He looked at Sangluo's eyes full of fear at the moment, and wanted to stop her movements and negotiate with her.

"As long as you stop, I can pass on my Dao system to you, on my Dao Mountain, and there are the ruins of the true gods of the ancient period."

"Really?"

With a shallow smile on the corner of Sang Luo's lips, he whispered,

"The relics of the true gods should be worth a lot of spirit stones."

Sikong actually took a deep breath, and the green tendons at the corners of his forehead were bulging, obviously he was not lightly angry.

"How can this be measured by spirit stones?!"

That's the relics of the true gods! It's still antiquity!

This guy is simply a frog at the bottom of the well, I don't know what to say!

"That's a pity."

Sang Luo looked at him with a smile, and lightly spit out this sentence in his thin lips, word by word,

"I'm not interested!"

It's just a little inheritance, compared to the inheritance of miracles and the path of enlightenment, she wants to see him disappear, die under the thunder, and pay the price he deserves!

"I want to see you die more than ancient miracles!"

The girl pinched the trick in her hand and released the last trace of spiritual power.

The Nine Heavens Thunder fell on the long river of time one by one, stirring up the river in this area, forming a thunderstorm that was no less powerful than the thunder sea-

Sikong's face changed drastically, his voice was hoarse, and he was full of fear,

"Crazy, you're crazy!"

He sacrificed his Dharma form again and again, intending to escape from here.

But it was too late.

The thick heavenly thunder fell, slashing straight towards his heavenly spirit, the power of the thunder was strong, and the moment it entered the body, it was half a life for his stump body.

Sang Luo stood in the thunder sea, coldly watching Sikong Jing's vitality be consumed by the thunder little by little, and finally survived in the thunder sea.

"Kill me this way. You won't live either! Sikong let out a roar in his throat, scolding Sang Luo angrily,

"You frog at the bottom of the well, a slave of sin in the nether world, don't go on a good road, you have to cling to these empty things."

"You deserve to be buried here with me today!"

He scolded and scolded, but suddenly raised his head and laughed, his tone mocking,

"Even if such a special personality can be done, it will return to dust, to dust!"

"No one will remember you, you think you're a hero, but you're just a fool who breaks off the road!"

Sang Luo stood in the sea of thunder, letting the thunderbolts above the heavenly domain descend on his body.

"Buried with you?"

She sneered,

"You're the only one who will die!"

The storm formed by the thunder sea rolled up the corners of the girl's clothes, thunder and lightning added to the body, and the blue-purple light made a sizzling sound, lingering around the girl's body, lining her like a god descending into the world.

As she stepped forward step by step into the void, the river of time trembled.

The next moment the thunderstorm fell, Sang Luo grabbed the thunder that was split from above the nine heavens in his hand without changing his face, turned into a sword qi, and hit Sikong Jing who was lying on top of the lonely boat——

"Do you think everyone is as wasted as you?"

Heaven and earth aura has circulation and can be transformed.

She was able to crush the Immortal Thunder Tribulation that day.

Now the power of the Thunder Tribulation in this Immortal King Realm can naturally be turned into one's own use.

After being hacked so many times, there should always be some experience.

The sword qi turned into thunder entered the body, and Sikong's eyes were full of disbelief.

"How is this possible?"

When Sang Luo raised his hand, these thousands of thunderbolts actually moved according to her wishes, turning into sword qi and strangling him.

"If you do too much injustice and die under the thunder, you will die as you deserve!"

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