The God of Beidou, arrives in a dignified way.

As a crazy fighter, his temperament is closer to that of Tianxia fighter.

The domineering aura leaked between his eyebrows, and a dazzling shadow of the Big Dipper starry sky condensed behind him.

A crazy fighter, one is to practice physical strength and the other is to practice soul fighting.

When entering a realm, everyone will awaken a fighting soul in their body.

The grass, trees, bamboo and stone are inferior, the birds and animals are moderate, and the mountains, rivers, sun and moon are superior.

The God of Beidou is the best [Big Dipper] fighting soul.

Beidou Realm is therefore named.

Lu Chenzhou smiled and said, "Those who have attained the truth will have many helps, and those who have lost the truth will have few helps. Yan Ming, your end of the world has come."

Yanming Realm Master's face turned pale, and he laughed in anger and said with a backlash: "Beidou, the God Alliance has nothing to do with your Beidou Realm. It would be fine if you send your men to support Xuantian. Now that you have entered the game personally, do you really think that I am a soft persimmon? Haha, it's really a tiger falling into Pingyang and being bullied by a dog."

The King of Beidou smiled and said, "There is no connection? The Lord of Yanming Realm is really a noble person who forgot about it. In the trial of the Water Palace, the people of your Red Feather God clan were chasing my disciple Oxi all the way." With his hands spread, the starry sky fighting soul behind him crushed towards the city wall of the Xuanshan Realm camp.

The Xuanshanjie Zun suddenly felt the pressure increased greatly and said to himself: "Beidou is so strong?"

Without considering the artifact, Beidou is no longer inferior to him.

This guy doesn't seem to have been practicing for a long time, only about a thousand years.

Humans deserve to die!

The more you think about the Xuanshan Jie Zun becomes, the more angry he becomes. He swung the magic stick to fight against two, and the stick wind surrounded Beidou and Hanhai Qizi.

The battle that determines the fate of both sides, no one keeps his hand, and the war begins to become fierce.

"With the Beidou God helping, the situation is much better." Lu Chenzhou thought in his heart.

"I want to kill Yan Ming quickly, but I only have one move to severely damage Yan Ming and use the [Scythe of Death] to harvest it. With my current cultivation level, if I don't use swallowing the sky and eating the earth, it will be difficult for both sides to break the move. If I continue to fight, it will be a protracted battle. I can persist, but others may not be able to persist for too long under the artifact. Once the defense line collapses, I will be besieged by the four great realms and gods. I may be in danger of my life. It seems that I have to fight."

Lu Chenzhou felt helpless.

Plans cannot keep up with changes.

The Divine Alliance has never used the body of the artifact, and everyone does not know its power.

Now that I can only sigh at the power of the gods.

Even top treasures such as Wanyu Mountain and Wanlong Palace were suppressed by magical artifacts.

Not to mention ordinary treasures and incomplete treasures.

As soon as he thought of this, Lu Chenzhou's hammering technique became more and more fierce, swallowing the sky, eating the earth and opening up, and his momentum went up to a higher level!

Yanming Realm Master said in his heart: "Is this guy ready to fight his life? He has an immortal body. I can't kill him with ordinary means. I must find the right opportunity to break through the defense of the hammer technique, and then consume the original divine blood, activate the remaining Bifang divine power of the divine sword, and annihilate the physical body of the Immortal Realm with the Bifang divine fire."

In fact, he can't even exert one percent of the power of the tribe artifact now.

The artifact must be activated by the power of the true god.

But he is only in the eight realms, where does the power of the true god come from?

Therefore, we can only burn divine blood to make the divine artifact run.

There are also two types of divine blood, one is ordinary divine blood, and the other is original divine blood, similar to the true spirit essence blood.

The former can be regenerated continuously, while the latter will be the foundation of damage once consumed and will take a long time to recover.

"We can't delay it. Humans enter too quickly. The longer the war is delayed, the more unfavorable it is for us. Maybe a group of eight realms will emerge in three to five years."

The Lord of Yanming Realm also made up his mind.

His muscles burst, and blood vessels protruded and cracked, and fine red and golden blood oozed out.

If you look closely, these bloods are composed of countless natural Taoist texts, which contain the mystery of the creation of the universe.

The red gold blood transformed into a mini Bifang and poured into the Bifang Divine Sword.

The divine sword buzzed and trembled, and the broken sword began to be recast under the flames, as if it was back to the ancient times.

A red armored god man patrolled the world, flames burned the sky, and the naked earth was billions of miles.

