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"You can't stop it. "The powerhouse of the Celestial Race, his tone was calm, his face was cold, and the powerful power of the royal path erupted from his body, he stretched out his hands and pressed them into the sky, like the hands of gods and demons, penetrating and falling, diffusing a kind of power.

"You're good, but you're going to fall. "The other two royal powerhouses are also killing, and the white wings are waving, and the wind is raging...

The howling wind swept from the depths of the heavens, turning into sharp swords, constantly cutting through the world.

It's a scary.

The three Celestial Race royal powerhouses all erupted, and the killing power densely filled the sky.

Han Xin was silent, dressed in plain clothes fluttering, full of long hair and shawl, swaying in the breeze, he clutched the trident in his hand, and his figure was suspended motionless in the sky.

Half an hour has passed, and he has begun to dry up, if there are no reinforcements, if .. If he doesn't retreat, he'll fall here.

Crash!

Demon-like hands enveloped him, trying to suppress him and imprison him.

At this moment, Han Xin suddenly opened his pupils, and in the depths of his dark pupils, an astonishing picture appeared, and there seemed to be a turtle rushing towards Tianyu in the blur.

He gripped the trident tightly, and with a flick of his wrist, a powerful black light erupted at this moment, and the next moment, he stepped on the line of words, unleashed his speed, and avoided this powerful blow.

In the end, he rushed towards the king powerhouse, and the trident in his hand rose and fell, with a fast speed and hundreds of millions of powers.

There was a pop, and blood spilled down.

The trident in Han Xin's hand slashed through his body, and at the same time, the wind swept over like a knife, enveloping his entire body.

"You.." The man froze for a moment, and at the end of his life, he was left with only horror, however, time was running out for him.

Even, the cultivators who were watching here not far away were all shocked and stunned.

Han Xin's speed is very fast, and he has the legendary Nine Extremes, Xingzi Jue, such a kind of Shinto Dao, which can help him kill the enemy among thousands of troops.

Previously, he had never used it, but he wanted to stay until now and kill the enemy with one blow.

And now, he has done it.

In the same way, although he killed that king, he also suffered a catastrophe himself.

The two kings killed at the same time, they were angry, furious, and full of killing intent, eager to kill Han Xin ten thousand times.

The three of them shot at the same time, and they were actually killed by the other party, is this an insult to their strength?

The wings shook, setting off a violent wind, wrapped in sword-like killing, drowning Han Xin's entire person, and a poofing began to sound.

He seemed to be exhausted, he didn't even have the strength to perform the trick, and he seemed to be blocked, imprisoned, and could no longer resist.

"Not good. ”

"Let's go. Countless Wuji disciples reacted, and they were all exclaiming, their faces ugly.

Even, a few disciples couldn't help but want to make a move, but they were crushed by the breath of the royal road, and the whole person suffered a catastrophe, and his body flew upside down for hundreds of meters.

Kingcraft..

That kind of realm was too terrifying for them, even if it was a wisp of breath, it was enough to kill them.

The sky was very gloomy, but it couldn't sink the hearts of Wuji's disciples.

Han Shin was besieged there, and their hearts were filled with anxiety and despair.

"Die!"

"You can't escape. "The two kings of the Celestial Race were furious, and the three of them made a move, but one of them was killed, which was a great insult to them.

Roar!

Han Xin did not give up resistance, and in the process, he tried to adjust himself, until this moment, he seemed to capture hope.

An angry roar echoed out, and immediately after, the power of the blood veins from his body gushed out like the water of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River.

The emergence of the power of the bloodline, like the source of life, brought him a steady stream of life force.

His injuries were recovering, everything was getting better with him, and even, his dry sea of qi began to boil again.

Invisibly, there is also a terrifying divine power permeating, as if it is a god, a killing god...

In a short period of time, Han Xin erupted, stunned the two Celestial Race powerhouses who were making a move, they really couldn't imagine that the three kings were fighting against him alone, and the battle had lasted for half an hour.

And in this process, he killed no one without saying anything, and now, he can still break out...

What kind of power is that? Is the power of the bloodline? It is very powerful, and that touch of divine power is simply the descending of the divine mansion above the nine heavens.

Oh, my God!

In the hearts of the two of them, they shouted frantically, and no one felt that kind of divine power more clearly than them.

