The blood-colored battlefield, the corpses are all over the field, the river through the sky has long lost its former majesty, the waves crash on the shore for 3,000 zhang, and the waves sweep away the heroes of the past. And today, the blood and water then go to the heavenly river. From a distance, the bones floated on the blood-colored river and slowly floated from afar, like the water flowing out of hell, which was terrifying.

He didn't give Ziqi a chance to breathe at all, he seemed to have guessed something, knowing that this battle had to be resolved quickly, and if he could really kill this Ziqi, he would undoubtedly have made a great contribution, and he would definitely receive a great reward after returning to the Demon Domain. It is even very likely that the position of Generalissimo of the Demon Domain, which has been vacant for a long time, can fall into his pocket, all of this depends on today's creation. 、

The sun was already at noon, and the blood-red sun radiated extremely high temperatures and steamed everywhere in the human world. The earth, in the rivers, in the forests, in the mountains, in the desert, everywhere was stained with blood, and even the color of the sky turned red.

After being baked by the high temperature of the sun, the blood evaporated and melted into the air, and the originally colorless and tasteless air gradually became blood-red, and there was an extremely pungent smell of blood, if it weren't for the fact that everyone was considered a high-level monk, how could they bear it.

The Twelve Winged Angels are not passive defense, but active in attack. Standing in a straight line, they want to attack each other, it's too easy. If you don't resist, it's easy to get a fatal blow.

The twelve-winged angel said, "You also made a move just now, and I have been passive. Now, it's time for me to move my muscles. ”

As soon as the words fell, he didn't care about any of Ziqi's actions. After observing the wind and grass around him, the magic power in his body moved, and instantly covered the surface of his body.

A huge mass of mana rapidly expanded. In less than an instant, all his wings that spread out dozens of feet were wrapped in it. The black magic that has been tumbling seems to be wrapped around the ancient demon god who can devour the heavens and the earth

Ziqi shouted softly, and the whole person was like a jumping flyer, holding the purple gold divine sword that flashed with purple light, and slashed towards the twelve-winged face door with the power of splitting Huashan with the power of Liliang, and the endless wind brought out by the terrifying power made everyone frightened, even the twelve-winged angel himself flashed a trace of strange color in his eyes.

How could the twelve-winged angel be afraid of him, although the angel is a product of magic, it is a bloody battle for many years in the second life. He has developed a good skill in melee combat, his wings have been cut off by the enemy I don't know how many times, and half of his face has been cut off directly by a powerful enemy with an axe. Later, he stabbed the enemy again. He has slaughtered all the saints, and he has also swept away the immortals, so much glory makes him fearless in the face of all melee combat.

He burst into a shout, and the golden holy sword in his hand exuded a black glow, like a black dragon in hell, moving rapidly in the blood-red space. Everywhere you go. Even space was ruthlessly torn apart.

He didn't choose to dodge, but to fight it.

In his life, attack was more effective than defense.

So he didn't choose to dodge, but went against the current, and the long sword in his hand was fiercely picked up, and he met the purple divine dragon that was slashed down by the purple qi.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth changed color, and a terrifying black cloud suddenly pressed down on the crimson blood sky. Shrouded the place in the dark. From time to time, thunder swept through the black clouds, reflecting in this blood-colored space. It's as terrifying as the Demon Domain. Everyone couldn't help but shudder, only to hear a shocking dragon roar, and two thousands of long purple and black divine rays collided again.

"Ding~" The long swords in the hands of the two people intersected together again, and at that moment, the entire shijie fell silent. Where the two swords met, a dazzling glow erupted, making it impossible to look at directly. The terrifying shockwave forcibly shifted several of the Ancient Arrays out of position.

The sound of the blow shook all the monks below the immortal level to the point that their ears bled and they became temporarily deaf. Those people could not accept this reality, and the severe pain made them can't help but scream, and millions of monks shouted at the same time, shaking the whole world and the earth, and the lead cloud in the sky was scattered in an instant.

The moment the two people made contact, they separated in an instant, and the terrible backlash force was difficult for even them to bear. Ziqi couldn't say the bitterness in his heart, this blow shocked his arm numb, not to mention, and even the tiger's mouth was torn. How strong is the other party's liliang, if his own blow goes down, if it is magnified into a god, it will definitely be able to sink a continent. And the opponent didn't even feel the slightest feeling, which was really scary.

Of course, he won't lose face, and even if it hurts again, he won't frown. Still like a king, the purple gold divine sword in his right hand naturally hung down, and the injury of the tiger's mouth was healed by him in an instant.

The twelve-winged angel daxiao said, "Ziqi, how do you feel, are your arms still comfortable?do you want to come again~" Between the words, a burst of light erupted in his eyes, and his words were full of provocation.

Ziqi smiled and said: "I'm not comfortable, I'm afraid you won't be better than which, if it weren't for your level suppression, the blow I just gave you, your left and right bodies would have already been separated." ”

The twelve-winged angel said, "That's natural, each has its own advantages, if you weren't wearing a set of ancient artifacts and a unicorn body to protect yourself, how could you dare to shout like this here, come, eat my sword again!"

He didn't give Ziqi a chance to breathe at all, he seemed to have guessed something, knowing that this battle had to be resolved quickly, and if he could really kill this Ziqi, he would undoubtedly have made a great contribution, and he would definitely receive a great reward after returning to the Demon Domain. It is even very likely that the position of Generalissimo of the Demon Domain, which has been vacant for a long time, can fall into his pocket, all of this depends on today's creation. 、

The sun was already at noon, and the blood-red sun radiated extremely high temperatures and steamed everywhere in the human world. The earth, in the rivers, in the forests, in the mountains, in the desert, everywhere was stained with blood, and even the color of the sky turned red.

