Chapter 173: Nine Heavens Inheritor!

The remnant sun is like blood, reflecting the golden figure, gold and blood are intertwined, and the figure does not seem to belong to this red dust. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Her long blonde hair fluttered, and a delicate golden mask obscured half of her face.

And the face exposed outside the mask is as white as snow, the thin lips are red without dots, and the wonderful posture is like a fairy in the dust.

The wind is blowing.

A white-clothed figure suddenly appeared, came to the woman's side, stood half a step behind her, and watched the sunset.

"Nine Holy Heavens, Great Yang Heaven Inheritor, Tianyang!"

When the sun sets, only a ray of afterglow is left in the world, the woman speaks, her voice is like a quiet spring, melodious, but in this crisp voice, there is boundless majesty, this majesty, even ordinary crimes are unbearable.

"The Nine Heavens Inheritors gathered, and I don't know how many times they want to set off a storm. ”

When the boundless power is approaching, it is like flowing water encountering a stone, spontaneously pouring to both sides, at this time the sound of the sun is a little dignified, the sunset falls, this dark night does not know how long it will take to pass, to welcome the arrival of dawn.

The golden-clothed woman stood with her hands in her hands and said with a light smile: "Tianyang, Tianxuan, Tianyou, Tiancang, Tianqing, Tianyan, Emperor, Tianxi, Tianjun!

As he spoke, a cold glint flashed in his eyes under the mask: "Canghuang! Jiang Wang, the son of Jiang Burning Sky, a Heavenly Celestial Inheritor, a Heavenly Burning Inheritor, deserve death!"

Tianyang chuckled and said: "Azure Jade is like a dragon, Tianjun Imperial Concubine, Tianxi is useless, Emperor Purple Clothes, Tianxuan Duanli, and, Tianyou ......"

Bai Yi looked at the east and sighed lightly: "...... Yellow Springs!"

Yellow Spring!

The sound fell, like a cold wind blowing, the golden robe brushed his sleeves, and said: "After today, the Tianyou Palace will be extinguished, and the end of the Yellow Spring!"

Tianyang frowned, the existence of Tianyou is by no means so simple, the inheritors of the Nine Heavens must have their mission, especially when the most chaotic era is coming, the destruction of Tianyou Palace, the end of Huangquan, is not as simple as just dying a person and exterminating a sect.

The destruction of the Heavenly Shadow Palace will inevitably cause many unexpected changes, and most of these changes will be extremely bad.

Tianyang's heart was heavy, he looked at the woman half a step in front of him, and withdrew the words of persuasion that lingered in his mouth, although he had only known the woman in front of him for a few months, but his firm will could not be changed by a few words of his own. What I have to do now is how to clean up this mess for her and do her duty as a follower.

There are thousands of thoughts, new ideas are derived, old thoughts are shattered, and the best way is to be found.

After a few breaths, Tianyang's face was pale, cold sweat was dripping, and his mind was exhausted, but he still couldn't find anyone or anything that could replace Tianyou.

Shaking his head, Tianyang no longer deduced, thinking for a moment, he opened his mouth and said: "It is not difficult to destroy the Heaven and Secluded Palace, but the difficult thing is to kill Huangquan." ”

Well!

The gold-clothed woman bowed her head slightly, and said: "There is no endless road in the sky, and this palace will leave a glimmer of life, in fact, it doesn't matter if you can't kill it." ”

With her eyes shining, the woman in gold held her hands, looked to the east, and asked, "Look around, what do you see?" ”

Tianyang's eyes are slightly condensed, the bright moon hangs high, and the milky moonlight is sprinkled, illuminating the mountains and rivers, and he mutters for a moment, Tianyang said: "The rivers and mountains are like poetry, and the rivers and mountains are picturesque!"

"Wrong!"

The woman in gold sighed, the gold clothes waved, and she said categorically: "It is the poetry of the palace, and the picturesque scenery of the palace!"

Long hair danced wildly, and the woman in gold was in the air, and at this moment her face was cold, and the killing machine burst out. Beneath her, the dragon veins of the earth evolved, emitting immeasurable golden light.

Rise!

A heavy dragon chant shook the heavens and the earth, resounding in all directions.

......

Heavenly Palace.

The war between the living and the dead was magnificent.

Gu Qianqiu took the lead, and the battle flag was in his hand, like a divine soldier, killing the undead, and countless undead were wiped out under him.

"Kill!"

Gu Qianqiu roared, and the Asura Xuanao spread, enveloping the battlefield, and for a while, the blood flowing from those wounded soldiers no longer slid downward, but turned into blood lines, which were imprinted on their bodies.

The terrifying qi burst out, stirring up the storm in all directions.

The 900,000 troops outside the Tianyin army were also blessed by the Asura field, and they were not afraid of life and death, even if they suffered heavy losses, they recovered after an instant.

The advantage of the undead is gone, and the asura with the terrifying aura of war comes to the world and crushes the souls of the dead.

The yellow spring hangs, and dense undead fly out, as if there is no end.

Kills more, but appears more.

The power of Huangquan appeared today, and it was terrifying!

If Huang Quan used this method of killing seven years ago, perhaps the results of that day would have to be rewritten.

It's a pity that the appearance of the Netherworld Goddess made Huangquan's killing a dream.

The goddess and the king knew each other, and their relationship was extraordinary. And the goddess's Nai River is the source of the Yellow Spring.

Therefore, even if she used this technique seven years ago, she would not be able to set off the slightest storm.

Naihe's suppression of Huangquan is too powerful.

......

Above the Nine Heavens, the wind swept and easily tore through the void.

The Yellow Spring Girl held the Netherworld Jade Flute, stepping on the Yellow Spring, when her footsteps were raised, the Yellow Spring rippled, and then the undead poked out, and the breath of death was amazing.

Dozens of steps behind her, Gu Wandai's body of an asura was coming by force.

Before the Huangquan Nu and Gu Wandai, there were dozens of terrifying giant beasts, either humanoid or fierce, but they all exuded the tyrannical aura of the past when they were dying, and a pair of white pupils were condensed, and the terrifying qi was enveloped in Gu Wandai's body, making his body tremble slightly.

This is not fear, but the blood of war is boiling, and the trembling of every muscle makes Gu Wandai's Asura battle qi spurt out at this moment, and his eyes burst out with nine zhang essence light, boom, Gu Wandai pinched his fist print, and the Asura Dao was entangled, and the blazing eyes burned with boundless battle intent, but in the depths of his eyes, there was no wave in the ancient well, and there was not a trace of color.

This is an extreme combat state, the Asura clan, a natural war clan!

Rumble!

Gu Wandai swung his fist, and the wisp of the Dao divine chain coiled like a dragon, and at this moment he let out a loud roar, and when the roar echoed, the figures of those killing and tyrannical necromancers rushed slightly, just a moment, in an instant, but this one was the distance between life and death.

Real life and death!

Even the undead have remnants.

But at this moment, under this punch, these undead ...... Out of one's wits!

There was a clattering sound, a shattering of space after extreme distortion.

In the firmament, which is difficult for the world to see, there is a long river, which comes from eternity and flows into the future, without knowing its beginning or end.

At this moment, dozens of white lights, which are difficult to see with the naked eye, emerged from the broken place, and then fell into this long river in the name of time, without the slightest ripple.