As soon as King Kering shook the trident, he was about to attack, but his face changed suddenly, and his hand shook, and he almost couldn't even hold the divine soldier. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He's running out of oil and dying!

With the severity of his injuries, it was impossible to rush back here, but his will to survive was too terrifying, burning blood and burning the origin, and it was dragged to this point.

But the injury will not disappear because of this, on the contrary, because even the origin has been burned out, how can he live?

Of course, his body is so withered that he can't speak, and his soul is also dying, like a broken candle in the wind, which may be extinguished at any time.

He's going to die!

King Kering was shocked, if he wasn't a skeleton now, he would definitely lose color now.

No! No! No! No!

King Kering is a person who is extremely afraid of death, and his thirst for life is stronger than any other person, otherwise he would not be able to run back, even in such a desperate situation, he has no intention of giving up at all.

The eyehole that had no eyeballs swept over the people in the forbidden land, and he couldn't help but move in his heart, and a seeping flame suddenly jumped in the eyehole.

"Ancestor, come on!"

"Old Ancestor is mighty, kill that guy!"

"Ancestor is undefeated!"

In their minds, the ancestor is a symbol of invincibility, and this is a forbidden place for Kaiyun, with formations and artifacts to help each other, it is naturally invincible.

Call!

King Kering took a sharp breath and turned into a hurricane.

This hurricane blew by, forming a strong absorbing force, and the members of the heavy family were still shouting, but they suddenly felt that their flesh was torn in severe pain, and they found that the flesh and blood on their bodies were being peeled off!

How so.

The suction force of the hurricane was too strong, and the members of the heavy family couldn't resist it at all, and all the flesh and blood were instantly separated from the skeleton, and they were swept up by the wind and flew in the sky, turning into a bronze dragon!

Some clansmen have not yet entered the divine realm, and their souls cannot be separated from the physical existence, and the skeleton suddenly falls to the ground, and they die instantly.

Those who enter the divine realm can still persevere, and the power of the divine soul forcibly stabilizes the skeleton, as long as the origin is not broken, they can still regenerate flesh and blood. But they immediately despaired, and the hurricane returned, this time against their spirits.

Whew, there is no resistance at all, everyone's souls have been pulled out, and they are swept into the air by the hurricane, even a few saints are not spared, in front of a peak saint king, and even a strong man who holds a top-level holy weapon and controls the supreme formation, all resistance is in vain.

"Why!"

"Ancestor, why!"

These clansmen are all shouting with their souls, they are unwilling, why would the ancestor go crazy and attack them.

King Kering was indifferent, in the sky, the blood of the heavy family blended with the divine soul, turning into a huge bronze dragon, each member of the heavy family has a certain amount of time dragon blood, so many essence blood and divine souls are intertwined, forming this special scene.

He opened his mouth and inhaled, and suddenly, the bronze dragon flew towards him and submerged into his body, and suddenly, his body seemed to be moistened by the barren earth, and immediately became plump.

To the naked eye, flesh and blood appeared on his skeleton-like body, but it did not return to its normal state at all, but it looked more human-like than before.

He also has no choice, his own essence and blood and origin are exhausted, and only the clansmen of the same origin and root can save him. But his realm is too high, even if he exterminated the people of the clan, it only allowed him to recover a little, which can be regarded as out of the death line.

"Die!" he roared, wielding his trident towards Ling Han, the bronze dragon under his feet letting out a dragon groan, blasting out the power of time.

He hated Ling Han, all because of the thief in front of him, otherwise, how could he be forced to devour the essence and soul of the clansmen?

But he doesn't regret it at all, as long as he is alive, the Chongjia can be rebuilt and can regain its glory, on the contrary, if he dies, the Chongjia will really be finished.

"Animals are inferior!" Ling Han's face was full of coldness, this person was so mad that he attacked his own people, he couldn't be called a human!

Although he was hostile to King Kering, he never thought of slaughtering the Kaiyun Forbidden Land, at most copying it and disbanding it. But in order to save his life, King Kering did not hesitate to attack his descendants and eat their flesh and soul to continue his life, which made him extremely despised.

"It's all because of you!" roared King Kering, attacking continuously.

Now that he has top-level holy weapons and formations to help, his combat power should have been even stronger, but unfortunately, he himself is too weak, although he has recovered some by devouring the clan, but he is only out of the death line, far from reaching the peak state.

One is strong and one is weak, and his combat power is only the same as before.

Why is Ling Han afraid?

He had exhausted his immortal methods, his black hair was dancing wildly, and there were flames intertwined, that was because he was too angry to kill the beast in front of him.

King Kering tried his best to resist, but his body was too weak, how could he withstand such a big battle? After only a few thousand moves, his state began to fall, and he fell into a state of despair again.

This time, there was no one to devour him.

"Walk well on the Huangquan Road, and when you are with your people, see what face you have to meet them!" Ling Han rushed to the scene, slashing with his two swords, one slashing at King Keyun's head and neck, and the other stabbing King Kering's chest.

What else does Kering have to resist?

Poof, his head suddenly rose to the sky, and a sword pierced through his chest and stabbed out from behind.

There is no blood flowing out, and he has already turned it into combat power, how can he squeeze out a little bit?

The King of Tianhe was unwilling, he was out of his body, and he wanted to make the last struggle, but Ling Han made up for a sword, and the immortal demon sword swept over, and King Kering's divine soul was also split into two, which was an absolute fatal blow.

His two halves of the spirit wanted to reunite and let out a howl like a wolf, but he couldn't.

"Why do you want to target this seat?" he let out an unwilling roar, he was not the only Saint King who had attacked Ling Han before, why did Ling Han have to hunt down and kill him? Moreover, for four whole years, any Saint King should have given up, right?

"It's just karma!" Ling Leng said coldly, "I have the inheritance of the King of Tianhe, and I promised him that I will send you on your way!"

What the!

King Kering's spirit was so frightened that he suddenly stopped struggling, and it turned out to be like this!

He laughed miserably, he really reaped the consequences of his own evil, he betrayed the king of Tianhe back then, and hundreds of millions of years passed, and he was finally retributed.

"Hahahaha!" his spirit laughed, but it was rapidly disintegrating, and soon it was reduced to nothing, and it was returned to heaven and earth.

A generation of holy kings, fall!

As soon as King Kering died, the trident immediately fell from the sky, and the formation lost its presiding over and stopped functioning.

Ling Han put away his supernatural powers, his gaze swept over, and he couldn't help but sigh lightly.

Below, corpses were everywhere, obviously without a little blood, but exuding a strong misery. (To be continued.) )