Chapter 262: Burning the Lamp Appears Ancestral Witch's Power (A few days from tomorrow, go out to study, the update time is uncertain!)

"Zhao Gongming, you are so rampant, you can come with a lamp!"

A confident shout came from a distance, not from the direction of the four customs, but from the rear of the merchant army,

Qi Tian looked at Zhao Gongming with a somewhat strange expression, and found that Zhao Gongming's face had turned iron-blue, and his eyes looked at the rapidly approaching figure behind him with annoyance,

Zhao Gongming was extremely ashamed and angry in his heart, he didn't expect that the battle he thought he was winning would have such a big omission, and he didn't know that he quietly left the lamp.

"Seniors! The juniors are willing to fight and burn the lamp!"

Zhao Gongming asked Qi Tian to fight, for him who was proud, only by burning the lamp and dying could he wash away his shame,

"Not necessarily!"

Qi Tian said lightly, are you ashamed to be ashamed of what the emperor does, if you kill Zhao Gongming, who will the emperor ask for merit?

"You are the lamp, come and fight with the master! The master wants you to die. ”

As soon as the words of the lantern fell, the twelve ancestral witches who were originally in front of the gate of the four customs cities rose directly into the sky, flew towards the lantern, and shouted in their mouths,

"Look for death!"

Burning the lamp in a rage, a magic lamp appeared in his hand, it was the innate high-grade spirit treasure coffin lamp, mana poured in, and the magic lamp shot out countless gray rays, symbolizing the gloominous and rotten atmosphere,

"Senior, please stop the burning lamp quickly, the twelve Taoist friends are afraid that they are in danger, this is the killing move of the burning lamp, the death ray, it is very powerful, once it is shot, even if it is a Da Luo Jin Immortal, the physical body will turn into decay!"

When Zhao Gongming saw the attack of the burning lamp, his face panicked, and he didn't expect it. The lamp was so vicious, and when they met, they did so viciously to twelve children. A powerful attack, if you don't have the Dinghai Divine Bead. He was not defeated at all, and hurriedly said to Qi Tian,

"It's okay! how can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain!" Qi Tian's face was full of mysterious smiles, and he said lightly, I don't know if it was like what he said, or if he had already won the battle,

"How can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain"

As soon as Qi Tian's voice fell, Zhao Gongming was like being struck by lightning, his expression was sluggish, and he muttered in his mouth. Then his eyes became brighter and brighter, and in just a few words, it seemed to contain the truth of the Great Dao, which made his mind lose his mind instantly.

Looking at Qi Tian's gaze was very admiring, and his heart was shocked, to say a disrespectful word, the senior's understanding of the road may have surpassed his master. The words spoken by the saint of heaven seem to point directly to the Tao.

The worry about the Twelve Ancestral Witches in my heart is gradually put down, and I am afraid that the seniors are already in control. Thinking of this, Zhao Gongming's eyes recovered and quietly looked at the battle in the sky. But in an instant, his eyes became surprised again. Unbelievable.

Among the twelve ancestral witches, Zhu Rong's temper was the hottest, and he dared not to die obediently when he saw the lamp. I was furious in my heart, thinking that I was deliberately burning the lamp to make them ashamed before the Father.

An iron rod appeared in his hand, which was the innate best spirit treasure Qingtian stick that Qi Tian later exchanged for the Twelve Ancestors, consuming 120 million points, and there were 89.88 billion points left.

"Boom!"

The Optimus Stick swept directly towards the burning lamp and the vulture lamp, and with a loud bang, the smoke and dust around it billowed out, and the invisible qi waves surged towards the surroundings.

Fortunately, the remaining eleven ancestral witches took action to protect the surroundings, otherwise the surroundings would face a catastrophe and directly turn into nothing.

The soldiers watching the battle below were already dizzy by the sound of impact from the eleven ancestral witch support formations,

Only Zhao Gongming, who was a big Luo Jinxian, saw a vague black shadow thrown out of the smoke and dust, his face changed, and he hurriedly looked at Qi Tian on the side, and found that Qi Tian's face was calm and abnormal, so he put his mind at ease.

Before his panicked face was completely calm, he became extremely shocked, shocked, it was not the red-haired child who flew out, could it be? Zhao Gongming's face changed again, looking at Qi Tian, his heart was shocked and unimaginable, I am afraid that Zhao Gongming has existed for countless years, and he has not changed his face as much as today.

The smoke and dust dissipated, Zhao Gongming, Wen Zhong and the others hurriedly looked at the sky, their expressions were instantly sluggish, the scene in the air proved what they thought in their hearts, a small figure stood in the air, holding a long stick domineering,

"Side by side king, mighty, side by side king, mighty!"

The space fell into a brief silence, and then a fanatical, thunderous roar sounded, shocking people's hearts, hundreds of thousands of merchant soldiers were shocked, looking at Qi Tian feverishly,

"Ahem, cough, cough"

A violent cough sounded in the distance, attracting everyone's attention again, only to see a figure with red blood all over his body, slowly rising from a distance, constantly spitting out blood from his mouth,

His eyes were red, his whole body exuded a strong killing intent, he was so angry that he had never been so embarrassed from the flood period to the present, and his eyes looked at the figure in the air with hatred,

The corners of the mouth are hideous, and two spiritual treasures appear in both palms, a spiritual treasure flashing with a large amount of merit, the best spiritual treasure of the day after tomorrow, Jiuyang Qiankun ruler, born at the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, and the acquired merit treasure, heaven and earth Xuanhuang Tower, the same root and origin.

The other is the innate high-grade spirit treasure, that is, the body of the lamp, a coffin full of ominous breath,

Burning the lamp's whole body exuded a thick coldness, moving quickly towards Zhu Rong, the two spiritual treasures in his hand exuded a bright light, and attacked towards Zhu Rong,

Jiuyang Qiankun ruler exuded dazzling brilliance, surging power, smashed towards Zhu Rong, and the coffin was directly opened, and the endless gloomy aura emanated from it, full of the aura of the curse law,

Zhu Rong's eyes froze, his face became solemn, and he looked at the spirit treasure that was quickly attacking him,

"Brothers together!"

There was a loud shout from his mouth, and then everyone below saw that the children who were originally standing in the sky, also eight or nine years old, were facing two attacks, and three figures were shooting towards the lamp.

Zhao Gongming had already been shocked, even if someone told him that the twelve figures were all quasi-saint powerhouses, he would not set off half a wave in his heart.

"Boom"

After the nine ancestral witches blocked the attack that blocked the burning lamp, their figures quickly rushed towards the burning lamp, and the burning lamp was terrified in their hearts.

never thought that the little boy in front of him turned out to be a quasi-saint powerhouse, besieged by three ancestral witches, and with his extraordinary combat experience, he resisted.

Seeing the nine figures rushing towards him, he was extremely frightened in his heart, and directly gave up the attack and quickly fled into the distance.

I want to cry without tears in my heart, a strong person in the quasi-saint realm, just pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and play siege, in the end, I don't let myself live,

"Bump!"

A fierce collision sound came from the air again, no matter how fast the speed of the lamp was burned, it could not be faster than the spatial movement of the Spatial Ancestor Wu Emperor River.

Di Jiang directly moved to the front of the burning lamp, looking at the burning lamp who was running away, he smiled gloomily in his heart, and waved the optimism stick in his hand fiercely towards the burning lamp, (to be continued.) )