Locked by the murderous intent of the butcher king, he will have to live like a year.

The Zixiao Peak of Yujing Mountain shook

Wuliang and Taiyi stood at the top of the mountain, beside them was the Ancestor Hongjun, a pitch-black bird and a stone.

At the foot of the mountain, the sturdy butcher king, carrying a butcher's knife as if locking on to his prey.

It's just a simple sight, and the immeasurable and the Taiyi need to use all their strength to fight.

Time in one hand, space in the other, and the dual realm of time and space are also difficult to hinder murderous spirit.

Taiyi's hands changed, and the law of chaos outlined a [Chaos Bell] to cover the two of them.

Wow......

The gold-silver realm of time and space was squeezed like a bubble, and the Chaos Bell roared continuously.

Demigod realm, master the ten laws, comparable to the peak supreme.

However, at this moment, it is still like an ant!

The cyan Divine Stone said indifferently: "Butcher, you have indeed become stronger...... But it won't kill us. ”

Zixiao Peak was shining, and purple formations appeared, like flying birds.

A huge cyan boulder phantom, also more majestic than the mountain peak, one of the Ten Ancestors blocked the killing intent of the Butcher King.

The butcher, who had strong body hair, also looked thicker, and the butcher knife in his hand shook.

suddenly

The bronze god pot flew to the top of the mountain, blocking between the butcher knife and Hongjun, and the seventh king said seriously: "Sixth brother...... What are you doing...... In the past, we joined forces with the Ten Ancestors to slay the sky. You can also do this kind of friendship...... Is killing that important? ”

The Chaos Remnant Bell hovered above Taiyi's head, and said indifferently: "You can't kill anyone...... Bah...... You really colluded with the Protoss, and became the butcher who killed all the races, and one day you will be liquidated. ”

The butcher ignored his brothers and the Chaos Bell, looked at the Ancestor Hongjun, and said solemnly: "Back then, the Ten Ancestors promised me that they could let me kill one. I don't know, Hongjun, do you still recognize it, as the price of my shot. ”

The long past, different from the legend, stands like a minion in infinite measure.

Taiyi also thought about it, the story of the flood wilderness, the seven kings of the innate heaven admired the ten ancestors, so they joined the camp of the ten thousand races to face off against the terrifying gods.

But, now it sounds, as if there is a deal!

The dark riverside bird spread its wings, and the old man said, "You can do it...... Our promise is still valid...... It's normal for you to choose to slaughter me! ”

The Chaos Remnant Zhong was silent, and glanced at the Seventh King, what conditions did the Ten Ancestors promise in the past.

As powerful as the ancestral dragon and the human ancestor, he also needs to pay a terrifying price to win over the powerful Seven Kings.

The victory in the battle for the flood famine is really not easy to come by, and allowing the slaughter of an ancestor can agree to it!

The butcher raised the corners of his mouth, began to bathe, burn incense, and sat at the foot of the mountain with a very solemn expression.

He took out a piece of God Emperor bone and began to sharpen his knife seriously, and the sound of sharpening his knife resounded through the Yujing Mountain Range.

Wuliang and Taiyi said in unison: "This ...... This is...... What is this doing? ”

The Seventh King was solemn and explained in a deep voice: "My sixth brother believes that killing is the most important thing...... It is the meaning of his existence, the source of happiness, and the inspiration to slaughter all things and all souls. ”

Chaos Remnant Bell said in a deep voice: "You should be glad that the butcher was and still chooses to slaughter the strong first. Otherwise, he intends to swing his sword at the weak, and you will not live! ”

Killing is the meaning of existence, Taiyi thought about it.

Hearing this, Wuliang nodded silently, and swung his knife at the strong, and the butcher was also an interesting brave man.

If the nine heavens are strong, they will kill the sky, and if the ancestor is strong, they will kill the ancestor, no wonder the White Tiger Ancestor's evaluation of the butcher is [pure strong]

The wind is roaring, the clouds are scattering, and the sound of sharpening knives has stopped.

In a flash

The wind and clouds changed color, the sun and the moon were not bright, and the immeasurable and Taiyi were taken down the mountain by Panasonic.

In the inheritance of the White Tiger Treasure Technique, the ancestor of the White Tiger wrote it with his own hands, and did not take it in the face of the butcher.

Oh......

A roar rang out

Around Zixiao Mountain, there were amazing changes, which shocked everyone.

A true dragon in the east flew out of the abyss, and a nine-colored phoenix in the south spread its wings and soared.

A white tiger roars in the yellow sand in the west, and a Xuanwu emerges in the sea in the north.

On the mountainside, a yellow unicorn ran out of the cave, and four super divine beasts appeared.

It's not a real creature, it's the revival of the five major formations, the formations of the five ancestors.

The Seventh King spat lightly and said, "I'm scared to death...... I'll just say...... The Ten Ancestors have always been in the same breath and branches......"