After being baked by the high temperature of the sun, the blood evaporated and melted into the air, and the originally colorless and tasteless air gradually became blood-red, and there was still an extremely pungent smell of blood, if not everyone was considered a high-level monk. How can they endure it?

The Twelve Winged Angels are not passive defense, but active in attack. They stand in a straight line and want to attack each other. It's too easy. If you don't resist, it's easy to get a fatal blow.

For millions of years, after a long period of baptism, he has become extremely calm, sophisticated, and has his own way of doing things.

Since birth, until today. He has always been in a high position. Even if he abdicated for a hundred years today, the majesty of the superior on his body has become more and more intense. The gestures give people an invisible oppressive force, making people surrender to their feet.

He rose from the ground in the midst of thousands of purple crowds. Standing in the higher void, he looked at the thousands of Three Realms armies on the opposite side with an expressionless face.

I felt a little emotional, the life and death of nearly 100 million lives back then, I thought it was for Ziwei to be buried with me. Unexpectedly, Zuihou has become an underground ghost and today. Battle of the Four Realms. Countless high-level monks, who are not afraid of life and death, are only angry for him alone, is it really worth it?

According to legend, in the ancient years, in addition to the Zi family, most places were still in the ordinary dynasty replacement, and a generation of faint monarchs, Zhou Youwang, and the princes of the Beacon Fire Opera. Just to win the praise of the beauty and smile. In the end, he lost his good fortune.

The twelve-winged angel sneered, "Old man Zifeng, could it be said." Are you afraid that your grandson will not be able to beat me, so do you want your grandson and grandson to go together? If that is the case, I will take it all by myself. ”

Zi Feng was not angry, and said in a voiceless voice: "I just want to persuade her not to fight with you, if he wants to insist on doing this, I will not stop it." After all, now he is the monarch and I am the minister. ”

Ziqi said: "Grandpa Huang." I have made up my mind, don't stand in the way. I'm going to fight in place of my father. ”

Zifeng said: "Then you go, be careful, he is very strong." After speaking, he didn't even look back, and disappeared directly into the sky. ”

The Twelve-Winged Angel sneered: "Fight in place of your father? Joke, it would be good if your father could fight me a few times here, you are still too tender, I don't want to fight you, go back, hand over the few people I want." ”

Ziqi said loudly: "Fighting with my father, I want to suppress his strength when he was positioned in the Nine Heavens and suppressed his strength before he ascended, do you think that if my father is standing here today, you still dare to shout here? It's just that my son is not promising, and he has been dying here with you. ”

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the twelve-winged angel, and he said coldly, "You are looking for death!" He can tolerate the enemy to pin him, but he can't tolerate others looking down on him, which is a great provocation to him. In the face of such a person, he must be killed.

Ziqi shouted lightly: "Take it!" As soon as the words fell, he waved the purple gold long sword, and a purple divine light broke through the sky, and where it passed, the void was completely cracked.

The sound of "silk~silk~" kept coming, and the powerful soul power on the purple god mangled corroded the space, forcibly pulling the blood-colored space apart, and a huge crack could not heal for a long time.

All the onlookers were shocked, if this touched their bodies at all, they would have no way to live, and the true immortal cultivators of the same level, the real attack power of weishenme was so far apart.

Twelve wings flapped into the void, and flying spiritual feathers scattered throughout the void. Back then, he was a scattered holy light technique, shining on the world. And today, a little black divine light tore through the void, forming a terrifying hurricane, forcing towards the purple qi's divine light with a sweeping momentum.

All those who were left alone fled for their lives, eager to enter the great array in an instant. With the protection of the large array, they were able to dodge the shockwave of this blow. Otherwise, the power of the terrible concussion could tear their bodies to shreds in an instant.

Seven hurricanes and a purple divine light collided in the void, and the huge shock wave generated was almost like a large array, and the void didn't know how many times it had been shattered by this terrifying destructive force.

The whole world was silent, and everyone didn't expect that the power of this first blow would be so terrifying.

An old man in the human world exclaimed: "This power has surpassed the realm of ordinary true immortals, it's so terrifying!"

Everyone was surprised and turned to look at the old man. This is a very powerful sword immortal, the strength is so strong that it is amazing, the powerful sword immortal who was known as the first scattered cultivation in the world back then, has been an immortal for many years, and when he is ready to soar, but because of such a thing in this human world, he has not left, and his prestige is also convincing to everyone.

Qi'er, remember not to be reckless, stop quickly, otherwise you will break into a catastrophe Everyone followed the sound and went to find that person.

Ziqi, who was about to make a move, forcibly stopped his steps about to move forward after hearing this.

The speaker was none other than the previous Heavenly Star City Lord, Ziwei's father, the first person in the assassination list, and the current Heavenly Star City Lord's imperial grandfather Zifeng.

For millions of years, after a long period of baptism, he has become extremely calm, sophisticated, and has his own way of doing things.

Since his birth and until today, he has held a high position. Even if he abdicated for a hundred years today, the majesty of the superior on his body has become more and more intense. The gestures give people an invisible oppressive force, making people surrender to their feet.

He rose from the ground from the thousands of purple crowds and stood in the higher void, looking at the thousands of Three Realms armies opposite him with an expressionless face. (To be continued......)