Heavenly Emperor

"Have you heard of the Three-Three Little Thunder Tribulation?"

"No." Tian Wu, who was still young, shook his head.

"Don't look at its name, there are actually three levels of cultivator who died under this thunderstorm."

Many years later, Tian Wu, who had experienced thunder tribulation, had lingering palpitations. He had an inexplicable hunch that sooner or later he would die under the thunder tribulation floating in the dark clouds.

The memory of a moment collapsed from consciousness. Tianwu's body was dripping with blood and then evaporated by thunder, turned into a scorched black, his beard and hair were all stretched, and his eight faces were divided into compassion, anger, resentment, viciousness, madness, and ecstasy. Harmony and desperation, eight faces flashed from time to time, spinning endlessly.

The tiger's tail rose behind him and had broken seven of them. He was extremely miserable. Under the thunder, everything was gone.

Tian Wu suddenly yelled: "The wind is light, you can't disperse me when you thunder." With a loud voice, he suddenly smashed a piece of land and jumped high, like a brave warrior. Thunder rushed.

He had even forgotten that this was Xia Qi's attack, not the thunder tribulation he had experienced. A thunder draped over his body, taking away one-third of his vitality, one after another dense and dense like never stopping.

Ascending to mid-air, Tian Wu had no trace of good flesh all over his body. Even the city of Eight Swallows was destroyed, only one was mad and one was desperate. However, he was still predominantly insane, his arms stretched out, and a small tornado converged at the top of his two hands.

"call"

Then it skyrocketed a hundredfold in an instant, as if he had caught two tornadoes, his arms merged, the wind dispelled the dark clouds for a moment, and he laughed wildly.

However, immediately I saw that the thunder did not fall, but gathered in one place. It was like a huge thunder held by a giant with a width of enough to cover the entire canyon. Compared with the thunder, the body was as small as an ant.

"Xiaoxiao Divine Thunder."

A cold voice reached his ears at this moment. He turned his head in despair and saw the smaller figure below. He was long and standing, otherwise it would be dusty, powerful and dazzling.

"boom"

There was no other sound in the world, only the magnificent sound of the god thunder falling, and the sound of the god thunder was like the sound of the avenue, and the requiem was played.

In just a moment, Tian Wu didn’t even have time to scream, and turned into fly ash, like an ant thrown into the raging fire. In an instant, there was no trace left. He just saw clearly that his madness was lost. There is only one face of despair left in the destruction.

"boom"

The divine thunder swept all over, and the Grand Canyon was turned into flat ground in an instant. Xia Qi slowly separated his hands. In an instant, the heavens and the earth returned to clearness. His face was pale and sweaty, and his clothes were soaked. Although Tianwu was dead, he The power of is also exhausted.

However, the matter was not over yet, at this moment, the gravel below suddenly raised a bag, and an emerald green sound was shot out and flew straight towards Xia Qi, a burst of wild and cold laughter resounded: "Xia Qi" Qi Xiaoer, go to death for me!"

Xia Qi reluctantly hovered in the air, weak and unable to fight back. However, his eyes were still calm, quietly watching this figure flying up, suddenly sneered and asked: "Jumang, you and Wu that day Isn't it right! In other words, the power of the two of you conflicts and cannot work together against the enemy?"

Ju Mang sneered, his eyes rose with murderous intent, and he flew straight to 100 meters from Xia Qi. Suddenly a sharp-edged emerald green bamboo rod appeared in his hand, pointing to Xia Qi's eyebrows: "Something is not right, but the strength is matched. However, I will not come out, because you will inevitably run away when you see that it is no match. We may not be able to kill you with the flame flag off the ground."

"Haha, but it's different now. I just need to hide, and you will fight Tianwu blood. At that time, even if you can win, you will be exhausted. I will kill you easily."

"One life for you, Xia Qi, one life, Wu did not lose his death that day."

Xia Qi ignored the approaching murderous intent, his eyes still calm, and even a hint of mockery appeared.

As if stimulated by Xia Qi’s expression, Jumang’s movements were not slow, and the bamboo spear was quickly handed out. The grimace pointed directly at Xia Qi’s eyebrows, and said with a sneer: "Xia Qi, next year, today, on your grave, I will spread it. Wine celebration."

The sharp tip of the bamboo spear is like a green viper, glowing with a cold light, piercing into Xia Qi's eyebrows. At this moment, Xia Qi reluctantly raised his head back, and then avoided it sideways, with a drop of blood dripping down from the center of his eyebrows. Although his face became paler and the big beads of sweat rolled off, his eyes were still calm, and his fingers were slightly bent and pressed down on his side.

"Destroying God's Tribulation."

The moment the three words were uttered, a robbery thunder that had already gathered fell from the sky and hit Jumang. Jumang snorted, his face was burnt, but suddenly he raised his head and laughed: "Haha, Xia Qi, you really are already It’s the end of the battle. If you don’t die today, the laws of heaven will not tolerate you."

"Come on to daddy!" With a swing of the bamboo spear, Ju Mang pounced on Xia Qi again.

As soon as Xia Qi moved, the sweat rolled off his face, but he was not anxious, and even said helplessly: "When do you want to watch the battle? I will save you two names. You should pay me back somehow!"

"What?" Jumang changed color suddenly, and at this moment, a cold voice sounded from behind him close at hand: "You were so powerful just now, I thought I didn't need me anymore!" Although the voice was a bit complaining, However, the action is very fast.

"Bah"

The air was torn, and the corner of Jumang’s eyes saw only a cold glow that seemed to come from the sky and plunged into his temple. It was a cyan hosta, glowing like a ghost, and the hand holding the hairpin was white. Ruyu.

"Nine-nine hairpins, soul-eaters." The cold voice sounded, and Jumang only felt cold in his hands and feet, his soul seemed to be imprisoned, and then he was sucked and attacked by a big monster without any resistance. He is an ancestral witch and can't do anything about it.

Despair rose in his heart like a tide, Jumang's face was pale, and he screamed: "How is this possible?"

"Is it impossible?" Xia Qi slowly straightened up and mocked: "Please use your brain? Shang Yang was indeed stabbed to death by Xuan Ming's bone spur once, but, if it is not wrong, at that time , So Zhu Jiuyin also shot! The power of time was added to which bone spurs, and this restrained her innate supernatural powers."

"But, for the second time, when you were present all the way, when did the power of the candle nine yin time be added to the Xuanming bone spurs?"

Ju Mang only feels that his own soul has been almost broken and swallowed, but the whole person is hideous like a demon: "You are slaying me in a partnership."

"It's not a pit kill." Xia Qi smiled: "At best, you should think that you are unlucky. I did it unintentionally, so ah! Some people have better use their brains before doing things."

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