Not the royal road, not beyond the imperial road, but the real god.

At first, it was faint, but now, it is becoming clearer, like a mountain, and like an immortal monument rolling over here.

Hiss!

They suddenly came back to their senses, their faces changed greatly, they couldn't care about dignity and face anymore, at this moment, they just wanted to escape from here, and then tell everyone that this person is not simple, he is not an ordinary person, how can an ordinary person's body flow out of such divine power?

True God?

No, it's not..

Descendants of the true God...

The last five words came to their minds, and the two of them were breathless... The soul trembled, and he could no longer afford to resist.

Poof!

The trident burst out of black light ran through here mercilessly, carrying hundreds of millions of jun strength, and carrying the fierce killing intent in Han Xin's confidence.

The crimson blood spilled down with the rise and fall of the trident, turning into a rain of blood and falling to the earth.

The whole scene froze, and everyone froze.

The breeze whistling, rolling up the rich smell of blood in the air, accompanied by fallen leaves, undulating, swaying in every corner of heaven and earth.

Han Xin walked down from the sky without saying a word, and he returned here, sitting cross-legged on top of the door, as if everything just now had nothing to do with him.

Finally, time seemed like a long time had passed, and someone came back to his senses, and he exclaimed.

After that, one after another, the cultivators came back to their senses, and even the army of the Celestial Race not far away also came to their senses, looking at this scene, breathing the smell of blood in the air, they were suffocated, and they were also angry.

The three kings made a move, it was not an ordinary royal road, but a real royal road, and they experienced the existence of the king.

Among them, there are two royal road two turns, and one royal road three turns...

Such a lineup, no matter where it is placed, is enough to deter one side and slaughter one side, however, put it here...

The three of them besieged and killed one person, not to mention the counter-killing, and now, they were about to kill that person, but they were counter-killed again.

The three powerful kings all fell here.

Is this a joke?

Could it be that the powerhouses of their celestial race are all parallel imports?

While shocked, they were more angry, which was simply the greatest insult to their celestial race, as well as a provocation.

In full view of everyone, the three of them surrounded and killed one person, but all of them were counter-killed, and the whole process was obvious to all and clearly visible.

The faces of the Celestial Race army sank and were very ugly.

There were more than three hundred of them, half of them were strong in the Heavenly Realm, and there were about ten kings, but the battle had been going on so far, and Wuji had not been harmed, but they had killed three kings.

Such a result is unacceptable!

"I can't wait, just kill in, I think he can block a few people?"

"Yes, just go in. Another king was also echoing.

"This formation is very mysterious, it is arranged in combination with the terrain, and it is difficult to break. The Array Master frowned.

He had been here for a long time, and he had been observing the formation, and now, he was becoming more and more frightened.

100,000 years ago, there was a super-powerful force dormant here, but for some unknown reason, this power was destroyed.

At that time, according to records, the topography of this place vaguely has a tendency to rush to the sky, the meaning of Jackie Chan, the dragon soul rises and falls, and people have no doubt that over time, this place will inevitably become a terrible place for heaven and earth, cultivation.

As soon as the terrain of Panlong came out, it shocked the entire Yangzhou.

It's just that in the end, this vein was annihilated, and the dragon vein was also cut off by the peerless powerhouse... Years ago, countless strong people came here, all shaking their heads and leaving, they thought that the dragon vein was dead, and there was no possibility of resurrection, and even some people concluded that this place would become a place of great evil.

The dragon vein is formed, and he already has a soul, but he is killed by someone, and it is very likely to form a great murderer.

At that time, few people remembered that there was such an existence, and until now, Li Pu restarted the Wuji Holy Land, and it was once again in the eyes of the world.

And what's even more terrifying is that it is still there, it has never become a big murderer, and vaguely, it gives people a feeling of recovery.

"Can't break it, are you kidding?" said a man who looked to be forty or fifty years old, and his tone was cold.

"It's a natural formation, and there's nothing I can do about it. He shook his head, and his voice was solemn: "Although the dragon vein has been cut off, it is very likely that the soul is still there, and now that the great array has reappeared, it is only a matter of time before it recovers." ”

"Isn't there a weakness?" the king snorted coldly, obviously very dissatisfied with such a result, he couldn't even break a formation, what use did he want you?

"Yes.." He spoke: "Storm." ”