"boom!"
The thunder roared and the waves shook the sky!
Divine splendor of various colors rose to the sky, covering the sky, turning into a vast waterfall!
These dozens of Feathered Demon Races, in order to save Venerable Xuanyang, each of them tried their best.
The sight of dozens of Feathered Demon Races shooting with all their strength was also revealed to everyone.
"boom!"
The void of tens of miles is filled with endless storms.
"Hey!"
The void was torn apart, and that terrible chaotic aura was blowing in it!
The aura of this world is roaring, boiling endlessly!
"His Majesty!"
The Desolate King was anxious, and they, who had already broken away from the aura of Venerable Xuanyang, wanted to step forward to help Qin Yi.
The combined power of dozens of Feathered Demon Races is too terrifying, and the surging fluctuations are shocking at first glance.
"Huh!"
At this mont, two figures stood in front of the Desolate King and others.
"Senior Whitebeard, Miss Feixuan, let's join hands with Your Majesty to et the enemy!"
The Desolate King and the others were taken aback, looking at the two figures in front of him.
It turned out that Baibeard and Qiu Feixuan were standing in front of them.
"It's useless, with your strengths, you can go up to death at most, but it will drag your Majesty!"
Baibeard shook his head, disagreeing with the idea of the Desolate King and others.
Dozens of Feathered Demon Races shot at the sa ti, even White Beard would feel tricky, let alone the Desolate King.
"but"
The Desolate King and others were concerned about Qin Yi's safety, and they wanted to say sothing.
At this ti, Qiu Feixuan on the side spoke: "You don't have to be like this, with your majesty's ability, how afraid of these monster races!"
Qiu Feixuan's words were full of confidence in Qin Yi.
"boom!"
As soon as Qiu Feixuan's voice fell, a Ling Ran sword intent suddenly appeared, and he rushed straight towards Xiao Han!
When everyone looked at it, it was a magnificent picture!
The sky is like the sea, rolling endlessly, stirring the situation.
There is a man in the world with a flying dragon robe, black hair dancing wildly, holding a sword engraved with the sun, moon and stars.
Dragon robe and sword, proud as an immortal!
"Om!"
The sun, moon and stars sword in Qin Yi's hand vibrated, as if ten thousand swords were humming together.
A series of terrifying sword intents rose from his body!
"Crack!"
In the next mont, the divine sea that covered the sky was split because of it!
The sea of divine power created by dozens of Feathered Demon Race Demon Yuan was cut apart out of thin air like this!
The sword was not out of its sheath, and the sword intent alone seed to cut the entire sky away!
All the people present changed their colors for it, so sword intent, such a person, completely like a fairy!
A thought moves, the sword crushes thousands of miles!
"dead!"
Qin Yi lifted his eyes, his eyes flowed like a thousand stars.
Just as these Erging Demon Race guesses, burning a large array and blessing one's own body are all thods of pressing the bottom of the box.
Even with the great formation of refining demon, the rank of the top rank of heavenly formation cannot be sustained for too long!
What's more, this demon refining formation is not a complete heavenly top-level formation.
Limited by the ti limit, Qin Yi did not fully describe the formation of the demon refining formation.
Otherwise, with the quality of the demon refining formation from the system, plus the fact that it was originally a great formation dedicated to dealing with the demon race, why did Qin Yi struggle so hard?
Ten breaths are the limit of the monster refining formation!
After ten breaths, the demon refining formation is automated into flying ash!
However, ten breaths are enough, so why not take too much ti!
Do not!
Dozens of feathers are just enough, one sword is enough!
One of his swords can be cut!
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