The entire Mount Tai rang at the same time, and countless purple and gold divine bells were strung together to form a real dragon, shaking its head and tail, and appearing in the void.

Wanlong Bell recovered, purple light was thick, and it made a loud sound like a yellow bell and a big Lu.

The sound was so loud and powerful that it was beyond everyone's imagination, and purple ripples spread out, sweeping away all souls!

The red sperm who bore the brunt of the whole person seemed to be like a flame burning, and on his body, a raging chaotic fire actually burned out, and the depths of the flame were like breaking through the void, attracting a long river, and the depths of this long river were full of chaotic breath.

Fire and chaos, light and darkness, order and chaos.

Killing Immortal Sword Out!

Sting!

This was not the sound that Otogawa heard, but an abstract description of what he felt, and then he saw the sword light burst out from light to darkness to chaos, and there was nothing else in his sight.

The ancient emperor clones on the Ten Thousand Dragon Bell and the purple gold divine dragon club formed by the Ten Thousand Dragon Bell were instantly shrouded in sword light.

In an instant, all living beings in the whole Mount Tai lost their perception, and abstract feelings such as cold, quiet, silent, cold, empty, lonely, depressed, painful, dark, and deathly began to disintegrate, and the descriptions of warmth, warmth, vigor, vitality, liveliness, pleasure, light, vividness, and strength quickly disappeared.

Everything is in chaos, and everything is plunged into eternal silence.

The purple-haired ancient emperor clone disappeared silently, and the flesh and blood melted, revealing the hideous bones that flowed in black and white, intertwined with life and death, and filled with blood-yellow mist.

There is flesh and blood growing at each joint of the bones, but in the sword light, they are like ice and snow meeting the hot sun, evaporating in an instant, and the bones covered with vague dao patterns appear one after another cracks, shattering many fragments, and the fragments turn into flying ashes, and what is even more terrifying is that the meaning of life and death intertwined in the bones and the vague dao patterns are also dissolving.

At this time, Yi Xiaochuan even had a feeling that the era was over, the avenue collapsed, and everything no longer existed.

"What a sword to kill immortals! What a way to kill immortals!"

Sure enough, every old monster who has risen from ancient times is not something to be messed with.

In the Second Age God Tribulation, the performance of the Twelve Golden Immortals was lacking, but after these few epochs, even a pig should become an immortal and be an ancestor!

Time represents power.

But Yi Xiaochuan is not careless at all, since Wanlongling has recovered, then it will ......

"Destroy!"

Yi Xiaochuan sneered, and the clone that was killed by the Killing Immortal Sword turned into a cloud of blood mist, which was a purple flower, brilliant and dazzling, spraying on the dragon body formed by the Ten Thousand Dragon Bell, making its breath even stronger.

Because this kind of blood is not trivial, it belongs to the essence of the imperial bloodline, which was deciphered and quenched by Yi Xiaochuan, and has the breath of the Ten Thousand Dragon Emperor, acting on the extreme weapon, which naturally makes it shocking.

It's as if the person who refined it back then, is standing beside it, accompanying it in battle, and starting that glorious period again, sweeping the heavens and heroes.

The purple qi rushed into the sky, competing with the chaotic qi, and nothing could be seen in the sky, only the purple light of the imperial dragon qi and the power of the chaotic killing immortals were surging.

Rumble!

The sky is clear, the clouds are clear, and the fog is gone.

The small purple bell fell back into Otogawa's hand, and a sword mark was clearly visible on the bell.

Compared with the Killing Immortal Sword, Wanlong Ling is still a little worse after all.

At the same time, the hand in the red sperm retracting the gossip robe was also trembling.

"Yi Tianluo is really a good means, and he deserves the title of the strongest Tianluo, and even the Immortal Sword has been taken ......"

"Isn't it difficult that you are too scummy?" The damage of Wanlong Ling, Yi Xiaochuan is not heartbroken, the treasure is for the battle, the crockpot is not broken from Inoue, the general will inevitably die in battle, and the best attribution of a treasure is to destroy it in the fighting method.

Seriously, Yi Xiaochuan doesn't have much hatred for the Twelve Golden Immortals, but Guangchengzi seems to be a person who will be retribution, so there is not much to explain.

Let's fight!

The red sperm's expression was indifferent, he had cultivated for several lifetimes, so he naturally would not be provoked by his words, and said: "I took the sword of the immortals and understood the way of the immortals, but the way that I finally realized was abandoned by me, and the killing could not enter the holy ...... after all."

The red sperm pointed to the blood-stained cliff in the distance with one hand, and said to the immortal cave that was still not opened: "You are my exposition of the divine stone, and you have been imprisoned by the lord in Mount Tai for countless years, and you should be born today, I will pass on your way of killing, and allow you to serve as a guard in front of the Yuxu Palace." ”

"Yes!"

Just one word reveals endless murderous aura.

Yi Xiaochuan frowned slightly, in the cave on the immortal cliff, there was a stone one zhang high, which looked like an abandoned stone, he had seen it before, but it was blocked by the killing array.

It turned out that it was a large array arranged by Yuan Shi Tianzun, no wonder it was so powerful that no one could approach it.

The stone suddenly receded into the mortal womb, only to see that there were nine orifices and eight holes on it, distributed according to the nine palace gossip, a trace of heat, as if human breath came out of the orifices, making the whole boulder seem to be a living object.

"Another Monkey King?"

Yi Xiaochuan chuckled in his heart, but he couldn't stop it, that big array was really extraordinary, and it couldn't be broken by external force. But in his senses, inside the retreating mortal stone, a flesh-and-blood twin could be faintly seen, like a fetus in the mother's body.

Although this fetus looks like a human but not a human, like a monkey and not a monkey, it is indeed humanoid.

The Killing Immortal Sword in the hand of the red sperm hangs high, and a mysterious power is connected to the divine stone, which has been condensed to an unprecedented limit in a short period of time, and the killing intent on the divine stone is getting stronger and stronger, and it is getting stronger and stronger, if the killing array is broken at this time, the living beings within a radius of a hundred miles will feel this strong killing intent, and they will all be torn apart and die directly.

This kind of killing intent is no longer something that people can exude.

Even the most vicious demon could not have such a killing heart that exterminated everything.

"The way of killing, in one mind, to kill all things, any concern, any obstacle, there is only one word to break, that is to kill!"

Red sperm said lightly, he is a fairy wind bone, and there is no murderous leakage.

"You think it can become the second Monkey King?"

"The teacher set up a small game back then, since it has lived to the world, it is natural to be born to fight the world for the Jade Void Palace......"

With a bang, the immortal cliff shattered, and a figure appeared from it, and Sen Sen's killing intent emanated from his body, and on his left chest, a wave of murderous intent contracted, condensing into something like a heart.

This heart, which is completely condensed from killing intent, is the heart of killing!

It is the way of killing that the red sperm realized in the sword of killing immortals.

A few epochs ago, the small seeds planted by Yuan Shi Tianzun finally blossomed and bore fruit, and it was time to harvest.

A spirit of war is born!

There is the posture of the god of war!