Gaowu Fantasy: My Talent Has No Limit

The elders of the Blood Yin Sect and Tian Sha Sect had a strange aura rising from their bodies, and wisps of black mist were burning violently like magic flames.

At this moment, everyone no longer retained their strength, and used all means to kill Chen Xuanlong here.

As long as Chen Xuanlong was beheaded, it would be more than enough to escape the ruins of this sect with the strength of his five people.

No matter how strong the sixth-order talisman is, as long as the space-time channel is closed in time, you can escape.

"boom!"

The big gun in Chen Xuanlong's hand suddenly stabbed out, and collided with the mighty spiritual energy tide. The world seemed to be silent, and everyone's ears seemed to be deaf. Nine Heavens God is like an explosion in the ears.

Some sect disciples with low strength had black eyes and bleeding from their seven orifices at this time, and they were actually shattered by this terrifying spiritual energy—the eardrums.

This kind of shocking battle is not something they can get involved in, and they will die if they touch it.

In an instant, the spiritual energy tide was shattered, and the elder of Yujianzong groaned suddenly.

The talisman sword he controlled was picked up by Chen Xuanlong's big spear and fell to the ground, what's more, it was broken and turned into a pile of fragments.

These talisman swords were all made by him through decades of sacrificial sacrifice with his own blood. They were expensive and indestructible.

But under Chen Xuanlong's majestic attack, it's hard to resist at all.

This simply makes one's scalp tingle, and the shocking soul seems to be torn apart.

How did this person cultivate, just by cultivating the power of qi and blood, he could unleash such a terrifying attack!

And just when the five great elders were terrified, they saw the sixth-order talisman puppet suddenly fall from the sky.

"boom!"

The sixth-order talisman puppet stretched out its pitch-black palm, and instantly collided with the big gun in Chen Xuanlong's hand.

An incomparably terrifying and overbearing shock wave spread crazily towards the surroundings.

The incomparably majestic wind was like a steel knife, tearing countless fine wounds from everyone's bodies.

And Chen Xuanlong's figure retreated abruptly, and unexpectedly retreated into the bronze mirror involuntarily, disappearing.

Seeing that the enemy in front of him suddenly disappeared, the sixth-order talisman puppet froze in place, not knowing why.

After all, he is a dead thing without any spiritual intelligence at all, unable to understand why the enemy in front of him disappeared.

But at this time, the elders of the five sects suddenly felt ecstatic.

...asking for flowers...

"It's time!"

The five great elders were like lightning, and their bodies went straight into the bronze mirror.

The sixth-order talisman puppet turned around and saw that all the enemies around him had disappeared, and immediately roared into the sky, and the sound shook for dozens of miles.

All the monstrous anger was poured on the rest of the sect disciples, and with a movement of the palm, the throat of a sect disciple was instantly cut.

With a slap of the palm, the head of a sect disciple was slapped into the chest cavity.

These Zongmen disciples have nowhere to escape [Despair can't help but appear on their faces.

Under such a situation, even the five great elders would retreat hastily, and Tianjiao has nothing to do here, so what can ordinary sect disciples like them do?

A sect disciple of Tiansha Sect suddenly let go in despair.

The weapon fell to the ground, and his figure was instantly swallowed by the wave of puppets.

In just an instant, the wave of talisman puppets on the top of the mountain was mighty, submerging everything, and everything disappeared.

And in the hall at this time.

Chu Yang's eyes were fixed suddenly, looking at the illusory bronze mirror, a majestic figure suddenly rushed out, holding a big gun, and a solemn and solemn look flashed across his face. .