Bang!

Canglang Beiyin was kicked to the ground, and his sternum was kicked and broken.

The spiritual power gathered under the feet of the Eastern Emperor and crushed it in his heart: "Who gave you the courage to dare to covet the woman of this emperor?!" ”

When the words fell, Aurora waved and slashed at Canglang Beiyin's body.

Sou!

Peel off the flesh and skin of Canglang Beiyin.

"Ahh Canglang Beiyin finally couldn't help it and screamed miserably.

Donghuang Jue continued to ask angrily: "Who gave you the courage to dare to beat her in front of the emperor?!" ”

Sou!

The aurora swung again, slicing off a piece of flesh from Canglang Beiyin's face.

"Who gave you the guts to have such a dirty mind about her?!"

Whoosh!

The Eastern Emperor was like a bloodthirsty Shura, constantly waving the aurora in his hand, slashing and cutting the body of Canglang Beiyin, constantly torturing him.

Canglang Beiyin screamed and wailed, and had no power to fight back.

Half an hour later, Canglang Beiyin had been cut to a skeleton.

The skeleton was bloody, there was still a little scrap of flesh hanging between the bones, and in the broken sternum, a heart was still beating.

The Eastern Emperor's eyes were full of killing, staring at the beating heart, and the aurora moved, stabbing towards the heart.

However......

Clang!

With a bang, a magic seal suddenly gave birth from the heart of the Canglang Beiyin, blocking the aurora for him and protecting his heart.

The Eastern Emperor's narrow eyes narrowed, and he was about to wave the aurora again, when something strange suddenly happened.

Tremble and tremble!

A soft sound came, and bright red flesh suddenly grew on the skeleton of Canglang Beiyin.

The speed of flesh and blood growth is extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, a new Canglang Beiyin is born.

There were no scars on his body, and his severed arm was intact.

In the next moment, Canglang Beiyin opened his eyes, stared at Donghuang Jue with red eyes, and let out bursts of wild laughter: "Hahaha, the deity said, you can't kill me, you can't kill me!" ”

Although his cultivation is not as strong as the Eastern Emperor, he has adventures, and in these ten thousand years, the Eastern Emperor will never want to kill him.

Canglang Beiyin suddenly got up, suspended in front of the Eastern Emperor, and said rampantly: "The deity is the messenger of heaven, longevity and Tianqi, even if you are powerful, you can't help the sky!" ”

The Eastern Emperor was furious, waved the aurora, and went towards the north of the waves.

Canglang Beiyin summoned nine ink-colored phantoms to face the Eastern Emperor, and the two of them fought together with nine shadows, fighting the sky and the earth, completely shattering this realm outside the world.

Boom Boom Boom!

The realm of transformation collapsed, and the two of them were still fighting.

The Extreme Heavenly Army did not step forward to help, this is a war for dreams, it only belongs to the two people of Donghuang Jue and Canglang Beiyin, they don't need to interfere.

All they had to do was to form a magic circle to protect Dream Storm from the impact of the collapse of the Outer Realm.

Meng Jinglan looked at Donghuang Jue, his heart was anxious, his eyes followed Donghuang Jue, and half of his heart was worried.

Donghuang Jue felt her gaze, looked at her distractedly, and coaxed: "Don't worry, this emperor is fine." ”

He said he wanted to avenge her.

Dream Storm hurriedly responded to him: "I believe in you! ”

This is the man she chose, even if Canglang Beiyin comes back from the dead, she also believes that the Eastern Emperor will never be able to destroy him.

When the Eastern Emperor heard this, a sweetness surged in his heart, his body was full of power, and the aurora cut more and more sharply, making Canglang Beiyin a little overwhelmed.

Canglang Bei hidden hatred surging, coldly glanced at the dream, his body turned, and nine ink-colored phantoms formed a magic circle, the magic circle was like a knife, killing the Eastern Emperor.

The Eastern Emperor's eyes were cold and cold, and his body was full of slaughter, condensing hundreds of millions of auroras, blasting towards the nine ink-colored phantoms.