There were about 30 battlefields in his field, and he quickly collected them all one by one, and then there were the top-quality Yuanhe Rivers. He caught 50,000 or 60,000 in one breath. He didn't want other top-quality Yuanhe Rivers!

He collected lights of the best and king-level source rivers nearby, his eyes flashed, his steps were swept, and the sound of a swelling sound, and the sound of the airflow exploded. In the short distance, the innate Bagua step jumped. Suddenly, it condensed on the battlefield of the battle between the Holy Son and the Ancient Monster. On this battlefield, there were about tens of thousands of sects of various sects who had already occupied the winning position and guarded the long river of immortal sources...

"I have all collected the king-level source river here!" Xuanyuan Peng imitated the tone of the Saint Sect's Saint Sect, shouted coldly, and his magical powers and great hands grabbed a king-level source river deep in the earth without any hesitation...

"Boom!" The earth was shattered, and a source dragon with its teeth and claws was grabbed by Xuanyuan Peng from the depths of the earth's veins. The source air was sprayed all over its body, like rain and fog. When you see that solid quality was the king-level immortal source long river!

He shook in the wind, and the immortal energy in his palm flowed. In an instant, he refined the source dragon, condensed it into a rice-long dragon, and sucked it into the Hongmeng Tower. Then his eyes turned and stared at the second king-level source river. He stretched out his big hand and grabbed it!

"Clang!" A dazzling sword aura killed Xiang Xuanyuan Peng's magical hand in the air. One of them sneered: "Saint Son of Xuanyuan, Li Xiuyang of the ancient sword sect, I am the lineage of Immortality, and I will give you a king-level source river. Anyone who can arrive at the right time should not be too much. This battlefield has been divided up by thirty sects including us. If you want to compete for more source rivers, please go to another battlefield..."

The other battlefield Li Xiuyang mentioned refers to the third battlefield in the battle between gods and demons and the sacred sons! They are all in the world inside this stone ball!

"Hmph, I've said it a long time ago. I've collected all the king-level Yuanhe here. If you dare to object, just take your time first!" Xuanyuan Peng heard that he was the holy son of the ancient sword sect. The murderous aura suddenly flashed in his eyes. He and the sword sect had a deep hatred anyway, so it didn't matter if there was more...

"The Hand of Tathagata!" Xuanyuan Peng's magical power hand suddenly flipped, and he actually used his immortal weapon to capture Li Xiuyang's top-quality immortal sword...

"Looking for death, the sun sword wave..." Li Xiuyang was also a mid-level seventh-level sword cultivator. He roared violently and his sword blade shook. Crash, crash... A sword wave, like a hot sun, rolling, flying towards Xuanyuan Peng's big hand...

"Dare you dare to shine with the pearl of rice? Die!" Xuanyuan Peng said coldly as ice, his hands were as ferocious as the devil's claws of the god of death, and his palm contained the power of the rolling immortal aura, and he grabbed it hard!

"Crack, crack, crack..." The boundless big hand grabbed the big sun sword waves, shattered and exploded one after another, like a god and demon, shattering the scorching sun, and crushing all the sword waves. The big hand crushed all the sword waves unstoppablely, grabbing Li Xiuyang's head...

"Ah, the strongest sword - the fairy sword exploded the sun!" Although Li Xiuyang saw Xuanyuan Peng killing all directions from afar, he always felt that the ancient sword sect was shocking. Unexpectedly, as soon as he attacked Xuanyuan Peng, he was so angry that he could not breathe. Under the terrifying pressure, he roared shrillly, and suddenly spit out a large piece of natal essence and blood, and blasted into his top immortal sword...

"Boom!" Li Xiuyang raised his sword and shot a scarlet sword from above the sword blade. Each one was as big as a star, and it was sprayed out in groups, with hundreds of thousands and hundreds of thousands of squirting wildly...

"Boom boom boom..." The blockbuster sun sword aura condensed by the essence and blood of the natal world exploded madly under Xuanyuan Peng's magical hand, trying to blow his big hand into pieces, wanting Li Xiuyang to break free from the shadow of death!

This is Li Xiuyang, who was willing to lose his life span, sprayed out half of his life span, and forced his life span. This ultimate move has made Li Xiuyang turn defeat into victory many times and kill his opponents. Although he lost a lot of life span and a lot of his life span, he can go into seclusion and recover slowly!

This is his desperate secret technique. Once it breaks out, it will be sobbing and shocking!

"Peng!" The faith wings behind Xuanyuan Peng's shoulder suddenly slapped fiercely, and the rolling faith formation power surged into his big hand. He had no expression on his face, and his grasping momentum remained unchanged. He faced the boundless sun-exploding sword aura below and crushed it fiercely!

