Chapter 1330 Sequence Collapse, Interesting Thing

After doing all this, I was already dripping with cold sweat.

It seems to have walked from a life-and-death moment.

Yang Qingxuan looked at Lan Ningxu with complicated eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Thank you." After a pause, he asked again: "Your infinite copy, is it Tan..."

With a smile on the corner of Lan Ningxu's mouth, he nodded and said, "Yeah, of course, otherwise where would I get this soul weapon?"

"Ah, damn it!"

Yang Qingxuan was furious, and the gratitude in his heart disappeared instantly. Anger and murderous aura burst out in his eyes, wishing he could punch Lan Ningxu's wickedly smiling face with one punch.

Lan Ningxu smiled and said: "I excavated this martial spirit from a declining lower continent, cultivated it, and finally restored the 'infinite replication'. Isn't this a great contribution to human martial arts? Such a contribution, It's no big deal to sacrifice some minions."

Yang Qingxuan said angrily: "One day, you will pay the price for your indulgence!"

"Oh?" Lan Ningxu smiled and said, "I really want to see that day come, maybe it will be very interesting."

Yang Qingxuan was at a loss for words, but didn't know how to reply.

Faced with Lan Ningxu, he had just saved him once, but neither hit nor scolded him. And what's worse, he can't beat the opponent at all.

Yang Qingxuan was stunned for a while, a little dazed.

"Magic stone! Magic stone! My magic stone!"

When Zhong Jie saw that the magic stone was gone, he ran like crazy, jumped up, grabbed the sword and slashed it down!

The saber qi spread out, but the surrounding devil qi was sucked in. Red lines lit up on the magic knife, as bewitching as blood, and it slashed down with endless killing intent.

Lan Ningxu raised his hand, and the soul light emerged from behind, condensing the phantom of Yan Jun.

"Mingshan Liaohui!"

Yan Jun's arm swelled several times, bursting out terrifying energy, and with a punch, a red fist glow poured out like fire.

"Boom!" The sword light slashed on that punch, cutting all the space to pieces, and black cracks continued to spread under the knife.

But he can't regret Yan Jun's power at all, no matter how hard it is to advance an inch.

The madness in Zhong Jie's eyes also gradually became sober with the disappearance of the magic stone, and the frantic emotions in his body continued to fade after the blade light was cut out.

Soon, Zhong Jie's heart was shaken violently, and his xinxing was instantly restored.

The four black pupils shrank at the same time, calmly staring at Yan Jun under the knife, and at Lan Ningxu opposite, showing a suspicious and dignified expression.

"interesting."

Zhong Jie resumed his aloof and domineering demeanor, and said coldly.

But the magic knife in his hand didn't restrain itself, on the contrary, it pressed harder, and the red light continued to shatter under Yan Jun's palm.

Lan Ningxu, as a thousand-strong warrior, was little-known, but Zhong Jie was amazed by his strength, so he intentionally strengthened the power of the sword, trying to test out the depth of Lan Ningxu.

But no matter how he improved his strength, he could only partially dissolve the soul power of "Yan Jun", but could not repel it, so his expression changed drastically.

"The fun is just beginning."

Lan Ningxu smiled lightly, but her face turned pale.

When I first performed yesterday's reappearance, I consumed too much real energy, and this body couldn't bear it anymore.

"Interesting thing?"

Both Zhong Jie and Yang Qingxuan frowned.

Especially Yang Qingxuan, he knew that Lan Ningxu would never say this for no reason, he must be referring to something.

At this moment, there was a bronze roar from the ground.

"Rumble!"

It was the sound of bronze cracking!

"how so?!"

Zhong Jie was horrified, the spiritual pressure from his sword glow and Lan Ningxu's palm strength was stirring all around, tearing the hall apart!

"Impossible! This hall itself... is a semi-holy artifact!"

Zhong Jie yelled in horror, his face was dull.

Lan Ningxu smiled and said, "What about semi-holy artifacts? Even holy artifacts are broken. But don't underestimate yourself, you are great."

"cut!"

Zhong Jie naturally didn't believe Lan Ningxu's nonsense, but it was an indisputable fact that the hall was in a state of collapse.

"Boom!"

The spirit pressure of the two confronting each other burst out, tearing the ground apart again.

Countless demonic energy gushed out from the cracks in the ground, turning into strange magical light, illuminating the dark hall into a gloomy and gloomy color.

Everyone convulsed, and finally they could see the scene in the palace clearly.

The nebula-like formation sequence is losing control and is in the process of collapsing and disintegrating. The impregnable bronze hall is already full of cracks.

"The temple... is going to collapse?"

Everyone was horrified, seeing countless demon spirits floating in the hall, all panicking and scurrying around, making loud "croaking" noises.

Yang Wuxin glanced coldly across the hall, and shouted: "Lu Yifan, Xu Weilong, Feng Yanran, Xiao Suyang, Dongfang Ying!"

In a flash, Lu Yifan appeared behind Yang Wuxin, staring at the confrontation between Zhong Jie and Lan Ningxu, showing shock and fear.

Afterwards, two figures came flashingly and landed behind Yang Wuxin at the same time, it was Xu Weilong and Feng Yanran. The condition and complexion of the two of them are very good, their bodies are covered with magic patterns, and they don't look like they have just been seriously injured at all.

Yang Wuxin said in shock: "You..."

Xu Weilong clasped his fists and said, "Boss, although we failed to accept the inheritance, the devil blood in our bodies was completely activated. We have gained great benefits from the energy riot of Motu just now. Both Feng Yanran and I have gone one step further and stepped into the divine world." It’s only one step away from reaching the extreme realm.”

Feng Yanran showed a cold expression on her face, proudly raised her chin, and restored her graceful demeanor.

"Haha, good, good!"

Yang Wuxin grinned ferociously, staring at Xiao Suyang lying on the ground in the distance, motionless, probably dead.

Now that he is dead, he is too lazy to take care of it.

As for Dongfang Ying, after being chopped off by Shi Yuyan, she disappeared without a trace.

Xu Weilong said: "Boss, what should we do now?"

Yang Wuxin stared at the few people in the center of the hall, and said in a deep voice: "Don't act rashly, wait for the opportunity. Let them fight dog and dog for a while, and then we will come out to clean up the mess."

"it is good!"

Xu Weilong responded, this is indeed the best strategy.

Now that the hall is crumbling, no one knows what will happen next.

"boom!"

Zhong Jie didn't care about confronting Lan Ningxu any more, he retracted the magic knife in a flick, shielded it in front of him, and then swept his divine sense in all directions.

Not only the ground, but also the bronze walls on all four sides, and even the dome began to show large-scale cracks.

The thirty-six bronze golems all showed mournful faces, and the bronze on their bodies also peeled off and disintegrated piece by piece.

At this moment, a little bit of fluorescent light emerged from the cracked ground, like fireflies in the dark night, and like stars in the sky, shining with breathtaking brilliance.

"That is……!"

Yang Qingxuan turned his golden eyes and looked into the cracks in the ground. Every bit of light seemed to contain full power.

Suddenly, with a sound of "swish", a little glow seemed to be activated, shot out of the abyss on the ground, and went straight to the main hall, and a powerful ancient sound followed.

Haohaotangtang, like thousands of troops and horses crossing time and space.