The green robe exploded, and a golden armor appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Celestial Centipede Armor"

This turned out to be an acquired spiritual treasure, and there was a powerful defensive spiritual power circulating on top of that battle armor.

"He even has a spiritual treasure, is he going to rely on this defensive spiritual treasure to resist the slash of the Blood Slaughter Divine Sword?" The Fifth Ming King showed a look of disbelief, "No, he is too big, this is an act of looking for death." ”

"Die"

The Blood Slaughter Divine Sword, turned into blood light, and in an instant, Mo Luo Tian held the Blood Slaughter Divine Sword, and directly burst forward, and a sword pierced Lin Xuan's body.

Below, a scream was heard.

Ming Ruochen's face turned pale, watching the tip of the sword peeking out from behind Lin Xuan, his eyes revealing a trace of unbearability and distress.

And the Jade Rakshasa is teardrops, but she is still standing strong, but that look already has a resolute attitude, that is a kind of firmness that Lin Xuan will never live if she dies.

"Hahahaha, Mole Ant, you still die at the hands of this king. “

Mo Luo Tian laughed wildly, the Blood Slaughter Divine Sword was frantically absorbing Lin Xuan's blood, and the powerful power of blood and qi was wantonly destroying Lin Xuan's body.

The corners of Lin Xuan's mouth also had a hint of evil sneering, "Who will die, not necessarily." His left arm stretched out and grabbed Morodin's arm directly, making it impossible for him to escape his gaze.

Behind him a round of golden sun, buzzing, rising.

Lin Xuan's body rose up for a while, shaking wildly, and he instantly turned into a half-dragon body, opened his throat, and roared at the Moro Tian in front of him, like the groan of a dragon.

"Roar"

The sound of the dragon, the sound waves, no matter how powerful Mo Tian's divine consciousness was, under the sweep of the sound waves so close, his eyes directly darkened, and he felt dizzy.

And the next moment, behind Lin Xuan, that round of golden sun, golden light.

"The sun shines"

Ten thousand golden rays, like ten thousand swords piercing through the heart, frantically shrouded Mo Luotian's body.

"Ahhhh

With a terrible roar, the golden light shone on Mo Luotian's body, and I saw that Mo Tian's body was constantly turning into rotten flesh, blood and water were constantly flowing, and on his cheeks, the hideous appearance became more and more terrifying.

"Lin Xuan, you give me death"

The Blood Slaughter Divine Sword, in Lin Xuan's chest, stirred wildly, erupted, and Lin Xuan's entire chest was completely a huge hole.

And Morotian's terrible cry still doesn't stop.

Lin Xuan was a Scythic roar at the moment, "Morotian, I said that there are too many people who want me to die, but there is only one end in the end, and that is to turn into a pinch of loess." ”

Mo Luo Tian frantically drew the Blood Slaughter Divine Sword, and slashed at Lin Xuan's left arm.

Click, Lin Xuan's left arm was cut off, and the golden light shrouded Mo Luotian's body, at this moment, Mo Luotian's appearance was no stronger than Lin Xuan's, the flesh and blood on the body were constantly corrupted, falling to the ground in a row, and the fishy smell permeated the entire imperial city.

Burst back, Moro Sky crazy burst back. But the next moment, he found that two black shadows appeared behind him in an instant.

The two figures firmly grasped his left and right arms, and the strength was beyond his imagination.

"Damn, it's actually a corpse refining, this is the secret technique of the Blood Demon Clan, who are you?" Mo Luo Tian roared violently, and the two refining corpses frantically dragged Mo Luo Tian forward, and the golden light filled again, enveloping all three of them.

"Hurry up and save me, all the clansmen hurry up. ”

Mo Luotian let out a terrible roar, and suddenly the thirteen god-transforming monks shot with all their might.

"The Ming King clan intervened to stop them. ”

The Fifth Ming King roared, directly turned into a retreat, and led a group of god-transforming monks to frantically intercept the thirteen god-transforming monks.

At this moment, almost all the blood in Lin Xuan's body was about to run dry, one of his arms was burst, the other was cut off, and his chest was completely strangled into a huge hole.

The Reversal of the Silence Heart Sutra had stopped, and his dantian had also been severely damaged, and he had long been unable to support the spiritual power of the Reversal of the Silence Heart Sutra.

But there was a wanton smile on his face, the Great Perfection Cultivator of the Transformation Period, so what, if he Lin Xuan didn't want to, he could still kill him.

"Blood Slaughter Sword Spirit, Slash"

Mo Luo Tian screamed, and the blood-colored sword spirit that originally turned into a blood light that melted into his body directly turned into a phantom, and directly slashed at the two refining corpses, cutting off the arms of the two evil corpses in an instant, and Mo Luo Tian was able to get this line of vitality and retreat frantically.

Lin Xuan didn't pursue anymore, because of his strength at the moment, even if he used the divine powers in the Moonlight Hidden and Jizo King Bodhisattva Wish Sutra again, it would be difficult to hunt him down.

He could feel that the golden points of light condensed by the medicine master were frantically repairing his damaged golden body and flesh and blood in his body, and the feeling of coolness kept coming.

He looked at the Fifth Ming King and a group of Avatar Cultivators to intercept the Avatar Cultivators of the Asura Clan, revealing a complicated expression. He wanted to thank the Fifth Ming King, if he hadn't intercepted it at the end, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to hit Mo Luo Tian hard.

Mo Luotian's figure flashed and burst back, but the group of Asura Transformation Cultivators hurriedly guarded the left and right. And the people of the Ming King clan slowly retreated.

"Mo Luotian's miserable appearance at the moment is also miserable, all flesh and blood, not a piece is intact, dark red blood, constantly dripping, two huge holes in the chest, hideous face, at this moment, it is also a piece of flesh and blood on the left, and the left arm is directly torn off by the roots. It can be described as miserable.

Mo Luo Tian looked at Lin Xuan in the void hatefully, revealing a trace of bloodthirsty hatred, "I, Mo Luo Tian, have lost my eyes today, today's shame, I must repay you a hundred times, I want to kill the Nether Rakshasa clan, there is no one left." “

Lin Xuan's eyes showed a hint of contempt, "I am only in the middle of the Yuan Infant realm today, relying on the secret magic power, I can cripple you, and in the future, I can kill you, if you want to kill the Netherworld Rakshasa clan, I want your Asura clan to be at peace forever." ”

Mo Luotian's breath was unstable, and he glared at Lin Xuan, "Go"

If you don't leave at this time, I'm afraid you really can't go, although he is conceited and crazy, and has the backing of the king of the Asura clan, but he really fell in the imperial city of the Ming King clan, I am afraid that the Asura clan and the Ming King clan will start a war, and in the end they will lose both, and the first Ming King is still in retreat in a secret realm in the imperial city, if he is disturbed, I am afraid that he will be killed in an instant.

Mo Luo Tian took dozens of god-transforming monks, and in an instant, he turned into dozens of rays of light and fled.

And Lin Xuan's body could no longer hold on in the void, crumbling.

The Jade Rakshasa turned into a ray of light, hurriedly rushed into the void, supported Lin Xuan, tears fell on Lin Xuan's body, looking at Lin Xuan, who was covered in blood, crying, not knowing what to say, tightly hugging Lin Xuan, who had lost both arms.