"He has been lost in killing, he has become a slave of killing, another fool who doesn't know the height of the sky, if the killing path is really easy to conclude, how can the inheritors of killing throughout the ages wither so much!"

"The slaughtered slave will no longer have an independent mind!"

"The Killing Dao Talisman condensed into a Dao track, pushing the tyranny of the Killing Law to a terrifying situation, but it's a pity that even the powerhouses of the half-king combat power don't dare to set foot in the killing realm easily!"

Looking at Qingyang Huan, who was surrounded by black gas, some martial artists couldn't help but communicate, there will be some Tianjiao in every era, who want to challenge the killing realm, but in the end they all came to an end.

Some Terran warriors showed a trace of regret in their eyes, Qing Yang Huan's combat power and heritage were enough to prove his talent, if he didn't explore the realm of killing, he could easily step into the realm of half-king combat power.

And now it's too late, and the dark air currents surround the body, and the dark tracks are like life-devouring monstrous dragons, revealing tyranny and disorder.

"Ignorant fools, kill yourself!"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Ling Xiaozi's mouth, Qingyang Huan had killed himself, wouldn't it be more comfortable for people to feel better.

Even so, watching the dark war spear come with boundless rage, it also made him feel a kind of pressure, and suddenly the spirit slashing sword in his hand rang out, and one after another sword sounds shook the sky.

However, before the sound of the sword could be fully released, the surroundings of his body were completely flooded with dark light, and wisps of tyrannical, disorderly, and murderous breath burst out, like a sharp war spear piercing the four directions.

Burst!

As soon as Ling Xiaozi, who was defending against the sword, swung the spirit slashing sword in his hand, his arm was grazed by a dark killing, and the blood rushed wildly, every drop was like an ocean of sprinkling, and a piece of flesh and blood was cut off on his arm.

The injury to his arm made Ling Xiaozi snort, his expression changed greatly, and the killing power enveloped him, and even this disorder caused his will to have a trace of stagnation, so that the control of the Spirit Slashing Sword was interrupted.

In the depths of his pupils, he saw a swarthy dragon roaring, turning into a killing demon in the blink of an eye, and all perceptions were filled with killing.

Burst!

The moment he was lost, a ray of golden light flashed in the darkness, which suddenly woke him up, but it was too late, and the golden war spear was against his chest, and it pierced through the bones.

In the divine light that burst from the sky, Ling Xiaozi's face was pale, his body seemed to have been struck by thunder, and he retreated in a hurry, and a big hole was broken in the cyan divine armor on his chest, and the blood was dripping, almost tearing his entire chest apart.

What the!

Seeing Ling Xiaozi with his chest torn, the terrifying and hideous wound turned his chest into a bloody mess, and the bones were deeply visible, and many warriors in the Quartet all showed a touch of horror, and one by one the warriors gasped and stared at the exploding battlefield.

"Bastard!"

Hundreds of miles away, a golden light burst out, the scepter in the hand of the holy heaven hummed, and a golden divine chain pierced through the heavens and the earth, illuminating the entire void, and the golden dragon roared.

"You dare!"

Seeing that Sheng Tianluo suddenly shot towards Qingyang Huan, a poor big hand slapped out, and the palm of his hand covered a void like a mountain, cutting off the divine chain transformed by golden light in the middle of the road.

Among the ten thousand races of the heavens, the Spirit Race and the Holy Race both belong to the Bright Camp, and they are several supporting races in the Bright Camp, and they are incomparably close to each other, so the Holy Heaven Fall will naturally not watch a king's bloodline fall here.

Looking at the sudden change, the corners of the mouth of the blood clan warrior on the side flashed a hideous, behind the blood clan warrior was the bone clan, the ghost clan's warrior, and at this moment, a touch of vigilance also appeared in his eyes.

Although they are not dealing with the human race, there are many contradictions between the light and dark camps of the heavens, which are the contradictions between the inheritance of the law, and they cannot be reconciled at all, so if they have the opportunity, they don't mind killing the heir of a spirit king.

As if sensing what the blood clan's martial artist was thinking, the martial artist of the Jialuo clan stepped out and came to the heavily injured Lingxiaozi in an instant, and took Qingyang Huan who blocked the void by the way.

"There is a definite number of cause and effect, Garo is merciful, the donor has already killed into the body and embarked on the devil's road, if you let go of the obsession in your heart and follow me to the Garo country to enter my Gamen, there will still be a glimmer of life. ”

The warrior of the Gara tribe, dressed in a wide robe, has a benevolent and unparalleled face, and his words reveal sincerity, which makes people's hearts feel extremely comfortable.

"Ah Huan!"

Hearing the voice of the Jia Luo warrior, the Holy Lady couldn't help but shudder and exhale softly.

The Sanskrit sound is like a tide, which makes people unable to guard against it at all, not to mention that Qingyang Huan has fallen into a kind of loss at this moment, and the influence of the Killing Dao Rail Condensation on him has not dissipated, but has become more and more agitated.

"Lord Garavius is merciful, and all souls, children lost in darkness, will be protected by our Lord. ”

As if this was not a battlefield for killing at all, Shi Lingsheng said with a smile, and the beautiful Sanskrit sound kept heading towards Qingyang Huan.

