Luo Yang felt a sense in his heart and knew that there was a great enemy sitting on the cloud head watching the battle.

This great enemy must be a person in the Saint Rank, and he is not an ordinary Saint Rank.

The holy breath is like a bright sun, and the ferocity is blazing to the extreme, unconsciously causing climate change between heaven and earth.

"The Taigu Zhu family actually dispatched such a powerful sage, but when I seized the imperial qi here, he watched from the sidelines, and he didn't have the slightest intention of defending it. Oh, it seems that there are disputes everywhere, and the Zhu family is not monolithic, and it is only relative to say that the Taigu clan is united. Luo Yang pretended not to know, and continued to harvest the lives of those lower and middle emperors. Since you have the courage to come and rob, you must be prepared for the annihilation of the whole army.

"! We were tricked, Zhu Tiancheng, that yin man, deliberately hurt me, etc.!" The emperor of the Zhu family's hawk faction complained bitterly, and now it is too late to know that it is a pit, Luo Yang does not have the kindness of a woman, the last time he let go of those five people was to lure more, and now it is to harvest.

In the clouds, the four people of Zhu Gusha stood beside Zhu Tiancheng and trembled, they were only middle emperors, and they felt that they were very remarkable, but when they saw the frozen blue light spreading, the god-like human being slaughtered with a big sword, and their hearts were cold, and they couldn't help touching their heads, and said in their hearts: "It's still that my uncle has eyesight, and I know that the other party is not easy to mess with, so the four of us almost got in." ”

Luo Yang didn't have time to care what they thought in the Zhugu Temple, the power of the palace had completely evolved, and the blue light from the Taicang temple was rampant, and under the control of the Emicia Palace, even the emperor-level figures fell into it, and they couldn't break free in a short time.

Only this kind of demonic cold energy, which is rare in the world, can play such a terrifying role.

In fact, for Luo Yang, he only did two businesses. The first business was on the Blue Devil Ice Field, especially when Kun Ling faced the Taicang Temple, pouring out divine grace to break through the temple was equivalent to exchanging divine grace for demonic cold energy.

The second business is the battle situation in front of you, exchanging demonic cold energy for imperial energy. If the gods knew about Luo Yang's way of dealing with huàn, they would have to vomit blood. Divine grace is a much more advanced thing than the royal spirit, and it is obviously a loss-making transaction to exchange huàn from top to bottom!

However, Luo Yang didn't think that this was a loss-making business, the divine grace was useless to him, and it was easy to attract the attention of the relative gods if it was stored for too long, or it should be called surveillance.

Bai Xiubei and Black Capricorn are also acting, but their speed is by no means as fast as Luo Yang, and their lethality is much worse. You must know that Luo Yang's bones are branded with the Xuantian War Pattern, and this Xuantian War Pattern has devoured the crystals of the god-level War Pattern, and the power is ridiculously strong, and every time the Taichong Sword attacks, there is no trace, not even a trace of light and shadow can be seen, but the lethality is terrifyingly strong.

"Click, click, click......"

Even the head of the seventh-level emperor was cut off by Luo Yang, and under the entangled demonic cold, it made the leapfrog battle extremely easy.

However, the eighth-level emperors were an insurmountable barrier, and their defenses were super strong, not to mention those emperor-level figures whose imperial aura was as vast as the abyss! For these primeval powerhouses, they could only be restricted, but they could not be wiped out vigorously.

Even so, Luo Yang also killed enough, the enemies below the eighth-level emperor were almost completely wiped out, and he got the net worth of these emperors, and the heads and bodies fell into the Heavenly Copper City, and in time, many people could be fulfilled.

"Full speed ahead. Luo Yang shouted.

"Moo!" Kun Ling stretched out his head, hands and feet, and swiped his body vigorously. Those large holy soldiers lost the control of their masters, encountered the blue cold and froze, and it was difficult to play an effective role, and they fell into the Heavenly Copper City with the emperor who killed them, and their own slaves picked up the spoils for emergency disposal.

"We can't let them run away, we have lost face today. "At the risk of being hit hard, the Emperor of the Zhu Family stretched out his arms to tear the frozen air, and shot out a piece of black light to envelop Kun Ling.

"Moo, moo, moo......"

Kun Ling roared, as a strategic-level war beast, except for breathing, when it shrank its head and brain, it couldn't fight?

The next moment, the rumbling sound shook the heavens and the earth, and the huge flat feet slapped towards the emperor, along with the black light and freezing air, and fanned far away, without waiting for the other emperors to react, it turned sideways and slapped it hard, shooting these strong people out for a distance, and then slid its body away.

"Is this really an undergrown Kun Ling?" the Zhu family emperor was furious, including those who were hiding in the clouds with the old lady Zhu Bingren.

The old lady Zhu Bingren has a noble status, and is the sixth of the nine sages of the Zhu family, and is said to be a great sword saint. It's just that no one has ever seen him sword, because the one who has seen him shoot is dead.

Although the emperor who is attacking Kun Ling is from the Zhu family's hawk faction, they belong to different factions. Zhu Bingren sat idly by, seeing the fall of many emperors, he didn't even blink his eyes, waited until Kun Ling left quickly, and added a heart-piercing sentence: "Hmph, these idiots can also be promoted to the imperial level, they are completely the residue of resources." Since you call yourself a hawk, you must be mentally prepared for setbacks!"

"Yes, Taigong said yes. Under the leadership of Zhu Tiancheng, two hundred emperors lined up on both sides like courtiers, echoing their voices.

Two hundred emperors! This lineup should not be underestimated. Moreover, among the two hundred emperors, the lower emperors can be called rare, basically all of them are middle emperors, and their strength is unfathomable.

After a while, someone sent a report on the statistical results: "Emperor Ming, it can be determined that the person who controls the Kun Spirit is the human race Luo Yang that the gods and saints are competing to find. At this point in the battle, the hawks had lost a total of sixty-three emperors, including forty lower emperors, nineteen middle emperors, and four upper seventh-level emperors. The remaining 26 injured and 8 seriously injured are receiving emergency treatment. ”

"Hmph, just like that, I want to embark on the road of expansion, it's really fearless for the ignorant. "Zhu Bingren's face is not good, if he thinks that he doesn't care, it is a big mistake, although he can sit back and watch the emperors of other factions in the family die, it does not mean that he is still calm.

Zhu Tiancheng knew the temperament of this princess, so he didn't even dare to breathe more, lowered his head and stayed honestly, not daring to touch the prince's moldy head at this time.

Zhu Tiancheng is not the only smart person, the old fox present is not in the minority, hurry up and gesture to the juniors, don't flatter the wind at this time, the old lady really wants to see the hawks deflated, but that Terran Luo Yang has gone too far, and the storm is brewing.

The Zhu family hawks really lost face this time, and the losses exceeded their bottom line.

Originally, I thought that this Kun Ling would be difficult to fight, and it would lose at most twenty emperors in the white-hot battle, but this was the result of counting the bulk strategic materials purchased by Bai Xiubei and Black Capricorn from the bazaar.

However, he never imagined that in such a short period of time, the losses would reach three times the estimate, and that it would take ten or even a hundred years for those heavily injured emperors to recover, and they were basically in a state of semi-ruin during this period.

The more this is the case, the more the hawks can't give up, so those emperors got rid of the blue freezing air and chased after them, but unexpectedly, the thunder sound bloomed overhead, and the Heavenly Copper City hit a star-passing shuttle.