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Chapter 242 The Sad Burial of the Sky Cloud Willow 1

Yang Ba's body swayed and appeared in front of the puppet child, slashing it out with a knife.

The powerful sword energy broke out a huge crack in the starry sky in front of the child, and the majestic chaotic laws escaped from it and turned into endless law blades.

The puppet child's mouth was cracked even wider, as if he was silently chanting.

A black eye appeared behind his head again, and the powerful power of the law was like a wave, rushing waves.

The two laws collide in the middle, stirring up circles of space ripples.

The violent aura exploded, extinguishing the dust floating around.

Two guns rays ran across the starry sky, colliding together in the dark starry sky, and the terrifying aura burst out like a sun bursting in front of her head.

Gu Xiaojun fell out, blood gushed out of her mouth, and the spear in her hand shattered in an instant.

When the breath dissipated, the middle-aged man stood calmly in the starry sky and watched coldly.

"It's very good. You can actually reach this level of cultivation at such an age. Unfortunately, you will die today!"

Gu Xiaojun wiped off the blood from the corner of her mouth, raised her hand and grabbed it, shouting: "The gun is coming!"

The bone dragon roared, and the bone pieces around the body kept trembling and rotating, breaking the chains wrapped around the body one by one.

Then it turned into a three-meter spear and flew into Gu Xiaojun's hands.

With the God-killing True Dragon Spear in his hand, his breath became more and more majestic, and the gun body buzzed and trembled, and then a gun stabbed out smoothly.

The shot did not reveal any breath, but it seemed to have brought the surrounding starry sky under the attack.

Just one thought can penetrate anywhere, without any trajectory.

With his continuous exploration and improvement, this God-killing True Dragon Spear has undergone earth-shaking changes.

As he stabbed out the gun, a huge gun shadow suddenly appeared in the starry sky.

It was like a giant boat slowly sailing through the starry sky, with a majestic atmosphere as the sea and as deep as the abyss.

The middle-aged man's face changed, his breath swelled up, and he took a step forward.

His man was standing there, but it seemed to disappear. His breath merged with the spear in his hand, and a vast ocean seemed to emerge from the starry sky above his head.

With a loud bang, the vast ocean hit him directly, knocking Gu Xiaojun away again.

A wave of dragon roars came from inside his body, and a little blood-red dripping from the middle of his eyebrows.

However, this God-killing True Dragon Spear finally stabbed out and tapped the middle-aged man on the left shoulder.

"It actually... contains a trace of time!"

The man reached out and brushed his hair, and a strand of silver hair fell from his fingers, his heart full of shock.

A killing intent flashed in Gu Xiaojun's eyes, ignoring the other party's whisper, and another God-killing True Dragon Spear stabbed out...

A thunder arrow fell from the void and penetrated through the forehead of the human-shaped puppet in the Heavenly Realm.

His body was also torn to pieces by violent thunder.

The ancient divine thunder arrow finally made a contribution and killed a puppet in the Heavenly Realm.

The double-hoofed cow puppet roared angryly, and the sound shook the starry sky.

The battle between the two sides was once again in a stalemate.

Below, the monks from both sides were still fighting.

The number of people in Cangcheng is getting smaller and smaller, but more monks are returning to the Starry Sky Fortress to assemble.

Most people were originally nervous, but at this time they were in high spirits of fighting. They admired Lin Qin's powerful means.

A terrifying and shocking battle, no one died.

How could this kind of work be imagined by ordinary monks?

The incense condensed above the major cities has not only not decreased due to war, but has become increasingly magnificent, like auspicious clouds swelling, gathering dragons and phoenixes.

Behind the enemy monks' army, the white-bearded old man felt his sharp eyes. When he turned around, he saw a handsome young man staring at him coldly.

I sighed in my heart, gave a deep bow, and took a step forward, rushing into the starry sky like an arrow.

...

In the distant depths of the starry sky, outside the Demon Abyss Star Land, inside the Dragon Tower, and the central altar.

"Even Brother Hang, are you going to take action?" Sun Ke reached out and pointed it gently on the formation screen in front of him, his eyes turned, and the secret method of Huntian Concentrating Spirit-the Pupil of the Heavenly Pupil is already in an excited state.

"I'm afraid there is not just a strong incense there, right? Otherwise, with your temperament, it wouldn't cost such a big price!" Sun Ke's eyes flashed, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

His losses this time were also very large, but compared to Ji Lianhang, it was nothing.

After all, puppets can be refined after being depleted, but once the population dies, it is not so easy to replenish them.

More importantly, his puppets are all his own property, while Ji Lianhan consumes the Nine Holy Heaven Sects, and the two are incomparable.

"Brother Sun, Ji asked you to join, not to listen to your nonsense. Just use any means. Otherwise, go back." Ji Lianhang was already quite annoyed, and there was someone whispering in his ears, and his anger was a little uncontrollable.

Sun Ke smiled, not talking, and the rotation of his pupils became more rapid.

...

The starry sky battlefield outside Cangcheng.

A pair of small hands suddenly passed through layers of air waves and pressed towards Yangba's chest. The terrifying aura condensed in the palm of his palm. Once he was photographed, no matter how strong his body was, it would be torn to pieces.

roar……

A dragon roar sounded from inside, and a black banner flew out and unfolded in front of him.

The little hand was pressed directly on the banner.

There was a loud bang, the banner was shaken, and then it was torn and shattered into countless pieces, scattered everywhere.

Although this magic weapon of the Soul Banner has been upgraded and strengthened several times, the material is true.

He was scrapped by the other party with a palm.

Lin Qin stood on the top of Lingshan, looking at the direction of the starry sky battleground, then raised his eyebrows and looked at another place.

"It actually led it out!"

As he said that, his figure swayed, and when he appeared again, he had already arrived at the Starry Sky Fortress.

On the battlefield, with the addition of the old man with white beard, a one-sided situation quickly formed. The monks on his side retreated step by step, turning into escape lights and disappearing.

Yang Ba was the first to be sent away by the three powerful men in the Heavenly Realm, then Gu Xiaojun, and finally Zhou Tai.

The protective array of the Starry Sky Fortress has been fully opened. Lin Qin did not show up, but hid in the starry sky above the Fortress.

The enemy monk army began to rectify and slowly approached the fortress.

"Stop!"

At this moment, the young man and the puppet child stopped at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, the old man with white bearded eyes showed doubt in his eyes and looked at the starry sky in the distance.

Then, everyone looked at that place together.

A green willow branch emerged from the starry sky, then two, four... countless willow branches formed circles of waves and spread out in all directions.

Where it covers, the laws disappear and the stars dim.

Soon, a willow tree grew upside down from the center, like a reflection of the water.
Chapter completed!
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