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Little looked at Lancius in the distance, and then at the vampire legion on the platform in the Capital of the Undead, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh. b8%f3

"Father!" Lancius presented the Walk of Fame. The palace phantom shattered, but the phantom exploded, still injuring him, and at this time, Lancius was covered in blood and looked at Litt in disbelief.

"Alas," Litt looked up and looked at Lancius, his gaze as calm as water, without the slightest wave.

"Father! Why! Lancius seemed to know something, and cried out frantically.

Little didn't hesitate and faced Lancius calmly. "I'm a father, but I'm also a vampire emperor, and I'm the lord of the City of the Dead. For the sake of the capital of the undead, I have to kill you. ”

Little's voice was so cold that people couldn't help but tremble.

Litt is not a soft-hearted man, he also has siblings, but why did Gut give him the position of vampire emperor? He killed all his own brothers and sisters, and there was nothing he couldn't do in order to seize power.

"Maybe it's just obsession." Little looked at Lancius indifferently. "1,000 years, I insisted on resurrecting you, maybe I had a deep affection for you at first, but after a long time, I also forgot about you, and the obsession with resurrecting you deepened."

"Now, you have been resurrected, the obsession in my heart has dissipated, and the capital of the dead will go to glory under my leadership."

Little's eyes were full of ruthlessness, and he just looked like he was sworn to defend Lancius. Now he is so cold, he doesn't care about Lancius's life and death.

"No, I'm not obsessed, I'm your son!" Lancius is hoarse, and Little has raised him since he was a child, half-brother, and Lancius has developed a dependence on Little.

After the resurrection, Lancius was touched when he learned that it was Little. But I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, the loving and trustworthy father abandoned himself!

"Contribute to the City of the Dead." Little spoke calmly, and then the clone dissipated.

"No!" Lancius' hoarse roar reverberated through the sky.

"Hum," just as Lit's clone dissipated, the power of the capital of the undead soared, and it seemed that an ancient existence inside had gradually awakened.

"Broken!"

Lancius's face turned grim. The galactic avenue above his head evolved into miniature worlds, dividing the palace phantom in different time and space, and the majestic power exploded instantly, and in an instant, hundreds of miniature worlds exploded, blowing up the palace phantom into flying ashes.

"Hum," the vast heavenly power descended again, and the aura was several times thicker, but it did not send down the heavenly punishment.

The faces of the monks watching from a distance turned pale, and they all knew that Lancius had succeeded in breaking up the Heavenly Punishment.

Lancius's face was pale, his two eye sockets were deeply sunken, and his energy consumption was too much, and his strength had dropped to the limit of the Ghost Emperor.

His body was covered in wounds, and the crimson blood stained him into a bloody man.

He escaped the punishment of heaven, and his eyes flickered to tear open the space and leave here. But an invisible divine consciousness appeared in the void and sealed Lancius away.

This divine sense is extremely powerful, and its strength is around the middle of the Ghost Emperor, and it is not something that the current Lanxius can contend with.

Lancius's face was gloomy, and he didn't dare to make a move.

I sat in the center of Yuan Tiangang's Qiankun Ghost Domain, and the laws of heaven and earth floated out of the corpses on the ground, gathered in front of me along the Qiankun Ghost Domain, and then were refined and absorbed by me.

The rules of heaven and earth are the strongest, and there are half-step ghost emperors. On the chest of the headless corpse, a large number of heaven and earth rules floated out and entered the sea of my divine consciousness.

Only 8 Ghost Kings and one Half-Step Ghost Emperor can provide me with the laws of heaven and earth, and the other 2,000 or so monks are of no use to me.

I absorbed the rules of heaven and earth into the sea of divine consciousness and perfected the form of the point of light.

I saw everything that happened outside, and I couldn't help but sigh, after all, Little's father-son relationship with Lancius was still very deep. If there were no feelings, I wouldn't have gone to great lengths to resurrect Lancius.

However, no matter how deep his personal feelings are, in the face of collective interests, Little can only give up. Maybe it's true, as Little said, that after more than 1,000 years, he has forgotten about Lancius.

But I think Litt is just making a choice between Lancius and the City of the Dead.

"Huh," It only took a few minutes for me to absorb the rules of heaven and earth in the Qiankun Ghost Domain.

