"Roar!"

The huge corpse of Sang-ryu floated, looking extremely excited, and moved forward. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The earth beneath him quickly collapsed, and the rocks slid down and quickly collapsed, forming a huge crater.

In the blink of an eye, under Xiang Liu's corpse, there was an inconspicuous thing.

"Maybe it's something that Xiangliu guards, it's definitely not simple." Xiangliu is the power of the ancient sage, and what he can fancy must be extraordinary.

Hua Xu Shaoyu was about to go over and pick it up, but those ancestral corpses came quickly, and they wanted to take Xiangliu away, so Hua Xu Shaoyu had to leave.

"Humph!" A cold snort came out, shaking the heavens and the earth.

Another strong man came, his body was thousands of miles long, with a human face and a snake body, his whole body was red, his eyes were vertical and long, and when closed, he looked like a straight slit.

His eyes are open, and here is day, and when they are together, they are night.

"That's the Candle Yin God?" Hua Xu Shaoyu recognized his appearance.

The Candle Yin God took a step, thousands of miles, covered in golden light, his eyes were stunning, he held a halberd, stepped into the air, and stopped the corpse of Haobi.

The extravagant corpse did not show weakness, and waved the iron chain, making a "bang" sound, and the sky was full of pitch-black iron chains, almost tying up the candle yin god strongly.

At the same time, the other ancestral corpses went straight to Xiangliu.

"Wow!"

In the sky, a bronze giant chariot pierced the sky, and a god-man walked from above. He had the body of a horse, a human face, markings similar to those of a tiger, and wings.

"Heavenly Heroes!" Hua Xu Shaoyu was shocked, but he soon figured it out again.

God is the title given by the emperor, and the candle yin god is a god who was sealed by the emperor, and the person who can be canonized as a god definitely has the level of an emperor.

In order to consolidate his throne, the emperor needed to divide the kings with the situation of sealing the territory of the territory.

The existence of these feudal kings also has the level of emperors, which is the same as that of the gods.

The only difference is that the god-man who is a king has his own territory or kingdom, while a god-level person is a lone ranger or serves the emperor.

Such beings as the Candle Yin God and the Heavenly God Heroic Move are all such beings.

The gods of heaven represent the emperor, while Xiangliu is the courtier of the co-workers, and the two belong to opposing forces.

Therefore, the Heavenly God Heroic Move would never let Xiangliu escape, and then joined forces with the Candle Yin God to leave Xiangliu's corpse behind.

Soyanagi's corpse gradually revived and began to struggle, resisting the resistance of the Celestial Hero's move.

"Roar!"

Xiangliu's nine heads opened their huge mouths at the same time, spewing venom and shooting towards the Heavenly God Heroic Move.

The huge snake tail sweep is enough to destroy the world.

Fortunately, they were fighting fiercely in the skies, otherwise the land would have been reduced to ashes. Even then, if the aftermath of the Great War is left, it can kill all the strong people in the Conjunct Period.

With the help of dozens of ancestral corpses, Xiangliu gradually gained the upper hand and began to escape to the sky.

On the other hand, the Candle Yin God and the extravagant corpse are inseparable.

"Xiangliu, the Gonggong Clan's Poor Qi Emperor has failed, and if you resist stubbornly, I will wipe you out." The gods are like celestials, and there is a charm flowing all over the body, and the power is extraordinary.

"Roar!"

Xiangliu stood up, "Yingzhao, you are just a dog by the emperor's side, even if I fail, I am also a hero." ”

Sangyu's words were full of disdain.

The winner is king, and the loser is the villain, but don't judge the hero by success or failure.

"Then I will kill you on behalf of Emperor Xian." Yingzhao was pointed at his nose and scolded, how could he not be angry.

"Just you? If the emperor doesn't make a move, who in the world can kill me? "Xiang Liu said it proudly.

"Hmph, it's up to me!" Tianshenying was furious, and with a wave of his hand, the dragon head qin in Hua Xu Shaoyu's hand flew into his hand.

Longtou Qin left Hua Xu Shaoyu and came to Ying Zhao's hands, Hua Xu Shaoyu felt relieved, and his heart was much more relaxed.

