Fantasy One Second Billions Of Gods

The Taoist priest in Qingyi was not an idiot either. He walked over with a wry smile and stood behind the two of them.

"I have the highest level of cultivation, but with two dragons and one immortal platform, how can I possibly kill a real great sage!" Taoist Qing Yi has no confidence. The gap in strength is too big.

"Then take out all your trump cards, take a look, and compete to see who fights harder and who is more ruthless!"

He slowly pulled out a long sword that exuded the power of the desolate emperor, accompanied by a hint of kingly aura. It turned out to be a quasi-emperor's weapon that had been used by ancient kings, echoing the Sangmang Divine Spear.

Pointing to Zhao Haishan from afar.

"This sword is called Panhuang Cangsheng. It is the quasi-emperor's "Nine Six Three" weapon that truly matches my Heavenly Book of Creation!"

The Qingyi Taoist's eyes widened when he saw it. Is this the life of the rich? Two quasi-emperor weapons are really unimaginable!

Hua Yunfei secretly smiled in his heart, if I hadn't deceived him into a set of divine armor and three quasi-emperor weapons, I'm afraid your eyes would pop out.

Although Zhao Haishan is cautious, there are too many differences in realm after all.

Just like a three-year-old naughty boy holding a long knife in his hand, it looks dangerous but has no lethality. Their strength is simply not enough to exert the power of the long sword, and an adult can easily take it off.

"You can't tell that Young Master Yang is still a treasure-delivery boy!"

With a wave of his robe sleeves, Zhao Haishan rushed towards the three of them with a huge momentum. The first target was not Hua Yunfei, who was deeply awakened by the pain, but Yang Changan, who was enjoying the joy of the two emperors.

"It's okay if we go together, maybe we'll shower you with your blood, then this ancient star will be satisfied, and the inside will be opened!"

Shaking his head silently, Hua Yunfei drew out the Yecao Holy Sword and stabbed towards his left rib in a cunning manner.

The Taoist in green took a deep breath and pulled open his green robe, revealing a black hole as big as a fist on his chest. The surrounding Dao patterns overlap one another, surrounding this deep cave entrance, giving people a feeling of endless darkness.

As the Dao lines slowly come into contact, the air in this closed space suddenly begins to circulate, getting faster and faster, and getting sharper and sharper!

"What is this, an air purifier?" Hua Yunfei joked, making Taoist Qingyi roll his eyes.

Yang Changan frowned slightly: "Don't be embarrassed. I didn't expect that Qingyi's trump card was actually the Qimen Wind Point. No wonder he is so skilled in controlling the wind. I thought it was that fan!"

"Hey, if I don't have two brushes, how can I escape with my life in the hands of your champion?"

The Taoist in Qingyi was joking, but blood gurgled out of his seven orifices. He looked lazy, but in fact he was the most desperate one. If you don't make a move, it's fine. Once you make a move, all your cards will be revealed, and you will risk your life!

Feeling that the change in the air did not intensify, Hua Yunfei was wondering. Zhao Haishan's striking figure suddenly stopped and he coughed violently.

A large amount of blood foam, along with some tissue fragments, was spat out on the ground by Zhao Haishan.

Breathing like a bellows, Hua Yunfei couldn't help but look at the Qingyi Taoist. He actually cut Zhao Haishan's lungs silently!

Although he was unaware of it, it was extremely terrifying to be able to control the air in a great sage's body through his body-protecting energy!

"Don't think too much, I'm not that strong, I just did some tricks when he inhaled!"

The Taoist priest in Qingyi untied his hand seals and said, "Now that he is on guard, my move won't work. Unfortunately, the Great Sage's physique is also very terrifying. It can only make him uncomfortable. Although the impact is there, it does not seriously injure him!"

"Ah, you've done a great job. This move is too powerful. You'll suffer a loss if you're not careful!"

Hua Yunfei praised the Qingyi Taoist. He didn't notice the air flow at all. If this trick was used on himself... it might be of no use... After all, Hua Yunfei can use the Heaven Swallowing Demon Technique. His spiritual energy swallowed and absorbed.

A hoarse and difficult voice sounded: "You alone want to hit me hard?"

Holding back the pain of tearing his lungs, Zhao Haishan couldn't help vomiting blood after saying this. He quickly closed his mouth, used his true energy to wrap and repair his lungs, and did not dare to speak anymore.

Yang Changan would not give him any chance to breathe. The tip of the spear pointed directly at the center of his eyebrows, and the Cangsheng Sword in his left hand swept across the sky, vast and boundless.

Zhao Haishan raised his hands and tried to use his unique skill - mountain moving technique to deal with the two ungrateful juniors in front of him. But he forgot where he was. How could he shake this ancient star that shattered several spaces and fell into the dark realm?

The mountain didn't move, but I was staggered by the reaction force.

"What a good opportunity!" The Ye Cao Sword passed through a perfect shadow, came from behind, and stabbed Zhao Haishan first.

The latter was about to dodge, and the air around him seemed a bit heavier, but the Taoist priest in Qingyi was standing by to provide assistance. A green halo surrounds Hua Yunfei, making her speed even faster...

As soon as the blood light appeared, the Yecao Sword penetrated Zhao Haishan's ribs for about three and a half inches, and was tightly clamped by the true energy in his body.

No matter how Hua Yunfei mobilized the power of Kunpeng and Jiancao, it was still difficult to make any progress. Yang Changan's belated attack was blocked by Zhao Haishan, leaving two deep bloody wounds.

With cold and crazy eyes, Zhao Haishan was furious, and all the strength in his body boiled like a volcano.

The Taoist in green flew backwards from a distance, blood spurting out from his mouth. In an instant, before he had time to take back the spiritual power that controlled the air around Zhao Haishan, it was dispersed by the true energy he burst out.

The wind points on his chest were slightly cracked, and layers of Dao lines wrapped them tightly, refusing to let go. .