Ji Qianming's eyes were full of murderous intent, and the flow of time around him was accelerated to the limit, directly shattering the air in front of him, making a sharp roar, chasing forward at a faster speed than the half-step God King.

The half-step God King felt a flash in front of him, and the mirror knife that made him scalp tingling appeared in front of him again.

This time, he couldn't hide.

The sword light flashed, cutting him in half, and the black flames ignited from the wound, and his body with spiritual sense burned into ashes in the air.

From Ji Qianming's attack to killing this half-step god king, the process seemed complicated, but it took only less than three seconds.

Ji Qianming turned around expressionlessly and looked at the three half-step god kings whose face was gloomy and could drip out of water. Two fields of light and darkness enveloped them at the same time.

Dawn realm, Netherworld realm.

"Who are you? You dare to break into the important area of ​​the battle domain!" A half-step god king widened his eyes and shouted angrily.

Ji Qianming's eyebrows slightly raised and he sneered: "I just broke through. Can you do this like this?"

Before he finished speaking, thousands of Dawn swords hanging above the dawn field suddenly fell, turning into a rain of sword-like intent, flying towards the three half-step god kings overwhelmed.

The mirror knife in Ji Qianming's hand was divided into thirteen pieces to surround his body. He explored his right hand in the night, took out a giant black flame sword, and rushed over on the morning light.

The half-step god king on the left took out a bronze bell, and his palm slapped the bell's body with heavy slap. The sound waves visible to the naked eye rushed out, shattering the sword rain all over the sky in the air. The remaining two half-step god kings were one holding a sword and the other holding a knife, flying towards Ji Qianming with great momentum.

He dragged out his long tail with one sword and one sword, and his spiritual power was as strong as a wave. Ji Qianming's eyes narrowed slightly, and a sword of Dawn emitting golden light appeared on his left hand.

He held the Dawn Sword in his left hand and the Black Flame Sword in his right hand. Ji Qianming's eyes were as clear as a mirror.

The swords of the two half-step god kings collided with Ji Qianming's two swords, and two fuzzy balls of light and shadow burst out. The fuzzy movements caused the four weapons to make dense explosions, sparks splashing everywhere, and the sky and the earth were shaking.

Ji Qianming used the mirror pupil to imitate the moves of the two people at the same time, accurately resisting each of their attacks, and the speed was exactly the same. Not only that, the Netherworld Flame and the Dawn Fire also had a powerful attack effect, which made Ji Qianming gain the upper hand against two.

clang--!

A dull and distant bell came, and Ji Qianming felt that his chest was hit hard, blood surged, and he was knocked back several steps. The eyes of the two half-step gods lit up, and the sword technique became more and more fierce.

The thirteen mirror sword fragments surrounding Ji Qianming suddenly expanded, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a giant shield blocking the attacks of the two. Ji Qianming, who was behind the shield, breathed a sigh of relief, and the light flashed in his eyes.

Now he is only at the pseudo-imperial level. It’s okay to deal with two half-step gods alone. Now the three half-step gods join forces, and his chances of winning are extremely low. If he hadn’t killed one half-step gods first as soon as he came up, the current situation would have been worse.

You can't continue to get entangled, otherwise the other half-step god kings will come soon, and it will be almost impossible to destroy the Xuan Du Rakshasa nail at that time.

Ji Qianming made up his mind and dispersed the giant mirror shield in front of him, turning it into thirteen mirror knife fragments again, passing the three of them in different directions, flying backwards.

Almost as the giant shield dispersed, the sword came to Ji Qianming. Just as they were about to penetrate his body, he disappeared out of thin air.

The mirror flashes.

The three half-step gods turned around at the same time, and saw Ji Qianming's figure flashing on the thirteen mirror sword fragments that had just passed by them. In the blink of an eye, he passed through the hall and flew towards the narrow space behind.

"Not good!" The three of them changed their qualities at the same time, urging their own speed to the extreme, and swept out wildly.

Ji Qianming's figure fell next to the black coffin, feeling that the temperature around him dropped rapidly, and the dead air overflowed from the black wall of the coffin, as if he wanted to devour all his vitality.

Seeing that the three half-step god kings were about to arrive, Ji Qianming did not hesitate at all, and held his hands in the crack of the coffin, and used all his strength to barely open a gap in the coffin.

What a heavy thing! Ji Qianming was secretly frightened.

With his current power, he could completely remove a skyscraper with bare hands. Now he can't even lift the lid of the coffin, which shows how heavy it is.

Ji Qianming thought about it, and the phantom of the angry clown flashed behind him.

Fool gravity!

The angry clown changed the physical rules of the lid and directly eliminated its gravity. The lid, which was originally as heavy as a mountain, was easily lifted by Ji Qianming like a feather, floating strangely in the air.

The moment the lid left the coffin, a terrifying dead air gushed out from the coffin, and the solid dead air condensed into a surging out of the coffin like endless sea water, flowing on the ground, corroding one deep pit after another.

In a vague way, Ji Qianming could see a giant black nail two-meter long looming in the center of this dead energy.

Ji Qianming stood there, and could feel the death aura around him like an invisible beast, devouring his life frantically. His skin became dark at a speed visible to the naked eye. In a few seconds, he would be completely sucked into a mummy.

Damn, what the hell is this!

Ji Qianming took a deep breath and hurriedly activated "Morning Light". The light golden dawn light spots spread around him, barely resisting the erosion of death energy, but Ji Qianming's mental power began to be consumed at a terrifying speed. Even with the protection of the dawn light, he could not resist it for too long in the face of such a terrifying death energy.

If this thing is plunged into the ground, it will definitely be a devastating blow to the ecology!

Ji Qianming clasped his hands together, and the thirteen fragments of the surrounding mirror swords quickly formed a narrow and long hexahedral nail, sealing the Xuandu Rakshasa in the center of the dead energy into it. The mirror surface under the blessing of "Fairy Flower" can resist the dispersion of the dead energy, and the effect is similar to that of the black coffin.

"What are you going to do?!" The three half-step god kings descended at the same time, looked at the empty coffin and shouted angrily.

Ji Qianming's mouth raised slightly, his fingers gently hooked, and the mirror coffin with Xuandu Rakshasa nails roared towards the three of them. At the same time, the mirror surface facing the three of them suddenly opened, and the dead aura of the waves slapped at the three of them like a wave.

The three half-step god kings changed their faces and retreated quickly to the rear, as if they were in front of them that were terrifying objects that were about to die. At the same time, the bronze bell intercepted before the three of them, quickly enlarged, and used their huge bodies to block the surging death aura.
Chapter completed!