Super God Evolution

It looked like a childish little girl comparing her strength with a car. No matter how hard she waved her thin arms, she could not push it.

It looked ridiculous, but no one could laugh.

Molten Demon and others were hanging in the air, neither up nor down, staring helplessly at the sky. Although there was something strange in the formation, their fully prepared attack seemed to be meaningless?

Melting Demon and others did not dare to act rashly. The gray mist energy ball was unusual. The gray mist inside was used by Yin Qiuyi. If they came forward to help, they would only cause the gray mist to become restless, thereby unbalancing the energy that they had worked so hard to create. , the only result of imbalance is explosion.

"We." Tianrong gritted his teeth and spoke in a low voice, but his words were immediately suppressed.

"Grand Formation, Grand Formation is on again!" The Transcendence Realm experts shouted. Now they have temporarily forgotten about Yin Qiuyi's strange behavior. The changes in the Grand Formation have diverted everyone's attention.

The huge array bloomed with intense light beams. The light beams soared into the sky and hung in the air. The rays of light intertwined and converged into a huge figure.

Everyone's heart trembled violently. When they passed through the realm of gray mist during the decisive battle in Hongxuan Realm, everyone had seen the phantom of light in the seal of the Holy Lord in the void. It was a serious and deep middle-aged man. , exactly the same as the huge figure in front of you!

It's just that the phantom of the Holy Lord in the realm of gray fog is slightly blurry and cannot be seen clearly, but the ray of light in front of him is clearer, but also a large circle smaller. It stands on the bare sandy land and looks down at everyone below. .

"It's the Holy Lord! The Holy Lord has arrived!"

"Sure enough, Lord Holy Lord has not abandoned us!"

"We are saved! We still have hope!"

A large group of Transcendent Realm experts shouted excitedly.

Only the Lords of the Hundred Realms were horrified and extremely silent. Then all kinds of doubts came to their minds. They could see at a glance that the phantom of the Holy Lord in front of them was completely different from the phantom in the formation. This was not reserved for the big formation. The consciousness in the formation is different from the consciousness in the crystal wall seal. What is in front of you is a clone!

The Holy Lord is not dead! The Holy Lord in front of me is filled with an aura that does not belong to this world. The clone of the Holy Lord is projected from the universe!

The hearts of the Lords of the Hundred Realms were even more turbulent. They had also imagined the possibility that the Holy Lord was still alive. In their minds, the Holy Lord might be seriously injured, hiding in a corner to recuperate silently, just like they did before. All connections with the outside world were closed to conceal the truth from others.

The Holy Lord may not be dead, but he should never be as lively as he is in front of him! Not only did he not die, but he was always paying attention to what was going on here in the universe!

The Lords of the Hundred Realms came to mind more and more, and at the same time, a painful feeling came to mind.

When the conspiracy was being carried out in the Annihilation Palace, the Holy Lord did not come.

When the Evil Shadow Emperor Statue and the Evil Shadow Emperor broke the crystal wall seal, the Holy Lord did not come.

But when Yin Qiuyi decided to bombard the last treasure, the Holy Lord came.

What does the Holy Lord plan to do?

The light shadow lowered its cold eyes and stared coldly at the people below. To be precise, it was looking down at Yin Qiuyi and the gray mist energy ball above her head.

He gently raised his huge finger condensed by light and touched it on the gray mist energy ball. The energy ball shattered straight away, disappearing like a balloon with a "pop" sound, without blooming with brilliant fire.

"Is this the power of the Holy Lord!"

"Lord Holy Lord, please save us, the Evil Shadow Emperor is coming!" The Transcendence Realm experts exclaimed in surprise.

Yiyun and Ziyue only felt a little cold on their bodies. They tightened their clothes and looked up at the Lords of the Hundred Realms behind them. Seeing their gloomy and uncertain faces, they suddenly panicked. There seemed to be something wrong with this?

Ziyue swallowed her saliva. She and Yin Qiuyi had met many times. She trusted that woman, so what was the source of this unknown feeling of panic?

Ziyue raised her gaze and looked directly at the savior, the Holy Lord, who had a cold and majestic face. There was no sadness or joy in that person's face. His eyes were fixed on Yin Qiuyi, and then he spoke coldly.

"I'm very disappointed in you!" The Holy Lord's shadow said coldly.

This sentence immediately extinguished the ecstasy of all the Transcendence Realm experts. They fell into a confused silence and exchanged glances with each other. They could not understand the meaning of the Holy Lord's words, and then they all looked at the Lords of the Hundred Realms. All they got was A look of silence and confusion.

Holy Lord Phantom doesn't care at all about people who are like ants in his eyes. Even the Lord of the Hundred Worlds is just a slightly bigger ant in his eyes. In his eyes, only Yin Qiuyi, the one whom he has devoted his attention to The person who has gained the hope of the Tianxia Saint Clan.

"I'm very disappointed in you! Your trial must be over!"

The saint's phantom completely ignored the shock caused by his words, stretched out his giant hand of light and grabbed Yin Qiuyi. The diffuse gray mist dissipated, the gray mist on the body stopped completely, and Yin Qiuyi returned to the elegant woman in the green skirt. , but now, his face is full of confusion.

Yin Qiuyi could see the suction power in that giant hand of light. Her whole body seemed to collapse in that hand at any time. The star's restraint on her had no effect at all. The scenery in front of her eyes changed rapidly, and there were familiar pictures below. The faces are getting farther and farther away.

"No!" Yin Qiuyi gritted her silver teeth, and the sword light flashed, without the obstruction of the gray mist, the sword light became smoother, a mighty hurricane swept across, the sky thunder roared, the long sword surged with the rhythm of the power of rules, this sword was peeling Except for the full blow after the gray mist!

Zheng——

The sword light struck the sky, shattering the space and piercing into the giant hand of light in front of him.

puff--

The light on the giant hand stagnated slightly and dimmed slightly. The cracks in the space tore open a small amount of the giant's wrist. The blade of the long sword penetrated the palm of the hand for about a few inches, and then it could no longer advance an inch.

Kakaka——

The light on the giant hand lit up again, and with a little force, the long sword, a regular and rare object crafted by the ancient interstellar empire, was shattered inch by inch without any resistance.

"I've wasted a lot of time and it's time to end."

The light shadow seemed to be sighing and whispering. After saying this, it pinched it down with its hand.

Boom boom——

In the air, two circles of space ripples surged, and two figures jumped out of the space channel in a hurry.

"Young Master," gray mist surged around Yi Xun's body, "It seems my mission has been completed."

Chu Lin raised his gaze and looked directly at the figure under the giant hand. When Chu Lin looked in that direction, Yin Qiuyi happened to be looking here too, and the two looked at each other from a distance.

Chu Lin stretched out his hand, and Yin Qiuyi opened his mouth to say something, but the giant hand of light squeezed it mercilessly. With a "pop" sound, the giant hand of light squeezed, and the figure in the green skirt holding the sword disappeared without a trace.