Chapter 901: Lore Move 10

Advance from behind the battlefield and march to the front of the city of Lizhou.

Emperor Brahma felt the gaze of Yun Jitian, and slowly raised his head to meet the cold and peerless eyes.

The confrontation between the two was like thunder and fire, and it exploded in the air with a bang, just the sight was like thousands of sharp arrows fired together.

This is the first time since the battlefield opened, and the two kings clearly looked at each other on the battlefield at close range.

The cold and murderous iron rage deterrence, the gentle but murderous hidden eyes, two by two, without any language exchange.

The battlefield below was surging with a tide, and the entire killing field became more and more hot in an instant.

Looking up at the clouds and heavens standing tall, the corners of Emperor Brahma's mouth outlined a hint of a very happy smile, and slowly stretched out his hand.

A little bit towards the clouds and heavens, and silently lips towards the clouds and heavens.

Kill.

Yun Jitian's eyes narrowed at a glance, and his shape had not moved, when suddenly his eyes suddenly froze, and his silver hair flew wildly in an instant.

In the midst of the sudden change in the aura of this cloud and sky, in the dark night of fierce fighting in all directions, suddenly twelve purple-red rays of light suddenly shot out.

From all directions, it shot towards the clouds and the sky.

Twelve Purple Venerable Kings.

Sneak attack, sneak attack, the soldiers and horses of Wangtianya who were fighting fiercely below had not yet reacted, and the four directions under Yun Jitian also rushed out six purple-red rays at the same moment, and they rushed towards the twelve purple lights that rushed forward.

Six Purple Kings, six characters in the Twenty-Eight Nakshatras.

Two against one.

In an instant, the purple light was sheng, and the eighteen purple kings were fighting together in mid-air.

And in this instant, in the extremely dark night, three golden-red rays of light slowly rose from behind Emperor Brahma.

The three of them, wrapped in a cloud of golden red light, stepped into the air and headed towards the clouds.

The golden and red fighting spirit surpasses the place of the Purple Venerable King.

This is the killing move of Emperor Brahma

More than half of this article has passed, and the content conflict that follows should be more intense.

I'm going to think about it, I'm going to think about it, so it's ten watches.

I'll slip, don't throw bricks.