The Chaos Remnant Bell whispered, "It's still a little friendly...... It's captivity, it's also a kind of protection...... No wonder Hongjun can't see the outside world, and only the five ancestors can join forces to limit the perception of the ancestors! ”

Qiang

In the face of the Five Great Ancestor Formations, the butcher still swung his sword, just like the last time he swung his knife to slash the gods.

The five major arrays are shining brightly, and the five elements avenues are mutually reinforcing each other, becoming a vast world of their own.

The butcher king stabbed and did not break the formation, everything was still the same.

The immeasurable eyes flickered, and the eyes suddenly bleed, and it was impossible to watch the horror of the knife.

Taiyi used the law of chaos to evolve a knife, and as a result, his two arms exploded, and he couldn't withstand a trace of sword intent.

Xiao Zihu lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "Don't look, don't think, don't imitate...... Otherwise...... You're going to die...... Bow your head and bow your head again. ”

Ten knives later

Click

A slight cracking sound froze the God of Dreams and the Chaos Remnant Bell as they looked at the butcher in disbelief.

Subsequently, the White Tiger, the Qilin, the Phoenix, the Xuanwu, the True Dragon, and the spirits of the five major formations were killed.

The sixteenth sword was slashed out, and the Seventh King and the Chaos Remnant Bell joined forces, and they were still slashed out.

The seventeenth knife was slashed

Hit the god stone, the riverside bird, and there is a road mark from top to bottom on the body.

"You're right...... I can't kill you...... But I can kill one of you. The butcher was out of breath, his fighting spirit climbed to the peak, and he said in a deep voice: "Since the Dragon and Phoenix Era, I have warmed up a breath of knife qi, and I will leave with the last sword." ”

The eighteenth knife was half out, Zixiao Peak, and the Yujing Mountain Range were divided into two halves.

The canyon that stretches for hundreds of millions of miles has broken the dojo of its own realm, and the world where all beings are gods has been broken.

Endless cries, a pair of divine golden pupils, found and locked Zixiao Peak.

The bird by the river was stunned, ignoring the butcher's knife, and felt the vast northern region for a long time and mourned: "The ancestral dragon deceived us...... The beings of the desolation...... It's still not good! ”

Hitting the Divine Stone sighed, "Ancestral Dragon's path is wrong...... We should be born too...... to block the error...... Even the Protoss can't resist it...... violates the bottom line of the past, and we don't have to draw the ground as a prison. You go out, I don't have the confidence to deal with the ancestral dragon...... I'm tired, you...... to achieve our ideals. ”

The eighteenth knife out

The butcher's aura dropped greatly, and one arm merged into the butcher's knife, flying out with the accumulation of knife intent for half an era.

The cyan god-beating stone knocked back the riverside bird in front of him, and was submerged by the butcher's knife.

"No ......"

An ancestor roared in grief, the entire Northern Region shook, and the second generation of Heavenly Dao Emperors was born with induction.

Whining......

Blood rained down in the entire flood wilderness, and thousands of sorrows cried endlessly, and a terrifying and powerful man was shocked.

The ancestral mountain of the Southern Wilderness, fighting the poor Sui people, looked at the Eastern Wilderness and the Northern Region in amazement.

The old human emperor lost his mind, and was pierced through his heart by Qi Qi and a red glow, and then rushed to the crown in anger.

The spear sank into the sky, nailed the body of Qiqi, and spurted out a mouthful of blood to cut off the red glow.

The blind man who had finished the battle sat down in front of the thatched hut with a normal expression.

It's just that, in the face of a pile of cooked meat, there is no appetite.

Yujing Mountain, Zixiao Peak, a white-haired old man descended the mountain.

The white hair is three thousand feet, and the old palm is choking the butcher's neck.

With a mutilated butcher's knife in one hand, it sank into the butcher's heart and tore the butcher king apart.

The god of dreams lamented that he had to be the Chaos Bell and repelled the old man by a step.

So, the mutilated butcher's knife took a trace of flesh and blood and fled with difficulty.

The eyes of the old man in the green robe shot out with divine light, and he fixed the bronze god pot and the chaos bell, and smashed them with one palm.

Wuliang and Taiyi looked at each other, shocked by the strength of the ancestor, tore the seven kings with their hands, and broke the Heavenly Supreme Treasure with their bare hands, no wonder they were able to defeat the Protoss!

"Today, Hongjun was born, the ancestors Hongjun and Jun fell, and this seat will live on the Tao." Hongjun stood up to the sky, his eyes were red, and he looked up to the sky and shouted: "The poor Dao will practice for the rise of the flood famine, and is determined to unify the flood famine to end the chaos." Heaven does not give birth to Hongjun, the flood is like eternal night, and the way of heaven is proof that it will not die. ”

Bang......

The first Taoist priest in the flood wilderness, Hongjun Lao Dao went down the mountain, and the purple gas spread all over the northern region.

Wuliang and Taiyi, carried by Hongjun one by one, did not dare to breathe!

Strong reinforcements went out of the mountain, reinforcements came, and the alliance of the Protoss and the Taishan Ten Thousand Clans knew about it, and when they heard it, they were frightened.

(End of chapter)