Chapter 666 Are You Afraid of Death?

Incarnated as an ancient clan, Qin Yu's breath skyrocketed, he stepped on the earth and the sky above his head, and his majestic body represented the absolute strength that could not be suppressed.

The rolling qi and blood fluctuated like stormy waves, tumbling and roaring, setting off bursts of roaring sound between the void of heaven and earth.

It seemed to feel the breath of the complete clan, summoning the descending ancient ancestor immortal true spirit, a trace of fluctuation appeared in its eyes, it roared in a low voice as if chanting something, and the endless spiritual power between heaven and earth boiled again.

In comparison, Qin Yu's previous incarnation into the Gu Clan, the movement he set off was like a small wave in a pool, which could not be said to be the same at all.

Boom Boom –

Boom Boom –

The sound resounded through the heavens and the earth, and hundreds of millions of spiritual powers gathered together, frantically pouring into the body of the ancient clan's immortal true spirit. Its body quickly solidified, as if it was about to come out of the illusion and truly descend into the world!

At the same time, the aura emitted by the Ancient Clan's Immortal True Spirit was also skyrocketing at an astonishing rate, overpowering Zhou Tian.

Babasa screamed miserably, "Qin Yu, you madman!"

As an ancient clan, it is impossible for him not to know the fate he will face after being exposed...... Even so, to destroy him is a bastard!

"Ahh

With a roar, a pair of horns on the top of Babasa's head became even more scarlet, and tiny beads of blood oozed from the surface.

As soon as they came into contact with the air, or rather, with the rules of heaven and earth, the blood beads on the surface of the horns burned violently with a muffled "bang".

Under the light of the red flames, Babasa's pale face was revealed, and the horns of the demon clan were where its life essence gathered, and these blood occupied most of the power that Babasa had accumulated over the years.

Once exhausted, he will inevitably fall into a deep sleep again, but today the situation has no choice. With the power of the Gu Clan's true body, once he summoned the second holy mountain, he would immediately be subjected to powerful suppression.

Raising his hand to cover the sky, a large shadow sprinkled on the earth, and the ancient clan incarnated by Qin Yu punched out blatantly. With a loud bang, the space trembled violently, and with the power of the ancient clan's body, thousands of mountains were separated in front of it, all of which could be easily broken, and it was even easier to shatter the space.

But now it is extremely difficult, as if this space has become different because it is close to something.

"Break it for me!"

The roar was even more terrifying than the thunder, and the space that trembled wildly suddenly cracked through it, and in the pitch black, there was a cyan divine light emanating.

This light penetrated the cracks and shone into the heavens and the earth, and the unimaginable terrifying pressure was like a river dam bursting its banks, surging madly.

Click-

Click-

Like a shattered surface of ice, the sky above his head was full of countless cracks in the blink of an eye.

The second of the three holy mountains of the ancient clan - Zhentian!

The cyan mountain, which looked like it was crawling with some kind of moss from a distance, appeared little by little from the trembling space, and every inch of entering the world, the pressure of the arrival became stronger.

On the surface of the horns above Babasa's head, the blood flames burned even more violently, resisting the suppressive force that penetrated countless spatial layers and arrived.

Crackle –

Crackle –

In Babasa's body, there was a sound of flesh and bone exploding, and the body expanded again, and the blood vessels under the epidermis burst open one by one, and the blood seeped out through the gaps in the scale armor, and it was soaked in a blink of an eye.

The power of the two holy mountains of Zhenhai and Zhentian sealed seventy percent of the catharsis channels of the horns, and the power in his body began to accumulate.

Suddenly, there was an earth-shattering roar, controlling the lonely city of Ximen that was bombarded with thunder in the sky, and the blood-colored eyes showed coldness.

He looked at the Demon Lord, and his voice was low, "For countless years, this seat has been waiting for the day of revenge for his wife and children. No matter what happens, it can't affect this, the demon clan's methods of manipulating people's hearts are indeed terrifying, but this seat has not really sunk!"

"You have to absorb the power of thunder to recover yourself, and this seat will satisfy you, and then detonate them all...... Now, you go and die!"

