Chapter Forty-Nine: Sitting proudly on the dragon's bed and turning over the king, the sky is angry, and there are no bones left

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Six arrogant kings, together set foot in the capital of the Qin king, they are about to do something earth-shattering, kill the king!

Who can stop the pace of the king?

In the palace, they saw it as they wished, the King of Qin sat high, dark brown royal robe, simple and ordinary, as if he had expected it, not surprised, still calm.

King Qin is arrogant, and several people hate him, but it is not easy to kill the king, and if you are not careful, you will fall, and no one wants to be that unlucky ghost.

The eyes were staggered, and he secretly made up his mind, and he shot at the same time. Overwhelmed? Heaven and earth are falling apart? It is indescribable, the power shakes the world!

In the face of the fierce attack of the six kings, King Qin had no fear, lightly put the wine in the cup, slowly raised his right hand, and turned his palm from top to bottom.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth roared!

The majestic power shook the universe, breaking the shackles of time, running through the ancient and modern rivers, and the indescribable power spread out from its body......

The heart is only one thought, surrender!

The six kings were in a cold sweat, they didn't want to, they didn't want to, they knelt on one knee, and they couldn't lift their heads.

It was only a moment, although life was still death, and the face was not human, but heaven.

Pull out the mountain and cover the world, how crazy are the six kings of the town?

sighed, full of pride and dissipated, helplessly left, at the moment of leaving, the king of Chu turned back, and finally saw the eyes of the king of Qin, indifferent to all beings, and looked at the world!

If you lose the root by mistake and have fear, you will be defeated.

King Qin has no opponent in his eyes, maybe no one can see him at all, there is no enemy with me, and today, he also sees this thought in the immortal war demon.

They are the same kind of people, and he is looking forward to the battle between the two, King Qin is the ultimate destination of the undead war demons, or...... Who knows......

In the vast years, the world, hundreds of millions of living beings, who can come to the top? Take control of your own life?

With pain, with a dazedness, and a little loss, the king of Chu died, completely closed his eyes, and a generation of monarchs has since fallen.

The story is not over, nine heavens, suddenly, lightning and thunder, like the end of the world, the moon is not afraid, far away, leaving behind the dark earth, and the people of fear.

There is no moon in this night, and the coarse thunder is like a pillar of annihilation, from the sky, angrily splitting down, carrying wind and rain, destroying vitality, and the will of the dark world suddenly appears.

In the dark and cold night, suddenly, the blood light shone, illuminating the land of the Seven Kingdoms, and the light was reborn, and at the moment when they were most frightened, a thin figure appeared from the light.

The blood hair fluttered, the back was straight, the eyes were sharp, and with a long roar, he attacked the sky. The injuries were severe, his ribs were completely broken, and half of his body was mutilated.

How can the king be easy to kill, not that his reaction is fast, and the king of Chu pounced on his death, and pulled him into the Yellow Spring early.

The back is as straight as a dragon, the eyes shoot in all directions, the fierce fight of the Nine Heavens God Thunder, pass, one step into the dragon, step on the king level, defeat, a pile of loess.

What's the joy of a husband? What is there to fear from death?

The thunder roared, turning into a thousand dragons to dance together, he rushed into the sky, not waiting for the thunder to be angry, people have rushed to the nine heavens, if the sky dares to punish me, I will go against the sky!

Hit the royal ranks! Take a step and break the iron rules of this world!

With a tenacious will, with an unyielding obsession, he did not hesitate, like a sword that broke the sky, rushed into the center of ten thousand thunders, lightning and thunder, and the momentum moved for nine days.

He fought from the sea of thunder, devoted his life to it, however, people have a firmament, the sky is endless, there are countless thunders, broken one, born two, broken two give birth to four, boundless.

If heaven does not allow it, how can man live?

The thunder slashed, piercing through the void, and before he could dodge, he was split into a blood mist, and the secret method worked, and he recovered in an instant, and his face became paler, obviously, this method was very harmful.

For three days, the sea of thunder was always boiling, the heavens were angry, and those who violated my will died! Gather the power of thousands of thunders, gather wind and clouds into violence, and become a blow to destroy the world.

In the storm, he struggled to support, this energy was too strong, beyond the reach of manpower, even the barriers of this realm were unbearable, and in the endless collapse and destruction, he was finally involved.

