"Senior Brother Xu?" Wan Chu's disciple was shocked. He also knew the corpse outside. He was an inner disciple from the Taixu realm. His cultivation level was higher than that of him. How could he be drowned?

Click!

A crisp sound came out, which scared the two of them. The spiritual shield wrapped around them was already dim at some point, as if it had been corroded by something.

“There is… in this water.”

Bang-!

Before he could finish speaking, the spiritual shield in front of him exploded, and the sea water wrapped the two of them in the blink of an eye. The disciple Wanchu was about to take action, and a severe pain came from his internal organs. His whole body was stagnant and he could not operate at all.

His eyes were full of fear, and he swung his limbs wildly, as if he wanted to swim in the Shanghai area in one breath, but before he could scratch the water a few times, the toxicity had completely eroded his body.

Gululu...

The last breath emanated from his mouth, and he trembled all over, losing all his breath.

Such things happen throughout the entire war zone.

On another sky in the battlefield.

Zhou Kang, wearing a crimson official uniform, looked at the floating corpse floating on the sea, and his whole body seemed to have turned into a sculpture. After a long time of reassurance, he finally spit out two words:

"Damn it?!"

I was just trying to let him destroy the Xuandu Rakshasa nail and prevent the earth from being destroyed, but... this kid is a little too fierce!

This is the rhythm of destroying the battle domain?!

Ji Qianming...it's too dangerous! Zhou Kang thought to himself.

...

Buzz —!

A gentle moan came from the clouds in the distance, and Ji Qianming's pupils suddenly contracted.

When I turned around, a purple feeling appeared in the sky at some point. A man's figure was outlined from the void, standing on the top of the purple clouds with expressionless face, and a pair of calm eyes looked down at the battle area that had turned into a vast ocean.

Terrifying pressure comes to the world!

Ji Qianming was tense all over, and a great sense of crisis enveloped his heart. Under this pressure that seemed to be able to suppress the world, his body was a little unstable.

"It's the Zihui God King!" Several half-step God Kings looked happy on their faces when they saw the visitor.

God King! Ji Qianming's heart skipped a beat.

Sure enough, if you make such a big noise, the God King cannot sit idly by.

At the top of the purple clouds, the Zihui God King was wearing a purple-bottomed and silver-patterned Taoist robe that moved with the wind. He gently stretched out his right hand and grabbed the vast ocean below.

The rolling ocean suddenly stagnated. As the purple spirit between heaven and earth became more and more intense, the sea that drowned the war domain turned into a whole, slowly and firmly flying towards the sky, like an invisible big hand pulling it into the sky!

Between the heaven and earth, purple is boiling!

The Purple Hui God King captured this vast ocean out of thin air with just one hand.

The sea water covering the sky and the sun was like a thick layer of clouds, floating quietly in front of the purple clouds, and even a wave had not yet risen.

In the unrecognizable battle domain impacted by the sea, the surviving practitioner breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the man on the top of the purple cloud, deep awe appeared in his eyes.

With just a moment of hard work, more than 10,000 casualties in the battle domain were killed or injured, accounting for almost one-third of the entire battle domain cultivators.

If the God King had not taken action, and when the tears of sentient beings completely spread throughout the sea, the casualties would have reached a more shocking level.

The Purple Hui God King took a purple gourd from his waist, pulled out the plug, and sighed softly, as if he was a little heartbroken.

"receive."

A faint sound echoed in the sky. The purple gourd in his hand dripped, and a pure purple feeling gushed out from the mouth of the bottle, carrying the vast cloud in front of him and flew backwards into the purple gourd.

In an instant, the sea water that could flood the three battle areas disappeared.

The purple gourd was plugged into the wooden plug, and the purple god king shook the gourd, shook his head gently, and hung the purple gourd back to his waist. His eyes looked at Ji Qianming under the clouds from afar.

Four eyes are opposite.

Ji Qianming's mind was shocked and his face looked a little ugly. This was the first time he faced a powerful man of the God King level. Unexpectedly, the other party could solve the dangers in the battle domain so easily.

Trouble...

"A mere ants, who have such a method, really surprised me." The Zihui God King spoke lightly, looked at the battlefield where there were heavy casualties, and his eyes narrowed slightly, and some murderous intent appeared.

He was the commander of the army of siege appointed by the God Emperor. Now that the battlefield is torn like this under his nose, he will be a little annoyed even if he has a good heart.

"Are you surprised or not?" Ji Qianming hung in the air on the mirror coffin, looking up at the Zihui God King on the top of the clouds, his mouth slightly raised, "But... there is a bigger surprise behind."

The Purple Hui God King frowned slightly, "With this king here, what else do you want to do? What else can you... do?"

Ji Qianming pointed to the mirror coffin under his feet and looked at the Zihui God King with a smile, "Why do you think I should bring this thing out instead of destroying it directly?"

A terrifying murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the Zihui God King, and the purple clouds under his feet suddenly rolled violently, and the sky and the earth changed!

"You think this king is a decoration?"

Ji Qianming suddenly stepped on the mirror coffin. The mirror coffin was loaded with the Xuandu Rakshasa nail and fell to the ground like lightning. Ji Qianming took advantage of the force to soar into the air, and slashed across the sky with the mirror knife in his hand, and took the initiative to fly towards the Zihui God King on the top of the purple clouds.

"Can't God King be killed?!" Ji Qianming shouted, and all kinds of fields opened with him as the center, and murderous intent soared into the sky!

Gold, black, blood, transparent, four realms enveloped Ji Qianming like a halo, and accumulated his breath to a terrifying level. Zhu Yanye wrinkles flashed wildly, raising his realm by half a level again.

At this moment, his body had reached the peak of the emperor!

When the half-step god kings saw Ji Qianming's act of seeking death, they were shocked at first, and then began to sneer.

"He is crazy? He actually took the initiative to attack the Zihui God King?"

"A barbarian who is overestimating one's own abilities!"

"Just a barbarian boy, who gave him the courage?"

"He has no idea what the God King level represents. He is dead!!"

A hint of anger flashed in the eyes of the Zihui God King, and then he spoke in a deep voice: "A group of idiots, go and stop the Xuandu Rakshasa nail...

——He wants to use this nail to destroy the war realm!”

The five half-step gods changed their expression at the same time, looking at the mirror coffin that was about to hit the ground, activate their own speed to the extreme, turning into streams of light and chasing the mirror coffin.

Above the sky, in the strong wind.

Ji Qianming's eyes were red, and the night color surrounded him, condensed into a black robe. The dawn field was compressed rapidly and was encircled on the Mirror Knife's blade. Thousands of Dawn swords condensed into bundles, embedding a layer of gold edge on the Mirror Knife's blade, emitting dazzling light.
Chapter completed!