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The second immortal Dharma appeared, and the LORD was even more ignorant. He had some doubts before, but now he can''t even doubt. Ask the world, who can create two kinds of immortal Dharma? Except fairy!
Hiss, hiss!!
The Lord took a deep breath and his fingertips trembled. He dared not start the great Jihad rashly.
WOW————————
The snowman mobilized by Ye QingHan turned the sky, cut off the curtain of heaven, covered the sky with his big hand, and pressed from the sky. All the ice trained into a piece of snow field broke, and the snow field sank for more than 1000 meters. Xia Jiulong kept dodging and roaring, but he couldn''t hide at all.
Tao Dharma imprisoned ten sides. Xia Jiulong was like a trapped animal and could not escape the attack range.
Trapped animals are still fighting. It describes Xia Jiulong at the moment!
Xia Jiulong roared and his veins burst. The holy dragon swam away from the golden body. The holy Dragon Robe has opened its peak power. The Jiulong fan is divided into nine holy dragons and rises with him to break the big hand covering the sky.
Boom————————
The two strong men collided at the peak, and their impact power has exceeded the limit. They are the supreme masters of the same level. At the moment, they compare the magic law. Unfortunately, ye QingHan uses the immortal law!
The snowman smashed Jiulong with his palm. Xia Jiulong was suppressed into the abyss, the snow field cracked, and the snowflakes penetrated the mountains and glaciers!
Bang bang!!
Ka Ka!!
Xia Jiulong''s body broke the mountain and river, was smashed into the pit, and hit through several layers of snow. The Jiulong fan fell and hit him, blood stained holy Dragon Robe!
The snowman was also shattered by this blow and scattered in the world.
Within ten thousand miles, the saints blow up their hair. Just as ye QingHan said, I have no saints in the world! If he is a saint, can other eternal saints call him a saint?
Ye QingHan was still lying in his wheelchair without moving for half a minute. His powerful soul resisted the aftershock. At this time, he was also dizzy, but he soon calmed down.
The saint of fraternity is in a wheelchair. Yu''s hands are full of cold sweat. She is also afraid that ye QingHan''s ideas and soul will be exhausted, and Xia Jiulong''s seal of immortality has not been used!
Hoo Hoo!!
Dong Dong!!
The saints couldn''t calm down. They were short of breath and prayed for blessings. They almost burst open. Their faces were pale. Their eyes looked at Xia Jiulong in the center of the abyss and ye QingHan in the distance. This war is not over yet. It can only be said that it has just begun.
"QingHan, are you all right?" the saint of fraternity asked softly.
But ye QingHan didn''t respond. It''s good to have more strength now. It''s the final winner to hold on to the end. Especially ye QingHan, now he depends on his soul, mind and spiritual strength. Consuming a soul is a loss!
Ye QingHan doesn''t respond to her. It doesn''t mean that he has no consciousness. Instead, he is gathering stronger forces to strive for the fourth and even the fifth style to directly destroy Xia Jiulong!
Fourth, condensing Qi is the holy seal!
WOW!!!
A mighty and majestic breath swings here from the edge of heaven and earth. The snowman condenses again and waves to mobilize the general trend of mountains and rivers. The condensed gas is a holy seal. A holy seal blooms. The nebula is not in the sky, and ten thousand stars flash.
WOW————————
The snowman waved to pick the stars and condensed them into a holy seal. A star turned into a four positive holy seal. Under the holy seal, the mysterious runes continued to condense. Each trace was engraved with the mystery of Taoism, which can destroy the runes that suppress the saints!
In the middle of the rune below the holy seal, there is a big word of horror!
Fairy!
This blow is enough to kill the saints, and it is a powerful saint. Saints like Xia Jiulong will be killed by the holy seal!
Xia Jiulong, who fell in a pool of blood, was distorted by the strength of the holy seal, but there was no time for him to hesitate!
WOW!!
Roar!!
There was a roar from the abyss, as if a peerless fierce beast had been born in the abyss. A strong spirit shook the Star River and rushed to the sky!
