"Come together!"

Guan Hai did not rely on Da Da, and joined hands with Xie Xuan to attack Qin Qiong.

Boom!

But before he could get closer, Qin Qiong raised his hand and was struck by thunder.

This powerful thunder, comparable to the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, cut off half of the surrounding mountains in a few roars.

"cut!"

Guan Hai cut it off with one strike.

Instantly, boom!

The magic knife shattered the space, and the blade carried all kinds of terrifying power and pressed towards Qin Qiong.

At the same time, a golden light shot out quickly.

That is Xie Xuan and his Golden Sword of Destruction.

The golden sword was like a stream of light, appearing in front of Qin Qiong in the blink of an eye.

bite!

The next second, the golden sword pierced a golden shield made of condensed metal energy, making a harsh impact sound.

Bang!

Then the golden shield turned into a giant fist, and Xie Xuan was knocked back by accident.

And in mid-air.

The majestic bloody sword met the thunder in the sky.

Under Qin Qiong's control, the thunder in the sky turned into countless chains and bound the blood knife tightly.

Although the sharp sword energy cut off the thunder chains one by one, the thunder in the sky seemed to be endless.

This is a duel between Thunder and Blood Knife. For a while, there was no winner between the two!

"This general doesn't believe it!"

Xie Xuan's heart ignited with anger

He found that he had no advantage at all when facing this Qin Qiong.

This does not mean that he is weaker than Qin Qiong, but that his underworld energy is restrained by Qin Qiong.

Even the powerful Poliang Golden Sword, its power has been reduced.

So he roared angrily: "Wangchuan!"

In an instant, a huge Lethe River was pulled out of hell by him.

This was only a small section of the Endless River of Forgetfulness, but after it arrived, it became a behemoth.

The blood-yellow river water shocked everyone else's minds as soon as they took a look at it.

Boom!

Wangchuan roared and swallowed Qin Qiong inside.

Qin Qiong only felt that time and space had turned, and the next second he appeared on the edge of a bridge.

A blood-red stone stands at the head of the bridge.

He took a closer look and saw that what was reflected on it was his entire life.

From descending to the ruling divine general, from conquering the Song Dynasty to slaying demons in Leizhou, then dying in Longzhou and becoming a guardian spirit, and finally falling into Wangchuan...

The scene on the stone changed quickly, but at this moment he felt that everything was just like yesterday.

But just when he wanted to move forward, a strange energy rushed into his mind, making him feel enlightened.

"It's actually a bewitchment!"

He came to his senses and roared.

"break!"

I saw that with one shot, the stone that was replaying his life was shattered into pieces.

The Wangchuan River, which was so close at first, also disappeared in an instant.

Qin Qiong's strength is so strong that even when Xie Xuan came to Wangchuan River, he was not trapped!

Boom!

But at this moment, when Qin Qiong had just escaped from the Wangchuan River.

The huge bloody knife roared in!

"die!"

While Xie Xuan was holding Qin Qiong back, Guan Hai cut off the thunder in the sky. The Blood Prison Soul-Severing Sword slashed at Qin Qiong with boundless power!

At this moment, the world stopped.

It was as if this sword was really going to send Qin Qiong into hell.

roar!

At the critical moment, the remaining golden dragon of national destiny roared out.

The huge dragon power instantly knocked the Blood Prison Soul-Severing Sword away.

Although it was defeated and fled from the Anbei Protectorate, after such a long period of cultivation, its strength has once again set foot in the realm of the divine platform.

The power of the national destiny is earth-shattering!

"Bang!"

The huge power sent Guan Hai flying back.

His hands were numb, and the Blood Hell Soul-Severing Knife in his hands had become sluggish.

The Blood Prison Soul-Severing Knife is just a magic knife after all. It can restrain the power of national destiny, and at the same time, the power of national destiny can also cause double damage to it!

"Hehe! Hehe!"

Feeling the surging power in his body, he saw that Guan Hai and Xie Xuan couldn't break through his defense even if they joined forces.

At this time, Qin Qiong finally smiled with peace of mind.

Today he was not only able to block Guan Hai and Xie Xuan, he was even able to kill them both here!

"The future of the Tang Empire must be protected by my own prince!"

While roaring fiercely, he actually took the initiative to attack Xie Xuan.

At this time, the huge golden dragon of national luck was entrenched on his head and became his solid patron saint!

"court death!"

Seeing Qin Qiong approaching, Xie Xuan's face showed crazy murderous intent.

Think you are easy to bully? Then give it a try!

For him, sometimes the gap between the initial stage of the stage and the stage of the stage is not a chasm!

"Baili Wangchuan!"

He burned his own essence and blood, and his strength continued to rise.

In an instant, the Wangchuan River that was originally pushed back by Qin Qiong appeared again. Only this time, the Wangchuan River at the beginning became the Baili Wangchuan River today.

The breath emanating from the river made the entire world dark and depressing.

The vegetation dries up and all life becomes extinct!

The next second, Baili Wangchuan opened his bloody mouth and swallowed Qin Qiong.

At the same time, Guan Hai was also planning his own big move.

The bloody giant sword pierced the sky, and the originally broken space barrier became precarious.

Their strength is too strong.

Although they only have the strength of the first stage of Shentai, their attack power is no weaker than Qin Qiong of the middle stage of Shentai!

At this moment, the whole world is trembling under the power of the Forgotten River and the Blood Knife!

"snort!"

Qin Qiong, who was by the Wangchuan River, snorted coldly.

Looking at the familiar boulder, he stabbed it to pieces with another shot.

Only this time, he did not escape from the Wangchuan River. Instead, because of the shattering of the boulder, the evil spirits in the river roared towards him.

"A mere ghost!"

The golden gun in Qin Qiong's hand swept across.
To be continued...