Xuanwu Dharmakaya is weaker than Qinglong Dharmakaya.

How can it block the light of the withered witch sword?

He immediately followed the footsteps of the Qinglong Dharmakaya, withered and died.

"It seems like this is true!"

Killed the Qinglong Dharmakaya and Xuanwu Dharmakaya.

Finally, the Holy Son of the Witch Cult set his sights on Xiao Changfeng.

"kill!"

The Holy Son of the Witch Cult's eyes were scarlet red, and he roared in a shocking manner.

Surging power is poured into the withered witch sword.

The size of the Blight Witch Saber has been increased from six meters to seven meters.

More powerful.

Click! Like a shocking bolt of lightning.

That dazzling sword light is like the blood witch magic sword, which can split the world! This sword.

Xiao Changfeng's divine body couldn't resist it either.

However, Xiao Changfeng did not intend to resist.

Because of the demise of Qinglong Dharmakaya and Xuanwu Dharmakaya.

It bought him enough time.

As a result, he was now less than a hundred meters away from the Holy Son of the Witch Cult.

"The Pill Emperor is going to die!"

Watching the withered witch sword fall, Shan Yu was nervous but full of excitement.

"Even if he has magical powers, he can't resist the Holy Son at this time!"

The ancestor of Northern Wu also thinks this way.

She didn't think Xiao Changfeng had a chance to turn around.

After all, holy weapons, martial spirits, and magical powers are now available.

There should be no other trump card! "Draw the ground as a prison talisman array, open!"

But at this time.

Xiao Changfeng drank lightly all his life.

Then eight streams of light flew out from his storage ring.

The stream of light instantly fell around the Holy Son of the Witch Cult.

"rise!"

Xiao Changfeng's tongue burst with spring thunder, and his eyes burst into blue light.

Suddenly the eight talismans suddenly lit up.

It turned into a huge talisman array.

In the talisman array, four bright rays of light criss-crossed.

The Holy Son of Witchcraft is trapped in the word "mouth".

"What's this?"

The Holy Son of Witchcraft was shocked.

Because he found that his movements were ten times slower.

The withered witch sword in his hand was originally faster than lightning, but now it was moving slowly.

"Here comes the sword!"

Xiao Changfeng did not hesitate.

He used One Qi to Transform Three Purities and finally waited for this opportunity.

Definitely not to be missed.

Immediately, the flying sword in the void was controlled by him again and turned into a bronze light.

Kill the Holy Son of Witchcraft.

At this moment, the Holy Son of the Witch Cult wants to use the Withered Witch Knife to resist.

But the speed is too slow, as slow as an old man doing Tai Chi.

There is no way to stop the overwhelming Void Flying Sword.

Pfft! In the eyes of everyone who couldn’t believe it.

The Void Flying Sword directly pierced the chest of the Holy Son of the Witch Cult.
Chapter completed!