An unimaginable force made the Yanming Realm Master's aura rise from the third step until he approached the ancestor Kunxu.

The turbulent divine power spread the sea of ​​ruins within a radius of 100,000 miles, allowing other strong people to stay away from each other.

"Did Yan Ming explode?" Lord Ling Feng narrowed his eyes.

"The current Yan Ming has surpassed the Star-Eating Sword Demon, probably not weaker than the Black Boat Ancestor and the Daohe Great Sage, or even stronger."

The bald giant man had a solemn expression. Compared with the other three realm masters, they were much weaker.

Whether the gods can take the third step is very important.

One is its own strength, and the other is whether it can exert the power of the magical artifact.

The other three realms of the magic weapon is difficult to exert even one thousandth of the power because it is too weak.

Yan Ming has begun to gradually liberate the power of the magical artifact.

Therefore, as soon as the gods enter the third step, it is the current top combat power in the universe, not weak.

"This kind of power makes me feel suffocated by a distance of 100,000 miles..." The Hanhai Sect Master's eyes were shocked.

The same eight realms are vastly different.

If there was no leader of Alliance Lu, they would come to fight against the Divine Alliance, and they would definitely go but not return.

Yan Ming alone can defeat everyone one by one.

"Can you resist?" Yao Chixian murmured in her heart, unable to help but feel a little worried.

"Hahaha, it turns out that this is the real power." Yan Ming's body expanded to a huge size of thousands of miles, like an asteroid. The Bifang Divine Sword in his hand was like the world-destroying sword of the flame demon in the Western legend of Tianxia. Millions of degrees of high-temperature fluid flowed all over the body, burning all things.

"Lu Chenzhou, eat my sword!"

Yan Ming waved his sword and slashed, and a flame sword energy that looked like a Bifang divine bird came in distorted from time and space.

He was extremely confident at this moment. With this sword, the only third step that the universe can take is probably Ancestor Kunxu.

The strong sense of death threat made Lu Chenzhou stand upside down with his hair on his back. He did not dare to shake him, and his body quickly dodged.

But this sword seemed to be everywhere, and the sword light and flames wrapped him.

"Eighteen Hammers in the Ancient Ancient!" The hammer like waves blasted out, rushing out a gap in the flames.

A golden-winged roc bird with flames all over his body flew out like a fire phoenix.

"It's useless. You can't escape this sword. It will turn into ashes under Bifang's divine fire."

Yan Ming looked pale with a look of looking at the dead.

This sword consumed a lot of his original divine blood. If it didn't work, he could only avoid Lu Chenzhou's sharp edge.

The Bifang divine bird caught up with the Great Plug, and the high temperature burst out at tens of millions of degrees, just like the core of the sun, and the Great Plug's golden divine feathers turned into ashes inch.

"What's the use of transforming into a true spirit? How fast can you pass Bifang quickly?" Yan Ming laughed.

Suddenly, the golden-winged roc turned from a phantom into a physical body as if reborn in the flames.

In Lu Chenzhou's mind, a reminder came from a martial arts tree.

[You consumed a portion of Fenglei Golden Pong essence blood, you used the True Spirit Transformation...]

This essence and blood was given by the ancestor Heizhou.

"Come on, let me see the real speed!"

The golden-winged roc had bright eyes, and the golden feathers resonated with time and space, and their whole body seemed to have turned into a quantum state.

"Supernatural powers·The golden light of the sky!"

The top escape magic power that has disappeared for countless years has reappeared in the light of heaven.

At this moment, a golden light flew in front and a sword light chased behind.

In a moment, hundreds of thousands of miles were approaching the speed of light.

"How is that possible?" Yan Ming Jie Zun's face changed slightly.

He only thought Lu Chenzhou's transformation was the form of a illusionized true spirit, but he did not know that he could still master the true spirit's innate power.

Under the state of supernatural powers, the essence and blood of Jinpeng are quickly consumed.

Lu Chenzhou took this opportunity to turn into a light and kill the Master of Yanming Realm.

"It's useless!" The Master of Yanming Realm raised his sword to block it, and Bi Fang's divine fire turned into a flame world to surround him.

The barrier formed by the divine sword is the third step, and it will take a long time to break it.

Boom! The golden penis hit the world of flames, rippling around the circles.

"See or not, this is the method of the gods, and you mortals will never be able to reach it."

Yan Ming slashed at Jin Peng with a backhand, consuming a lot of original divine blood.

Jin Peng grabbed the sword with his claws, but was cut off with a sting.
To be continued...