First Son-in-law

"Array!"

Beichen Linglong's face was solemn.

The Twelve Kings were terrified in their hearts, and hurriedly opened their posture.

There is actually a Living Underworld Saint here, who once fell into Ziwei, which is beyond frightening.

"Although my projection doesn't have the prestige of a saint, it's still more than enough to deal with you little dolls!" Mingsheng's projection had a cold voice, contemptuous of everyone.

"Then add me!"

In the north gate.

Mo Yaoluo leads people out.

She was also blocked by the mighty Pluto.

However, he has already been killed, and he also learned that the current situation is critical.

Immortal cultivators, demon cultivators, demon cultivators, and giants are all powerful forces that compete with each other, but they can still unite in the face of the dead.

"Burn him!"

Dongshinyao burst into brilliant sunlight.

He is a handsome young man with golden hair and red golden wings on his back.

The nine demon kings all revealed their bodies and turned into three-legged golden crows, all with wingspan and golden feathers, pouring out scorching breath.

It obviously didn't activate the supernatural powers, but it was like ten suns flying across the sky, burning the universe with boundless brilliance, and killing evil spirits.

This is the special feature of the Golden Crow, the power of the sun is in their blood.

"Small tricks!"

The avatar of Mingsheng exploded.

It turned into a cloud of black mist, sweeping across the audience, covering the sky and the sun.

He has no entity, it's just a projection, so once he makes a move, he will erode ghosts and creatures in all directions, and resound through the crying of all ghosts.

"Blast him!"

Thousand Fantasy Heavenly King roared angrily and exploded all directions.

Behind him are seven giant kings, a race of gods, with infinite combat power.

Both fists are like shooting stars, tearing apart the sky and shocking the world.

With only the strength of his body, he punched a million punches, like a storm of blades, trying to tear the black mist apart.

"too weak!"

The black mist is turbulent, feminine and changeable.

As the saying goes, using softness to overcome rigidity can easily resolve the giant king's fist strength.

Immediately, the black mist hardened and turned into a black gem blade, piercing through the heart of a hill giant king on the spot.

Pooh!

It's like opening a sluice to release water.

A torrent of giant blood spurted out.

Blood stained the sky, essence turned into clouds, and even a vision of hills appeared.

This is the king's blood, extremely precious, a treasure of alchemy, and now it flows like money, falling on the roof, melting the purple ice.

"Be careful, he can annihilate the imprint of the law of the physical body, so that the wound cannot heal." The mountain giant king snorted in pain, covered the wound, swallowed some divine substances, and then stopped the bleeding.

"We work together to encircle and suppress!"

Beichen Linglong and Mo Yaoluo looked at each other.

The two are old enemies, and it is rare to cooperate once, flanking each other.

Beichen Linglong held the holy sword, and the sharp sword intent stirred the nine heavens. Mo Yaoluo wielded the magic knife, with the intention of the knife vertically and horizontally, cutting heaven and earth vertically.

The two teamed up to strike, and the sword intent and saber intent intertwined to form a net of destruction, sweeping across hundreds of thousands of miles, clearing away the black mist, and returning the sky to a bright and clear sky.

"sharp!"

"But the level is too low."

The mocking sound of Mingsheng's projection echoed around.

The void swayed, and the black mist reappeared, dark and gloomy, immortal.

He also took the opportunity to sneak attack, piercing through a Golden Crow King who had passed the seventh stage of tribulation, golden blood mixed with broken feathers, poured on the roof, melting the purple ice.

"hateful!"

An old Golden Crow King made a move.

Forcibly intercepted and rescued the injured Dujie Golden Crow.

He is the king of the Nine Tribulations, old and steady, Dong Shenyao's deputy, and one of the main forces attacking Qianyuan.

"This golden crow?"

A strange feeling appeared in Qin Li's heart.

I always feel like I have seen this Nine Tribulations Old Golden Crow, but this is impossible.

Because before meeting them, Qin Li had only seen a Golden Crow, and that was Dong Rihuang, who died at the mouth of the Fallen Hill King.

"Qin Li, let's step back quickly." King Xuanfeng was terrified when he saw it. The projection of Ming Sheng was too strong, overwhelming all the kings present.

"If I can play, the Underworld Sage is not afraid." Qin Li felt Xianmu's imminent move, and wanted to kill him.

"Can you have some brains?" Xuanfeng Wang said angrily, "You are the only one of the fifth level of Dharma, full of big words, and you go up to make trouble? If His Highness is injured again in order to protect you, can you bear it?"

Qin Li shook his head.

I can't explain it.

at this time!

The situation is one-sided.

Mingsheng projection is invincible in all directions.

The giant's bone was shattered, blood gushed like rain, and it was in a horrible state.

The golden crow's feathers fluttered down, and the golden demon's blood gushed like a spring, burning golden clouds of fire.

The king shed blood, the demon king died, the four major forces joined forces, and they were still tortured by blood.

