Journey To the West: Help Styx Strengthen the Abi Sword at the Start

The energy continued to disappear, the bloodthirsty demon's face changed again and again, and then the spear light swept out, sweeping the casting temple.

brush!

That thousand miles of spear light formed, covering the heavens, reflecting the red of the human world.

The vitality of the heavens was instantly shattered by this energy and destroyed.

Has been paying attention to De Hongjun and Tiandao's discoloration here.

This attack, they wondered that they must not be able to catch it.

The Great Immortal Yang Mei in the hall was the same, and he couldn't remember this attack either.

He looked at Ye Fan, who was still drinking tea with a calm expression on his face.

"Aren't you going to make a move?"

Ye Fan didn't speak, a burst of aroma wafted out of the tea cup in his hand, but he took a sip and suddenly paused.

Then he glanced at the half bowl of Enlightenment Tea, looked at Yang Mei, and said, "Do you mind if I waste half a cup of tea?"

Yang Mei was taken aback by Ye Fan's words. This person is really too much. Would you like to drink tea at this time?

What's the waste?

"This tea is just tea for us!" Yang Mei said.

"That's good!"

Ye Fan's eyes were narrow, his sleeves waved, and the tea in the tea bowl was directly raised against the wall of the cast temple.

And this leaning, the bloodthirsty demon **** who was rampant outside suffered.

The tea poured out directly turned into huge waves and appeared in the first heaven.

Shattering!

The billowing huge wave suddenly collided with the scarlet spear light.

"Looking for death!" The bloodthirsty demon's eyes were gloomy, in his opinion this guy was completely self-destructive.

"I want to use the waves to resist the spear light of my Chaos Soul Destroying Gun, it's ridiculous!"

boom!

The blood-colored spear light that swept across instantly met with tea.

At the moment of contact, the huge blue wave disappeared, but the blood-red gun light became more dense.

The people paying attention here stared dumbfounded at the disappearing giant wave, with question marks all over their heads.

"This? It's fake, isn't it?"

"Pinch me, it must be an illusion!"

"Yes, how could the master of the forging temple be so vulnerable!"

"Blessed Tianzun, Poor Dao must be too tired and mentally problematic!"

In short, all the creatures in the sky and the earth did not believe that their great nobles unexpectedly issued such a tasteless attack.

This is totally unreasonable.

"Um?"

And the bloodthirsty demon stared at the disappearing giant wave and the spear light that became rich in color, his expression could not help being solemn!

The opponent is a demon god, how could such a low-level mistake happen?

"I want to see what you are doing!"

With a sneer on his face, he let his spear roll forward and blasted on the casting temple.

"It's over, the Casting Temple is about to collapse!"

"The other party is the ultimate demon god!"

And all the fairy gods in the casting temple were pale and speechless.

Is the Lord of the Temple Molding pitting himself or pitting them?

They don't know, but they just know that if this cast temple can't stop this horrible blow, they will be here today.

"It's over!" Taibai Jinxing looked at the **** light that was close at hand, and slowly closed his eyes.

Many people held their breath and stared at the spear light without blinking their eyes.

"I believe in honor!"

It's not just who shouted.

Suddenly the gods shouted in unison: "I'm waiting for you to believe in your honor!"

Million Immortals looked excited at this moment, as if it was not them who had just shouted scared, but another group of people.

"I'll wait for the details!" The aura on them became stronger and stronger, and an unyielding force slowly formed.

Daxian Yang Mei was dumbfounded.

He murmured: "I know, I know, what is lacking in my world is this belief!"

"No wonder Daoists say that it takes sages to teach and transform living beings in order to cultivate outstanding people and great abilities."

Suddenly Yang Mei stood up and bowed to Ye Fan deeply: "Yang Mei, thank you fellow daoist!"

Ye Fan put the tea cup on the table and said, "You are welcome, let's see the result!"

Click!

The blood light directly fell on the casting temple.

There was a strange sound.

Then, under everyone's stunned gaze, the blood-red gun light seemed to be powerless.

It slid down directly from the outer wall of the Cast Temple.

"This is the power of the laws of good fortune?" Great Immortal Yang Mei stared at the spear light that had condensed into a red strip, with a face of wonder.