A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Jiang Ding and his flying sword, as well as the entire Starry Sky Unmanned Special Forces Group Army, were blown away by a palm, their tendons and bones were broken, and warships and fighter planes exploded one after another.

"...Emperor Realm..."

Jiang Ding barely stayed with his sword, his chest was soaked with blood, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

He looked at his sword.

It was bent.

The sword body had a 30-degree arc, and even the quasi-emperor weapon couldn't do it. It was about to break in an instant under the power of the emperor, and couldn't bear it at all.

"How do you have the power of the quasi-emperor?"

A flame giant descended and landed on the son of the Flame Flow Emperor, and asked slowly.

A strong pressure filled the four directions, and the fire spirit was particularly agitated, cheering, as if welcoming the rule master of the flame, cheering and pledging allegiance to him.

The body of this flame giant is even more terrifying. It is composed of strands of divine fire from heaven and earth. He has been refining his body for tens of thousands of years and has turned his body into a body composed of divine fire gold. It is indestructible. Any drop of blood can crush the starry sky, kill billions of lives, and form a never-extinguished abyss of fire.

"Father!"

"Father, father, you are finally here..."

The son of Emperor Yanliu cried loudly, and he was saved from a desperate situation. He hugged the legs of Emperor Yanshi, wailing and constantly telling about the great grievances he had suffered.

Emperor Yanshi frowned.

He didn't like his son's weakness, but he didn't show it at this time. Instead, he planned in his heart how to sharpen him in the future and couldn't let it go like this.

However, deep in his heart, he also felt that it was excusable.

If he had met a quasi-emperor when he was an emperor, when he was still a general-level cultivator, he would probably be so desperate, because the difference in strength was too great. Even if he was calm and calm, he would still be defeated and it would be useless.

"Father!"

"Capture him, I will torture him forever with the Emperor's Fire, I will skin him and tear his bones, I will burn his head bit by bit with the Soul Fire..."

The Emperor of Flame Flow calmed down a little, and immediately became extremely resentful, pointing at the Taoist in the blood robe and roaring ferociously.

He had never encountered such a humiliation before!

Being forced to such a point by a slave, even kneeling down to beg for mercy was useless, and he was still killed without mercy!

This almost completely destroyed his self-esteem, and this kind of humiliation would never be forgotten.

Emperor Yanshi frowned slightly.

The voice of the Emperor of Flame Flow paused instantly and was forcibly interrupted.

This kind of chattering, nagging curse like a woman really made the emperor unhappy, even if the Emperor of Flame Flow took out the Green Flame Gun and killed him immediately.

What does the curse mean?

This shows that his courage has been completely broken. He only wants to rely on the power of others and no longer dares to think about doing it himself. His fighting spirit has cracked and his heart has demons.

"Blood River King?"

"You, got the secret treasure of the ancient gods?"

Emperor Yanshi looked at the blood-robed Taoist and asked.

He looked at the many warships and fighter planes behind this slave. Those exquisite creations and those strict and complicated military formations are not something that a casual cultivator can make. No matter how talented they are, this is not something a cultivator can do.

"Guess?"

"Hahaha..."

Jiang Ding did not have any fear. He pressed the hilt of the sword and laughed wildly: "Your Majesty Yanshi, it's our first meeting. I have a sword!"

"Please appreciate it."

"Please don't be too careless and give me some respect."

"Because this sword comes from the superficial results of comprehending immortal arts, and from the crystallization of my sword wisdom from birth to now, almost my entire life."

Clang!

Jiang Ding's hand, which had been bent a lot, but was becoming more and more crazy and excited, slowly unsheathed the Taiqing flying sword.

At this moment, the world seemed to freeze, the sound of wind, rain, and space was broken, and even the flame rules around the emperor were silent for a moment, and space, order, and time seemed to be slightly distorted.

The entire world, the entire world, and all living things, at this time, even showed a slight trend of transforming into a two-dimensional space scroll, and were about to become creatures in another dimension.

In Jiang Ding's blood-gold pupils, everything in the world seemed to be covered with a faint blood-gold color, and there were strands of blood-gold networks in all directions, scattered on mountains, rivers, land, rivers, spiritual veins, and all living things.

The more powerful the object, the more complex the blood-gold lines on it.

Mountains, rivers, and land often have one or two strands, seven or eight strands, and the son of the Flame Flow Emperor has dozens of strands.

An instinct emerged in Jiang Ding's heart.

If his sword could cut into these blood-gold networks, then no matter how powerful the creature is, no matter how invincible its defense is, or how unparalleled its skills are, it will definitely be killed instantly.

And the strongest here...

Jiang Ding cast his eyes on Emperor Yanshi.

"This..."

Jiang Ding's body shook.

In front of him, there was no humanoid creature at all, but a vast and endless sea of ​​fire!

The blood-gold network was distributed in the sea of ​​fire, as if there were flaws and weaknesses everywhere, but it was nothing, except that there was a blood-gold line like a big dragon flashing in the deepest part.

"Kill!"

Jiang Ding could no longer care about anything.

He trembled in terrible fear, and in the crazy killing intent, he instantly burned his blood, mana, flesh and blood, and everything he had, all of which poured into the flying sword, and he had forgotten everything.

