Emperor of Nine Suns

The soul fire in the huge old pangolin's body has been flickering, like a candle in the wind!

Its already damaged body exposed thick bones. Although it was not dead, the blood was almost drained. Everyone felt that this huge monster would crash to the ground at any time and never get up again.

At this time, the old pangolin struggled to support its body and did not fall down. It was extremely difficult. It was like a huge paper shield, and it was already vulnerable!

"Duxu Peak's energy is exhausted, today's catastrophe is inevitable, this is the way of heaven, and the will of heaven cannot be violated! Zhao Shi, if you go against the sky, you will naturally be punished by heaven!"

The Lord of Tianmo Peak rose slowly, his black clothes and red hair danced like lightning, he was judging all living beings like a god above the nine heavens, with a cold and harsh tone.

"Since the old man doesn't want to die, then after you've been knocked down, he'll have cramps and skin, and let you die after exposing to the sun for a few days!"

"Old dog, if you overestimate yourself, you will have to pay the price."

"Blow up the old thing and let it fall into the endless Shura hell."

A group of peak masters' killing intent rose, like twelve rounds of scorching sun bursting into the void again!

"Don't waste time, let's take it down together, Lie Tianqian Tu Lingzhen!"

The scholar in green shirt waved his sleeves, he couldn't say he was free and easy, but it made all living beings fear.

After hearing his words, many peak masters froze for a moment, then nodded.

The next moment, waves of palpitating aura suddenly emanated from the void.

At this second, whether it is the master of Zhanhun Peak who is practicing the way of swordsmanship, or the master of Shocking God Peak who is practicing melody... Although each peak master has different cultivation methods, at this moment, the aura emanating from them is surprisingly consistent ...

Fairy Shura in white, a scholar in blue, and the Giant Blood Peak Master who looked like a giant spirit god, and the True Demon Peak Master who was like his hometown, their indifferent expressions became exactly the same.

A bloody aura full of endless killing aura, filled with the misery that seemed to be about to slaughter the common people, permeated the world!

Visible to the naked eye, streaks of blood-red light spread from around the body of the twelve peak masters. That

The blood light is connected to each other, and in an instant, the light it emits becomes brighter and brighter, and the evil breath is overwhelming,

Overwhelms all senses.

The Tiangan Tuling Formation is the secret of the Demon Underworld Sect, a peerless formation that belongs to the top secret.

Among the seventy-two ancient peaks, there are twelve ancient peaks at the sky level, twenty-four ancient peaks at the earth level, and thirty-six ancient peaks at the human level.

And this heavenly slaughter spirit formation is the joint attack formation of twelve ancient sky-level peaks.

In this set of formations, no matter what exercises the disciples of the Twelve Ancient Peaks have practiced with each other, their spiritual powers can be perfectly integrated, and the conflicts among them can be transformed into terrifying evil spirits!

And the Heavenly Stem Tuling Formation, which was jointly used by the twelve dignified peak masters, has not appeared a few times in the entire history of the Demon Underworld Sect.

Obviously, Zhao Shi's ancient pangolin's tyrannical body did make the Lord of the Nether Peak lose his last patience, and he would kill it to death before using such a formation, and then tortured the corpse!

When the twelve blood-colored rays of light reached their peak, no other colors could be seen between the heaven and the earth.

In everyone's field of vision, there is only that bleak blood red, and the blood red light like fresh blood fills every inch of space between the sky and the earth.

The strong murderous intent and evil spirit swept across the four directions like a death storm, blowing the whole world to death.

Amidst the dazzling blood-colored light, the huge pangolin narrowed its eyes slightly. At this moment, a feeling of exhaustion suddenly emerged in its heart.

I can't hold it anymore, I really can't hold it anymore.

I can no longer guard the disciples of Duxu Peak, I'm tired!

No matter how unwilling it is, the body of this ancient giant beast with withered blood and dry life can no longer resist the Heavenly Stem Spirit Slaying Formation driven by the joint efforts of the twelve peak masters... …

It seems that today is really the day of Duxu Peak's destruction!

Zhao Shi secretly sighed, feeling that the destructive glare of blood had come with an incomparable force, he closed his eyes silently.

The old pangolin's dim yellow eyes suddenly dripped big and big cloudy teardrops, because of the serious internal injury, even the tears were thick with blood.

Goodbye, Duxu Peak...

Boom boom boom...

The powerful spiritual coercion of the twelve peak masters teamed up blasted out like an ancient sacred mountain, and the violent roar resounded through the universe. At this second, the whole world seemed to explode in an instant.

Even though it was still dozens of feet away, the old pangolin could already sense the shocking and terrifying fluctuations of spiritual power, the impact that could instantly kill him into powder!

The whole world stands still at this second!

Sorry, I left first!

This was Zhao Shi's last thought, but he soon discovered that this second was unusually long, and the Twelve Peaks were hit by Tiangan Tu Ling, who joined forces, but they didn't hit him?

Missed?

Or did they call it quits?

No, maybe this is because the power of the shocking blow is too great, directly destroying one's own body and blasting one's consciousness out of the body!

It seems that I am dead, only consciousness is left...

While Zhao Shi was thinking wildly, a young but firm voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Junior Brother Zhao, you have worked hard, the next... leave it to me."

Zhao Shi was taken aback when he heard the words, obviously he was not dead yet, so he opened his eyes suddenly.

this……! ! !

His pupils shrank violently in an instant!

About ten feet away in front of Zhao Shi, a long gray figure stood proudly in the void.

In front of him, a hundred-foot golden shield of light blocked the entire area in front of him.

The light shield was covered with tiny cracks, but it still emitted a dazzling golden light.

Boom boom boom!

The huge roaring sound reached Zhao Shi's ears who had regained consciousness.

He saw bloody torrents flying out of the Heavenly Stem and Spirit Slaying Formation formed by the twelve peak masters, like tens of thousands of prehistoric beasts, constantly impacting on the golden light shield in the young man's hand, but still unable to destroy it? !

The brilliant phosgene exploded in all directions, and the entire world reflected was filled with strong golden-red light!

This young man is so strong that he blocked the combined attack of the twelve peak masters with his own strength.

Suddenly, the gray-clothed boy turned his head. With stars in his eyes, he nodded slightly at Zhao Shi. His right hand maintained the posture of offering a light shield. With a wave of his left hand, a cyan aura flew into Zhao Shi's mouth.

Zhao Shi immediately noticed that a warm current circulated in his limbs and bones, and quickly repaired his wounds. This was actually the ancient medicine that has been lost for healing—immemorial blood ganoderma. Ben's treasure!

"Thank you big brother!"

Zhao Shi didn't even have the strength to speak, but he believed that Chu Chen, who had already refined Huangxi and broke out of the cocoon, could understand what he meant.

At this moment, Chu Chen turned his head slowly, and turned his gaze back to the twelve peak masters who were attacking frantically in formation. His sharp eyes were like looking at twelve prey!