The moment the demonic aura of the pitch-black throne crushed the fall, a large piece of space crack appeared in this world like a spider web.

Terrifying spatial storms emerged from the dark spatial cracks, but soon disappeared as the cracks healed.

Especially in the center of the fall of the pitch-black throne, as if penetrating layers of space, circles of spatial cracks emerged and healed, healed and torn.

The scene like the destruction of the world made Bi Yu and Bai Aya'er look pale when they saw it.

Before he really got close to within thirty zhang, there was a terrifying pressure, with the power of an indescribable law, and he came to his body with a bang.

The true yuan in Bai Aya'er's body flowed away, but to no avail, blood had overflowed from the corners of his mouth in his pale face, and even Bi Yu's body trembled, and the skeleton of his whole body crackled, as if he had been bombarded with a heavy hammer.

But in an instant, these pressures were relieved, but it was Bai Qingchuan who played another syllable in time, and the laws of music naturally turned into a circle of light, enveloping the three of them.

At the same time, the aperture suddenly swelled, and let out a long whistle, which slammed into the surface of the approaching pitch-black throne.

With a muffled sound, the aperture exploded and collapsed directly, and the pitch-black throne of a hundred zhang size was also struck by a thunderbolt, and it was directly swept away from the crushing and falling trend, and fell back into Xiao Tianchen's hands.

At the place where the two terrifying forces collided, a dark spatial crack as hideous as the mouth of a fierce beast tore apart, and it didn't heal for a long time.

From within the dark spatial rift, a large number of chaotic energy storms vented out.

The offensive is flashing back and forth, and the crisis comes and goes faster.

But it was this simple attack, and the long Xiao Ming came to an abrupt end.

One of Bai Qingchuan's fingers bounced up from one of the sound holes, and his body trembled and couldn't help but take half a step back, but his face was a little red, and he even forcibly continued the flute sound.

Xiao Tianchen's unchanged face was still slightly moved after all, and his brows were slightly furrowed. The palm holding the pitch-black throne also felt a little numb.

Although the power of the law was used, the aftermath of the powerful power collision generated by the defeat of the throne was knocked back between the attack. It was still cathartic into his body in an instant.

This bit of residual power is not difficult to bear, but Bai Qingchuan's stubborn attitude of fighting to the death is what makes people feel jealous.

If you force a strong person in the Qi Venerable Realm, the consequences are very serious. In the same realm, strong people who have cultivated their qi to this level have very few ordinary battles, let alone fight.

If you really want to fight, the outcome is unpredictable.

At this time, Ji Huang, who was always on the defensive and blocked all of Bai Qingchuan's attacks, was also a little impatient, and even began to feel tricky.

Against the enemy of Bai Qingchuan, you can't fight any protracted war, Dacheng's law of music. If you really play it, the more lethal you will be in the end.

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't want to push Bai Qingchuan too much, who would want to delay like this and try to overwhelm people with power.

At the moment, Emperor Ji's tone was already a little unkind, but it was a real fire.

"Brother Bai is so stubborn, but he really wants to fight to the death for a Tianxu Divine Stone?"

As soon as the four words of the endless battle came out, they reverberated in all directions of the heavens and the earth, naturally forming a monstrous coercion. There was an amazing dragon roar.

In an instant, I saw that Emperor Ji punched out, and nine golden dragons were entangled, turning into a huge golden dragon claw of dozens of zhang.

This dragon claw suddenly probed directly towards Bai Qingchuan. A large number of laws of sound were shattered, and when the two touched, the continuous void was torn into ripples, and dense spatial cracks appeared.

In an instant, the dragon's claws carried a sharp strong wind, covering the sky. After grabbing it hard, Bai Qingchuan and the three of them were as small as ants compared to this huge dragon claw.

But at this moment, a strange majestic voice suddenly sounded, and under the grasp of the huge dragon claw, suddenly a spatial crack was torn, and a figure appeared from the spatial crack, blocking the huge dragon claw.

"Fighting to the death, a person surnamed Ji, you have only been on the throne as this Holy Emperor for more than three hundred years, and your tone is getting bigger and bigger. ”

The voice echoed, but the figure had already slapped its palms, and with that small body of flesh, it was facing the huge dragon claws of dozens of feet, and carried out a hard shock.

Boom!

A shocking scene appeared, after the mysterious person slapped it with a palm, it fell on the huge dragon claw, as if it was a sledgehammer bombarded on the stone slab, and the huge dragon claw was slapped into a sudden tremble, and it was shattered and directly disintegrated.

"Su Lanhai!"

Two surprised exhalations, at this moment, sounded in unison, with jealousy in their voices, with a hint of anger, as if they were a little unexpected.

"How did you end up here?" Xiao Tianchen's indifferent demeanor finally changed greatly.

Although the long face that seemed to have been ossified had not yet undergone any other drastic changes, the look of doubt in his eyes completely revealed the psychological changes in his heart.

Beside him, Emperor Ji, who was wearing a black Kowloon gold robe, looked also ugly, his brows were furrowed, and he glanced at Xiao Tianchen with a faint displeasure, and then looked at the figure that suddenly appeared, and the displeasure became even stronger.

In the whole world, there are not many people who can make contemporary Ji Huang Ji inexplicably deeply jealous.

Among them, there may be a place for Bai Qingchuan and Xiao Tianchen, but in terms of the degree of jealousy, these two people are still slightly inferior to Su Lanhai in Emperor Ji's heart.

Once a hundred years ago, the two had fought against each other many times, and Su Lanhai's unfathomable strength was firmly pressing him.

Now after a hundred years, how strong Su Lanhai's strength is, even Ji Moming, who is now the Emperor of Ji, is difficult to understand.

"But that palm just now, although it contains some laws of strength, it can be seen that it can break my undefeated imperial fist so lightly. ”

Ji Huang took a deep breath, he didn't think about these anymore, he only knew now that today's plan has been in the past three months, and he is afraid that it will fail.

When he looked at that person, the familiar voice of Emperor Ji also came again, but as if he wanted to slap someone's face, he really responded.

"Here, you came, could it be that I Su someone, I can't come?"

Where everyone's eyes converged, a burly middle-aged man stood proudly in the void, with a wide face and a high forehead, three short beards, a righteous atmosphere, eyebrows flying into the temples, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, and the voice of his words came out, like the sound of bells and drums.

As soon as these unceremonious words fell, no matter how stiff Xiao Tianchen's long face was, it was a little ugly at this time, and his face became gloomy.

And the wide-faced middle-aged man didn't give in,-for-tat, the corners of his mouth lifted a slight chuckle, and his sharp eyes stared at Xiao Tianchen.

"Hehehe, Brother Xiao, you can't help but underestimate me Su and Brother Bai too much.

A little trick to get me out of the way?

You didn't think about it, could it be just that someone from me Su deliberately wanted to show you?

You can confuse me, and I can confuse you. ”

(To be continued.) )