The bones are full of white bones, and the slightest touch will turn into ashes, and at this time it remains its original appearance. The entire white bone barren forest was silent, and the hundred-meter-tall bone puppet bent over and stared at the Holy Son with its body bent.

The Quartet Seal in the Holy Son's hand emitted a cyan light, and the cyan light enveloped the two of them, and when that sentence was spoken, the atmosphere between the two became solemn.

"Follow me, demon golem. ”

Han Yi on the side looked very nervous, the realm of the demon puppet has fallen now, and his strength is no longer what it used to be, but it is such a demon puppet, and his strength has also reached the realm of the Three Gods Realm. This puppet did not attack the Holy Son at all at this time, and if he agreed, he would face the most difficult situation.

The demon puppet looked down at the Holy Son, and from the hollow bones, a deafening voice sounded: "Son, destroy the damned Sifang Seal! ”

Holy Son: "Demon puppet, among the relics of the Holy War, how can the heir of your original master, the Demon Saint, compare to me? ”

"That's right, the world is different now than it was back then, and even a child like you dares to call me a demon puppet with me! ”

The white bones of the demon puppet suddenly waved, and his hands slapped towards the middle, trying to slap the two of them flat. The Holy Son is like a reef in the sea, the waves rush in and do not move, and the gray and strange aura blows, and the cyan barrier printed in the four directions dissipates one after another, turning into invisible. And the demon puppet slapped his hands, and the two small hills directly crashed into the cyan barrier.

The two palms slapped the cyan barrier, the cyan barrier was only a thin layer, but the palms of the demon puppet were just trembling, and the cyan barrier forcibly blocked the huge power of the demon puppet.

Even if the Three Gods Realm does not have the demonic qi corresponding to its realm, it is just pure power, and it can open up mountains, and a small four-way seal has unparalleled power, and it is indeed a holy relic left by the War Saint to suppress the demon puppets.

Qin Tian: "The demon puppet has already broken free from the power of suppression, even if the Sifang Seal has the power to block the demon puppet, can it still suppress him? Don't hesitate, now go out and drag the Holy Son and the blood shadow, and let the demon puppet leave." Maybe Tang Qing still has a chance to subdue the demon puppet. ”

The white bone armor on Tang Qing's body reflected a vague silhouette, which was a small figure on his chest, which looked very large, emitting a gray light, which matched the power of the demon puppet. There is no doubt that this demon puppet is the treasure of the demon saint inherited by Tang Qing.

Tang Qing: "Don't act rashly, if the Holy Son turns his head against us, it will be difficult for us to do it without the help of the demon puppet." Wait until both the demon puppet and the Holy Son are defeated, and then we will go out and kill the Holy Son, and the demon puppet is not a problem at all. ”

The demon puppet's palm gripped the cyan barrier tightly, trying to burst it. But the square is printed in the hand, and it does not move.

The Holy Son said coldly: "Demon puppet, surrender at my feet immediately, otherwise, even if I destroy the Four Seals, I will kill you and let you sleep again in the Bone Barren Forest, waiting for the recovery after endless years." ”

The Quartet in the Holy Son's hand emitted a strong cyan light, and this light directly stretched the cyan barrier open, expanding the range. The demon puppet's hands were pushed back, and the demon puppet's right hand was raised, clenched into a fist, and smashed downward. With this fist, ripples rippled on the surface of the cyan barrier.

I saw that the Holy Son threw the square seal in his hand at the demon puppet, and the square seal was only the size of his palm, and it fell into the huge bone block of the demon puppet, and the surface of the square seal suddenly had a small round cyan protective cover. It was enveloped by a cyan circular barrier one hundred and fifty meters wide.

The demon puppet let out an angry roar, but as he punched and punched on the cyan barrier, the cyan puppet still didn't move, this quadripartite seal had already locked the breath of the demon puppet, and if it couldn't break through the protective shield on its surface, it would not be able to communicate with the quadripartite seal. He will be trapped within the barrier forever.

Holy Son: "I'll give you another chance!Follow me, and I can restore your strength now, or you will remain like this forever until destruction!"

"Now is it!"