Shi Lingsheng's actions made the surrounding Terran warriors couldn't help but constrict their pupils, and their eyes showed incomparable fear, in this battlefield, even the momentum of the Holy Sky Falling was like a rainbow, it didn't make them feel so panicked.

Every martial artist thought of something, and the fear in his eyes became more and more intense.

Standing in the void, Qingyang Huan's spiritual world was dark, and the reincarnation gate in the void was sprinkled with a faint blue light, and there was a trace of clarity left in his will, which was not completely eroded by killing.

It is precisely because of this projection of will from the ancient reincarnation that he has the confidence to dare to condense the killing path, killing fills his mind, and there are scenes of killing floating in his thoughts.

Every wisp of killing breath turned into a weapon of killing, slaughtering living beings in the wild, passing through thousands of miles of red land and corpses, all of which were scenes imprinted in the law of killing in the long years.

Airplanes!

The Qingming that sprinkled from the gate of reincarnation maintained his last thoughts, constantly trembling, wanting to rush away from the killing in the sky, but he seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, surrounded by a thick layer of mercury.

"Kill!"

In a trance, his spiritual will passed through the thick black fog, and saw the end of a dark starry sky, floating with a faint light, where stood a war spear that reached the sky.

The war spear is broken, and it can be vaguely seen that there are pits and pits on it, revealing the vicissitudes of antiquity, and illusory figures are looking up at the war spear.

"Take Refuge in My Lord, Cast Out the Killing, and Regain Your ......"

Just when he wanted to try his best to see the heavenly spear at the end of the starry sky, the sound of nothingness passed through the thick killing black qi and fell into his spiritual world.

Suddenly, the boundless starry sky in the darkness collapsed, and the pole standing in the starry sky, descending to the great wilderness, and the heavenly war spear that went up into the sky also disappeared, and the spiritual will returned to the spiritual world again.

The sound of beauty carried a touch of temptation, like a clear stream flowing in the dry riverbed, and he couldn't react for a while.

"Lord Garavid's power is boundless, relieves the sorrows of all beings, and rejuvenates all souls......

Seeing Qing Yanghuan's body trembling slightly, and the dark aura surrounding his body began to dissolve, a smile appeared on the corner of Shi Lingsheng's mouth, pulling a Terran Tianjiao into the Gara Realm, which made the Terran even more angry than directly suppressing it.

"Do it, you can't let the bald donkey succeed, and even if the warriors of the human race die, they can't enter the alien race!"

There was a shout, and suddenly the thunder in the sky burst out, and the battlefield that had just been calmed down for a short time broke out again.

And this side of the Holy Yan Heavenly Maiden had already snorted, the thunder in her hand flashed, and she rushed towards Shi Lingsheng, even if she knew that her realm was weaker than it, but Qingyang Huan's state made her lose her judgment a little.

"Terran warriors enter Jialuo, it's good, although I can't see through this group of bald heads pretending to be ghosts, but this matter is really powerful, haha stop the Terrans, but I want to see what your Terran Tianjiao will look like when he knows that his comrades have entered the Garo Kingdom. ”

The two fangs of the warrior of the blood clan were exposed, directly blocking the Terran warrior who wanted to rush towards Qingyang Huan, and the bone clan and the ghost clan behind him also shot in unison.

"Come, follow me into the eternal Galo, and in the future, gain the favor of the Lord and become the protector Arhat of my Gara clan, and cast an immortal golden body. ”

Shi Lingsheng didn't care about killing him at all, there was only Qingyang Huan in mid-air left in his eyes, and the powerful Terran battle body, even if it was much better than the supreme golden body in the Gara Kingdom, it must be the long-term inheritance of the Terran race.

Crossing it into Gara, he will have 10,000 ways to obtain this kind of cultivation method of the human race battle body, and then deduce the method of cracking it.

In the void, Shi Lingsheng walked step by step, heading towards Qingyang Huan, the Sanskrit sound in his mouth hummed, looking at Qingyang Huan, who was getting closer and closer, did not wake up, and the corners of his mouth suddenly curled more and more.

Compared to Qingyang Huan's human race battle body, Shi Lingsheng's body looked small, but he stepped into the void and walked to the top of Qingyang Huan's head, stretched out his big hand and slapped it towards the top of his head.

This is the moment!

In an instant, the expression of Shi Lingsheng, who had originally flashed the arc of his mouth, froze at this moment.

Qing Yanghuan, who had been closing his eyes in his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes at this moment, and his eyes, which had been filled with dark killing qi before, revealed two dark pupils, clear as jade, where there was still the slightest loss.

Not lost at all!

Such a feeling suddenly rose in his heart, and his body was about to retreat, but behind him, Qing Yanghuan had already opened his big hand.

Boom!

In an instant, he felt hit a bronze wall, his whole body shook violently, and when he looked up, he saw five fingers towering like five mountains, blocking all his escapes.

"Run, run out and win!"

Looking at the villain in his palm, Qingyang Huan's eyes looked down, like a god looking down on the humble creature.