"Little girl, your body contains Emperor's blood, which is the best material to unseal the purple ice!" Mingsheng Projection stared at Beichen Linglong, and directly separated a black shadow, attacking and killing, as fast as an instant.

"What!"

Beichen Linglong retreated in shock.

The sword intent is pure and can break everything.

But the black shadow split and rejoined without any injury.

Beichen Linglong had no power to resist and was cornered.

"Not good, how did you get back here!" Beichen Linglong looked back, and Qin Li and King Xuanfeng were standing behind.

"Let me do it!"

Qin Li stepped out of the air and was about to enter the game.

"Faxiang ants!" The black shadow sneered, and shot out a black mist, trying to corrode Qin Li into scum.

Qin Li smiled.

Nutrients delivered to your door.

The fairy tree trembled, wanting to poke out the roots of the fairy, and eat it.

"Mr. Qin, be careful!" Beichen Linglong suddenly intercepted and protected Qin Li.

"ridiculous!"

Sombra suddenly changed his move.

The black mist of nothingness turned into a sharp black sword.

This is not supernatural power, but the ultimate strength to implement the change of rigidity and softness.

Stab it!

The black sword crossed.

There was a bloodstain on the beauty's jade neck.

The emperor's blood flowed out, bright red and noble, flowing with seven colors of brilliance.

The black shadow took advantage of the situation, and the emperor's blood flew across the sky like an arrow, and hit the purple ice seal directly, with a click, a crack was dissolved.

"Your Highness!"

King Xuanfeng exploded in anger:

"You slow-witted, dragging your feet again and again, hurting His Royal Highness's foundation, it's really abominable!"

Beichen Linglong's wounds recovered, she calmed down, grabbed Qin Li, and quickly retreated: "There is nothing to be angry about, Mr. Qin is also kind."

Mo Yaoluo's eyes sparkled, and he smiled and said: "You have such a pretty face, only in the realm of the law, and you are still protecting a calf, either a son or a lover."

Beichen gave her an exquisite look: "Now is not the time to joke, the projection of Ming Sheng is too powerful, there is no possibility of victory, let's retreat!"

Dong Shenyao nodded: "Ziwei's control seems to be gone, and this guy is staring at our Jinwu bloodletting, he really can't hold on."

Thousand Fantasy Heavenly King agreed: "Since he is a saint, then use divine artifacts to bombard him, can't the four great war fortresses destroy him?"

The cultivators exchanged ideas, put down the idea of ​​controlling Ziwei, and wanted to retreat.

"Jie jie jie!"

Sen sneered sharply.

"You only want to escape now, it's too late."

On the rooftop, the thick purple ice sealed a black coffin of death.

After pouring the blood of the kings, plus Beichen Linglong's emperor's blood, a small crack was successfully torn, and the power of burying the ancients oozed out like black oil.

"You all have to die." In the crack, three holy powers burst out, combined with the power of burying the ancients, they turned into projections of three ghost saints.

With just one projection, the kings vomited blood again and again.

Now the four projections, all shot together, turned into dark clouds of death, covering 80,000 miles, the solid purple jade ground is more pitted than corroded pits.

"Walk!"

All the cultivators were horrified.

There is no possibility of victory at all.

The four major forces withdrew into the Jinxian Palace in the east at the same time.

The Thousand Illusion Heavenly King summoned his strength and closed the heavy silver door forcefully.

"Actually, you don't need to run away!" Qin Li was quite speechless. He wanted to make a move several times, but was interrupted, feeling inexplicably annoyed.

"idiot!"

Dongshen's eyes showed contempt.

"Arrogant and ignorant!" Thousand Fantasy Heavenly King said coldly.

Xuanfeng's face flushed red with anger: "You still dare to be brave, believe it or not, I will kill you right now..."

The voice has not yet fallen!

boom!

The ground shook and the mountains fell apart.

Near Asgard was torn apart, and black mist surged in.

In the previous battle with the poisonous wine Hades, this palace is as stable as Mount Tai, but now it cannot withstand the blow from the projection of the Hades.

"You can't escape, let's be a sacrifice honestly!"

"I'll take you to the knife!"

Mingsheng's projection went straight to Beichen Linglong.

She bears the emperor's blood and is dragged down by Qin Li, so she is the best target.

Seeing this, Dong Shenyao and Qian Huan Tianwang didn't have any intention of helping, instead they sped up and fled, using Beichen Linglong as a shield.

Mo Yaoluo drifted away: "Since this Faxiang speaks wild words, then accept the price of talking big!"

Beichen Linglong calmly said: "I'm here to defend against the projection of the Underworld Sage, your guards, Mr. Qin, leave!"

This time, the Twelve Immortal Kings did not obey the order.

The unhappiness and anger in their hearts had accumulated to the extreme.

King Xuanfeng took a step up and pushed hard!

Actually, it directly pushed Qin Li into the black mist.