Lord Zhuo looked impatient and was in a state of discomfort.

Fu Le is just an outer disciple, so he is not qualified to point fingers in front of the Lord of Bishui Palace.

"I said, you can't leave."

Fu Le's face was cold, his temperament changed drastically, his eyes were deep, and a blue moon mark appeared on his eyebrows.

His cultivation aura of both professions was revealed.

Level 6 psychic, level 7 warrior.

These are not enough to surprise Lord Zhuo. It can only be said that Fu Le is hiding deep, and there must be a plan in Bishui Palace.

With this person's cultivation and talent, he is willing to come to Bishui Palace to be an outer disciple. The pursuit of Si Lingxue is probably a cover.

"This is...the spiritual technique that comes from heaven!"

Lord Zhuo noticed something, his expression suddenly changed, and he raised his hand to prepare to kill this son.

Just finished speaking.

The surrounding void is twisted, accompanied by time and space fluctuations.

Soon!

A blue crystal light column fell from the sky, covering Fu Le's body.

Zhuo Gongzhu popped up a blue thunder ball from the air, hitting the blue crystal light column, and the latter had a ripple without any damage.

The blue crystal light column extends down from the twisted space-time whirlwind clouds above.

Fu Le's hair was fluttering, and the blue moon mark on the middle of his eyebrows became brighter and brighter. A blue crystal light film was condensed all over his body, and his body was slightly higher, and his superpower fluctuated rapidly and jumped rapidly.

"It's so sad that Bishui Palace has declined to this point in your hands. It's better to let the deity accept the legacy of this ancestor."

An empty and cold voice wandered in the void.

Behind Fu Le, a ten-meter-high silver moon mirror appeared, and a tall blue-bearded middle-aged body appeared inside.

Luo Liang and Zhuo Palace Master's eyes touched the middle-aged blue beard, and his soul trembled, and a tingling sensation surged.

Luo Liang was secretly surprised. Through the barriers of time and space, the middle-aged blue-bearded person actually brought him a suffocating and oppressive feeling.

I once faced the supreme clone of the Mohe tribe, but I didn’t feel this way.

The middle-aged blue beard is at least at the level of the supreme universe.

"You are... Lan Jingling Zun!"

Lord Zhuo's eyes trembled, his expression was extremely fearful and solemn.

"Spiritual Lord? Holy Spirit Realm?"

Luo Liang's heart was thrilled, and he realized something.

The Spirit Lord is comparable to the great supreme emperor of the main universe. A strong man at this level cannot stay in the Xuanling Realm under the rules of the Spiritual Realm. Once his cultivation reaches this level, he will ascend to the Holy Spirit Realm.

This Lan Jing Lingzun was obviously in the Holy Spirit Realm and possessed by the chess piece Fu Le.

Just a few breaths.

The aura on Lan Jingling Zun's body approached the level 10 cosmic level.

If it were not for the limitations of Fu Le's physical strength and the influence of the interface, his divine power could be further improved.

Even so, the current "Fu Le" is definitely not something Luo Liang and Palace Master Zhuo can compete with.

"Senior Lan Jing, what are your instructions?"

Lord Zhuo forced a smile.

"I had a trace of connection with Bishui Palace back then. You will subdue the Goddess of Bishui Palace with me. After the matter is completed, you will compensate you and preserve the lifeline inheritance of Bishui Palace."

"Fu Le" ordered condescendingly.

The blue moon mirror behind him turned into an invisible stream of light and merged into his body.

"yes."

Lord Zhuo lowered his eyebrows and looked pleased, and a trace of unwillingness and helplessness flashed in his eyes.

This "Lan Jing Lingzun" was once a predecessor of Bishui Palace. Later, he left in the internal crack and threw himself into another door.

The hidden low-keyness of Bishui Palace has something to do with this traitor.

Lan Jingling Zun was not the head of Bishui Palace at the time, and he didn't know much about the mysterious Bishui Goddess. In that era, Bishui Palace had no mature method to control the goddess's spirit control.

After becoming a Spirit Lord, he cannot stay in the Xuanling Realm. After Lan Jingling Lord ascended to the Holy Spirit Realm, he communicated with his ancestors and gradually learned more secrets and made arrangements.

"And you! People from the foreign land will suppress the goddess Bitian with me."

Fu Leyou glanced at Luo Liang with deep and cold eyes.

"What if I refuse?" Luo Liang tentatively said.

"Then die! I think that you control the power of mountains and rivers, and that you can increase your chances of winning against the suppression of the goddess Bitian, and only give you a chance to survive."

Fu Le's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he was very domineering.

"My friend Luo, under the roof, had to bow his head. We join forces to endure humiliation and perhaps have a chance to survive."

Lord Zhuo sent a voice to persuade him.

Luo Liang realized that the Lord Zhuo and the Lingzun Lan Jing, who was possessed by the psychic, were not in the same relationship, or even in opposition.

"I only assist in suppressing the seal and not participating in frontal combat."

Luo Liang said.

"You still dare to bargain?"

Fu Le's face darkened, and his body exuded the power of controlling the spirit that unites yin and yang.

"Then please ask the Spirit Lord to take my life."

Luo Liang looked like he was not afraid of death.

Click!

The goddess Bitian not far away was inspiring with divine power, and had already broken free from half of the purple gold chains, and the seal formation was about to collapse.

"Okay, you're here to help."

Fu Le's face changed and he made concessions.

As the supreme main god of a world, Goddess Bitian contains the origin of the world and has very high potential. Even the Spirit Lord will feel jealous.

After the agreement is reached.

Fu Le took the lead and led Luo Liang and the Palace Master Zhuo, turning around and killing Goddess Bitian.

boom!

Fu Le punched out, containing the phantom of the power of the spirit-responsible power, which made Goddess Bi Tian stagger and a bloody wound that appeared on his chest.

Luo Liang was secretly shocked. The great power of the Spirit Master possessed was really terrible. Fortunately, he didn't fight hard just now.

The Lord Zhuo asked the two emperors of Biqing Water Beast and the White Tiger Statue to participate in the battle. The attacks of both of them only left skin and flesh scars on the huge body of Goddess Bitian, which was purely scraping.

The difference in strength between Zhuo Palace Master and Fu Le is a verdict on the level of the difference.

"Array flag, seal the town and things to me."

Fu Le ordered, and waved his hand and took the gilded blue flag and the black sarcophagus.

A shot from the air.

The black and sunken sarcophagus turned into a giant coffin that opened the sky, and the purple and black resisted the lingering of the demon dragon, and its power was several times greater.

Boom! Bang!

The body of Goddess Bitian shook, and her white divine body was bent by the black coffin of Tongtian and half kneeled on the ground.

At the same time, the gilded blue flag soared a hundred times, waving a net of light with billions of light, covering the earth, dispatching the power of the formation seal, covering the huge body of Goddess Bitian and suppressing it on the stone platform.

"The foreign boy, don't take action yet! Don't play tricks. If Goddess Bi Tian doesn't subdue you, you will definitely die."
Chapter completed!