Ximen Gucheng raised his hand a little eyebrows, and a lightning rune appeared, and with this point, the rune "snapped" and shattered.

If struck by lightning, the breath of Ximen Lonely City instantly declined, and blood spurted wildly between his mouth and nose.

Controlling the divine beast Thunder Qilin, for a long time, his thunder has already been achieved, and the lightning rune in the center of his eyebrows is the mark of thunder.

Now, at the cost of shattering the mark, awaken the power of the heavens and thunder, and rain down the punishment of endless destruction.

The Demon Lord roared in pain, and the fine scale armor on the surface of his body was instantly covered with thunder, and what seemed to be a small arc of lightning showed a deep and brilliant purple color, which was incomparably beautiful but contained a terrifying power that could turn everything into powder.

Pieces of lord-level scale armor lost their luster under the purple thunder, and then withered, shattered, and fell off, revealing the charred flesh below.

It seems to be slow, but in the blink of an eye, the demon lord's body is already covered with traces of thunder and rage. What is especially terrifying is that the physical body has suffered a heavy blow, and the power accumulated in the body has become more and more difficult to suppress, and they are like raging floods, frantically impacting the physical dam.

Once the limit is exceeded, the backlash will come - all the laws in the world have limits and constraints, and the demon clan has the ability to plunder the outside world and repair its own losses, but it also has great flaws.

If it exceeds the limit of one's own bearing, the so-called backlash means death, the destruction of form and spirit, and the erasure of self-traces from heaven and earth.

Babasa screamed in pain, and there was fear in his eyes, and it was precisely because he knew the terrible consequences that he would not allow it to happen.

Damn Simon Lonely City, he actually deliberately pretended to be manipulated by him, and waited until this moment to make trouble! Thinking about it again, it was useless, the demon lord suddenly looked up at the sky, and howled wildly to the sky.

Boom Boom –

In the midst of a low and dull sound, among the thunderclouds in the sky, a whirlpool appeared in an instant, and its interior was extremely black, like flowing ink.

The aura of coldness, destruction, and killing emanates from this whirlpool, but it has an indescribable helping effect on the demon lord.

Bathed in the aura of the dark vortex, the scale armor on the surface of his body grew rapidly, and the breath returned to the same as before, and the original sluggish breath was like injecting kerosene into the flames, instantly showing the momentum of burning the sky, even more powerful than when he was intact!

But the Demon Lord's face was not half happy, his breath was cold, and his voice full of killing intent resounded through the heavens and the earth, "Today, both of you are going to die...... The Lord of Skill swears by his destiny that he will drain your souls and plunge them into the endless abyss, where you will be attacked by the forces of darkness for eternity, struggling in pain and despair, and there will be no day of liberation for generations!"

Roar –

The Demon Lord roared, and the thunder light raged all around him, and he was directly torn apart from it.

Poof-

Another mouthful of blood spurted out of Ximen Lonely City, and his breath fell to the bottom, staggering and barely maintaining his figure. His eyes were blackened, and his vision became blurred, but he could feel the roaring aura of destruction.

It's cold and violent!

"Brewing, peaceful, sorry ......"

With a bitter smile in his heart, Simon Lonely City closed his eyes and waited for death to come. But at this moment, there was an earth-shattering bang, and a large amount of blood was spilled, and a warm feeling poured all over his body.

Raising his hand and wiping a handful of blood that covered his vision, Ximen Gucheng looked up and looked forward, and a majestic figure stood in front of him.

Now, one of his arms had been pierced, and blood was gushing from the wound. But his figure is still firm, like a mountain ridge, which can shelter all wind and rain.

With warmth in his heart, Ximen Gucheng took a deep breath, "Qin Yu, leave me alone, if you can get out, leave immediately!"

The Demon Lord who surpassed the peak has now almost reached the level of the Great Lord, and the power he has burst out is simply unmatched.

In the end, they were defeated......

At this moment, Qin Yu's deep voice suddenly sounded, "Ximen, are you afraid of death?"