Chapter 2770: Tianma Pestle

The magic pestle is present, there are constant visions between heaven and earth, ghosts crying and howling, yin wind and anger, terrifying energy fluctuations sweeping the world.

Countless strong men were lifted off, and those below the quasi-emperor realm were even having trouble saving their lives.

"Ah! Help!"

"No... I don't want to die!"

The strong spectators felt infinite regret, and at this time no longer had the thought of seeing the battle between the gods and demons, and they tried their best to escape.

You know, Feng Jingcheng's strength is aimed at only Lu Yi, and these people are only affected by Yu Wei.

Despite this, it is still hard to escape bad luck, and there are constantly quasi-emperor strong on the spot. Even the soul cannot escape and fall on the spot.

"hateful!"

Mo Chu suppressed, Lu Yi couldn't retreat, and shouted angrily. He could only wave Xuanyuanjian and rush up hard.

"boom!"

The roar has never stopped, the situation is turbulent, and the battle is fierce. In just a few short breaths, Lu Yi has already fought Feng Jingcheng with more than 3,000 moves.

Xuanyuanjian was worthy of being the number one divine weapon in the ancient times, and when confronted with the magic pestle, there was no damage.

But Lu Yi had been in a series of battles, coupled with his unhealed serious injuries, and after fighting with Hefeng Jingcheng for so long, he soon fell into a disadvantage and kept retreating.

"puff!"

Lu Yi's right arm burst.

In a critical situation, Lu Yi used one Qi to transform the Three Qings to evolve two Dao Bodies, which are tough and tough with the Wanzhang Demon Club.

"boom!"

The Wanzhang Mochu gave birth to infinite strands of magic light, shaking the stars outside the domain, after the eighteen beams of light were completely shattered, the world became dim again.

In this endless darkness, Feng Jingcheng's momentum continued to skyrocket, and every bombardment of the Mo pestle was enough to kill the Emperor Half Step.

Not to mention the existence of Hai Bitian, Wan Mo Hongchuan, even the ancestor Wan Mo, I am afraid that it will not be able to survive under the fierce power of the magic pestle.

"Puff!"

Lu Yi's two Taoist bodies just persisted for seven seconds, and they burst into pieces under the suppression of the magic pestle.

"Big Brother!"

Zhao Fei was watching from a distance. Seeing this scene, he wanted to help, but he couldn't even move his fingers even when he was seriously injured.

"It's terrible, I can't compete with this demon at all. Why is there such a thing in the world?"

Gu Yuan's heart sank, his palm trembling constantly, as well as his body.

It wasn't because Gu Yuan was fearful, on the contrary, Gu Yuan had no fear in his heart, and Haoran's sword aura broke through to the realm of the sword god, with an indomitable momentum.

But the suppression of the realm, Rao Haoran's sword energy restrained all evil monsters, and could not make up this gap.

Gu Yuan estimated that Feng Jingcheng at this time might have already set foot in the peak realm.

"Feng Jingcheng is nothing more than a carrier. The one who has been fighting with us is actually another idea..." Zhao Fei's eyes were deep, revealing a strong jealousy.

"Another idea?"

"Yes, the mind that doesn't belong to this world. Have you seen that magic pestle? I guess it and Lu Yi's Xuanyuan Sword are not inferior to this world."

"Doesn't belong to this world?" Gu Yuan was even more puzzled when he heard Zhao Fei's words, and asked suspiciously, "What do you know?"

Zhao Fei gave a wry smile and cursed: "I know what a shit, these are just my guesses. If I knew it all, I would have gone up to solve that ugly monster!"

After the voice fell, Zhao Fei wiped the blood on the corners of his mouth, and then said: "Before coming here, the old vegetable chicken in my family just told me that Fairy Qingwei was suspected of having an affair with a foreign race. In order not to conflict with the Wuji Hall, let me Looking for opportunities to suppress her, and after spending more than half a month with her, I finally found an opportunity, but I didn’t think things would develop into this situation."

Zhao Fei would have never thought of this level if it weren't for the existence of the Heavenly Demon Chu.

Just as the two people were discussing, the victory and defeat had already been decided on the void.

"Boom!" Lu Yi's body burst apart, and Xuanyuan Sword was blown into the air by the Heavenly Demon Pestle, and the sky full of sword light instantly shattered.

Lu Yi's primordial spirit drifted away, and could no longer resist Feng Jingcheng's magic power.

"Hahaha, come, come and fight me!" Feng Jingcheng's voice laughed wildly, and Zhao Fei was almost desperate by the power of the Heavenly Demon Chu Zhuxian to kill the gods.

The Heavenly Dao and God List is the most authoritative certification of strength in the world.

Forty-three, forty-nine, and fifty three ruthless people on the list of gods joined forces to kill Banbu the Great, but right now, this demon is not afraid, and even beat Lu Yi’s body. The burst.

"Lu Yi is defeated, and we are going to die too, hey, it's a pity that I'm still a child, and I haven't married a wife."

Zhao Fei wailed for a while, and his eyes squeezed out big tears and wet the clothes.

"Crying! Are you trying to influence God to spare you? Think about what you should do now!"

Lu Yi Yuanshen came floating, life Long Yuan flooded, making him looming, trying to recover his body at a very fast speed.

But this speed was too slow compared to the speed of the Heaven Demon Peel's bombardment.

A heart-pounding magic power hovered over the head, gathering but not dispersing, condensing but not attacking.

"Lu Yi, the son of Xiling, the sword body of Haoran, I have to admit that you are so powerful that even my family has to pay attention to you. With your talent and luck, given time, it will inevitably become a confidant of my family! "

Feng Jingcheng's appearance began to change, gradually turning into black scales, which shocked the three of Lu Yi. Could it be that Feng Jingcheng is dead?

At this moment, I saw the black scale snake head high, with fierce eyes, constantly vomiting the letter.

"Your honor is dead, let me kill you at all costs, but just now, your honor suddenly changed his mind."

Hei Lin pointed to Lu Yi, Zhao Fei, and Gu Yuan and said: "As long as the three of you are willing to submit to the honor with me, today I can not only forgive the lives of you three, but also give you unexpected benefits."

When Zhao Fei heard this, he cursed directly: "You're a damn! What is the nobleman in your mouth, dare to say rants to make me surrender? I ah!"

After hearing these words, instead of being angry, Hei Lin laughed wildly: "Hehehe, ignorant idiot, surrendering to respect is the supreme glory, do you think anyone is qualified? Like Feng Jingcheng Guy, you don’t even deserve to give me shoes, let alone be qualified to surrender."

boom!

The magical power of the heavenly demon pestle is surging, and it is ready to go, and Hei Lin issued a final warning: "Give you the last chance, are you willing to surrender to your honor?"

"Surrender your grandma's legs!"

Looking at death as home, Zhao Fei rushed towards Hei Lin with his last breath, and Gu Yuan followed closely, using his last strength to burst out a sword aura.

"Huh, something that does not live or die!" Hei Lin snorted coldly, slapped the earth with his backhand, and the Demon Pestle shook.

But at this moment, Lu Yi, who had not moved, was suddenly wrapped in a layer of golden light.

A daunting breath of terror burst out, and after the golden light dissipated, it even made the Heavenly Demon Pestle unable to advance.