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Hearing Ren Jing's sarcasm, Ren Qingying's eyes condensed suddenly, and then she hurriedly shouted.

"Rewind!"

Ren Jing was taken aback.

Immediately, he sneered and responded: "The saint doesn't need to worry. Today is the heaven and earth, no one can save him."

As he spoke, the Optimus Demon Pillar was already engulfing the monstrous demon power and converged with the Purple Extreme Thunder Sword.

"boom!"

At the moment of the collision, time and space seemed to stagnate for a short time.

The terrifying waves of destruction, pouring crazily from the Eight Desolate Sacred Demon Pillars, also made Ren Jing's expression even more ridiculous.

What can Luo Wushu do to survive?

But in the next instant, Ren Jing's gaze suddenly condensed.

He was shocked to see that the Purple Extreme Sky Thunder Sword had not been crushed and crushed under the Eight Desolate Sacred Demon Pillar.

On the contrary, it swept a wave of unexpected fluctuations.

"How can it be?"

Ren Jing yelled angrily, with an unbelievable expression in his hideous eyes.

Obviously, the Purple Extreme Sky Thunder Sword didn't seem to possess such a powerful force.

"Crack!"

On the Eight Desolate Sacred Demon Pillar, a crack emerged, and it spread quickly, making Ren Jing's pupils completely solidified there.

This is not equal, but he is invincible.

"Frog at the bottom of the well!"

Luo Wushu let out a faintly ironic voice.

Ren Qingying had already reminded Ren Jing, but unfortunately, he still lost on his own conceit.

So now, Ren Jing will retreat irrevocably.

A loud rumbling sound swept through, and the Eight Desolate Sacred Demon Pillar completely burst open.

But Ziji Heavenly Thunder Sword continued to punish Ren Jing.

Ren Jing was shocked, his figure turned into a cloud of black light, turning to the side to avoid.

However, the Purple Pole Heavenly Thunder Sword was like a thunder light, and it was as fast as it was extreme.

"Luo! Nothing! Book!"

A voice came out at this moment, it was the cold voice from Ren Qingying's mouth.

I saw that at this moment, the sky and the earth were surging.

Ren Qingying's golden tongue was full of golden lotus, with sound waves constantly spitting out of her mouth, causing the space to fall into a frantic tremor.

"What a terrifying voice!" In Jiuyou City, countless people were shocked.

They had never thought that sound could be turned into such a terrifying means of killing.

So, doesn't it mean that as long as Ren Qingying is willing, she can easily wipe out Jiuyou City in the midst of talking and laughing.

Luo Wushu's spirit was also shocked at this moment, instinctively feeling solemn.

The sound wave came out, it made people feel like thousands of swords, iron horses, golden horses, swallowing thousands of miles like tigers, turning the universe upside down, and the mountains and rivers shattered.

"Zheng!"

Many terrifying sound waves bombarded the Purple Extreme Sky Thunder Sword, causing it to tremble violently.

It also made Ren Jing, who should have been unavoidable, seized this short moment and escaped by a fluke.

Ren Jing's figure, embarrassed by the rain, beside Ren Qingying, the rest of her life said: "Thank you Saintess!"

"Remind you to retire, why don't you listen?" Ren Qingying glanced at Ren Jing indifferently.

No one saw that at this moment, her face under the veil was pale with a touch of horror.

With her cultivation base, it is naturally impossible for her to use such a method to resist the power of the immortal without paying any price.

Ren Jing lowered his head slightly, admitting his mistake and said: "I just thought that the little animal must die."

Ren Qingying snorted coldly, "He understands the Immortal Principles of the Sword, and he has many extraordinary methods in his own right. With a combat power, he is afraid that he can be unafraid of any mid-level supreme realm. Whatever you take, he will definitely die."

Although he was an enemy, Ren Qingying, who had a higher eye, had to admire Luo Wushu's enchanting evildoer.

"The Immortal of the Sword?" Ren Jing lost his voice in horror, and there was an uproar in his heart.

It's no wonder that Luo Wushu's sword is so strong that it is so terrifying, it turns out that he has comprehended the fairy rule of the sword.

However, he is only in the heavenly realm!

A slight muffled sound came from Ren Qingying's mouth, causing Ren Jing's heart to sink again.

If it weren't for him, where would the saint be hurt.

"Then now, what should I do?" Ren Jing suddenly felt a little grateful, and the saint appeared in person to deal with Luo Wushu.

Otherwise, he is probably already dead.

Ren Qingying said solemnly: "Although I don't want to accept it, I have to admit that we have failed again."

Ren Jing: "..."

At this time, the four foreign evil races still fighting against Mo Fan Yaoyue, when they heard the other side of the two, their hearts also sank suddenly.

Feel unacceptable.

They spent so much time and energy just to lead Luo Wushu to come to Tianluoyu and kill them.

However, it failed again.

So what kind of strong man must be sent to deal with Luo Wushu?

Is it a high-ranking powerhouse?

"Fighting with Laozi, still want to be distracted?" Mo Fan's indifferent voice came out.

I saw the Slaughter Heaven Sword engulfing a wave of horror that had never appeared before, punishing the powerhouse of the Three Kingdoms.

"laugh!"

An astonishing collision erupted, and in the next instant, the Slaughter Heaven Sword penetrated the body of the powerful Three Realms of the King, sweeping waves of destruction.

"No..." The screams of the third king's mouth, however, it was too late.

And all this is just between electric light and flint.

Even though Ren Qingying is in its heyday, she may not have time to perform a sonic offensive to relieve her danger.

"Little beast!"

The Four Realms of the Sealed King who fought alongside him roared and roared, and his expression became more and more ferocious.

Together, not only failed to kill Mo Fan, but Mo Fan seized the opportunity and took the lead in solving one.

This is no different than a shame.

"Don't worry, it will be you soon!"

Mo Fan responded indifferently, with magical power on his body. After solving one, he became more confident.

"Damn!" On the other side, the same gloomy angry voice sounded.

Yaoyue also seized the short chance of being distracted, and burst out a killer move.

Although he didn't succeed in slaying a king of three realms, he also succeeded in taking a heavy blow, making his breath become very wilting.

"Retreat!" Ren Qingying shouted in a low voice.

However, at this moment, where would Mo Fan and Yaoyue give each other a chance to retreat.

Taking advantage of his illness and killing him is an eternal truth.

The fierce battle remains.

At this time, Luo Wushu's eyes fell on Ren Qingying with a bit of rare dread.

This kind of jealousy had never appeared in Ren Jing, who was in the Five Realms of the King.

"It's worthy of being a saint of the evil race outside the territories, she actually has magical powers in her body." Luo Wushu said.

After stepping into the fairyland, the general martial arts can hardly exert one's strength at all.

Thus, the emergence of supernatural powers.

The art of supernatural powers is unpredictable, and its power is far from being comparable to martial arts.

However, practicing supernatural powers is not an easy task.

There are a lot of powerful people who stepped into the fairyland, after all the hardships, obtained a magical power, but finally fell on top of the practice.

However, if Ren Qingying could master the magical powers early, how could he not let Luo Wushu be jealous?