"No..." Li Xiuyang's entire body was suddenly covered by the magical hand. The boundless sun was forcibly crushed by Xuanyuan Peng's immortal aura, and even affected Li Xiuyang's body, which made him break in an instant. Then, the rolling hand pinched him...

"Puff!" Xuanyuan Peng's five fingers contracted, and he squeezed Li Xiuyang into a blood mist. His shattered body fell into the Ten Thousand Witch Cauldron like raindrops...

"Boy Xuanyuan, you dare to kill my Sword Sect Holy Son. You are looking for death. Set up a formation and set up the 'Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Sword Formation'. You must kill this demon!" The other Sword Sons, the rabbit and the fox are sad, and they are also used to being arrogant and domineering. Who dares to be arrogant and domineering in front of their Sword Son? They are furious and rolling figures. In an instant, they skillfully formed a sword killing formation...

The Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Sword Formation, the Thirty-Six Sage Sects are all entry-level seventh-level saints. A sword formation is laid down. Even the immortal king who is in the mid-stage seventh-level Great Perfection will change his face!

"Kill, the Tiangang Star moves, the immortal sword slays the demons!" Thirty-six Sword Sect's saints suddenly activated the sword formation. Suddenly, a sword lotus bloomed, blooming, and sprayed. The formation suddenly rotated and turned into a huge vortex of sword energy, spiraling like flying, circling, and rushing towards Xuanyuan Peng with the momentum of swallowing the world with the sword...

"Shit and shit..." Countless sword energy shot like rain, piercing towards Xuanyuan Peng through the air. Behind the sword rain, a whirlpool of sword formation that devoured everything was sweeping across!

"The God of Destruction Maha Finger" Xuanyuan Peng took a deep breath, facing the large rain of swords that were shooting from the sky, and the more terrifying sword formation vortex behind him, his right hand and middle finger suddenly pointed out, and his fingertips suddenly expanded, whim, whim, whim, whim... The demonic power of the golden toad, the power of the billion believers, and his power suddenly condensed on his fingertips...

"Swish!" A devastating finger light shot out from his fingertips. As soon as this fingertip was shot out, the air burst into pieces with an extremely dark finger hole...

"Peng!" With one finger, a large piece of sword rain disappeared, and the thirty-six Heavenly Gang sword formation formed a vortex of the killing formation. The thirty-six Heavenly Gang sword formation was shot into the air by a finger of the striking airflow. The sound of death was numb, and the scalp was numb. In the blink of an eye, thirty-six blood mists were blown into the air by one finger...

"Saint Son Xuanyuan, you dare to kill so many Sons of the Sword Sect, you...you...you...you...you want to transform into a demon?" A sanctum of the outer sect guarded the second king-level source river that Xuanyuan Peng was about to collect. He had a pale face and wanted to take the title of righteousness, and scolded Xuanyuan Peng, making him lose his thoughts of catching the source river.

They fought to death here for more than a day, and finally won the victory. Unexpectedly, Xuanyuan Peng came out halfway, not only to capture the king-level Yuanhe in the battlefield of the gods and demons and ancient demon tribes, but also to pick peaches. Although the Saint Son of the Sword Sect was killed by him, he felt that Xuanyuan Peng would not dare to be an enemy of the Saint Son of the World at the same time, right?

"Get out of the way, I'll count three times. If you don't let go, you go underground as well and accompany all the saints of the Sword Sect!" Xuanyuan Peng restrained his momentum, and the believer slammed his light wings and slowly flew in front of the king-level source river!

"The immortal Taoist in the world is a family, why should fellow Taoist Xuanyuan be aggressive..." The holy son of the outer sect encouraged himself and said loudly!

"One!" Xuanyuan Peng's cold and domineering voice rang without a trace of emotional fluctuations!

"It was born with the same roots, why are we too anxious to fight each other? Our enemy is in the divine realm, don't do things that make friends and revenge..." The saint son bit the bullet and quickly persuaded him!

"Two!" Xuanyuan Peng was not moved at all, and a cold voice slowly rang out!

The saint's face suddenly stopped. He looked around and saw that thousands of saints were staring at him. He couldn't help but feel brave: "Hmph, saint Xuanyuan, let me tell you the truth. The nearby Yuanhe River has been divided up by the saints of more than 30 sects of me. Don't..." Before he finished speaking, Xuanyuan Peng's voice came out again:

"Three! Very good, you can die!"

In the bitter voice, Xuanyuan Peng's big hand crushed down with one palm, and the rolling immortal aura floated in his palm. This palm slashed down, containing the power of one million and a half million stars!

