Chapter 729: Horror (seeking monthly pass)
How can it be!
That was one of the three greatest treasures of Dongying, it was so ruined!
Qin Xuan looked at the dumbfounded four people with indifferent expressions, a trace of impatience rose in his heart, and it seemed that a murderous intent was brewing.
There are still two peaks in front of him. After the two peaks, there is the line of sky where Chen Zixiao is.
He has waited for this hatred for thousands of years, and has waited for more than four years since he was reborn.
He has long been struggling with patience, and it has been so long that Chen Zixiao's appearance is a little vague in his mind.
The enemy of the previous life is not far away, but is he going to entangle with these few ants here?
He looked at the four people with his hands in his hands, his eyes were cold, "Presumably the four of you came because of Lin Ge's words? It's ridiculous!"
"Lin Ge himself didn't dare to stop me, but let Er and the other four die!"
Qin Xuan's pupils were indifferent, "I, Qin Changqing, never fail to say anything, nothing more, let's bury it here!"
At the sound of the sound, he ignored the anger of the four people, and the Eternal Sword suddenly lifted, soaring into the sky.
"Arrogant!" Even the unwilling person could not help but speak.
His face was dignified, and since the Yata Mirror shattered, he knew that the Azure Emperor was probably as the legend said.
It was too strong. Immediately, the cherry blossoms in the hands of the old man dispersed, and the jade he took out from the waist.
This is one of the three greatest treasures of Dongying, Ba Chi Qiong Gou Yu!
"Fujiyama Kai! Call for the great sun!"
After the words fell, the monk Da'er's expression suddenly changed, "Mr Baihe, do you really want this?"
In the words of the two, the Eternal Sword in Qin Xuan's hand was already standing in the air.
The sound of the sword shook the world, and the single sword turned ten layers!
Ni Xuan Jian Jue, ten directions!
Under the edge of ten thousand swords in the sky that day, even the Chinese heroes who were separated by several mountain peaks could not help changing their colors, like a sword in their throat, feeling the cold.
Chen Zixiao raised his head to look at the ten thousand swords that cover the sky, and the corners of his mouth outline the evil charm, "Interesting, so interesting!"
Wan Jian leaped into the sky, like a sword yang, with a sharp edge.
At the moment when he saw the sword, Fujiyama Kei no longer hesitated.
Huh!
A short sword was drawn out of the wide Buddhist clothing behind him.
On the dagger, there are dense patterns, like the eight-headed snake.
Kusana Sword, also known as Tianzongyun Sword!
One of the three greatest treasures of the East, plus the Yata mirror, the eight-foot Qiong Gouyu, and the three greatest treasures of the East, are they all gathered here?
Maki Guwu was also seriously injured, and he recovered from fear. He stared at Qin Xuan with resentment.
The treasure of Dongying, the treasure that his ancient house has inherited from generation to generation, was so destroyed.
"Damn you!" Maki Guwu roared, as soon as he grasped the large mirror that had been turned into dust, although the mirror surface had disappeared, the frame had never been destroyed.
Maki Furuya suddenly roared, and he even inserted the hand of Yatayama mirror into his chest.
At the same time, Tengshan Qi also took out the Zongyun sword that day, cut his palms, and blood was flowing.
Baihe bit the tip of his tongue and spewed a bit of blood.
Everyone knows that Amaterasu is among the top five in the Olympus list, but few people know what the Amaterasu is for, and these three are not on the Olympus list.
Only some of the strong in Dongying knew that the great sun was actually the soul hidden in the three great treasures of Dongying.
Legend has it that there was a demon **** in the ancient Dongying. It was like a big day, and the scorched earth was turned into a hundred miles where it passed. It was finally killed by the strong forces of the Dongying people. Finally, the soul of this demon was divided into three and hidden in these three most treasures.
The spirit wants to be resurrected, and the three treasures need to be united, and the essence and blood can be consumed before it can reappear in the world.
The faces of Fujiyama Kai and the others became paler, especially the old house real wood, the body was even more shriveled, almost dying.
Fortunately, in the blink of an eye, the Three Great Treasures stopped swallowing sperm and blood.
At the same time, three fist-sized blood beads flew out of these three treasures.
At this moment, the three of Fujiyama Kei's expressions were almost pale, and their breath was extremely weak.
The blood emperor furrowed his brows, he looked at the sky, the bright sun had not yet condensed and completely formed, but the ten thousand swords had already fallen.
