Chapter 1132: Sanzhou, Who Are You?

Meng Jinglan looked at the rushing corpse, frowned, and even lost his head, he could still be a demon.

"Someone is manipulating his corpse!" Dream said in horror, other than that, she couldn't think of a second possibility.

Donghuang Jue nodded, protecting Meng Jinglan behind him, staring at the rushing corpse with sharp eyes, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He was looking for the man who was hiding behind Twilight Mountain, and the man ran out to his death.

"Stay put." The Eastern Emperor absolutely formed an enchantment to cover Dream Shock, and condensed a magic circle to cover the barrier and Dream Storm together to protect her.

Dream said, "You go quickly, don't worry about me." ”

This person who can make Twilight Mountain form a fallen god array must not be an ordinary person, she will not run around and cause trouble for him.

The Eastern Emperor was heartbroken, raised his hand and touched her face, and before Meng Jinglan opened his hand, he jumped forward, gathered a silver aurora, and slashed towards the corpse of Dusk Earthquake Mountain.

Twilighttown's corpse did not dodge, but rushed straight towards the silver aurora.

At the moment when the corpse collided with the aurora, the corpse suddenly gave birth to a maroon magic seal, covering the corpse of Duskqua Mountain.

Bangβ€”β€”!

The silver aurora split the magic seal, and its power weakened, and when it slashed at the corpse of Dusk Earthquake Mountain, it was no longer able to split the corpse.

The Eastern Emperor's eyes dimmed, this person who controlled the corpse of Dusk Earthquake Mountain was really strong, and the aurora was omnipresent, even if the strength was weakened, he should be able to smash the corpse.

Now, however, the aurora has not been able to hurt the corpse in the slightest.

The corpse of Twilight Earthquake Mountain was intact as before, and he quickly picked up the broken dragon-shaped hammer and headed towards the Eastern Emperor.

Bell β€”β€”!

The dragon-shaped mace and the silver aurora struck each other, making a deafening sound.

The Eastern Emperor was suspended above the corpse and injected Xiuwei into the aurora, which pressed against the corpse with the momentum of thunder.

His cultivation was strong, and he suddenly exerted force, and the corpse was a little unable to parry, and his knees were 'bang!' With a bang, kneel.

Donghuang Jue sneered, staring at the corpse with sharp and cold eyes, looking at the phantom hidden in the corpse through the corpse, and asked coldly and angrily: "Who are you?!" ”

The phantom figure in the corpse raised a slight smile, and instead of replying, it 'boomed' and exploded into a puff of maroon smoke.

After the smoke and dust disappeared, the corpse disappeared.

A gust of wind struck on his side, and something ran towards the barrier where Nightmare was.

"Look for death!" Donghuang Jue was furious, this person dared to hurt his woman again and again, if he didn't chop him, he wouldn't be called Donghuang Jue.

Whoosh whoosh!

The aurora slashed towards the wind, stopping the thing's sneak attack.

Donghuang Jue's fingertips moved, and another aurora shot out, slashing forward.

Whoosh whoosh!

"Ah~" A scream came, and in the place where the sound came from, a maroon liquid flowed out.

It should be the blood of that thing.

Donghuang sneered, turned into silver light, and rushed forward, trying to grab the thing.

However, the thing was one step ahead of him, and turned into a headless corpse, rushing into the sky, trying to split the magic circle laid by the Eastern Emperor and escape from here.

"Want to run? Dream! The Eastern Emperor stared at the aurora in his hand, chased after it, and fought with the corpse.

The cultivation of the two of them is extremely powerful, and under the fight, the spiritual power collides, 'Boom, boom, boom!' The sound of the explosion resounded through the four fields, stirring up the world and the clouds.

The overflowing coercion covered thousands of miles, and the creatures in a radius of thousands of miles were injured by this coercion, and all the spiritual veins were damaged, and their cultivation was lost, and they were miserable.