At this time, Tang Qing jumped up and walked quickly towards the demon puppet. Han Yi had already prepared beside him, and as soon as Tang Qing moved, he followed closely and walked towards the demon puppet. And Qin Tian watched the two of them quickly walk towards the demon puppet before he reacted, almost suspecting that the two of them were good brothers.

The three of them were in trouble at this time, and the distance of one mile was only a moment, and the learning in the hands of the blood shadow wanted to absorb the blood of the strong man, but the Holy Son did not have any instructions, and the blood shadow did not have any expression.

The three of them stood in front of the demon puppet, the demon puppet was still bombarding the cyan barrier, suppressed until the flesh and blood were exhausted, and now almost only instinct remained, when Tang Qing arrived, he looked sideways slightly, but he didn't feel anything, he was still trying to break the screen.

The Holy Son set his eyes on Qin Tian's body, Qin Tian looked at this person in white clothes, and a rather familiar face appeared. Faintly, an unpleasant memory came flooding back to my mind. But for a while, I didn't have an impression that this person looked like he was looking at the sun, and it was a flawless face.

There is no breath on his body, but it is unfathomable, like an abyss, but there is a supreme aura on his body. When he saw him, the whole person felt ashamed of himself, even if Qin Tian looked at him, he had a feeling that he couldn't compare. The nine-headed immortal bird, that is the most powerful life in the world!

At this time, Tang Qing, who saw the Holy Son for the first time, also looked at it, what kind of person was that? The white complexion on his face was the purest complexion in the world, and his deep pupils were like starry skies.

Especially his flawless figure, when you see him, you feel that you are flawed at the beginning, even if you get the inheritance of the Demon Saint, compared to him, it is far behind.

Han Yi: "The Holy Son has a strange power, I am afraid that he has cultivated the inheritance of the Battle Saint to an extremely high and profound realm. Don't be fooled by him, his power is the most terrifying here, and he must be killed before we have a chance to compete for the treasures of the Holy War Relic. ”

Tang Qing: "Why is the breath on your body so charming, Holy Son, is it a woman disguised as a man?" This joking remark, the Holy Son did not have any response, but his eyes kept looking at Qin Tian, Qin Tian finally remembered where he had seen this person at this time, and did not expect that he was the Holy Son.

Qin Tian: "In Ximo City, it was you who took away the Snow Mountain White Fox!! I didn't expect you to come here to kill me?"

Holy Son: "It turns out that you are a nine-headed immortal bird, and it turns out that the opportunity that belongs to me that day is not the white fox of the snow mountain, but you." Fortunately, I lost your track that day and had some regrets. However, the relics of the holy war came in, and there were a lot of good things. But if you want it, I'll give it all to you!"

When Blood Shadow heard this, his face changed. When the Son speaks, every word will be practiced, and every word will be fulfilled. The blood knife in his hand is the treasure of the holy war relics, so isn't it the nine-headed immortal bird who wants to sacrifice the treasure if he says a word? The blood shadow lowered his head, not wanting his expression to be noticed by the Holy Son.

"The nine-headed immortal bird is born with nine lives, I just want to see how you will be resurrected after I kill you! The Son's face was calm, as if everything in the relics of the Holy War was just floating clouds.

Tang Qing said angrily: "I want to kill Tang Qing, don't you see Uncle I'm here!"

The two of them were only a hundred meters apart, Tang Qing attacked violently, and the blood shadow looked at it from the side, and immediately rushed over, holding the holy relic in his hand, and nothing was broken.

Han Yi waited for this moment, the demonic qi on his body was rolling, and he held the two demonic balls with both hands. Take the blood knife from the Blood Shadow's hand. Only after receiving the relics can I have the confidence to deal with the Holy Son, who also has the inheritance of victory.

And the Holy Son completely ignored the attack on the blood shadow by the two heirs who had obtained the Demon Saint Inheritance, and just looked at Qin Tian, as long as Qin Tian spoke, he would immediately dedicate everything about the Holy War Relics to him, as long as Qin Tian was willing.

Qin Tian calmed the anger in his heart, especially when he talked about his life lightly, as if it was a commodity that could be traded at any time. Although I don't know why I died in the holy mountain, I still survived. However, if you die once, you may have changed your consciousness to replace yourself, just as you have replaced this body.