"Not enough, too little." I shook my head helplessly.

"Less?" Yuan Tiangang glared at me, "This is a half-step ghost emperor, and it took a lot of effort for me to kill him." ”

"No," I frowned, "If you want to perfect the Dark Ghost Domain, I estimate that it will take 50 half-step ghost emperors to barely be able to." ”

"Nima, are you a pig?" Yuan Tiangang looked at me in astonishment, and the back looked solemn, "Since you need it, then I'll help you kill it." ”

"Hey," I hurriedly grabbed Yuan Tiangang, "Are you okay?" Are there 50 half-step ghost emperors here? Even if there are so many, you really go to kill them all? What's wrong with you today? ”

I think Yuan Tiangang is very abnormal, he is greedy for life and afraid of death on weekdays, why does he look like he doesn't want to die today? It's so domineering!

"Half-step Ghost Emperor is not enough, I can kill the Ghost King for you to refine, it's not enough, I can kill the Ghost Emperor." Yuan Tiangang said indifferently.

I seriously studied a large number of Yuan Tiangang and discovered a strange phenomenon.

There are 3 kinds of brilliance in the center of his eyebrows that are twisting and colliding, and these 3 brilliances each have their own artistic conception and are mutually exclusive, but at this moment they are strangely fused together. Although there was a collision, they barely managed to maintain a state of unity.

I took a closer look and found that one of the glories was extremely dim, weaker than the other two, and was suppressed by those two rays.

"Yuan Tiangang, do you feel that something is wrong?" I asked weirdly.

"No," Yuan Tiangang pulled his face, expressionless, and then a strong hatred erupted in his eyes, "I'm going to kill them and help you improve the Ghost Domain!" ”

Yuan Tiangang put away the Qiankun Ghost Domain, and in an instant, all the monks saw the scene in the field, more than 2,000 monks, all of them became corpses lying on the cold ground at this moment.

And the half-step Ghost Emperor's head was gone, and the energy in his body was depleted, leaving only a discarded flesh shell.

"Shhhh

Most of them were Americans, and when they saw that we two Orientals had wiped out a small force in a matter of minutes, their hearts fluttered, and they looked at us again, their eyes full of jealousy and fear.

"Oh, Yang Yun has a powerful helper." Wei Hai's face was not good-looking.

Wei Zheng sneered, "Wait, that one named Yuan Tiangang only has half an hour, and now 10 minutes have passed, and there are still 20 minutes to run rampant." ”

Wei Hai glanced at me from afar, and then turned his gaze to the City of the Undead, his eyes as calm as the Dead Sea, and he couldn't guess what he was thinking.

"Huh," Yuan Tiangang shook my palm, and then turned into a flowing shadow, killing another half-step ghost emperor. Zhen Huan's famous skills.

"Prepare for shelling!" This battle formation is a mechanical transformation person, and the leader is a half-step ghost emperor with a grenade launcher on his back.

"Push back picture, the 40th elephant, 癸卯 *Xun Xia Gen Shang* Gu!"

Yuan Tiangang snorted lightly, pushed the middle of the page of the book back, and a page of paper flew out. The paper rose in the storm, and in just a few breaths, it grew to an overwhelming extent.

The pattern on the paper is simple, a flock of eagles, an ice-blue sky.

"Huh!" The eagle rode the wind and waves, surrounded by ice-blue snowflakes, and rushed towards the mechanical cyborg.

"Boom," a dense number of grenades shot out from the battle array, this is not an ordinary cannonball, but a compression and extraction of elements in the air, and the attack power is terrifying.

"Bang," the majestic shock wave kicked up a monstrous cloud of smoke and dust.

"Yard, I said that I would pretend to be forced together, and now I let you pretend to be alone!" The old turtle stood on my shoulder and yelled angrily.

Just when Yuan Tiangang and the mechanical transformers were fighting, there was a great change in the City of the Undead.

Four hideous arms stretched out from the Capital of the Dead and grabbed at Lancius, their sharp claws glinting with a cold glow.

"My son, you don't care." Little's voice was heard suddenly, and then suddenly, a huge foot fell from the sky, stomping four arms to the ground.

"Bang," the furious impact smashed a crater into the ground.

"Huh?" Lancius raised his eyebrows, and hope appeared in his heart again, it seems that his father still has feelings for him!