The Purple Flame Seal wrapped around the white-haired figure and was shrinking.
The clone was also very careful.
Because …
The power of the white-haired figure had exceeded his expectations. Under normal circumstances, no one would be able to block this move of his.
However …
Not only was he not sealed, he still had a very strong power to resist.
"Great Yang Realm."
"God Emperor Zi Yang!"
"Hehe …"
"I will remember him, but … Die for me first."
Suddenly.
The power that the white-haired figure had released suddenly retracted.
Heaven and earth stopped trembling.
Space stopped shattering.
The scene of the end of the world had all stopped.
Everyone in the Primordial World was startled, and then they started to cheer.
"Thank the heavens."
"We are still alive, we are not dead."
"Hahaha … It must be Emperor Xuan who saved us."
"Emperor Xuan is mighty."
… ….
They rejoiced and jumped for joy.
However …
They did not know that this was because Long Fei's clone had bound the white-haired figure, and the white-haired figure had no choice but to retract the power that he had released.
To strengthen himself.
He retracted his power.
In an instant. His body immediately swelled up.
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The figure became bigger, and rays of dazzling white power burst forth from his body, directly breaking the Purple Flame Seal runes.
The clone increased its power, but it seemed to be a little strenuous.
The white illusory figure said, "If it was Emperor God Zi Yang, this illusory figure of mine wouldn't even be able to take one hit from him. It's a pity … It's a pity that you aren't Emperor God Zi Yang. The purple flame power that you've cultivated isn't even one ten-thousandth of his.
"Hehe …"
"It's far from enough!"
A furious roar.
The white-haired figure's body shook heavily.
"Rumble!"
"Rumble!"
"Rumble!"
One after another, the Purple Flame Seal runes collapsed, and a powerful shock wave burst out.
"Buzz!"
The land of the Divine Palace turned into ashes, leaving nothing behind.
The sky within a hundred thousand miles shattered.
It turned into a broken scene.
The entire Primordial World seemed to have lost its gravity and suddenly fell.
"Hualala!"
"Hualala!"
The white-haired figure said coldly, "Break for me!"
"Bang, bang, bang …"
The purple flame runes were like ropes that had been snapped. They were torn apart one by one, and the purple flame seal was rapidly weakening.
The Wise Mad King's eyes narrowed. "This is bad. He can't hold on much longer."
The little Daoist sat cross-legged. "Eternal Dao Scripture, Guard Against Gods!"
"Buzz, buzz, buzz …"
A series of golden runes formed a defensive suit that layered over the doppelganger's body. However, as soon as it came into contact with the white-haired phantom's power, it shattered.
Seeing this, the Wise Mad King decided to go all out. "Argh!"
There was a roar.
"Mad Demon Transformation!"
"Boom!"
His eyes turned blood-red, and so did his entire body. He fell into a demonic state. He flipped his right hand and grabbed at the void.
Boom!
A giant blood-red war hammer appeared out of thin air.
"Ah …"
The Wise Mad King charged toward the white-haired figure like a bolt of red lightning. When he was in mid-air, he swung his hammer at the figure.
"Boom!"
The white-haired figure's body sank.
The illusory figure above his head began to crack.
The white-haired figure raised his eyes and stared at the Wise Mad King. His eyes were like a demon's as he let out a shrill roar. "Scram!"
"Boom!"
The Wise Mad King was sent flying a million kilometers away.
He couldn't block it at all.
"Boom!"
A million kilometers away, the Wise Mad King fell. The scene was like a nuclear explosion.
However.
In the deep pit.
The Wise Mad King turned over and stood up. He didn't even bother to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. "Motherf * cker!"
"Argh!"
With a furious roar, he rushed forward again.
In an instant, he arrived above the white-haired figure's head. This time, he held the hammer with both hands and roared at the white-haired figure, "Go to hell!"
"Boom!"
The figure dissipated.
The white hair broke.
This time, the white-haired figure's swollen body shrank slightly.
However.
The white-haired figure's eyes were fierce. The space crazily cracked, and there were continuous explosions. "Die, die, you all must die!"
The Wise Mad King was furious.
His power was like a flood that was crazily pouring out.
The power of the Primordial World's laws was crushed by him.
The little Daoist also turned from defense to attack. One after another, the runes flew out, surrounding the white-haired figure and exploding fiercely.
The Purple Flame Seal had not completely collapsed, and it could still be temporarily suppressed.
Once it broke through the suppression, no one would be able to stop it.
When the clone saw that the Wise Mad King had caused an effective attack on the white-haired figure, his heart tightened, "Go all out!"
"Let's kill together!"
With a flip of his left hand, a purple light lingered, and a punch broke through the air.
"Rumble!"
It bombarded the white-haired figure's chest. The purple flames exploded and formed a seal again. The white-haired figure's body shrank slightly again.
"Mad Devil Hammer!"
"Rumble!"
"Exterminate!"
"Rumble!"
All kinds of powerful forces exploded. The white-haired figure continued to weaken, and his swollen body continued to shrink.
Even so.
The black-haired figure on the other side did not think of helping.
Just like how the white-haired figure did not help him earlier.
Because …
He knew that the three of them together were not a match for the white-haired figure.
As for him …
After blasting Long Fei out of the Divine Palace, Long Fei fell into the Dragon Blood Lake. He originally wanted to leave, but he suddenly realized that Long Fei was still breathing.
His heart immediately became unhappy.
"Buzz!"
His body fell.
He flew down from the sky.
The aura of power released from his body was like a black flame, directly covering the sky.
Murong Xiong's eyes darkened, he looked at the dark sky and said faintly: "Think of a way to save Long Fei, I'll go deal with him."
Sword Elder said: "I'll go too."
Old Extermination said: "Count me in."
The three of them flew up.
They knew that when the black-haired figure came down, Long Fei was definitely not dead.
Xiao Bai reacted and said: "Boss is still alive, still alive."
Bing Huo said: "Although I am not from the Divine Dragon Clan, there is still dragon blood flowing in my body. I should be able to go down."
Xiao Bai said: "Your wings are broken, and you're heavily injured. Are you sure you can do it?"
Bing Huo replied, "I'm fine."
As they spoke, Bing Huo stepped into the Dragon Blood Lake.
"Swish swish …"
White smoke rose crazily from his body, as if he had stepped into sulfuric acid instead of the Dragon Blood Lake. It was extremely painful, extremely painful.
His Dragon Blood's level was too low, it was simply unable to withstand the Dragon Ancestor's blood essence.
As soon as he stepped in, his flesh and blood were frantically tearing apart.
However …
He did not use the Pain Body, he still had a bit of Dragon Blood on him, if he couldn't do it, no one could.
Everyone looked at Bing Huo, frowning.
Su Su muttered: "Big Brother Long Fei, wake up, hurry up and get up!"
Blood Moon Queen also clasped her hands together and said, "Hubby, quickly get up, quickly get up, this world is still waiting for you to save it."
At the bottom of the Dragon Blood Lake.
Long Fei's eyes were slightly closed as he laid there quietly, not moving at all.
It was just that …
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