In Xia Jiulong''s forehead, there was a seal of immortality, which turned into a seal of immortality. The immortal mang tore mountains and rivers and shattered the abyss. The abyss continued to expand, and snow turned into water.
WOW!!
Boom!!
Xia Jiulong stepped into the abyss, took the seal of immortality and rose into the air. He appeared above the horizontal plane. His momentum was towering, and his murderous Qi became a substance. With this look of murderous Qi alone, countless superior environments could be destroyed.
"Ye QingHan, you are very strong, but you rely on the immortal method, and the emperor relies on the seal of immortality. Killing you is not bullying you!"
Xia Jiulong clenched his teeth and stared at ye QingHan in the distance. He unexpectedly wanted to attack ye QingHan''s Buddha.
Whew, whew!!
The figure of the snowman flashed and appeared in front of Ye QingHan. The holy seal condensed by the stars on the sky was arrested and brought into the palm. The holy seal was full of the mystery of killing saints. The trace of each knife was given by the immortal Dharma. Killing saints is nothing. If ye QingHan''s soul is strong enough, it''s nothing to kill great saints!
"Xia Jiulong, today Ben Zong will send you to the West!"
A few big characters appeared on the sky, which captured people''s hearts and souls.
WOW!!
The snowman controls the holy seal. With a push of his hands, the snowman rushes into the mountains and rivers, and the snowman collapses. However, the holy seal is infinitely enlarged. The word "immortal" in the center of the holy seal breaks free from the bondage and kills Xia Jiulong like destruction!
Boom, boom!!
All of a sudden, the snow field was torn apart, countless snow mountains collapsed and destroyed the sky and the earth. One word "immortal" could kill the saint. The saint seal in the rear went to Xia Jiulong with great immortal power.
Xia Jiulong''s black hair flew upside down, like a steel needle piercing time and space, and the holy Dragon Robe became dim,
Xia Jiulong made the seal with both hands, controlling the infinite amplification of the seal of immortality, and the power of immortality. He strongly killed the holy seal and the word "Immortality".
The immortal seal should have been a little better than the holy seal, but ye QingHan understood the fourth move of breaking the sky and picking stars, and was very skilled. Unfortunately, Xia Jiulong didn''t understand the seal of sealing immortals, and even didn''t understand the real mystery of the seal of sealing immortals. At most, he was equal.
Boom————————
The two great marks are cracked, broken, empty, and deafening. Even the heart of the saints in the world is about to collapse. This is not a battle between saints. It can almost be comparable to the great saints!
WOW!!
Whew————————
Saint Mansen''s power was broken thousands of miles, and everyone retreated. The center of the battlefield was only ye QingHan, fraternity saint and Xia Jiulong.
The face of the saint of fraternity was pale and sweaty, but she refused to let go of her wheelchair and ye QingHan. With a strong spirit, she kept going backwards, and two footprints and scratches appeared on the ice under her feet.
Rub, rub!!
Xia Jiulong''s footprints were crushed step by step. The cold ice for countless years was crushed. There were blood stains on his forehead and blood gushed from the corners of his mouth. The immortal seal was more and more blooming. The sound of the star was broken, but the word "immortal" was as powerful as a rainbow. It defeated the immortal seal and directly beat the immortal seal back to Xia Jiulong''s forehead.
Bang!
Poof————————
Xia Jiulong spilled blood and fell heavily in front of the nine mansion master, almost fainting.
At the moment, the wheelchairs under Ye QingHan''s seat are broken, and his body falls on the ice and snow. There is no breath, which makes people all over the world nervous.
No one knows whether ye QingHan has the power to fight again. Such ye QingHan can''t be inferred by ordinary people.
Fraternity saint''s nervous sweat wet his clothes. With his pink fist clenching ye QingHan''s big hand, he said hurriedly, "QingHan, hold on! You''re about to win..."
At the moment, ye QingHan''s soul is like a knife cutting. He is confused. He can''t even distinguish the scenes 100 meters away. He can only hear the cry of the saint of fraternity in his confusion, and his spiritual consciousness is becoming more and more sober.