Chapter 532 The Power of the Curse
After Liansheng and the others swallowed the Emperor Realm Healing Pill!
It took less than three breaths!
The injuries of several people had recovered, and they stood up vigorously and rushed towards the flying chariot at a high speed.
"Alas!"
The Ox-Headed Venerable sighed, took out a Venerable Realm Healing Pill from his arms, carefully broke it in half, and threw it into his mouth with pain.
His heart was twitching constantly!
Others eat the Emperor Realm Pill as a meal!
And I have to eat my Venerable Realm Pill in half!
How miserable! (╥﹏╥)
However, no strong man had any bad intentions. It was not that they did not want to rob because of justice, but that they did not dare.
If other creatures took out so many precious pills, they would have rushed up and started killing people to grab treasures.
But facing the Demon Zhou, they could only think about it in their hearts!
Then!
All the strong men in the East Region sat cross-legged in the sky, took out their own healing pills and swallowed them.
At the same time!
Their eyes were also fixed on the three battlefields above the sky, and their eyes were full of expectation.
Wu Zhantian and other top Tianzun strongmen first looked at the three battlefields above the sky.
Then they exchanged glances and quickly flew towards the Devouring Formation on the mountain.
"Break it for me!"
Wu Zhantian shouted, and the giant axe in his hand emitted infinite light, and chopped directly at the Devouring Formation.
At the same time!
Renzun, Wu Zhentian and others also made their best efforts, and infinite attacks covered the Devouring Formation for a while.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The terrifying vibration resounded between heaven and earth, and infinite aftermath spread out, making the void within a radius of tens of thousands of miles shattered.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
A burst of air-breaking sounded!
Wu Zhantian and others were directly bounced thousands of miles away, and they all stared at the direction of the mountain with ugly faces.
The Devouring Formation there still stood on the mountain without any signs of being destroyed.
Although I had guessed that this would be the result!
But when they really saw this scene, all the strong men in the East Region still felt desperate, and their faces gradually dimmed.
If the Devouring Formation could not be destroyed, it would prove that the East Region would be ruined in a few hundred years, and they would be ruined too.
Then!
All the strong men in the East Region looked at the three emperors of the Central Region above with hatred on their faces.
If eyes could kill, the three emperors would probably die thousands of times in a breath.
"Humph!"
Feng Lu glanced at Wu Zhantian and others with disdain on his lips.
It was a daydream for a group of Tianzun to want to destroy the Devouring Formation. Once this formation was successfully established, even they could not break it.
"What a smell, it smells so good!"
The Dog-Headed Venerable, who had just recovered from his injuries, quickly twitched his nose a few times and began to scan with his eyes.
Finally, he stopped at the body of the silver dragon below!
There, a black dog had set up more than a dozen barbecue grills, on which the meat of various parts of the silver dragon was roasted.
Every grill was emitting a strong aroma, which spread directly over hundreds of thousands of miles.
"Damn, this is an emperor-level silver dragon. Every part of its body is a treasure. It's such a waste to grill it like this."
"Let's not talk about whether it's a waste or not. It's too fragrant. If I can have a bite of this silver dragon meat, I will live a few hundred years less."
Many strong men smelled the fragrance from the grill below, and they all looked eager.
They wanted to rush up and eat a few bites, but unfortunately they didn't dare. They could only swallow their saliva a few more times to satisfy their cravings.
Whoosh!
A burst of air-breaking sounded!
Dabai was seen holding a palm-sized piece of dragon meat with his magic power and quickly ran to the flying carriage.
"Boss, the dragon liver is not roasted yet. Eat a piece of dragon meat first. This piece of dragon meat is the tender meat under the reverse scale. It must taste good."
Dabai handed the dragon meat to Zhou Qiong and explained quickly, his tone full of pride.
When it comes to eating, Dabai is absolutely confident! \u003c( ^)\u003e
Zhou Qiong reached out and took a bite of the dragon meat. It melted in his mouth, and a strong meaty aroma filled his mouth. At the same time, powerful energy spread in his body, constantly increasing his cultivation!
Zhou Qiong showed a hint of satisfaction in his eyes. A small piece of dragon meat can increase his cultivation a little, although it is because of the special reason of this piece of dragon meat.
But it is enough!
You should know that Zhou Qiong's foundation is extremely powerful. Unless there are some top treasures, they will not have any effect on his cultivation.
For example, the Emperor Realm Pill, for Zhou Qiong now, except for restoring a little mana, the rest has no effect.
"With this silver dragon, the cultivation of the disciples of the Demon Sect can be increased by a few more percent, and it will become easier to unify the Eastern Region."
Zhou Qiong thought to himself.
Dabai looked at Zhou Qiong's satisfied look after eating, and immediately shouted happily twice, and quickly ran to the barbecue grill.
"Huzi, you dare to steal food, do you want to be beaten? Stop it, Master Bai."
"Master Bai, stop kicking me. I'll just eat some leftovers. You can't bully me like this."
At this time!
All the strong men in the East Region no longer looked at the flying sedan, but raised their heads to look at the sky!
Because the battle there has entered a white-hot stage, all three battlefields are blood-thirsty.
Bang!
A vibration resounded between heaven and earth!
The high priest was chopped off by the Sword Emperor and flew thousands of miles away, half-kneeling in the sky with a cane in his hand.
Puff!
A large mouthful of black blood spit out from his mouth, and the deathly aura all over his body was obviously fatally injured.
"Hmph, overestimating yourself!"
The Sword Emperor snorted coldly, and did not continue to attack, but quickly rushed to the light gate at the mountain.
It was not that he was timid, but he just glanced at the other two battlefields with his peripheral vision.
Elder Feng was fine, he had the upper hand, and it looked like he might be able to repel Wu Lao in a short time.
But!
The Bronze Emperor was miserable, and he was pressed to the ground by the Demon Lord, and he might fall in the next breath.
Although it sounds incredible, this is the fact, and the Sword Emperor just glanced at the direction of the flying chariot.
Looking at Zhou Qiong, who was sitting on the magic dragon chair, like a demon god, and the silver dragon meat he kept chewing in his mouth.
The Sword Emperor dared not stay any longer, although he had defeated the high priest, he was also injured.
What if!
If the Demon Lord killed the Bronze Emperor and left him with nothing, or if that Zhou Motou could still unleash that terrifying blow, it would be a devastating disaster for him.
He was able to cultivate to the level of an emperor, so he was naturally not a person who acted on impulse, so he chose to evacuate in time.
This is the law of the fantasy world. Those who can cultivate to the peak must not only have strong talents, but also know how to advance and retreat.
On the other side!
The high priest barely stood up with the crutches in his hand. Although he was seriously injured, his eyes were shining, and he said coldly:
"Want to leave? Do you really think I can't do anything to you? Today, I will let you see the true power of the curse."