"A person's life is only once, and it is impossible to change it, and it is impossible to trade a life. "The firebird mark in Qin Tian's left eye emerged, and your miniature double-headed firebird mark was vivid, as if it was about to be resurrected.

Holy Son: "The deal I gave you just now is actually the best choice. I don't want to be rejected by others, and your next fate is to be killed by me!

The Son took out a brush from his sleeve, and this brush radiated with divine brilliance and had a white glow on it. I don't know what material the pen is made of, and the words on it are turning rapidly, and the brushstrokes are pure white, which is natural, very ordinary, but incomparable in power.

This is the inheritance of victory, and he directly used the holy relic, which was a must-get, but the flame of the firebird mark in Qin Tian's left eye burst out, and he just saw the Holy Son drawing a few strokes in front of him with a brush volley.

"Broken"

After a stroke of broken words, the flames actually bloomed directly in front of the brush, this scene was simply the biggest blow in Qin Tian's opinion, what kind of move was this?

Qin Tian held the golden long sword in his hand, rushed up, and stood in front of the Holy Son, the long sword slashed at him, but gusts of wind blew. The Holy Son slowly wrote a wind word in front of him, and this word did not appear in front of him.

But after the brushstrokes were completed, I knew that it was a wind character. After writing this one word, he was blown by the strong wind, stood unsteadily, and flew directly behind. Blowing into the air, he left Erli Road and stopped for a while. Rising from the ground, the Son was still standing motionless.

A sense of powerlessness surged into his heart, and the firebird mark in his left eye still had a heavy wave of fire, but the power that was enough to burn the war king was completely useless on the Holy Son and the Blood Shadow.

Shaking his head and putting aside his distracting thoughts, the blood shadow was besieged by the two at this time, and found that the blood knife did not converge in front of Han Yi, and still maintained a strong form, and suddenly the two of them attacked for a while, and the blood shadow would definitely not be able to parry.

Qin Tian rushed in front of the Holy Son again, the Holy Son just stood there, the brush in his hand swiped in front of him, and wrote a word in the air, at this time Qin Tian felt a strong crisis welling up in his heart.

The golden long sword was placed horizontally in front of him, and the next attack, Qin Tian stared ahead, and a wind blade appeared out of thin air, this wind blade was transparent and with gusts of wind, and the Holy Son just wrote two words in front of him, that is, a wind blade came out.

The wind blade slashed against the golden longsword with a crisp sound. The golden sword broke in two, and similarly, the wind blade also broke in two in front of him, blowing across his face, leaving a trail of blood.

Holy Son: "The nine-headed immortal bird will give your life to me, and then surrender to me, and I will protect you, let you grow up on the continent, restore the supreme glory of the past, and become the most powerful divine beast in the world! Your flame will surely burn the earth, make the earth rise and fall, and the sea will dry up, and you will no longer be the object of hunting! but the god of mankind!"

Qin Tian's eyes heard the words of the Holy Son, and he was dizzy for a while, and his eyes suddenly saw that on top of a boundless and vast mountain range, there was a sea of fire that burned down the entire city, and from the boundless sea of flames, the huge flame bird's head was lifted from the flames.

"Qin Tian!

Tang Qing, who was fighting with the Blood Shadow, turned his head and saw Qin Tian standing motionless in front of the Holy Son, and shouted at the moment. Immediately attracted the attention of the blood shadow, and Han Yi saw that Tang Qing had no intention of defeating the blood shadow, but he suddenly attacked the blood shadow, and the vertical eye above the blood shadow's forehead shot out a black light, and he saw Tang Qing's pure demonic qi blinding his vertical eye.

At that moment, the two of them defeated the Blood Shadow, and Han Yi learned to recapture it, and the Blood Knife was just a piece of calm.

The illusion in Qin Tian's eyes slowly faded at this time, and the Holy Son looked at Qin Tian indifferently, waiting for Qin Tian's decision, Qin Tian threw away the broken sword in his hand and said, "I'm not a nine-headed immortal bird!

The firebird mark in his left eye was emitting flames, and a three-meter-high flame enveloped the Holy Son in front of him.