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Luo Kuili hacked an anti-celestial mid-level Taoist **** and became more powerful. This crazy fight entered a white-hot level.

Nineteen ancient **** disciples such as Xiao Ye and Feng Ruoye, fighting with Luo Kui, flickered continuously, the universe collapsed wherever they went, and the entire Permian battlefield was trembling.

The scope of their fierce battles is getting larger and larger, almost all over the small half of the Permian battlefield.

Even if Xiao Ye and others tried their best, it was hard to see results.

Luo Kui's body undergoes a joint process and transforms in the years. No matter whether it is the bloodline of the seven-star ancient **** that urges the Dacheng, or the super Taoism supernatural power, it can't be shaken.

"Wing God Cut Five!"

"First cut!"

"Second cut!"

"Third cut!"

Luo Kui shouted, the avenue intertwined as a magic knife.

The same super magical power, the power in Luo Kui's hands has been sublimated, and the dreaded sword is open, as if it can split the vast battlefield.

Xiao Ye and other 19 disciples of ancient gods were besieged. They were shocked one after another and all of them were injured. They could not resist it at all.

On the other hand, those ordinary disciples of ancient gods also suffered heavy losses under the impact of disciples of wing gods.

The original number of about 40,000 was almost halved. Xiao Ye's third-level Zhenhao chaotic body was dragged down and could not be rescued at all.

boom!

With a loud noise, there was another mid-level Taoist **** who was defeated by Luo Kui with a sword.

"Yellow Brother Huang, also fell!"

Seeing this scene, Feng Ruoye and others were pale, and their expressions grew desperate.

Until now, there is almost no suspense.

"Continue to work hard, let alone us, even those ordinary ancient disciples must be robbed. At this time, we must make a choice..."

At the moment, Feng Ruo Ye, dressed in white, suddenly heard a low voice.

From the fierce battle to the present, his wear and tear is also extremely large, covered with purple blood, and even a crack in the eyebrow, and the war almost spread to the divine personality.

"Decision!"

As soon as this remark came out, the other seventeen gods against the heavenly median Dao God suddenly jumped in their hearts.

They naturally know what Fengruo Ye means.

They teamed up with Luo Kui and tried their best to make it difficult to see results. This was a hopeless showdown.

Rather than killing them, it is better to save them and save those ordinary ancient disciples, find a place to lurk down, and wait for the end of the battle of the Permian battlefield. In this way, there is still a glimmer of hope, which is better than the annihilation of the whole army.

At this time, naturally someone needs to stay to hold Luo Kui.

"Senior brothers, the Battlefield of the Dieki period has been opened to this day. Because of my sake, it has harmed many ancient **** disciples, so let me stay, you go back!"

"I will try my best to buy you time!"

At this moment, a figure suddenly swooped away, rushing towards Luo Kui.

That was Xiao Ye.

He was also extremely hit, and the origin of as many as 20,000 in his body was almost dim. Even the life armor on his body showed cracks.

The deprivation of the halberd and the magic flute have been broken.

In the past, if the ancient **** disciples and other ancient disciples came to help, he had already fallen tens of thousands of years ago.

This is great grace.

Faced with this situation now, he came out fearlessly.

"Brother Xiao Ye!"

Looking at Xiao Ye's back, Feng Ruoye, Mo Cha and other people's expressions changed slightly.

Staying to stop Luo Kui, this is no different from seeking death, but Xiao Ye did not turn back.

"Go!"

Feng Ruo Ye Ning stared at Xiao Ye's back, strong sorrow in his heart, and other anti-heaven-level median Taoist figures flashed away from the sky.

call out! call out! call out!

At this moment, Xiao Ye raised his palm and four purple flags flew out into the void, trapping Luo Kui in the middle.

Rumble!

With Xiao Ye's urging, the fuzzy marks on the four purple flags were stimulated, and the **** blood hit hundreds of millions of miles, turning into countless patterns, turning into the four treasure **** flag array, and looming towards Luo Kui.

Buzz! Buzz!

I saw that in the Sibao Divine Banner array, one hundred and twenty vague figures appeared one after another, and they all went towards Luo Kui.

From now on, Xiao Ye's control of the Four Treasure Gods Array is obviously better.

"Are ants also deliberately stopping Tianlong? This is not self-improvement, but sad." Looking at this scene, Luo Kui rumbling all over his body, shone beam after beam of blue light.

The one hundred and twenty obscure figures were torn apart by the blue light before they approached.

Afterwards, Luo Kui raised his fists and continually struck towards the void. The misty blood and monstrous anger were also dispelled.

The huge Sibao Divine Banner array was completely broken down. The four purple flags were all mourning, and they flew out in shock.

Now Luo Kui can completely defeat the Sibao God Banner.

Xiao Ye flew into a purple light, and he was desperately trying his best to stop Luo Kui and give the ancient disciples in the distance more time.

However, it still didn't work. He couldn't fight Luo Kui with ten close moves, and he was shocked again. The life armor on his body burst into a crackling sound, and turned into countless fragments, peeling off from him.

Even the purple crystals formed by the condensed blood of his body were cracked everywhere, and even the power of the seven-star ancient blood lineage was suppressed.

This is not a one-level contest at all.

"war!"

Xiao Ye repaired his injuries with the Avenue of Eternal Life, and saw his **** body zooming in quickly, showing the body of the ancient god, and his body's power soared, and he once again attacked Luo Kui.

"I'll see if you can stick to it."

Luo Kui shot coldly, the body of the ancient **** could not bear it at all, and was beaten away directly.

"Which of those humble ancient disciples are worth your hard work?"

"Since that is the case, then I will be in front of you, kill them first!"

Luo Kui's eyes flickered and looked not far away.

At this moment, Feng Ruoye and Mocha had already participated in the battle between the two large groups of disciples, resisting the impact of the disciples of Wing God and preparing to retreat with other ordinary disciples of ancient gods.

Whoo!

As soon as Luo Kui stepped on his feet, he was about to move around and he was ready to plunder for the massacre.

"I still have the power to fight!"

Xiao Ye shouted, his voice was cold, no tears, no sorrow, and now only one battle, frantically urged the five kinds of Chaos Avenue to the extreme, wanting to release its original power.

"Since you want to die, then I will solve you first!"

Luo Kui snorted, the chaotic **** wings behind him stretched out, like turning into a heavenly sword, directly slashing towards Xiao Ye.

Poof!

Without any suspense, Xiao Ye's defense was fragile and was directly crushed. The whole person was almost hacked, and the dignity of the personality appeared.

Xiao Ye almost fell, but he still strongly supported the **** body to stand up, stabilizing the **** body that was about to collapse.

"It's really tenacious!"

Seeing this scene, Luo Kui's expression was cold, and he was about to hit the killer, but suddenly he was shocked.

At this moment, the five chaotic avenues that flowed on Xiao Ye blended with each other, like the evolution of earth, water and wind, and reshaping of heaven and earth, forming a perfect balance, and looming a vitality.

"He, break through?"

Luo Kui's pupil shrank and his expression changed greatly.

(The first is here!)