Keng!

He drew his sword and struck and killed!

boom!

At the same time, the fleet of the Great Sun Unmanned Army Group exploded into self-destruction. The naval guns roared and blasted out beams of sunlight that were several times greater than before. The brilliance of countless naval guns gathered together and converged in the Taiqing Flying Sword. Forming a bright and endless solar flare.

"Your Majesty Yanshi!"

Jiang Ding drank wildly.

"This sword,"

"The prototype of the sixteenth power called the Gold-Destroying Sword!"

boom!

An infinitely bright solar flare sword light struck along the endless blood-gold lines in the sky, along the most efficient sword path in the universe and space, towards the endless sea of ​​flames in front of it.

Even though this sea of ​​flames is endless, endless and far-reaching, like a mayfly shaking a tree, it doesn't matter.

However, he slashed down with his sword!

call out!

This sword light was approaching its extreme, and even initially broke through the shackles of space. It even seemed to have come into contact with the power of time, cutting off cause and effect, and headed straight towards the Flame Core on the left shoulder of Emperor Yanshi, the core of his flame body. .

"oh?"

Emperor Yanshi's expression changed slightly.

His flame core is his body refining core, and even the Great Emperor cannot easily find it out. How did this ant figure it out at a glance?

However, he didn't care much.

Emperor Yanshi stretched out two fingers, which were tempered by the divine fire of heaven and earth. Like an eighty-year-old man, he slowly reached forward and pinched them.

Keng!

It was clear that the space was empty and there was nothing, but when Flame Stone Emperor clamped it between his two fingers, a bright spark suddenly bloomed. Accompanied by the sharp sound of swords and guns, a large spark bloomed.

boom!

A terrifying explosion occurred between the two fingers. It was the power of the solar flare blooming!

The power of a solar flare when a quasi-emperor is madly burning with the blessing of essence and blood is far more powerful than when fighting against the flame quasi-emperor. This power is enough to completely destroy the flame order power of the flame quasi-emperor in an instant. No need to spend any time, it can be done instantly. Destructible.

However, the smoke dissipated instantly without causing any aftermath.

That terrible solar flare just bloomed and then extinguished instantly, as easily as pressing out a match, without any effort.

"This thing is similar to the power of order..."

Emperor Yanshi showed contempt and was startled again.

Keng!

The moment his fingers were about to close, the blue-gold flying sword suddenly erupted with a hazy force that transcended space and almost reached time. It passed through his fingers in an instant and flew past his cheek.

Emperor Flame Stone's cheeks felt slightly cold, then disappeared.

It was a blue-gold flying sword carrying a solar flare that slashed across his cheek, cutting a wound smaller than a hair, and then fell to the ground feebly.

The wound healed instantly, and if you didn't feel it carefully, you wouldn't even be able to notice that you were injured.

However, the defense was indeed broken and wounds were left.

Even though the wound was smaller than a mosquito bite, it healed instantly.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahahahaha...oh oh oh oh..."

Jiang Ding showed a look of ecstasy, cheered for joy, jumped back and forth on the spot, danced, and was extremely excited: "Flame Stone! What a waste!"

"You were actually injured by me, and you are the only one who still wants to refining Emperor Xu?"

"What a shame!"

"Hahaha……"

He scoffed wildly.

Emperor Yanshi's face was as gloomy as water, and he flicked his fingers.

Bang!

With a banging sound, the blood-robed Taoist cheering and jumping in front of him suddenly exploded with flesh and blood, and his bones were shattered and scattered in all directions. In an instant, he turned into a ball of rotten flesh. Only a complete head fell into the mud of flesh and blood, and his life was lost. The breath is extremely weak.

This is the Emperor's finger, his blow containing anger.

"Hahaha...uh."

Jiang Ding's wild laughter had to stop.

At this time, his disguise finally completely dissipated, his bloody robe disappeared, and his enchanting and handsome face disappeared, turning into a handsome sixteen-year-old boy, with the magic power of the Ten Thousand Transformations Magnetic Yuan Meridian flowing through his meridians, completely It is different from the mana aura of Blood River King's "Blood Nerve".

What's more important is that he has an exotic aura that is not from the Netherworld!

"Foreign land?"

"The alien sect of the human race?!!!"

Emperor Yanshi was horrified, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

At this moment, his whim and the instinct of his soul finally realized and started to alarm. Goosebumps all over his body rose up, and his whole soul was trembling crazily, issuing the strongest alarm in his life.

"Drink! Ah..."

Emperor Yanshi went crazy instantly.

He instantly burned all his essence and blood, and even began to burn the seeds of the rules of fire, self-destructing and burning his own Emperor's soldiers.

Without even looking at the Flame Emperor, he exploded everything, burned everything, and fled madly towards the Cangyan Holy Land at the fastest speed in his life.

"……well……"

"...fellow Taoist..."

"...It's already too late..."

At the same moment, along with one or many sighs, nine terrifying auras as huge as a galaxy, far larger than the Great Emperor, filled the starry sky.

Under these nine powers, everything had been burned, and the Flame Stone Emperor, who was running away like crazy, was instantly imprisoned, unable to move at all.

His body was like amber, frozen in the void.