At this moment, Emperor Yunxiao's terrifying momentum went straight into the sky, like an ancient beast that broke through the dark karma barrier and walked out of the abyss, and the majestic blood and qi shocked everyone. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the attic stands, whether it was Qingxia or the real people of Guimen, they got up one after another, and looked at the man who was like a demon god in the smoke hall one by one.

"Impossible! Impossible! This momentum, this momentum is already comparable to the top Yuheng real person, just a child, how can it be comparable to the old man and others?"

The golden silkworm real person got up suddenly, and due to the imbalance of his mentality, the golden ring on his arm was broken, and he rolled out far away.

The core disciple of the Guiyi Sect, who had been closing his eyes tightly, finally opened his eyes.

A rich look of shock appeared on his face, and his ancient heart seemed to be thrown into a boulder, setting off a monstrous wave.

Wu Zhenren was also excited, although he knew that Emperor Yunxiao had slashed the traitor Du Qianfeng on the battlefield outside the territory, but he really never thought that Emperor Yunxiao was so strong.

"The only unicorn in my sect for eternity, Qingxia's luck!"

Zhencang Zhenren has personally experienced the violent moment of Emperor Yunxiao in the Eight Heavenly Palaces, and that sword is amazing, penetrating through the ages, looking at the heavens, and is the essence of the true sword immortal.

"In just a few months, this son has grown again, and it seems that he hasn't used the power of the bloodline. ”

With Emperor Yunxiao as the center, the pressure of the ten zhang qi around him swelled wildly, and countless blood-colored thunder arcs wrapped around his body, and the crimson viscous blood color overflowed from the scarlet six-mangled magic circle on the bottom of his feet.

At this moment, his three heads and six arms came out together, each of his three faces showed different expressions, and his six arms were more than the Buddha's treasures, and there were six common blades of Buddhism, such as the Demon Suppression Pestle, the Golden Horn, the Three-Pronged Spear, and the Dragon and Tiger Demon Stick.

"Three heads and six arms? This guy can even have this almost lost super-grade supernatural power! What a monster, comparable to the momentum of the peak of the Jade Heng Wheel, how to defeat it?"

Hou Yangyu, who stepped on the top of the dragon head of the wind and fire, no longer had the slightest idea of defeating Emperor Yunxiao, such a demon has gone beyond the scope of ordinary emperors, and can be called an emperor's general talent through the ages.

Emperor Yunxiao's six-petal reincarnation-like pupils looked at him, with a sense of looking down.

"Hou Yangyu, can you still face up to you, the number one true legend of Guiyi?"

The words of the urn echoed in the hall of Yanwu, and the vast and majestic momentum suppressed the wind and fire dragon to shrink its neck, and subconsciously relaxed the hovering huge body.

Hearing this, Hou Yangyu held a folding fan and hugged his fist and saluted: "Thanks to Emperor Wuhuang, he can afford to fight with a certain person with the strongest attitude." Although I don't think I can defeat His Excellency, I still have to go, and it's all up to me. ”

Hou Yangyu's middle finger flashed, and he pulled out a long whip full of white bones, and swung it violently, the bone joints immediately trembled violently, let out a terrible roar, and slammed into the wind and fire dragon.

"In my name, swallow him!"

Whoa!

The deafening dragon roar came out, and the wind and fire were nearly two hundred zhang long from the dragon's body, and the endless fire spewed out, and the huge dragon head went directly towards Emperor Yunxiao.

"Is it the strongest name? As you wish! There is a great sage who massages the heavens, practices the method of great supernatural powers, and suppresses thousands of demons and evils. Today, in the name of my fighting, I will summon a dragon spear to punish the evil dragon of heaven and earth. ”

Emperor Yunxiao stood tall and looked like a god, his eyes shot angrily, and his whole body was shrouded in a circle of mysterious symbolic phantoms, he communicated with the mysterious heavenly realm, attracting a swirling black cloud.

Obviously, the sky was still clear and hot and windless above the Yanwu Hall a moment ago, and in the blink of an eye, countless lightning and thunder tore the sky, and thick dark clouds rolled over.

Only a breath of time, gathered between this small heaven and earth, shrouded above the dome.

The sky is dark, the sun and the moon are dark!

A flash of lightning and thunder shone and danced in the middle of the dark clouds, like a plasma thundersnake, rumbling loudly, shaking in all directions, enough to uproot the thousand-year-old tree The wind blew violently.

At this moment, an ancient Sanskrit sound resounded in everyone's ears through the dark clouds that pressed the ground.

The two great real people who shook the sky and the two great real people who returned to the gate opened their eyes at the same time, looking at the void, their faces were shocked and incredulous.

Thirty-three days of the Pure Land of Bliss! Someone can summon the projection of the will of the fairy world?

At this moment, not only these few people, but also in the Qingxia Ancient Sect's Taiye Pool and Infinite Supreme Cliff, more than ten more terrifying auras soared, and the weakest ones were not inferior to Zhencang Zhenren.

Emperor Yunxiao, the initiator of this terrifying vision, posed as a statue of the Buddha, and with a move with his bare hands, in the whirlpool of black clouds that destroyed the city and the earth, a hundred-zhang giant spear phantom slowly moved out of it.

The mighty coercion poured out in all directions, the giant spear had not yet been completely revealed, and the wind and fire under Hou Yangyu's crotch suddenly became agitated, and he no longer dared to take half a step forward, and the dragon's eyes condensed by the huge fireball were thrown at the giant spear in horror.

Hou Yangyu, who was in the center of coercion, could no longer hide the horror in his heart, and smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth: "What the hell, which king and eight lambs said that Emperor Yunxiao is the last of the three emperors of Qingxia? This is the real dragon parent-child at all!"

The phantom of the dragon spear fell suddenly, and the wind and fire dragon was nailed to the bluestone floor, and the law of endless Buddha light condensed into a large net, instantly splitting it into tens of thousands of pieces.

Burst!

Di Yunxiao's right eye jumped, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his mind shook wildly, and he quickly retracted his mind.

The phantom of the falling giant spear slowly retreated into the swirling black clouds, the mysterious Sanskrit chanting stopped, and the overwhelming vision of the end of the world returned to silence in a few breaths, as if nothing had happened.

Countless Qingxia monks who watched the battle had not yet recovered from the shock, and everyone was in a trance, until their eyes touched the three-hundred-zhang diameter hole in the dome of the Yanwu Palace, and then their scalps woke up numbly.

"This, this, that, what the hell is that? We felt as if we were on the verge of life and death. ”

"One blow, one blow, that's just a blow! That is enough to devour the high mansion monarch and severely damage the quasi-real person's wind and fire from the dragon, and it will be directly shattered under the shadow of that gun. Is it an illusion?"

There are too many people whose throat is shaking, and it is difficult to accept the sudden change in the picture in front of them, and the timid people have been stunned the moment the dragon spear broke through the clouds.

"Let's go!"

The face of the great real person of the Gui Sect was cold, and with a flick of his robe, he swept away Hou Yangyu, who was covered in blood and comatose, and the monks of the Gui Sect in the rear appeared in the Wu Da Hall, following closely behind.

Even the unruly golden silkworm real person lowered his head, clasped his hands, and left without saying a word.

The miracle of summoning the projection of the will of the immortal realm was like a heavy hammer, smashing his arrogant backbone.

Before leaving, the only core descendant of Guiyi who had never made a move, took a deep look at Emperor Yunxiao, who was coughing up blood on his knees, and his face was fearful and depressed.

"If this person is immortal, who of his generation will dare to be respected? In the Dark Age, will there always be such a person who defies the sky!"