Just like the torrential rain, but it seems like a big array is falling, ten thousand swords change and kill everything.
The Blood Emperor hesitated, and finally, he made a decision.
Accompanied by his roar, his body was slowly swelling, and finally, it turned into a three-meter-high monster full of fangs.
But with the change of the blood emperor, his aura more than doubled.
boom!
With the blood emperor rushing out, he greeted the Qiong Wanjian that day.
His skin was as solid as blood gold, and he carried the ten thousand swords with his body, bombarded with fists, and knocked the oncoming flying sword into the air.
Even so, the blood emperor was uncomfortable, and a flash of horror flashed through his pupils.
This sword is too terrifying, and his demonized body now feels violent tingling.
This kind of change consumes too much and does not last long, but once it is used, the world-destroying-level powerhouse also wants to make him feel pain, let alone break through the defense.
Now, he only smashed the ten thousand swords in the sky with more than ten handles. He felt that his fists were numb, as if it was not the sword that was falling, but the mountains, the sharp mountains, he On his fists, there are more sword marks permeating, breaking open the skin, but it has never hurt the flesh and blood.
"Damn it, how could it be so strong?" The Blood Emperor was incredulous, and immediately, he made a second decision.
escape!
He left without looking back. The reason why he dared to come was because he could leave at any time. Although it would offend the Qing Emperor, it was almost impossible for the Qing Emperor to kill him.
Under the blood monk's extreme speed, I don't know how many times the speed of sound is surpassed, it is impossible for the Pope of Light to kill him.
When the blood emperor fled, Qin Xuan's eyes were already shining with a faint light. With a single click, a thousand swords flew out and chased the blood emperor. The speed was as fast as a stegosaurus chasing after him. Not bad, no matter how the blood emperor speeds up, it is hard to escape the sword dragon's edge.
At this moment, Qin Xuan's gaze fell on the bright sunlight that had been fused into shape.
A blood-colored monster, burning like flames, is like a giant lava beast emerging from the depths of the earth.
The body that is a few meters tall makes people feel like facing the volcano.
This monster has a face like a Buddha, but with a huge mouth and a withered body, like that old house of real wood, with an old look, more like that hundred hectares.
"The mere remnant soul, even though he was a cultivator of the gods, but lost the seven souls, the three souls only become the Yin God and dare to stop me?" Qin Xuan laughed lightly, the demon deity might have forgotten even it, Qin Xuan even more. Impossible to recognize.
However, it is not an exaggeration that this monster was a cultivator of the gods, otherwise it would not be possible to separate the three souls, but unfortunately, the loss of the seven souls is like the rootless tree, not as good as the old phoenix tree in the Devil Sea.
The monster seemed to hear the smile in Qin Xuan's words and couldn't help but roar. For an instant, it ignited a fierce fire, like a sea of fire spraying out of its body, Qin Xuan smiled indifferently.
His pupils suddenly turned red, and two red birds flew out of his pupils and flew over the sea of fire. The red birds entered the sea of fire and swallowed. In just a moment, the sea of fire had disappeared.
At the same time, the ten thousand swords had already fallen, and Emperor Qin Xuan moved slightly. In an instant, the sun was cut into thousands of threads.
Together with the unbelievable three of Dongying, they were annihilated in these 90 million ancient swords.
Even this Jianhai killed more than three people, rushing towards the remaining two peaks.
Boom...
When the sea of swords dispersed, the two mountain peaks had already turned into nothingness, and 90 million ancient swords appeared in the void, and their sharp points pointed directly at the sky.
The sound of the sword recurred. Thousands of swords came from a distance. If the dragon returns to the sea, it will become ten thousand swords, but one is missing. This one is in front of Qin Xuan. On the sword, there is a head quietly. Standing still, the blood is not yet dry.
Blood emperor!
Qin Xuan never looked at the blood emperor's head. He looked at Chen Zixiao in the sky from a distance.
"I, Qin Changqing, never fail to say anything. Since I say that this place can be buried, these four people will naturally not survive!"
Above the sky, the heroes and the strong are even paler.
Three years after the Battle of Mount Tai, Qin Xuan used the wind and thunder in this Mount Jiuhua to wipe out the four top world-destroying powerhouses.
This!
Someone can't help but utter a sound, but they do their best, "It's horrible!"
