Chapter 1741

In the middle stage of the true God, the God can interweave this space, which is extremely powerful. It closes every corner around the forest sky and presses down on the forest sky.

Lin Tian does not retreat, and the five thunders strike the sky formula is displayed. With this kind of thunderbolt technique combined with the two Yi steps, the speed suddenly soars. He forcibly avoids the divine power of zihuaikong and continues to rush towards the altar.

Zihuaikong was moved by Lin Tian's speed, but at the next moment, her expression became indifferent again. She gave a cold hum and stopped Lin Tian with a flash of her body. She fell down on Lin Tian again with the seal of Shenneng.

Roaring, the space trembles in ten directions, which is affected by the medium-term power of the true God, like fragile glass, inch by inch.

Even though Lin tiandang knew that it was hard to avoid with speed, he gritted his teeth and used the five thunder heaven shaking formula to the limit. All kinds of other treasures unfolded together. The light of sword and fist rolled like waves, bombarding zihuaikong from the front.

"You are not weak, but you are not an opponent!"

Purple bosom empty indifference way.

"Whoosh!"

The sound of breaking the air rang out. The purple spirit moved at this time and rushed to the altar without the border protection.

"You think I didn't notice you?" Zihuaikong opened his mouth and his voice was indifferent. Shaking off his hand was a divine light falling on the purple spirit. He banged the purple spirit and said, "now I won't kill you. Your life will be dedicated to your ancestors. It's your duty."

The purple Spirit fell in the distance, bleeding in his mouth, but his eyes still fell on the altar in the distance. He never looked at purple huaikong. Now, what she cares about is the life of ziyue.

"Boom!"

Lin Tian's eyes burst out with fright and anger. The divine light outside his body became more intense, shaking the sky. When all kinds of divine arts and ancient scriptures reached the limit, the immortal threatened people and pressed the purple sky.

At the same time, the purple spirit struggled to stand up and rushed to the altar again, faster than just now.

"Just lie down and don't make trouble of yourself."

Purple bosom empty raises a hand, is a divine light to throw toward purple spirit again.

Lin Tian steps forward and appears at the side of the purple spirit with great speed. He splits up the light pressure of the God with reincarnation.

"Do you still have air traffic control?"

Purple huaikong's voice sounded again, in the moment when Lin Tian blocked the magic light for the purple spirit, a large number of mischievous mischief mixed with divine power directly pressed down.

This time, Lin Tian could not avoid, only had time to hold up a defensive light curtain, and then protected the purple spirit behind him with his own body.

The next moment, the killing awn mixed with divine power directly fell on him, instantly smashed his defense light curtain, made his chest burst, blood splashed, and with the purple spirit behind him, he flew a hundred feet away to stabilize his body. The blood flowed from his chest, overflowed from his mouth, and his cheeks became a little pale.

"Brother!"

The purple spirit trembles slightly. She is protected by Lin Tianhu. She is not hurt, but it's very hard to see Lin Tianhu suffer a big wound.

"It's OK. Don't worry."

Lin Tian shakes his head, the sun Nirvana operation, fast repair body.

At this time, a slight groan sounded. In front of the altar, it seemed that the boundary on the periphery of the altar had been destroyed. The breath of life opened a gap in ziyue's eyes, and then it seemed to feel a very familiar breath. With difficulty, he saw Lin Tian and the purple spirit.

"Sister..."

Her voice was weak, and there was not much light in her eyes. After she uttered these two words, she felt as if she had no strength for a moment and then began to speak.

The purple spirit is bleeding in his mouth. Watching the purple moon on the altar wake up, he feels that the breath of life of the purple moon is passing away. He directly moves again and rushes towards the altar at a faster speed. At the same time, he says to the purple Moon: "don't be afraid of the purple moon, we will save you, you will be OK! It's going to be all right! "

Purple bosom air cold hum, raise a hand is a divine light, fall on the purple spirit body, when about to sweep the purple spirit flying, blood splashed in the air.

On the altar, the glory in ziyue's eyes became lighter. Looking at this scene, she trembled: "elder sister..."

She has almost no strength, and now it is difficult to continue to make a sound after she cries out a word.

"Save her? How to talk about saving? It's her honor to come here voluntarily and contribute to the return of her ancestors! "

Purple bosom empty indifference way.

Lin Tian takes two steps and catches the purple spirit. With the help of nirvana of the sun, he helps the purple spirit to repair the injured body and stabilize it in a twinkling of an eye.

"Boom!"

More powerful breath surged out of his body, the original magic weapon showed up, interwoven with purple Hongmeng light, sacred and dignified, there were strands of thunder light interwoven outside, the breath was extremely frightening.

"Dog thing!"

With a whoosh, he rushed out directly. With anger and chill, the immortal pagoda, which is comparable to a real magic soldier, fell towards zihuai air.

"Ha!"

"Ha!"

"Ha!"

Void, inch by inch annihilation.

"What is this?"

"Hongmeng, mother spirit! How could it be so thick? "

"Is this tower forged by Hongmeng Tianjing?"

For a moment, all the nine goblins on the altar were shocked.

At the same time, zihuaikong in the middle period of the true God was also moved. It never occurred to Lin Tian that he had a treasure soldier forged by Hongmeng Tianjing. The value of such treasure soldiers was immeasurable!

"Good! Great! You have such holy things in your heart

His eyes were full of spirit, and he burst out stronger divine power and pressed against Lin Tian. At the same time, he transformed the Shenguang's handprint mixed with Shinto, and forcibly grabbed the Xiandi pagoda, obviously to seize the pagoda.

At the same time, he called the Immortal King's spear with the skill of controlling troops, and interweaved all kinds of divine lights to kill the awn, like the Milky way.

This kind of power has to be said to be very terrible. Zihuaikong, the strong man in the middle of the true God, shakes hard. The big hand seal of the divine light is broken, and the divine body shakes. However, in the next moment, the God he exudes will become stronger, and all kinds of precious lights will show up and fall down mercilessly towards Lin Tian again.

"Bang!"

Lin Tian's body trembles and his mouth bleeds.

However, the golden awn outside his body becomes stronger. The Xiandi pagoda shakes the sky, and all kinds of magic skills are almost like destroying the world. Shengsheng keeps zihuaikong at his side.

"Xiao Zi, take ziyue with you now!"

His mouth is bleeding, but his eyes are extremely cold.

The purple spirit nodded and rushed to the altar.

Zihuaikong raised her hand and waved it to the purple spirit with divine light, but she was stopped by Lin Tian in a flash.

"I really think you can hold me down!"

The voice of zihuaikong is cold, and the divine power outside the body becomes stronger. Lin Tian's body keeps shaking and bleeding in his mouth.

Lin Tian didn't say anything. With a bang, a small number of belief forces gushed out together in the Xiandi tower and turned into a sea of belief, which covered the purple huaikong.