The rain of blood poured out, watering the earth of the dark world, like a warning to all beings. After the darkness, the moon steals back, as if it also wants to know the final outcome as soon as possible, life or death.

Above the nine heavens, an object fell rapidly, charred and shapeless, almost human-shaped, emitting a burnt smell.

"Boom!"

In the south of the dark world, there are sudden terrifying fluctuations, arrogant to the world, people can't help but worship, that is the power of the king, see an old man, old, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, quite a feather and ascend to the immortal posture.

If the subjects of Zhao are here, they will definitely be able to recognize them at a glance, who is it if it is not King Zhao? This person is extremely fast, sweeping the dust, unpredictable, rolling waves pouring from the dust, as fast as the Yellow River bursting the embankment, killing the corpse.

"Boom!"

In the north of the dark realm, there are also terrifying fluctuations, the force is shocking, the space trembles, and the subjects of Wei are on their knees, their faces full of fanaticism.

King Han carried the wolf's waist on his back, slashed the giant spirit god, the gods and demons bowed, the tiger's body was shocked, he showed his strength, the sword broke through the air, and he instantly slashed a hundred miles, and the force split the dead body.

Qin Wang Yin, Qi Wang lost, Chu Wang died, Zhao, Han, Wei, the three kings shot.

In the dark west, although there is a royal spirit, but he has never moved, faintly visible in the clouds, a beautiful woman, over nine days, purple dress and long skirt, face covered with tulle, mysterious and enchanting.

Seeing that King Yan did not move, Yu Sanwang's face was displeased, and the matter had already been decided. The battle between the undead war demon and the king of Chu will inevitably lose both, and at that time, it will be a good opportunity to eliminate the demon.

On the same day, a thunderstorm struck, several people were overjoyed, and God helped them succeed. But the thunder is too strong, even if they are jealous in their hearts, they hide outside, secretly watch the changes, and wait for the best time.

If the thunder is strong, the devil will die, and if the thunder is weak, the devil will be injured.

Wang is wise, he died at the same level, sounding the alarm, now it is someone else who is dying, who will die next? They can't sit idly by.

After all, the undead war demons have created miracles many times, and they can't be careless, so knowing that he can't die anymore, he still has to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and never suffer in the future.

The power of the three kings finally collided, erasing the peerless spark, this power was too strong, even the king had to avoid its edge

There is no life in a radius of millions of miles, there are countless dead creatures, even the king is going to die, what is the life of the ants?

King Zhao was the strongest, taking the lead, sweeping the dust, sweeping away the aftermath, and flying straight to the center point, for him, the distance was only one step away.

He was in a good mood, because there was nothing in the place, how could there be an undead war demon, and there was not even a scum left, and his throne could sit back and relax.

Brushing his white beard, he smiled at the later king, a mouthful of white teeth, and what surprised him was that he did not see joy on the faces of the kings of Han and Wei, but incredulity and fear.

Subconsciously, he wanted to turn back, but he felt a chill in his chest, a black arm stretched out from his heart, and a beating heart was still held in the palm of his hand.

The heart showed bright red eyes, vigorous and powerful, in the desperate eyes of King Zhao, the heart was pinched and shattered, and his floating body was broken.

A generation of monarchs, King Zhao's destiny fell.

The remaining two kings, witnessing the death of King Zhao, their liver and gallbladder were cracked, living is a kind of happiness, but also a kind of torture, what dignity, what pride, they have already thrown away the clouds, turned around and fled for their lives.

King Zhao's body shattered, as he just said, there was not even a slag left, because he became the other party's tonic, and the wisps of vitality turned into energy and injected into the other party's body.

The old skin on his body kept falling off, revealing his smooth body, covered with purple armor, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, and three thousand red silks danced in the wind, and he was alone for thousands of years! Nirvana Phoenix, reborn in blood, the undead war demon is back again!

Millions of miles away, the king of Han who was fleeing, his face was full of fear, his head was cut off and placed at the top of the pyramid, in another place, the king of Wei was frightened, just running, running and running, feeling that his body was much lighter, looking down, he was broken at the waist, he lay on the ground and begged for his life, but insulted the dignity of the king, the long sword crossed his neck, and ended his life.

At this point, in the dark realm, there are only three kings left, a powerful King Qin, a mysterious King Yan, and the newly promoted Immortal War King! The three kings stand together and divide the world equally.