The wind howling,

The crimson-red cloak kept shaking behind Li Longji, and gently pressed the scabbard of the Chixiao Sword with one hand.

With a buzzing sound, the Chixiao Sword made a crisp buzzing sound.

A heat came from it, and a unique aura of innate treasure began to spread. Li Longji's eyes were like lightning, staring at Xuanyuan in front of him coldly.

He was unmoved at all, his lips squirmed gently and said coldly; "You are dead,"

"There is no choice,"

"He can only choose me,"

If he didn't fight, he would naturally hate humanity. If he had started, he would naturally not dare to do this, because there were many competitors in the Human Emperor at that time, and naturally Li Longji. If Li Longji had evil humanity, he would be rejected by humanity and finally expelled from the ranks of competitors. But now as long as Xuanyuan is killed, he is only one competitor left. Even if humanity is not happy, what can it be? He will still choose him in the end.

Because people have no choice, as for that little disgust, it has no effect on humanity that has no consciousness but only instinct.

Unless humanity has its own spiritual wisdom, Li Longji will naturally not evil humanity. After all, having spiritual wisdom means that humanity knows how to hold revenge and knows to take revenge afterwards.

"No guts!"

"Rat!"

Xuanyuan waved his arm, Xuanyuan sword straddled and said loudly, "Please take action!"

“It should have been like this long ago.”

A sharp and harsh sound rang out, accompanied by the overwhelming blood color, the sky and the earth cracked, and huge blood-colored waves flowed out in the cracks.

The virtual and real are stacked, and the blood waves are destroyed. Whether it is immortal magic or magic, when they touch the blood waves, they are destroyed. Blood shadows continue to pounce on the army in battle, screams one after another. No matter how many soldiers who are enemy and my enemies are sucked away, their blood and flesh are sucked away. In the end, only a layer of flesh is left. The blood waves flow back and forth directly into the twelve degrees of heavenly evil, the Zhoutian Star Dou and the Two-Yi Yin dust.

Three thousand blood shadows kept rushing out, starting to attack along a certain pattern, arranged neatly, forming a certain connection, constantly echoing each other, forming a whole.

As the blood shadow swayed, it began to split continuously, and then it turned from three thousand blood shadows to 480 million. It was hidden densely in the blood-colored torrent that kept rushing out. Its own strength actually continuously suppressed Zhoutian Xingdou, Liangyi Weichen and Twelve Dutian Divine Evils.

"It was a strong man who took action," Li Longji immediately felt enlightened when he saw this scene.

Only the strongest one can suppress the battlefield in one fell swoop.

The blood waves surging, covering the sky and destroying all vitality. The endless blood shadows should be the 480 million Blood God Son.

The strongest people in the world are famous and famous, and they are absolutely impossible to be unknown. Every person who becomes the strong will inevitably experience countless disasters, write countless legends, and obtain countless adventures to achieve this.

This is definitely not achieved by hard practice. Even if the Golden Immortal cannot be able to go out and go through disasters again and again, it is necessary to go out and go through disasters again and again. The nameless Golden Immortal is not their nameless, but the place where they interpret the legend is not known to you, but the strongest is different. The world of the Mid Thousand Worlds can accommodate the Golden Immortals to interpret the legend, but they absolutely cannot accommodate the strongest.

The River Styx!

With this incomplete version of the three formations, it is impossible to suppress a strong man at all. Unless it is the real three formations, it is not like the Zhoutian Star Dou array in front of you, only the core of the Daluo Golden Immortal is hosted by the Daluo Golden Immortal. The others are just golden immortals and true immortals. If the thirty-six demon gods are all golden immortals, even the strongest ones can suppress it.

However, such a lineup cannot be made up. It is the lineup of the ancient demon court at the peak of the demon clan that suppressed the universe and swept everything around cows, snakes, ghosts and gods.

The only one who can match the strongest in front of you is the strongest!

This should be Xuanyuan's trump card. This battle ended with the Daluo Golden Immortal. No quasi-saint joined the battlefield. This does not mean that no quasi-saint takes action, but that the quasi-saint's battlefield is not here. The four sage emperors, the holy kings, the witch clan's ancestor witches, etc. were all entrusted to other places and deliberately avoided this place.

"Please take action by the ancient Buddha!"

"Amitabha," the Buddha's name sounded, and endless Buddha light emanated.

The vast Buddhist sound began to sound, and a Buddha standing tall and upright appeared in the middle of the battlefield. He sat upright on the lotus platform, with a huge light shining behind his head, and an endless halo began to spread.

Buddha, Bodhisattva, Arhat, Vajra, Kalan, Bhikkhu

The great Buddhas who surround the sky and the earth have a solemn appearance, chanting Buddhist scriptures quietly, and sing lotus flowers on their mouths.

The twenty-four heavens emerged, mountains, rivers, rivers, lakes and seas, each mountain and scene flashed faintly, sweeping across the boundless blood river.

"Since there is no way out, let's fight for a way out,"

"Kill the heaven, kill the earth, kill all living beings, there is nothing in the world that cannot be killed."

A piece of red appeared from the sea of ​​blood, killing everything, killing everything, destroying everything, a blood-red sword rushed out with the aura of Senluo, and countless unjust souls were entangled, struggling to crawl out of the sword, making a shrill cry, and exhaling everything with its teeth and claws.

"Amitabha, fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellows from the Styx have gone for a fork in the way. The end of killing the world will destroy the world and kill the world and reenact the wind and fire water of the earth. In the past, the Spirit Treasure Heavenly Lord could not do it as the saint supreme. Why should fellow Taoist fellows struggle on this road?"

The golden lotus bloomed, surrounded by Buddha's light, like a law net, densely protecting the lamp, and the mysterious yellow energy blocked the blood-colored sword.

The two touches each other and start to get rid of them.

"There is no way to do it in Lingbao, that's the time of the world."

"All things are born and destroyed, and there is creation and destruction. For example, the protagonist of the world, birth, old age, sickness and death are the number of days, and the world is the same. In the future, there will be an opportunity for the end of the world, and that is the day when the ancestors achieve enlightenment."

"The world is destroyed and not saints are all ants."

"No matter how much you say,"

"Lan Deng hasn't seen you for many years. Let the ancestor see what you have made in the years,"

"The blood surging, surging the whole world,"

The blood waves roll, piercing through the world. Every drop of blood wave is like a sharp sword, piercing through time and space, blessing with the great power of heaven and earth, and the power of destruction is emitted, destroying the sun and the moon, and destroying the world.

The Buddha showed his Dharma appearance, raised his arms up to his chest, his fingers naturally stretched out, his palms facing outward, and sentient beings' minds were at ease, and fearless thoughts began to be revealed.

The other arms also pinch the seals.

The Seal of Preaching, the Seal of Fearlessness, the Seal of Wishness, the Seal of Subduing Demons, and the Seal of Meditation!

The five seals were instantly cast, blending together, and finally the combination evolved into the past seal!

Past, past, past!
Chapter completed!