For him, what thousands of people refer to is like a medicine introduction, and the path to kingdom and his desperate bet are what he has developed, which truly belongs to his own indomitable fighting style.

This is his path, and he finally found his own path. However, what he is facing at this moment is the master of a whole plane!

No roar!

When the golden dragon spear, which was so majestic, with everyone's expectations, and with the fear of life, finally collided with the white seven-fingered hand.

Everyone was stunned.

Because what they saw was the golden dragon spear between the seven-fingered hands, which was holding the golden dragon spear in their palms. It was like grabbing a small snake and playing with it on its palms.

The internal power of the Golden Dragon Spear seemed to be sealed by it in an instant, and it could not explode at all.

Everyone's eyes were frozen, and while they were frozen, they also showed despair!

"Hmph! Die."

The cold sound seemed to cover the pale whiteness around it with a layer of frost. The golden dragon spear flashed back and in a moment, it reached Tang Wulin's chest.

If it weren't for killing him, how could the Holy Lord, as the Lord of the Plane, pay such a huge price and not hesitate to come to his original body. If it weren't for killing him, why would it take so much trouble to seriously damage the energy of the Abyss Plane?

As the target of the Saint Lord of the Abyss, Tang Wulin's feeling was the most intuitive. At this moment, he only felt that all the space around him seemed to be collapsed. The power that originally guarded him seemed to have been completely lined up at this moment, as if he had been completely isolated. Only the seeds of life were still madly releasing the breath of life to try to protect him.

However, all of this seems to be in vain.

At this moment, he seemed to be an enemy of the whole world, everything in heaven and earth was completely suppressing him.

Everything came so fast, but in his perception it was so slow, as if the whole person had become dull.

What kind of power is this?

Even when facing the God-killing storm brought by the twelve-level fixed-mounted soul guide shell, Tang Wulin never felt this way.

The entire space was collapsed, but the Holy Lord seemed to be suffering from something. His seven-fingered hand, as white as jade, had completely turned into nine colors at this time.

As the master of the plane, part of the body descends into another plane that has not been conquered by it, and naturally has to bear crazy resistance from the entire plane.

But this saint still came without hesitation, with only one goal, to kill Tang Wulin and kill this existence that can truly threaten the future survival of the Abyss plane.

The original plan of the Holy Lord was to do this at all costs. However, when he felt the seed of life in Tang Wulin's body, he was extremely excited. If he could plunder the seed of life in the Douluo Continent plane, then it would be much easier to swallow the entire Douluo Continent in the future. The seed of life is the core existence of a plane.

The golden dragon spear had arrived in front of him. Tang Wulin could not do anything at all. He could not even feel fear, because this was not something he could do now.

A faint sigh appeared suddenly in the abyss passage.

The sigh was very slight, but both the Saint Lord of the Abyss, Tang Wulin, Zhang Lingyun, who was also suppressed by the aura of the Saint Lord of the Abyss, and the nine blood gods who set up the formation all heard clearly.

The arrival of this sigh seemed to bring vitality to the originally nearly solidified space again.

A fair hand appeared in front of Tang Wulin and gently grabbed the golden dragon spear that had already flown in front of him. It was like picking a toy.

The moment the white palm held the dragon spear, a layer of fine silver scales with a circular arc were quietly covered.

After the space paused, the golden dragon spear's body was filled with golden light, as if it had forcibly broken free from the constraints and fell into the slender jade hand.

"Who gives you the courage to challenge the Douluo plane." A cold and extremely beautiful voice echoed in the abyss passage.

There was already one more person around Tang Wulin. She was wearing platinum armor, covered with round scales, and a pair of huge dragon wings were spread out behind her, which shone with Tang Wulin's dragon-moon battle armor.

In one hand, she held Tang Wulin's hand and the other hand was holding the golden dragon spear.

And the moment she appeared, the entire Blood God Array suddenly changed drastically.

The nine-color halo, which was originally just operating normally, suddenly increased by more than ten times, turning into a huge nine-color light column and soaring into the sky. The light column soared upwards, at least ten thousand meters above the altitude, and countless halos of various colors flocked from farther places.

The nine blood gods felt their bodies lighter and were shocked to find that the blood god formation had actually escaped from their control. The aura of the formation itself was madly increasing in geometric multiples.

"Who are you? Impossible. This plane does not control the plane. Who are you?" The voice of the Saint Lord of the Abyss was low and angry, and it was even more incredible.

"I don't know that it's just because of your ignorance. If you don't know, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist." The cold female voice rang out slowly. But there seemed to be no joy in her voice. On the contrary, there was a clear smell of melancholy in her voice.

The next moment, the nine-color halo fell from the sky, covering her body and Tang Wulin's body. The bodies of the two people actually merged with each other in front of everyone.

The body expanded, and all the plane forces seemed to become part of their bodies at this moment. Even the golden dragon spear coiled around a silver dragon, quickly turning into nine colors, and its breath soared wildly. The nine-color dragon spear bloomed with unprecedented majesty.

The entire abyss passage was quickly rendered into nine colors, and the previously broken formation texture reappeared.

"The little abyss shines brightly?" The cold female voice sounded again.

At this moment, the one who was floating in the air had turned into a nine-color female war god like a nine-colored female war god. Her armor completely surpassed the scope of normal battle armor, and the huge nine-colored dragon light and shadow were suspended behind her.

No matter who is present, when you see this nine-colored dragon, you will feel like you want to worship it immediately, as if it is the center of the world.

The nine-color halo flashed, and the next moment, the figure of the female war god had reached the front of the white seven-fingered hand. The spear pointed out like lightning. The moment she stabbed her spear, nine colorful light belts instantly emerged around her, blending into the spear. At her feet, an extremely magnificent and complex pattern appeared.

The abyss passage trembled violently, and the sky completely turned into nine colors at this moment. Every element was cheering and thrilling, as if at this moment, the energy of heaven and earth on the entire Douluo Continent had been condensed here.

The seven-fingered big hand was no longer as relaxed as before, and suddenly clenched its fist and collided with the nine-colored dragon spear.

A harsh hissing sound rang out, and a low shock echoed in the passage.

The seven-fingered hand was obviously shocked and retreated, while the nine-colored dragon spear kept stabbing out. Every shot and the seven-fingered hand would make it appear with more nine-colored lights and retreat step by step.

Who would have thought that such a dramatic scene would happen? Who was the woman wearing silver armor? Where did she come from? Why did she feel that the battle armor on her body is at most three-character level, but she can shine so brightly in this blood god formation.

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