Heavenly God Mnemonic

But after Zhuang Quan had the sword, his face changed and he turned around in surprise.

I saw Yang Qingxuan being split apart, just an afterimage, his real body instantly appeared ten feet away, falling on the ground and sliding back several feet.

Yang Qingxuan's face was pale, and there was a very deep bloodstain on his chest. It was obvious that he had been chopped off, and his injury was not light.

Zhuang Quan stared at him, and said coldly: "Life and death are broken?"

He sneered and said, "Your kid is very lucky, but you won't be so lucky next time."

Zhuang Quan held the knife in both hands, and a black aura diffused, which was exactly the starting style of "hanging slash". And the energy in him is constantly recovering.

The entire hall was under the pressure of this sword, and everyone's complexion changed drastically.

Yang Qingxuan's figure flashed, and hurriedly landed beside Mo Ting, saying, "What should I do now?"

Mo Ting said: "Santu Black Knife is a holy artifact. Even if it is an imitation, it is earth-shattering, and it is by no means comparable to an ordinary element. Moreover, the imitation of this imitation in Ye Sheng's hand is almost 50 or 60 percent simulation, let alone too heavenly. At the pinnacle, even the emperor will be killed. In this trial land, I am afraid that he is already invincible."

Yang Qingxuan said in shock: "So, you can only wait to die?"

Mo Ting smiled bitterly: "If my five-light glazed glaze realm can still exert its power, it may be able to block the black sword. I didn't pass the complete five-light glazed glaze realm to you, not because I was afraid of divine powers. It is you alone. If I use it, it will be difficult for me to hide the clone, I am afraid that you will find it long ago."

Yang Qingxuan said anxiously: "What's the use of saying this now? Think of a way to survive."

Mo Ting looked ashamed and said, "I have limited abilities, I really can't think of a way, I can only wish you good luck."

Yang Qingxuan: "..."

The rest are even more desperate.

Suddenly, a little green light appeared on the ground in front of Zhuang Quan, and it circled the ground at a very fast speed, and directly drew a circle to surround Zhuang Quan.

There are continuous arcs jumping out of that green light, which contains extremely powerful field energy.

Zhuang Quan's face changed drastically, and he felt that his whole body was horrified, and all the sword energy was suppressed in the aperture and could not spread out.

But everyone in the hall relaxed physically and mentally, and the pressure of awe-inspiring despair dissipated.

"who is it?!"

Zhuang Quan screamed, and the black knife in his hand flashed as he was about to cut it out. However, he found his arm stagnated and was bound by a circle of electric lights.

At some point, there was a circle of cyan electric light on his body, strangling him like a snake, entangled his limbs, making him unable to move.

"Thunderbolt!"

Lei Jun sat on the ground in the distance, with blood covering the corners of his mouth and body. He looked at the thunder in shock, and his eyes burst with excitement.

"Is it from Thunder Ancient Realm?" Zhuang Quan's face sank, and he said coldly: "If there is a kind, come out, don't be sneaky, this level of thunder restraint technique can't suppress me at all!"

He pinched the tactics with one hand, and a large amount of black energy gushed out of his body, turning into slices of light blades, cutting off the green light that was tied to his body. Then the black knife flicked and slashed straight out!

"Boom!"

The thunder light circling the ground around him was swept away by the sword air, turning into countless shattered thunders, which exploded in the air with a "crack".

"Dead!" Zhuang Quan's pupils shrank and swept through the air sharply, then the black knife rushed in and plunged straight into the thunder.

"boom!"

The black knife stabbed at a point in the space, bursting out a large number of blades and lightning. Under the blade of the black knife, a cyan disc appeared directly, which was like a shield to block the knife without any weakness.

The thunder pattern on the shield was disillusioned, and countless thunder rays were outlined into a complicated formation, turning slightly, exuding stalwart brilliance.

Yang Qingxuan was taken aback, his pupils widened, and he saw another sacred artifact!

And he also has one of this imitation, it is Xiao Wanlei magneto-optical disc!

"Who are you?!" Zhuang Quan asked viciously with a cold light in his eyes.

In front of Xiao Wanlei's magneto-optical disc, a figure suddenly appeared, pinching his hands on the magneto-optical disc, countering the black knife.

"Hey, it doesn't matter who I am. The important thing is that you have killed too many people." The man's long hair fluttered and a sneer sneered from the corner of his mouth.

Lei Jun struggled to stand up from the ground, and said excitedly: "Ancestor, Ancestor Lei Zhan!"

"Well, I'm Lei Zhan, I can't think that someone in the clan remembers me." The man carefully looked at Lei Jun, and sighed with emotion.

"Pump!" Lei Jun immediately knelt down and squatted his head and said: "My ancestor, I am your direct great-great-grandson Lei Jun, I have seen ancestors!" Respectfully knocked his head a few times.

"What? Are you my direct descendant?" Lei Zhan was shocked, then exulted: "Are you Lei Lun or Lei Yuan's descendant?"

Lei Jun respectfully said: "I am Lei Yuan's great-grandson, the grandson of the ancestor."

"Haha, okay, okay! So, you are my fifth-generation direct descendant!" Lei Zhan was a little excited, his long hair swinging along with his robe.

Lei Jun said: "The grandson came here this time just to look for the ancestors. Unexpectedly, the ancestors are really still alive, and it is difficult for the grandson to be so happy.

Lei Zhan laughed and said: "Haha, good, very good! You are very filial, and I saw you just now, and the talent is also very high, I am very happy."

Lei Jun said: "I don't know why the ancestors appeared here, what's going on here?"

Lei Zhan said: "This is a long story, I will talk to you slowly when I have time."

Zhuang Quanhan said: "Have you talked enough? It's really a person from the Thunder Ancient Realm, how could he appear in the White Tiger Palace?"

Lei Zhan smiled slightly and said, "Ye Sheng, don't mess around."

Zhuang Quan was furious and reprimanded: "Presumptuous! What kind of thing do you dare to talk to me like this? Others are afraid of you Thunder Ancient Realm, I am not afraid!"

Lei Zhan smiled and said: "I know you are not afraid, but this is not what I said to you, but the person asked me to say it to you."

Zhuang Quan trembled, and even the black knife was a little unstable, and said in shock: "That person...who is...where?!"

Lei Zhan said: "Who is that person, do you still use me to say it?"

Zhuang Quan's eyes kept showing surprise, and said angrily: "If he wants to tell me, why doesn't he come by himself?"

Lei Zhan said: "He is not free."

Zhuang Quan said coldly: "If he doesn't come by himself, I won't believe it. Besides, I'm just killing a few people. What kind of nonsense?"

Lei Zhan sighed: "He doesn't care how many people you kill. But this time, the matter is big, and you must understand that he won't let you do it."

Zhuang Quanhan said: "Well? Humph, if I really want to be bullshit, can he suppress me now?"

Lei Zhan snorted: "Ye Sheng, do you overestimate yourself? Why do you need him to suppress you? I'm all alone."

"What if I were to be added?" Ye Wusha stared at Lei Zhan and said with a gloomy face.

Lei Zhan said contemptuously: "I don't seem to be alone? There are still sixty or seventy people here, and you really think that with the two of you, can you open the channel to Yinwu Palace?"