The deafening impact sound echoed in the void, and the space was trembling, as if countless space cracks appeared like glass.

The battle of the quasi-gods is so terrifying, just the collision of aura will produce such strong fluctuations.

Yan Douming and others who were watching from a distance were affected and all retreated back until they left the center of the battlefield. They stopped and watched nervously.

Xing Wuhen and the others in the center of the battlefield were the strongest impact. They were both shrunk by the domineering force at the same time for more than ten meters.

"Now is not the time to get entangled, you have to leave here." The Holy Spirit Palace Master glanced at Yi Chen again. The formation he arranged was about to take shape.

If only Xing Wuhan, the quasi-god, he was not afraid at all. If he tried his best, he could escape easily even if he couldn't win.

But there is still Yi Chen now. His strength is not weak. When using quasi-divine artifacts, Yi Chen has the strength to compete with quasi-divine.

The Holy Spirit Palace Master was not afraid of the two, but if they joined forces to deal with him, the Holy Spirit Palace Master would not have a chance to escape. He had heard of Yi Chen's speed for a long time, and some people from the Holy Spirit Palace had suffered losses in his hands.

When the Lord of the Holy Spirit Palace immediately wanted to leave the place, looked around, and immediately flew towards the east.

"Don't think about leaving!" Xing Wuhen naturally would not let him go, and rushed forward quickly to block his side.

At the same time, the soul power was like a flame, and the right palm of Xing Wuhen condensed, and slapped the head of the Holy Spirit Palace Lord with a bitter strong wind.

"Hmph! Kill!" The Holy Spirit Palace Master reacted very quickly, his hands immediately closed, his soul power condensed into a monster and rushed forward. The sound of impact echoed in the void, and the two figures collided.

The space seemed to have stopped. Xing Wuhen and his two figures were stagnant in the void at the same time, and there was only a dull sound echoing in the void.

An after wave of energy visible to the naked eye fluctuated around. Wherever I went, countless cracks appeared on the ground. The peaks of a hundred miles were shaken into powder, and the surroundings were empty, and the ground was also shaken out of a deep pit.

This is the battle between quasi-gods, and the waves are moving around, and the power is extremely terrifying.

"Happy, come again!" Xing Wuxuan's laughter echoed in the void. At this moment, he exerted his breath to the extreme and continued to attack.

The Holy Spirit Palace Master just wants to leave now and does not want to waste too much time here. Unfortunately, Xing Wuhan is also a quasi-god, and if he is entangled, he can't get rid of it.

"Tongtian Trapped Divine Array, Get Up!"

At this moment, Yi Chen's shout also sounded in the distance, and a dazzling light flashed around him.

The formation patterns soared into the sky wildly, swirling and swimming around the battlefield quickly, and then intertwined with each other, directly condensing into a huge shield, covering everyone.

"What a strong formation fluctuation, it's an ancient formation!" The Holy Spirit Palace Master's face changed. It can be judged from the formation fluctuation that it was not an ordinary formation.

"Dare you still distracted?" Xing Wu's shout sounded, and took advantage of the gap between the Holy Spirit Palace Master's observation of the magic circle and slapped his abdomen with a palm.

By the time the Holy Spirit Palace Lord reacted, it was already a little too late and could only hurry up and condense a shield to block his body.

"A group of ants." The Holy Spirit Palace Master glanced over the fire lizards and their bodies and smiled disdainfully. The monster with only the cultivation level of the Primordial realm was like an ant in front of him, not worth mentioning.

That extremely disdainful attitude made the fire lizards very unhappy, and at the same time, it made an angry roar, ready to fight.

"Tianxuan Ming Yue Divine Bow!" Yi Chen waved his hand, and a dazzling light flashed from his storage ring. A long bow flew out with a bitter wind and was held in his hand.

The powerful aura slowly shaking towards the surroundings. As soon as the artifact came out, the surrounding space could not withstand the pressure of the artifact and collapsed inch by inch.

The Holy Spirit Palace Master's eyes were firmly locked on the Tianxuan Ming Yue Shen Bow, and his hot eyes were flowing in his eyes. A magical weapon! The magical object that all cultivators in the world dream of! With him, your low combat power can be at least ten times higher!

Yi Chen only has the cultivation level of the quasi-holy spirit realm, but he can fight against the quasi-god powerful man because of the magical artifact.

"I'm going to get on!" Xing Wuhan did not choose to fight alone. It was better to join forces with Yi Chen at this time. He rushed up quickly and launched an attack directly.

"Condensation!" Yi Chen pulled the Tianxuan Ming Yue Divine Bow, and the soul power between heaven and earth surged from all directions, condensing into an arrow.

When he let go, the arrow rushed out with a terrifying power, the world was trembling, and the space was twisting wherever he went.

"Shield!" At the same time, facing a quasi-god and Yi Chen, whose combat power can be comparable to that of a quasi-god, the Holy Spirit Palace Master was very passive and immediately mobilized his soul power to condense a shield to block his body.

The sound of impact echoed in the void, and the shield he condensed was immediately shattered by the attacks of the two. The bitter wind drove the dust and sand all over the sky, wrapping him in it.

"Brother Yi Chen and Senior Wu Han joined forces, and cultivators of the same realm are no match for them at all." Yan Douming, who was watching from a distance, laughed and said.

"They still can't take it lightly. After all, their opponent is a quasi-god, and if you are not careful, you will never get rid of it." The dragon servant said with a serious face.

As expected, Long Master's worries immediately happened. When the strong wind and the dust in the sky dissipated, Xing Wushang's own figure also disappeared.

"Where is the human?" Xing Wuhen looked puzzled, and the Tongtian Trap's Divine Array was intact, and the Holy Spirit Palace Master could not escape.

"Master, be careful! He is behind you!" At this moment, the little monster shouted.

Yi Chen immediately turned around and looked, and a afterimage flashed by, and the figure of the Holy Spirit Palace Lord appeared in front of him. There was a hole in the ground opposite to Yi Chen. He actually dug a hole to escape in a very short time, and was planning to plot against Yi Chen.

"Bang!" The Holy Spirit Palace Master's goal was very clear. He put one hand on the Tianxuan Ming Yue Shen bow, and the other hand condensed the powerful soul power, slapped Yi Chen's abdomen.

"Not good!" Yi Chen's face changed drastically. At this time, he could only release the Tianxuan Ming Yue Shen bow, quickly form seals with his hands, and his soul power condensed a shield to block his body.
Chapter completed!