Chapter 41: Dyeing the Firmament

The Immortal Realm, shattered.

"The war between the two supreme supreme seals is really terrifying, the Star Dao Wentu, and the killing of the Indian slaves. The old man was tired, his lips were red with a sign of corruption, and his hands were still trembling as a large cloud of fire stood in front of him.

Yes, we are all indicators.

The long black shadow of his body with two blades extending from his wrists, he stood on the opposite side of the sea, his long hair fluctuating regularly with the waves.

"Be considerate and considerate of me, old ghost, it's hard for me to do it. He pulled his hair and stretched his limbs unscrupulously: "You deserve to die, just die quietly, don't cause me trouble." ”

Hohoo.

The karmic fire red lotus couldn't speak, and it also pounced on him with a thousand red clouds.

For it, the dragon pendant is a creation-like existence, and it has not yet assembled at this moment, so it can protect the dragon pendant until one side is defeated.

The man laughed and swung his blade, and as the rod slapped at him, the waves were split in two, and the demonic aura was monstrous, sticky, and the howl of rage made the countless spirits lurking in the sea tremble, it was a curse for the apostate, and the vulgar and vicious curses merged into a frenzied and soul-stirring song of slashing the sea!

Pure black indicator, pure black blade.

"From now on, there will be no dragon pendant, they will only remember me!"

That sea curtain was cut to pieces by the sword, and no matter how many Dao spirits there were, they were just souls under the sword.

The clouds of fire scorched the Innu, black smoke billowed into the sky, and the ocean evaporated but never stopped.

"Traitors, all die. ”

......

Ao Bu regretted staring straight at the crack in the sky, slowly showing a smile and laughing, louder and louder, louder and louder.

"I, I hate your ignorant and arrogant faces, so, let's all die!" The sky of the Soul Suppression Realm cracked, and the transparent like glass fragments scattered, and everyone naturally looked up, and saw one red moon after another in the galaxy, and saw Manju Sawa covering everywhere as far as the naked eye could see, and what shocked them the most was ...... They saw that the moonlit planets were all unguarded by the red light, and the globular stars were invisibly falling apart, leaving only the continent and the countless armies that fought in every country.

This is the Warring States Period, where everyone is risking their lives to kill or be killed for that ethereal purpose.

I remember, every time the Warring States Era said that it was to give birth to the Chaos Dao and plant it into the Chaos Heaven, in fact, it was to let this group of fools block our way home, but ah...... Do you feel like I'm like those stupid people?

Ao Buregret grinned and showed his white teeth, and the blood cells in the palm of his right hand were beating restlessly, and in the blood cells were eight flying dragons.

"The Son of Heaven is in charge of the Yama arm, even they are helping me, you, how can you stop it?" Ao Buregret's arm changed significantly, his right arm was hideous, his left hand was crystal clear, one hand was red and the other hand was white, his eyes were also like two hands, his right eye was bright and dripping, his left eye was pure and flawless, and two diametrically opposed breaths collided in his body.

When I will kill, it will be a nightmare for all things;

When I don't kill, I'm the king of the gods.

This is the meaning of the prison officials.

"Han Tao, don't you want to see how many hole cards I have that you don't know?" Ao Buregret pointed to the gray in the depths of the sky: "I'll let you see what our blood is for!"

The blazing extreme flame erupted from the pores, the familiar dragon slaying platform, the familiar blood slashing dragon corpse across the top of his head, Ao Buregret sang the dragon text loudly, the Huanghuang Dragon Spirit Soul Song, the guillotine fell heavily, frantically cutting his already invulnerable wrist, and the blood finally flowed down, flowing on the surface of the knife and shield, so they ignited the flames.

"Come back, you who once died in the Chaos Heaven, the heroic spirits who died on the battlefield, and the Heavenly Dragon who once shocked the Chaos countless times, I would like to lay the dragon soul with my blood!"

Emperor Xuan listened to the fierce dragon howl, stretched out his right hand with a smile, held the sea surface, and there was only one sword left on the bottom of the sea, and he held the black light and said loudly: "He has begun, the remnants and curses of Yutian Peak, send you the punishment of the rebel seal to break the seal, evil dragon, give the head!"

"This sword, Dian Yu Tianzhong blood battle chaos to suppress xenomorphs, saw horns!" Ao did not regret the hysterical roar, the dragon wolf jumped on the full moon above his head and howled in the wind, the dragon soul in his hand slashed horizontally, plowing a gully that was thousands of miles long in the void, and the gray light seeped out from the ravine, Ao Buregret knew, Emperor Xuan knew, Han Tao knew, it was the blood of chaos, and he made chaos bleed with his own strength, which was something that only two men named barbarians could do once upon a time.

Behind Ao Buregret, the hazy figure held the huge guillotine knife in both hands and swung it vigorously, pointing it in the direction of the Immortal Realm.

The Great Stargazer and the Great Devouring Star screamed, their breath plummeted, and two pairs of four dragon horns peeled off from the top of the giant dragon's head, and the fracture was smooth and flat Dragon Blood Soaring, how could they not be familiar with it, it was Yutian Peak, it was Yutian City's eight extreme punishments for evil dragons, which were called: sawing horns, broken claws, fading scales, peeling skin, cramps, decapitation, broken beads, and soul killing.

The punishment of slashing the dragon starts from the saw horn to the end of the soul, and all the dragons will end in the same fate as Yutian Peak, without a soul and no soul.

"This sword, Dian Yu Tianlong has been refining day and night to fight for the sky with his life, and breaking his claws!" The golden giant sword slashed vertically, and the previous blow became a cross, and the star path collapsed again, and the dragon claws of the black and white dragon fell like dragon horns, and the dragon did not bleed, spewing out a large stream of clear air, and the powerful coercion leaked out, and finally ...... was cut off by two knives.

"This sword, the old wolf will stand alone in the wind and snow for ten thousand years, and the scales will fade!" The figure let go of the guillotine and held the tail of the black scales, and with the other hand, he held the dragon's neck and slammed it to the end.

As ruthless as the black-faced god of death devouring the star, the original body finally couldn't calm down after suffering such a capital punishment, his clenched teeth were almost crushed, and he roared in pain, and then the white-clothed stargazer was also hit hard by this and spit out a mouthful of blood again, and his breath was weak, and it was the same wisdom realm breath as the Xuan Emperor.

"With all due respect, the great wisdom you have spoken of is so unacceptable that it is simply ...... Is the Hui Realm enough?Am I watching you die or will I help you?" Emperor Xuan was half-squatting in the air, the black sword in his hand was bored and drawing circles, as long as the two of them did not leave the Wind Lotus Sea, Emperor Xuan would not make another move.

As he said, the fall is a fatal calamity for all cultivators, whether it is ants or a handful of people who are high above.

The dragon clan's capital punishment is cruel and neat, so Emperor Xuan doesn't have to waste too much time here.

Skinning, cramping, decapitation, beading, soul-crushing.

The scene was not very enjoyable, the blood stained the sea red, the sky red, and the strange fishy sweetness stimulated the guys with keen senses to slowly turn red.

"Get up, all the red-eyed ghosts, get up, all the bloodthirsty species, get up, the cubs who have been fed by the dragon's blood, it's time to do it!" Taiheng Zhengyi's flesh and blood blurred waved his hands indiscriminately, the gray light in his eyes connected to the sky, and the black fire was burning, instead of Ao Buregret yelling like a madman, dancing in the chaotic world, singing in the chaotic Dao sea.