"You are trying to force me to fight to the death. Humph, Xuanyuan Holy Son, do you think I, Wang Changsheng, are you afraid that you will not succeed?" The saint's face changed drastically when he saw him suddenly taking action. He roared with gritted teeth, and a big mouth whistled out a palace-shaped immortal weapon!

"Nine Yin Immortal Palace, hold on!" Peng's voice, under the urging of Wang Changsheng, the small hall-shaped magic weapon quickly expanded like stars, floating on his head, helping him defend tightly. Large areas of treasure light, like an angry tide, like evil waves, rose up from the sky and pounced on Xuanyuan Peng...

This Wang Changsheng is a disciple of the Nine Yin Immortal Sect. His Nine Yin Immortal Hall is a top-grade immortal weapon made by imitating the treasure of the Sect...

"Well? The witch god is coming to my body, break it for me!" Xuanyuan Peng's eyes flashed with evil light, and his divine thoughts suddenly communicated with the twelve witch gods. A powerful witch god's power suddenly burst into his body, causing his big hand to crush the power, soaring wildly, and with a sound of the blond, it increased by more than twice in an instant...

The Wanwu Ding has been promoted to the king level, and the Xuanyuan Peng spiritual secret realm has been further improved, which has allowed the Witch God’s killing move to be superimposed again. At the beginning, it could borrow dozens of percent of the witch power, but now it has soared directly to double, or even twice as much as the Witch God’s power, which has become a catalyst for double improvement!

"Peng!" The imitation treasure of the Nine Yin Immortal Palace collapsed layer by layer under the power of Xuanyuan Peng's surge in fairy aura. Wang Changsheng, who was standing in His Highness, was shot through a large piece of broken material fragments and penetrated into a blood sieve. With a harsh scream, he was suddenly crushed by a palm, and his howling suddenly disappeared!

"Carry the second king-level source river!" Xuanyuan Peng crushed Wang Changsheng with his palm, swept his eyes everywhere, and tens of thousands of holy sons were silent, not daring to sakura his divine power. He sneered, swung his sleeves, and suddenly grabbed his magical powers and hands. In the sound of breaking the ground, a Yuanlong with teeth and claws was caught by him with great domineering power...

Article 3, Article 4, Article 5... The kingly source river was quickly captured by Xuanyuan Peng, and refined into small dragons, and included in the Hongmeng Tower...

When he was unmoved, on the battlefield between gods and demons and the holy sons, more than 30 king-level source rivers and 50,000 top-quality source rivers were all swept away by him. No matter the holy son or gods and demons, they dared not stop him from grabbing the source river. Both sides were stunned by Xuanyuan Peng's powerful combat power!

The gods and demons witnessed with their own eyes that whether it was the elite Lord of Steel or the three gods of Light, they were killed by Xuanyuan Peng in the blink of an eye. The scene where the saints were also shocked by Xuanyuan Peng's death even the saints of the Sword Sect. How huge is the ancient sword sect? An ancient immortal emperor stands behind the giant of the Sword Sect. Who dares to provoke?

Let the little devil Xuanyuan be arrogant and domineering for a while, and we have already sent a message. Many genius saints are about to arrive. By then, the end of the little devil Xuanyuan will arrive!... Many saints of the outer sect look at Xuanyuan Peng with great distress, forcibly grasping the king-level and top-quality source rivers they are guarding, while cursing and looking forward to...

Xuanyuan Peng didn't care what they thought. In the public eye, he unscrupulously plundered the source river on this battlefield. Whether it was on the ground, underground, in the sea, or between mountains and rivers, he was forced to capture it by his magical powers and great hands...

Among the tens of thousands of holy sons and tens of thousands of gods and demons, he was like walking in a deserted land, staring at the source rivers, and he didn't even bother to look at the gods and demons and demons next to him. However, when some holy sons and demons were about to move, before they could take action, his cold and murderous eyes suddenly shot on their faces, shocking them to fear and no one dared to move...

For Xuanyuan Peng, plundering Yuanhe is the most important thing. If you don’t mess with me, I won’t mess with you...

Swish... Suddenly, a cracked airflow burst out in the depths of the void, and a terrible force was torn apart by a terrible force. One by one, the figures of the sage sons who were extremely powerful jumped from the outside of the stone ball into the sky above the battlefield...

"Ah, reinforcements are coming..."

"The Immortal Emperors are above, a genius saint son, the genius saint I know has finally appeared!"

"It's not just a genius saint, several, no, many genius saints have appeared!"

"How is it possible? The geniuses don't regard themselves as highly, they usually act alone. Why did they appear collectively this time?"
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