After the attack, Fairy Miaoyue and others stopped.

Thunder strike.

To solve the problem directly, one by one, that is a tug-of-war.

Waste of time.

After the Eighth Prince and others touched that opportunity.

Everyone is looking at somewhere.

I don't know what will happen in the future.

Because it is not obtained by one person, it is completely uncertain whether they need to continue fighting for it.

And just as they were confused, the sky suddenly gathered.

An ordinary cloud appeared above the sky.

Light falls from the clouds.

It was illuminated by the Eighth Prince and others, and it also shone on the Heifeng Pagoda.

The moment the light appeared, a thunder sounded.

This sudden thunder made the Eighth Prince a little scared.

This feeling is just like before, as if there is a sound coming from the sky of nothingness.

However, they were still fighting for this wisp of breath and could not avoid this light for a while.

They cannot know what light is.

But when the light fell, they felt a tingling feeling.

But no one gave up this breath.

The Eighth Prince has an absolute advantage and cannot give up.

The boy didn't know what this was, but when he gave it to Hongya, Hongya might look at him with admiration.

As for the Tianren tribe and others.

Of course they will not give up on this kind of thing.

But soon the stinging pain turned into severe pain, as if forcing everyone to retreat.

They have a feeling that if they give up, they won’t bear the harm.

But at this time, how could they give up?

The light made them suffer a great pain, and they also felt that as they persevered, this opportunity was absorbed by them.

And as opportunities absorbed, endless thunder seemed to be heard in their ears.

From the illusory sky.

The Eighth Prince is most familiar with this feeling.

Sure enough, are you going to hear a new name again?

At this moment, he felt more and more uncomfortable, and his body seemed to be about to be broken.

Not only him, but the few people around him are like this.

...

Jiang Lan, who was hiding on the third floor, also felt the light.

This light is like the prototype of the divine position.

As long as he connects, his name of the god will be spread.

He knew that this was a signal given to him by Emperor Xihe.

After turning on a leaf to block the eyes, Jiang Lan began to connect the signal.

Let your god show its throne.

Just just listen to what kind of divine title Emperor Xihe would give him, perhaps it would be better than the Wushuang Fist God.

boom!

The moment he connected the light, the sound of thunder sounded in the ears of the Eighth Prince and others.

What followed was severe pain and severe pain that teared the body.

At this moment, the Eighth Prince had an enlightenment and the voice was about to come out. As long as you finish listening, everything here would end.

The next moment, the Eighth Prince, the Inn Boy, the Heavenly Man, the Earthly Demon Clan, and the Lingshan Witch Clan all received huge voices from the sky:

"The West Palace of Guyu."

boom!

puff!

At this moment, their bodies suffered an extremely heavy blow, but they either bite a ray of opportunity or seized it tightly.

Once you let go, you will lose all your efforts.

At this moment, two mountains seemed to fall from the sky, hitting the eighth prince and others.

boom!

The falling mountains seemed to have hit their minds, making their minds roar.

Then they saw two big words.

"Eight Wildernesses."

The Eight Deserts of the Ancient Imperial Palace...

There was a crack on the eighth prince's body, and blood was leaking from the corner of the boy's mouth.

Others also suffer from different injuries.

Those who watch the battle outside cannot understand what those people have experienced.

But no matter how you look at it, the longer you persist, the more you get.

At this time, the Eighth Prince also felt that this wisp of breath was quickly integrating into his body.

Boom!

The roaring sounded from a high altitude, and the last four words fell.

Bang!

The four words are like four mountains that want to suppress and crush them.

At this moment, four words occupied everything in their minds.

The sound was like a torrent, rolling in their minds.

"Emperor Lunling."

puff!

The five people spit out blood directly.

And as all the names of gods appeared, a ray of opportunity began to break.

Click.

The eighth prince occupied half of the inn and the teenagers were divided into one quarter.

The rest were divided up by the three.

Bang!

The opportunity was broken, and the powerful force directly knocked them away.

In an instant, all five lost consciousness in the air.

Fairy Ran Jing stood up and wanted to take action to catch the Eighth Prince, but one dragon took the lead.

It's Ao Ye.

In this way, Ran Jing did not leave.

The inn boy fell directly to the ground.

Bang!

A big hole was smashed on the ground.

At this time, Hongya, the Tianyu Phoenix Clan, came over, and she looked at the boy with a hint of reluctance.

Finally, he carried the boy to the inn.

Yan Xiyun looked around and found that even a brother was gone.

Then who should I ask for directions?
To be continued...