With Luodu Mountain as the center, the underworld is in turmoil.

The Netherworld is in the sea of ​​blood and activates the Great Dragon of the Styx: "Stabilize the formation!"

...

The Kuixing Emperor's starry sky-like face and body cannot tell at all the joys, anger, sorrow and happiness.

The Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree turned into a big bore and was held in his hand. The golden lamp ignited the immortal fire on the top of his head.

The swaying flames made the emperor's breath surge again.

Although he only dealt with a clone of Tushanjun, the clone of Tushanjun that transformed into three purities had almost all the combat power of Tushanjun.

In the past, Tushanjun didn't dare to let go of a clone, and could only create a bloody body. Now he is full of magic power and is not worried about killing the banner master.

This is a pain.

He used to think that Wu Rong was pretentious, and that he would die at any time when he was running the Ancestral Emperor's Soldier.

Now he completely understood.

The pain was like tearing apart the body, and the magic power was like a surging galaxy rushing through the meridians, flushing over and over again. Even the emperor's body could not withstand the call that was far beyond his own strength.

Pain is still secondary. The most important thing is to grasp the sea of ​​magic power and not let it dry up. Otherwise, what is consumed without magic power will be qi and blood, that is, life.

The soul banner is indeed a death talisman.

He shouldn't beautify this road.

The Soul-Sacrificing Banner is like a "siege". People inside want to go out, while people outside want to come in.

...

Kuixing Emperor, who was holding a big bolt, looked around and said, "Don't hide it all."

As he said that, his eyes fell on the Ancient Emperor of Dragon Man.

The Forgotten Emperor of the Wilderness clan was restrained by Tushanjun, but the Dragon Man's Five-Day Wind and Fire Formation should not be broken so simply. He suspected that Emperor Xi still did not pay attention to Tushanjun.

Emperor Xi did not speak out for his argument. He could not say that his five elements method was broken suddenly by the reverse of the five elements, and no one believed him if he said it.

The Nine Dragon Fan turned into a long soldier fairy sword and said in a deep voice: "A quick battle and quick decision will not be beneficial to us if we continue to fight."

The old zombie grinned, and the two copper coins he was holding were shining with fairy light. The obscure and ancient patterns looked like some words. A drop of majestic blood poured out on the jade bottle above his head, and as the old zombie swallowed it down, the whole person was swallowed.

Go to the next level of inspiration.

"What a pity, it's not the blood of the true immortal!"

The more this happens, the older zombie becomes more and more greedy when he looks at Tushanjun. If the ghost blood at the Master of the Palm Heaven Sect is refined properly, can it go further?

"I really don't want you to disappear into the horror."

"Ding Dong!"

A drop of black water fell down.

As the war energy spreads, Tushanjun staggers and stabilizes his body in a few steps. His chest and arms are completely cut open. His five internal organs and black Jade Emperor bones are completely exposed. The black and red emperor blood is scattered on the boundless

In the universe, he was unaware of it, but he was even more wanton.

The Emperor Yan Mo took a few steps back before stopping. His deformed and twisted arms seemed to be completely crushed into a piece of mud, his chest collapsed half an inch, and his fairy body's skin was stained with blood and he could not see the original Taoist bones of his fairy body.

The evil spirit of immortality tirelessly repaired Tushanjun's body, grabbed the nail hammer, and said hideously: "I will crush you to death before you disappear and pull out your soul!"

"Arrogant!"

"It's really crazy!"

“…”

"Bang!"

The Forgotten Ancient Emperor of the Wilderness clan looked down and at some point, the Black Golden Emperor's soldier had already penetrated his body.

But what puzzled him was that the Taoist body Tushanjun who was fighting with him was clearly blocked by his imperial soldier, falling to the Shentan. Yu Guang swept over, and the four of them were also dealing with one of them.

“Not one to one?!”

The Forgotten Ancient Emperor spit out a large piece of Emperor's blood.

A hoarse voice came: "But there has never been anyone else, only me!"

The ancient emperor immediately tore his body apart and used his imperial army to escape: "Hao..."

Bang.

The ghost hand becomes a fist, and the blow of the soul-swallowing and refining spirit shatters the head of the Forgotten Ancient Emperor.

The ancient emperor's great powers were still formed: "Sacrifice to my platform!"
Chapter completed!