".
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