The spear is in the sky.
This dragon gun seems to be a different weapon in Yan Qiu''s hands, which is totally different from that in Ye Zichuan''s hands.
The terrible edge separated the whole world, and the dark cracks were startling. They were torn apart like silk.
The gods are shrouded in countless rings of gods, shining and purifying everything. This void has been melted and become transparent, and everything has become nothingness.
His hand light condensation, a dozens of miles long sword light will appear here, raised his hand was thrown out by him.
Boom!
Sword light and spear awn collided in mid air, the light was bright, the space collapsed, one by one destroyed, completely disappeared.
This is the means of the heaven level, even if it is not the noumenon, but the burst of power is still terrifying.
Ye Zichuan and Li Changye try their best to break the space of the world, but they can do it easily.
Yan Qiu''s momentum is like a rainbow. He is indomitable. He waves his long gun like a dragon going out to sea and stirs up the clouds all over the sky.
The roaring sound is very harsh, only to see a blue rainbow, with bursts of dragon like sound, collided with the gods.
Boom!
Boundless power surging out, such as waves, lightning, thunder, surging, gorgeous light in full bloom.
In the face of such a sharp attack, the God''s face did not change. Standing there seemed to be the center of heaven and earth, and all the brilliance condensed in his body.
"Ban!"
As soon as he pointed out, what he said and what he did, the whole world was shocked.
The road roars, countless complex patterns emerge, and the world is full of golden ancient words, which condenses the power of Tao principles and deduces endless power here.
Even standing on the edge of the battlefield, ye Zichuan and Li Changye were affected and felt that their bodies were once again imprisoned and difficult to move.
However, Yan Qiu was not affected. He waved his long gun, and the bright blue light bloomed, tearing open the world and shattering countless runes and traces.
"Kill
The sound of a word, however, is like the impact of thousands of troops. A breath of golden and iron horses comes from the pavement. The roaring sound is like the pouring down of the river and the sea, and the air of killing and cutting is surging.
Each day level is powerful and unique. They walk out of their own way and stand at the top of their own way.
It''s their belief that I''m invincible and egotistical. No one can shake it.
Compared with the gods, Yan Qiu is very young. In the era of Xuantian, he just became a heaven level, but he is the strongest.
In the end, he would rather die than live.
Long gun dragon, thousands of miles long, across the void, from a distance, it looks like a great wall of steel made of green gold, the luster of metal is cold and dazzling, people''s bone marrow is frozen.
The impact of the dragon, the eternal sound.
The whole body of gods is rippling with the power of faith, and countless brilliance rises from the four corners of the earth and converges here.
These are the power of belief of all spirits. At this time, they are all called by him, condensed here, and then form a huge statue.
The statue of God is towering, shrouded in the holy glory, immortal body, ten thousand calamities.
Boom!
The dragon and the statue collided, the sky collapsed, the earth fell, and tens of thousands of miles were destroyed.
It''s like the end of the day. It''s scary.
This is a world opened up by heaven. It has not happened in many years. This scene makes the ninth city owner''s heart jump.
He has been bathed in the divine power for so many years, and has been baptized by the divine power all the time. Over the years, his body has been transformed several times, and he has been in touch with the heaven level field more than once.
He felt that he should be very close to the level of heaven, but now seeing this scene, he felt that his throat was dry. If he didn''t reach that level for a day, there was a gap.
Even if it is quasi Tian level, it still carries a quasi word.
In a roar, the huge statue of God exploded, all over the sky is turbulent power of faith.
Endless spears crisscross here, crushing all these forces.
"Hum!" The spirit finally gave a cold hum.
This is his kingdom, everything is created by him, he is the only God here, no paradox is allowed to exist here.
Yan Qiu strode forward, waving his long gun again, and the spear ran for 30000 Li, once again separating the world.
There is a big dark hole in the void, endless streamer gushing out, time fragments flying.
"Go
Yan Qiu''s voice sounded in Ye Zichuan''s heart.
Without any hesitation, they quickly ran to the black hole.
The ninth city Lord''s eyes caught this scene, and his figure moved instantly: "want to go?"
But when his people were still in mid air, they uttered a scream. Yan Qiu just looked at him, and a divine light burst out of his eyes, which pierced his whole body. The blood light splashed all over the void.
The ninth Lord''s body almost broke.
The move seems to have angered the gods again.
In front of him, he wanted to let them go, but he also hurt the Shenwei under his command, completely ignoring his majesty and existence.
"Where is the magic sword?"
With a loud drink, he turned into a rolling thunder, exploding in the void, roaring, shaking the whole country.
Somewhere far away, a rainbow suddenly rose into the sky, turned into a bright sword light, broke through the void, flew here, and fell into the hands of the gods.
It''s a long sword. It''s one of the strongest magic weapons in the world. It was used by gods in the early years.
With the sword in hand, the breath of the gods soared. With the wave of the long sword, it burst out an unparalleled sword spirit.
In a trance, I seem to see stars all over the sky and the whole world cut down.
When!
The long spear collides with the divine sword. The sound is harsh. The sword is full of vigor. The spear is unmatched. It''s rampant here.
"Zhan Tian Jiu Shi!"
The attack in Yanqiu''s hands changed, and the sky was full of gun shadows, like countless blue dragons flying through the clouds and sea, roaring.
The powerful power of killing and cutting is surging, and it becomes strong in a moment. I don''t know how much, which makes the world change color.
Even the God''s face changed: "you?"
He was shocked and angry.
Yan Qiu said coldly, "it''s just a spiritual seed. Cut you!"
This is the seed rooted in the soul of the ninth city Lord. The ninth city Lord always contemplates and provides pure power of belief. The two complement each other.
The ninth city Lord becomes stronger with the help of God''s feedback, and understands the mysteries of heaven level. The huge power of belief he provides also makes this seed grow stronger and stronger, and finally it will converge to the noumenon.
When countless such seeds come together, a little makes a lot, it will be a force that makes people change color.
That''s why the gods are powerful.