Chapter Eighty-Nine: Qimen Dunjia, I am the main palace
Perimeter of Tianchi.
In the primeval dense forest, two points of light flashed through the forest, colliding with each other from time to time.
Bang! Bang!
Every time the points of light collide, a crater of several meters is left on the ground.
That point of light was naturally the light emitted by the Inhuman, because it was too fast to catch with the naked eye.
A point of light stopped, revealing its old figure, and the pursuers stopped.
Wang Ai propped up the ground with his crutches and warned breathlessly: "Shihua, don't chase anymore, you're welcome to chase the old man!"
Guan Shihua, who had been holding Wang Ai, also showed a decadent color, and said with his waist inserted: "Why didn't I see that you were polite?"
The two centenarians did not have the physical strength to fight a protracted battle as much as when they were young, and after a thousand moves, they began to gasp.
At this time, there was a thunderous explosion, and the mountains near Tianchi burst into flames.
Wang Ai realized that the demon dragon and the two demon immortals of Changbai Mountain were fighting fiercely, and if he didn't hurry to the battlefield and wait for the opportunity, he might miss the opportunity and miss the dragon soul.
"Detention Commander!" Wang Ai stared at Guan Shihua, and his whole body ignited with black qi, calling a humanoid spirit.
Wang Ai grabbed the neck of the spirit body with his big hand and coldly threatened: "Shihua, it's too late for you to retreat now, otherwise if I eat this spirit, the matter will not be so simple!"
"The Sword Comes"
“……。” Guan Shihua looked at the struggling spirit in Wang Ai's hand, fell silent, and no longer made any movements.
She knows very well that now she is using the secret technique of the horse to invite the immortal family to come up, and she is undoubtedly seeking her own death, and the whole shaman is in the same vein, and no one can stop Wang Ai now.
"Humph!" Seeing that the other party no longer moved, Wang Ai withdrew the spirit into his body, and rushed towards the direction of Tianchi with a flash of his body.
"Alas, ancestors, the stone flower is useless, and even a king can't stop it." Guan Shihua looked at Long Yuan and Hu Sangui who were fighting fiercely in the sky in the distance, and began to blame herself in her heart.
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Rumble! Rumble!
The big orange serpent was writhing in the forest, and one tree after another fell.
The wind at Chen Jinkui's feet lifted him up, and he jumped freely between the trees, nimbly avoiding the pursuit of the big snake.
Liu Kunsheng has cultivated for more than 300 years, and even if he is huge, his attack speed is amazingly fast.
But this Chen Jinkui can perfectly predict the number of its attack paths every time, which is even more slippery than a loach.
Chen Jinkui stood on a tall tree and taunted at the big snake: "Evil animal, with your honest attack, it is impossible to attack me!"
"Siss, you old monkey is going to be rampant, there will always be a time for you to gasp!" Liu Kunsheng replied with a snake letter.
Chen Jinkui is a top ten elder, and his cultivation is absolutely at the top of the Inhuman World, but compared with an old monster like Liu Kunsheng, it is still not enough.
He can keep up with the opponent's speed, not only by virtue of prediction, but also by consuming Qi to use the Wind Riding Technique to improve the speed of his body, but there will always be a time when his strength is exhausted.
At this time, the walkie-talkie on Chen Jinkui's waist reacted.
"How is Old Man Wang?"
"Jin Kui, you can withdraw, and wait for the old man to get the soul of the demon dragon and then join you!" Wang Ai's voice came from the other end of the intercom.
"Ride the wind!"
Chen Jinkui no longer confronted the big snake, and with a wave of his big hand, six large copper coins showed a hexagram, and the air flow under his feet swirled, and a violent wind rose.
This wind directly supported Chen Jinkui to fly, and opened the distance at an astonishing speed.
"It's not good, he wants to run!" Seeing this, Liu Kunsheng twisted his body frantically to catch up.
But after chasing for a few miles, he found that the other party was flying and disappeared, Liu Kun was so angry that he flicked his tail, smashed the boulder beside him, and shouted angrily: "This old ghost, you are running really fast!"
This Chen Jinkui has been tugging with it all night, and he hasn't moved a single move, and Liu Kunsheng feels so unhappy.
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Inside the Palace of the Holy Lord.
Sixteen vermilion pillars support the palace, and rows of palace lanterns hang on the walls of the surrounding halls, and the flickering firelight illuminates the surrounding murals, depicting the deeds of the demon dragon's conquest.
Huang Yue didn't have time to study these things, and quickly approached the huge dragon chair made of pure gold in front of him, which was the eye of the Yang Yan Demon Slaying Array.
In fact, there was a Gathering Qi Array hidden in the middle of the dragon chair, and this formation continuously absorbed the Lingqi of the nearby Tianchi to deliver energy to the Demon Slaying Array.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, there was a low roar of a beast.
Seeing that the dragon chair was approaching, Huang Yue still couldn't help but stop and be alert to the surroundings, and opened the coverage of Qimen to the maximum, and he detected a powerful demon qi in the darkness in front of him.
