Chapter 2343

"Little martial uncle, your talent is against the sky, but your ability to make trouble is also against the sky! But for the sake of martial uncle, I can't let these old guys hurt you!"

Liu Baiyi smiled calmly and stood side by side with Lingxiao. He looked indifferent and calm without the slightest fear.

Lingxiao and Liu Baiyi seemed to infect the people around them with their heroic demeanor, which made them look very strange and excited.

People always sympathize with the weak.

Although everyone thought that Lingxiao and Liu Baiyi would die today, they were secretly frustrated to see them fight back and face more than a dozen holy kings.

"Death! What about the seal of the emperor of heaven? The supreme treasure left by the emperor of heaven should not be left in the hands of scum like you. Give it to me!"

The ancestor of tianmantra sect sneered and said, a black Scepter in his hand bloomed a bright divine awn, which seemed to be a little uncertain. An ethereal and mysterious power filled the air, containing the extremely strange power of curse, and quietly spread towards Lingxiao and Liu Baiyi.

Curse scepter of tianmantra sect!

"Kill!"

The ancestor of spacetime Tianmen also had cold eyes and held a treasure tree with seven color divine awns. The mysterious veins appeared on the leaves, which made the void in the four directions tremble slightly, just like the ripples of space and time.

The seven treasures and wonderful trees of space-time Tianmen!

Boom!

The most frightening scene is an old man in the temple of destiny. He has white hair and beard, wears sackcloth and stands barefoot. He looks immortal, ethereal and mysterious.

But at the moment, there is an ancient sky wheel in his hand, slowly rotating, filled with endless chaotic light, as if an infinite world emerged, in which there are all kinds of spirits, as if all living things move with that ancient sky wheel.

This is the extreme emperor soldier of the temple of destiny, the wheel of destiny!

With the rotation of the wheel of fate, the vast and terrible power of fate broke out, pointing directly at the life grid of Lingxiao and Liu Baiyi, trying to completely destroy their life grid.

Curse scepter, qibaomiao tree and wheel of destiny!

Under the full outbreak of these three extreme emperor soldiers, more than a dozen holy kings and strong ones looked indifferent one by one, overflowing with killing opportunities, and made every effort to shoot at Lingxiao and Liu Baiyi!

Boom!

They were surrounded by endless wind and thunder, and the vast law of the road rose. Each blow had the power to destroy the sky and the earth, especially the three Jidao imperial soldiers. The vast Jidao imperial soldiers completely shrouded Lingxiao and Liu Baiyi, and wanted to turn them directly into powder.

Lingxiao and Liu Baiyi were all out, and their extreme combat power broke out one by one.

The wordless heavenly script provided endless power to Lingxiao, and the twelve day skill secret skill broke out under the blessing of the wordless heavenly script.

Lingxiao sacrificed the compass of years, and Liu Baiyi sacrificed the seal of the emperor of heaven. Both of them exuded an invincible sense of war and fought a fierce war with more than a dozen holy kings and powerful people!

At this moment, they both had the combat power of the holy king and were able to fight with these religious leaders at the peak of the world. The scene was extremely terrible.

The Lingxiao mountains are about to be destroyed by the afterwave. The battle of the holy king and the strong often destroys the sky and the earth.

They all knew that their destructive power was incomparably strong, so at the beginning of the war, they directly left the Lingxiao mountains and came to the extraterritorial starry sky.

Click!

A terrible fist print fell and directly blew a bright star into powder.

Bang!

The blazing blade swept all directions, and the broken star debris dissipated directly.

The stars swayed, the heaven and the earth shook, and every blow of the holy king and the strong had the power to destroy the sky and the earth. Around them, the laws of the road were intertwined, the power of the road was as vast as the sea, and the Divine Light Rose and surged, launching a peerless duel.

But they still found that Lingxiao and Liu Baiyi began to fall into the downwind slowly, like candles in the wind, as if they were going to lose at any time.

"Are Lingxiao and Liu Baiyi going to lose?"

Everyone could not help trembling in their hearts.

Although they had expected this result for a long time, it was still difficult for them to accept that they were about to win.

It's mainly because Lingxiao, the chosen son of heaven, has created too many miracles. They also want to see if Lingxiao can create more miracles.

But I'm afraid this war will disappoint them. Lingxiao is too young after all. Even relying on the power of wordless heavenly book and time compass, I'm afraid there's no way to win many holy kings!

"Hey, hey, I said, Lingxiao and Liu Baiyi will die!"

"Yes, from today on, the temple of the God of war will be erased!"

The jiuzhong imperial palace and the strong of the Chinese nation sneered that their two forces had suffered heavy losses. Although the holy king and ancestor arrived, all the five-day great saints died, and eight of the nine heavenly kings died. Rao is their deep heritage, but it is also unbearable. Therefore, they hate Lingxiao even more.

"Hasn't the palm teacher arrived yet?"

Xuewei's palm clenched, her phalanges were a little white, and her face was a little pale. She looked at the old woman behind her and asked.

"I'm afraid there's nothing you can do in this scene, even if it's a palm coach. Saint, you don't have to do this for him. He will die..."

The old woman behind Xuewei sighed.

"Shut up! The young master won't die!"

Xuewei rudely interrupted the old woman and said it seriously, like talking to the old woman or to herself.

"These old things are shameless! Do you really want to lose face when so many people besiege brother Lingxiao?"

Feng Qingyang looked at the scene of the war in front of him, and his face was also very ugly.

"If they wanted face, they wouldn't have today's things! Lingxiao... Won't die!"

Jin se said faintly. Although her face was still as cold as an iceberg and there was no emotional fluctuation, her fingers were trembling where others could not notice.

She is not as calm as she seems.

She's worried, too.

"Younger martial sister Jinse, don't worry! The God of war in white has gone to war, and the leader teacher must have come. At the moment, he should be hiding in the dark and ready to help at any time!"

Feng Qingyang looked at Jinse and comforted him.

But he also knows that his comfort may not be of any use. Lingxiao and Liu Baiyi are now facing more than a dozen holy kings. The divine light is vertical and horizontal in the extraterritorial starry sky, and the Jidao imperial soldiers collide. For such a war, one or two more holy kings have no impact on the overall situation.

Even Feng Qingyang is extremely pessimistic. I'm afraid Lingxiao is doomed today!