Chapter 68: The Seven Killings Monument and the Seven Killing Poems

Boom –

It was the collision of the Dacheng kings again, which made most of the monks change color.

Feng Qingxu realized more deeply that the king of Dacheng was too terrible. Compared with Lao Wang and others, the momentum of the Wind Emperor is too domineering, the kind of momentum that is self-respecting and dominating the world, even some kings frown.

The Wind Emperor is definitely one of the peak powerhouses on the face of the world.

Poof-

After all, the palm of his hand was still pierced, and the Dacheng King of the Seven Killing Sects was not as good as the Wind Emperor.

"Dacheng king, there are also strengths and weaknesses, you can't do it yet. Let the one in the dark make a move, otherwise, you won't be able to stop the emperor. ”

The Wind Emperor was very domineering, and did not regard the Dacheng King of the Seven Killing Sect as an opponent.

"This is the spirit of the human emperor-"

Even Lao Wang couldn't help but sigh, he was indeed very strong, but he was still much worse than the Wind Emperor.

Moreover, from the realm, from the momentum, there is no comparison.

Lao Wang and Li Lao Mo also have violent tempers, but compared to the Wind Emperor, who has cultivated the spirit of an emperor, it seems too peaceful.

The emperor dominates the world and is the only one.

Otherwise, it is difficult to become an emperor.

The Human Emperor is the leader of the human race. The façade of the entire race, if there is no great perseverance, great luck and great courage, how can it carry that luck and glory.

"The Wind Emperor didn't directly enter the Seven Killing Stars, it seems that there are really saints alive in the Seven Killing Sect. ”

An old monk whispered, staring at the Seven Killing Stars.

"Don't be ashamed—"

Choke –

The king cannot be disgraced!!

Ordinary people have dignity, and the strong attach more importance to dignity and face.

The Dacheng King of the Seven Killing Sect was despised by the Wind Emperor, and he was immediately furious, he no longer continued to fight the enemy empty-handed, and a blood-dripping spear appeared in his hand.

"It's the killing spear of the Seven Killing Gates!"

Lao Wang showed a dignified expression, the Seven Killing Sect is known for its blood-dripping killing sword and killing spear, which are all supreme killing weapons.

What's even more terrifying is that these two types of weapons are standard weapons.

With the Seven Kills of the Seven Kills, it is like a tiger with wings. Plus those unpredictable concealment techniques, extraordinary speed secret techniques. Come without a trace, go without a trace, kill with one blow.

Who is not afraid of such a monk assassin?

I'm not afraid of being assassinated, I'm afraid of being remembered. No matter how strong and cautious a person is, it is impossible to prevent it for a lifetime, and once there is an omission, it may be the moment when the killer strikes a fatal blow.

Therefore, in every era, there are many people who have fallen under the killing spear and blood-dripping killing sword of the Seven Killing Gates.

"Whew-"

The void is like paper, and the spear of killing is as red as blood.

In an instant, it pierced through the void, and the killing intent materialized, causing the surrounding temperature to plummet, and everyone felt that they were being targeted by a prehistoric beast, and their cold hair stood on end.

The death crisis looms over everyone.

It was clear that the killing intent was only aimed at the Wind Emperor. But just the little bit of killing intent that overflowed made some gods and cultivators change their faces greatly.

As for Feng Qingxu and the others, even if they had the protection of the cultivators and kings of the Refining Void Realm, their brains were blank, and all they left behind was trembling. The gap is too big, and the other party's killing intent is too terrifying.

In the face of such a great success to kill the king, let alone trembling, even if you lose your temper, you will not be ashamed.

"A killer exposed to the sun dares to commit murder?"

The Wind Emperor said indifferently.

"Woo - we assassinate our targets, mainly relying on strength, followed by concealment, speed, and timing. If the strength is insufficient, even if there is a must-kill blow, it may not be successful. ”

"Kill the Tao, strength first-"

The old man of the Seven Kills Gate looked indifferent.

Choke –

Finally, people saw the Wind Emperor's weapon.

It is rumored that the Wind Emperor basically does not use weapons against the enemy, and can destroy the enemy directly with a pair of fists.

But what we are facing today is a great king.

It may also be to beware of the strong people in the dark of the Seven Killing Gates, so the Wind Emperor showed his weapon.

"The Great Dragon Halberd—"

Some of the older monks exclaimed, staring at the halberd.

"It is rumored that this weapon is a weapon made of Taoism refined by the Wind Emperor after becoming the king, personally killed the starry sky, killed a dragon, and used its dragon spine as the main material, plus the emperor's exclusive materials, supplemented by some holy gold and other materials. ”

"Sure enough, as soon as it appeared, there was a momentum of shocking the nine heavens and ten earths. ”

The older monks stared at the weapon with hot eyes and admiration.

"Slash—"

Boom –

The next moment, the void was split in half, and the great dragon halberd was domineering, directly crushing it, and instantly met the killing spear.

Erasable –

The killing spear cracked and flew out.

Poof-

The Dacheng King of the Seven Killing Sect reacted very quickly, and immediately played several secret techniques, and played several weapons to defend and fight against the Great Dragon Halberd, but unfortunately, he couldn't stop it after all.

was slashed out by the dragon halberd and coughed up blood.

"Death—"

The Wind Emperor took one step, rotated the Great Dragon Halberd, and slashed directly at the King of Dacheng, wanting to kill him.

"All things are born to support people, and there is nothing for people to worship heaven!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!!"

"Kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Boom –

An ancient blood tablet flew from the depths of the Seven Killing Stars, and there was a murderous poem on it.

Seven killing words, bloody, chilling.

Even when the monks of the Divine Transformation Realm and the Void Refining Realm saw it, they all frowned. Even, there is a feeling of dizziness and vomiting, fear and wanting to escape.

"How talented the Ho Feng clan is—"

An old man with a white beard and a short stature appeared.

His face was like pine bark, crumpled.

The hair is also scarce, but the eyes are very bright, and the qi and blood are still quite vigorous.

What's even more terrifying is that his momentum is even more terrifying than the Dacheng King just now. There is a wisp of breath that is high up and looks down on all beings, causing everyone to change color.

"Quasi-saint—"

Lao Wang's lips trembled a little, he was the pinnacle of refining the Void Realm, barely a half-step king, and a quasi-king.

You can go retrograde and fight against the monks in the early days of the king.

But in the face of quasi-saints, it is still not enough to see, the gap is too big.

"It's you- I didn't expect you to be alive, Maha-"

"A thousand years ago, an elder of my clan became a king, and you went to assassinate him. You were almost killed back, and you were beaten and fled with serious injuries. Unexpectedly, he survived and became a quasi-saint. ”

The Wind Emperor stared at the old man and called out his name.

Maha!

"What? It was him. A thousand years ago, he was the king of killers who shook the world. ”

"Assassinating the Wind Emperor of the previous generation almost succeeded. was crippled by the previous generation of Wind Emperor, and everyone felt that he would not live long. Unexpectedly, after a thousand years, not only did he not fall, but he also reached the quasi-holy realm. ”

"Could it be that in such an environment, you must become a saint?"

Some old antiques change color, they have heard the name of Maha.

Today's environment of heaven and earth is far inferior to that of ancient times, let alone ancient and mythological eras. It's too difficult to become a saint.

Maha, but there is a posture of sanctification.

"Do you want to take that step with the help of this saint?"

Maha stared at the Wind Emperor and said quietly.

The Wind Emperor has already touched the threshold, and he is only one line away from becoming a quasi-saint.

I want to use this battle to enter the quasi-saint realm.

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