"Something?"
As soon as it caught the opponent's position, with a click, the huge creature was slaughtered out of the darkness with incredible speed.
Huang Yue had already prepared, dodged the attack with a tactical roll, and got up to see that it was a three-headed hell dog twice the size of a truck.
The demon dog has strong limbs and black fur, and its three big heads are grinning, and saliva flows from between its teeth, and this saliva drip falls on the bluestone slab of the palace, burning white smoke and making a corrosive sound.
This monster is obviously the Demon Pet of the Holy Lord, and it has stayed here to guard the Eye of the Sun Flame.
The monster pounced, and immediately turned around to aim at Huang Yueyue, and then raised his head and closed his mouth, his cheeks bulged and sprayed hard, and three large balls of green corrosive liquid shot out.
"Kunzi, Tuhe car!" Huang Yue slapped the ground with both palms, and a stone wall rose from the ground, firmly blocking in front of him.
Bang, the corrosive liquid smashed on the stone wall with a bang, bang!
The stone is insoluble in acid, and this acid can't help the earth river car.
The head of the three-headed demon dog was raised again, and the demon qi condensed in its throat, and three fireballs erupted from the bloody mouth.
The fireball was fierce, and the stone wall was shattered with a bang, and the flames raged and the smoke and dust billowed out.
"White Tiger Attack Killing Technique, Storm Nebula Split!"
A loud voice resounded through the palace, and a white light burst through the sea of fire and flashed under the three-headed dog of hell.
Poof!
Suddenly, black blood splattered.
The three-headed dog of hell froze in place, and found that a three-meter-long hole was instantly opened in his stomach, and his intestines flowed out of it.
In the next second, the three-headed dog's eyes were black, and his huge body fell to the ground.
"Roar!" The white tiger was covered in blood and roared in the sky.
Huang Yue walked past the monster corpse indifferently, jumped onto the golden dragon chair, sat down with his knees bent, and Shuangtong lit up Qi Guang and shouted coldly: "Qimen Manifestation Mental Method!"
As he spoke, Huang Yue's whole body erupted with a majestic aura of heaven and earth, and a spiritual light soared into the sky.
At the same time, on the periphery of the Yang Yan Demon Slaying Array, eight minotaur puppets were in eight directions, guarding their respective Bagua Array flags.
The moment Huang Yue sat down, the eight array flags began to react, they sensed the summoning and shot out a ray of light one after another.
Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, Dui, a total of eight rays, they flew over the top of the mountain range, flew over the surface of Tianchi Lake, flew over the ancient city, and accurately shot on Huang Yue's body.
"Qimen Dunjia, I am the main palace!"
Huang Yue drank loudly, poured all the Qi of his body into the dragon chair, and in an instant, all the marks of the Holy Lord in the magic circle were erased.
The formation was formed, Huang Yue and the two major formations fused into one, entering a mysterious state, feeling that the aura of the entire Changbai Mountain Tianchi was used by him.
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Bang!
The dull sound of blows continued to be heard, and on the shore of Tianchi, the Holy Lord pressed the dragon turtle on the beach and beat it wildly, and the huge fists bombarded indiscriminately, and each punch was a collapse of the ground rocks.
The dragon turtle was beaten to the point that his eyes were white, half of his body was embedded in the mud, and the hard armor on his body was full of cracks.
"Haha, you have my dragon blood in your body, and this emperor wants to turn you into my slave!"
The Holy Lord put away his fists, looked up to the sky and let out a demonic laugh, and his palm ignited an evil demonic fire, which was aimed at the head of the dragon turtle, which could erase the spirit and plant the mark of slavery.
It would be even easier if it could subdue these two powerful millennium monsters and conquer the whole world.
Suddenly, a sharp claw burst through the air.
The Holy Lord Dragon Claw clenched its fist and blasted it out, shattering the huge Qi claw.
"You brute, you're in a hurry to die, aren't you?" The Holy Lord turned around impatiently and looked at Hu Sangui, his scarlet gaze revealing a murderous aura.
The corners of Hu Sangui's mouth were bleeding, his hair was messy, and half of his body was burned black, and the situation was no better than that of Long Yuan.
The Holy Lord was full of murderous intent, and the thunder flashed all over his body, and he just wanted to kill this old fox demon with thunder.
At this time, eight Qi lights suddenly flashed in the sky, and the Holy Lord was stunned for a moment, and found that the Qi light from all directions was shooting towards the palace.
"What, my magic circle, is it ......!" The Holy Lord's face was full of astonishment, and he realized that he had lost contact with the circle in an instant, and then realized that someone had stolen the house.
The sky gradually darkened, dark clouds obscured the sky, and the moon disappeared suddenly.
The time has passed, and the Yang Yan Demon Slaying Array has been launched.
The Lord's huge body burst into flames, and the raging fire scorched its flesh, making it tremble with pain.
"Roar! This damn little thief!" The Holy Lord was furious to the extreme, and flew towards the palace with a flap of wings.