"Look for death!"

When he saw the five heavens of the Tongtian Realm, he dared to take the initiative to attack and kill his own Murong Tianlin. The monk of the Zhao family who passed through the Eight Heavens of the Heavenly Realm, his eyes were wide open, quite imposing, and he slammed out with a palm, and the waves and storms that blew up were like a flood bursting the embankment, surging endlessly, blowing withering and decaying, and could sweep a forest into a place where no grass could grow.

In order not to have an accident, the strength of Murong Tianlin's whole body was roaring and blooming, and there was a blazing scorching light outside his body.

"Sun Wuji!"

This is an extremely powerful killing secret technique, and in the Murong family, only the bloodline can be studied.

Murong Tianlin's cultivation of the five heavens of the Heavenly Realm was sacrificed, and the flesh and blood on his whole body were crystal clear, dust-free, and the vigorous qi that erupted from under the pores of the flesh and blood was scorching and radiant, setting him off as if it were a round of nine days of great sun, and it destroyed the offensive of the Zhao family monks in an instant.

In the sound of crackling fire and light, Murong Tianlin stood in front of the Zhao family monk, and with a wave of the folding fan in his hand, the mountains and rivers depicted on the fan were full of light, as if he had come to life, and one by one the barbaric mountains covering the sky broke through the obstacles and attacked from the fan surface, and slammed on the body of the Zhao family monk.

"Secret Treasure!" The four elders of the Zhao family, who were standing in the sky outside the courtyard, had a wave in their eyes.

The most ordinary secret treasure can only be cultivated by the power of a saint with monstrous power.

Generally speaking, people who can hold a secret treasure in their hands in the younger generation are either by great chance and harvested from some treasure relic, or they have an extraordinary background.

No matter what the situation was, the faces of the four elders of the Zhao family were not very good-looking, a secret treasure could add a lot of combat power, and after Murong Tianlin used the power of the secret treasure folding fan, he obviously had the upper hand. The monk of the Zhao family, who was hit by several desolate mountains, flew out of the courtyard in three liters of vomiting blood, his internal organs were cracked, and his breath fell to a low point, and he collapsed.

"Damn boy, you are so despicable, you actually rely on the power of the secret treasure, and you have the ability to compete with me one-on-one, don't use foreign objects!" The monk of the Zhao family, who consciously lost face, shouted hysterically.

"Even if you don't use the secret treasure, one-on-one competition, you are not my opponent, I just don't want to waste time. Murong Tianlin sneered and looked at the four elders of the Zhao family and said, "Old thing, it's still too late if you leave now." ”

"The shaft is rampant. The four elders of the Zhao family took a hundred steps, stood in the deserted courtyard, and said, "The old man, the four elders of the Zhao family, had cultivated to the level of the Xuanhuang Realm decades ago. Don't say that you have a secret treasure in your hand, even if you have an emperor killing weapon, you have to surrender and tremble at the feet of the old man today!"

A powerful field belonging to the level of the Xuanhuang Realm, the tiger descended the mountain, the dragon went out to sea, the mighty and mighty, crushing the sky from the four elders of the Zhao family The thin physique gushed out, and there was a wisp of avenue aura beating outside his body, flashing, giving people a sense of extremely incomparable threat.

As we all know, when a monk cuts the way, he can move all the way, and there is a difference between the mortal and the immortal with the monk below the path.

Since ancient times, there has been a saying: "There are ants under the path!" If the monk cannot cut the road, he is the ant living in the mire.

And the Xuanhuang Realm, as the last level under the slashing path, the body of the four elders of the Zhao family has undoubtedly given birth to some traces of the Great Dao.

When he unscrupulously shows his might, there will be a hazy and vague, flickering avenue qi outside his body, and it is this trace of the avenue between existence and nothingness that can reflect the power of the Xuanhuang Realm!

If nothing else, Ye Lingtian and Murong Tianlin combined would not be able to defeat the blow of the four elders of the Zhao family.

"Get on your knees!"

With a kick of his cloudy and gloomy eyes, the four elders of the Zhao family let out a sonorous and powerful roar like Hong Zhong Da Lu.

This formless roar carries the breath of the Great Dao, which can crush a person's spirit from the level of will and soul.

Murong Tianlin was bleeding from his mouth and nose, and his eyes were black.

Ye Lingtian was light and cloudy, and the wisps of God King Qi outside his body were rippling and protecting his body.

"Old gangster, who are you screaming and scaring about!"

In an untimely scene, the big black cat walked out with his chest held high.

Looking at the big black cat with a square head and big ears, as strong as a cow, with shiny fur, stable as Mount Tai under his own momentum, unmoved, and sneering. The four elders of the Zhao family were a little incredulous, and the more than a hundred Zhao family monks outside the courtyard were also staring at each other.

"What kind of beast is this?

"Some rare spirit beasts can indeed understand human speech early, but this black cat ...... It is the most incredible thing to be afraid of the coercion of the Xuanhuang Realm of the four elders. ”

The monks of the Zhao family talked a lot and looked at each other.

The big black cat jumped into the air and said, "Don't even think about running here today, all the ants are the prey of the emperor!"

"I don't know whether I live or die, come down for me!" The four elders of the Zhao family reached out with one hand, and the avenue followed, as if they had the ability to pick stars and pinch the moon!

"Whoa!"

The clouds move in all directions, the sky is dark, the sun and the moon are lost, and the ghosts are crying and howling.

The emperor's array patterns carved inside and outside the courtyard suddenly woke up at the thought of the big black cat.

The Great Emperor Formation pattern depicted by this dead cat has a kind of pervasive and pervasive aura that swept across the vast universe and slaughtered the nine heavens and ten earths.

The few Zhao family monks who survived were all top-level True Realm monks, but they were also full of liver and gall, their faces were like ashes, and they fell to the ground covered in blood.

“...... Oh my God, this ...... This is a peerless killing array!"

"Can that dead cat pull the killing array? Is this still a cat?"

After looking around, the blood was dripping and the bones were white, and a few Zhao family monks who had escaped a crushing and robbery were all trembling.

Under this terrifying and gloomy Great Emperor Killing Array, the four elders of the Zhao family all had a kind of uneasiness and fear that the sky was falling, and their souls were scattered, trembling with their old and thin bodies, and they couldn't speak...... You...... Are you a corner of the Great Emperor Killing Array?"

I have to say that the Great Emperor-level formation, the qi that exudes is too shocking to the past and the present, penetrating through the mortal dust, is not comparable to any level of peerless killing array.

Rao is four elders of the Zhao family have not witnessed the Great Emperor Formation with their own eyes, and they can also be sure that the volatile peerless killing array released by the big black cat in the sky must be the Great Emperor-level formation pattern that is terrifying and terrifying.

"Knowing how powerful the emperor is, he still doesn't kneel down obediently!" the big black cat tilted his head and said.

(End of chapter)