The dragon head qin is a good ancestral weapon, but Hua Xu Shaoyu can't exert its power at all.

The so-called puff is not guilty, but he is guilty, this is the truth.

"The prisoner ox predecessors and Ying Zhao are both subordinates of the emperor, and the dragon head qin is also considered to have returned to its original owner." Hua Xu Shaoyu breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Poof!"

Ying Zhao held the piano in one hand and plucked the strings with the other, and powerful sound waves came out, sweeping in all directions, the sun and the moon were lightless, and the heavens and the earth were eclipsed.

"Bobo!"

One after another beautiful rhythm came out of the dragon's head qin, and it was the Xiao Shao.

"Damn, it's Xiao Shao, but unfortunately you don't fully understand." Xiang Liu's face was afraid.

Xiao Shao ninety, from the hands of the emperor, one heavy cover the other, nine times out, the emperor is frightened.

"Pack you up, that's enough." The melody played by the Heavenly God Ying Zhao is undoubtedly countless times stronger than Hua Xu Shaoyu, and even Xiang Liu is invincible.

"If you can't break through this illusion, you will definitely die." Xiangliu roared.

Xiao Shao is ninety percent, and there is a phoenix to come, which is by no means a waste of fame.

At this time, Yingzhao had the upper hand, but the good times did not last long.

Another terrifying aura came to kill, he was like a dragon, but he had six heads, his body was more than three hundred miles long, his body was shining with scales and armor, and his roar shook the sky.

"Six Jiaos?" Ying Zhao felt a hint of pressure.

"Brother, you're late." Xiang Liu struggled out of the illusion and said to the six Jiao.

"Roar!" Liushou Jiao roared, "Kill this dog first, and then reminisce later." ”

"I haven't fought side by side for years, so it's a pleasure to kill him." Xiangliu's nine snake heads were outflanked before and after, wrapping the British move.

The six Jiao shook their tails and also rushed over.

"Roar!"

Another strong man came, and he had the body of an uncle, but he had three heads.

"Is it Lizhu? Could it be that a phoenix is coming? Six Jiao was shocked.

Lizhu is the guardian of the Langji tree, and whenever a phoenix flies in, he picks it and hands it to the phoenix.

Xiao Shao is ninety, and there is a phoenix.

"He hasn't mastered Xiao Shao Jiucheng yet, and he's just leaving the bead." Xiangliu reminded.

Liushou Jiao nodded, if the Heavenly God Ying Zhao really mastered Xiao Shao Jiucheng, then they didn't have to fight at all, the ordinary ancient sages were powerful, and they couldn't escape from that illusion at all.

The battle was raging in the sky, and the ground was shaking.

With the departure of Xiangliu, there was no longer the pressure of divine blood here, and people of all ethnic groups poured into the depths of Xiangliu's land to find the immortal medicine.

As soon as the power of the divine blood disappeared, Chenghuang immediately felt relieved, and quickly spit out the fragments of the divine cocoon in his mouth.

If you look closely, there is really a small foot mark on it, and the smell is emanating from it, and it is so disgusting that you retch.

Hua Xu Shaoyu and Xiao Bean Sprouts couldn't help laughing.

At this time, a special figure attracted Hua Xu Shaoyu's attention.

The man had a goatee, a thin face, skeletal eyes, and was dressed in a greasy gossip robe.

He had three inches of thatch growing on his head, an ancient yellow mahogany sword in one hand, and a bronze bell in the other.

The peachwood sword is worn with a piece of waxy yellow paper, and some patterns are painted on it, which is esoteric and difficult to understand.

As long as he saw that an ancestral corpse had lost its vitality and fell from the sky, he would shake the peachwood sword and paste this yellow piece of paper on his forehead, and then the ancestral corpse would completely obey his command.

The ancestral corpses were killed one by one, and then they were subdued by the Taoist priests one by one, and soon, he returned with a full load. He was followed by a dozen ancestral corpses, and then they flew together in the other direction.

In the direction they were heading, there was a high platform surrounded by peach trees, towering into the sky, exuding a powerful majesty, several times more powerful than the blood of the willows.

"What is this, it's similar to a desert island!" Hua Xu Shaoyu muttered.