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.

The river and the sky are the same color, and all of them are the red of blood. The high temperature makes the smell of blood in the air evaporate faster, thicker, and more tangy.

Ziqi had no choice, he could only make an extremely bold move. This is no longer a problem of the battle of formations, now they are no longer able to solve these problems, even if they are royal, now if there is no strong person beyond this level to appear, all this is slim.

Not only to fight to the death, but also to fight fiercely. What's more, now that they are unpopular, if they fight again, they don't know how much they will have to pay, and it may be much more than before.

Ziqi took a deep breath and calmed down his mood, he had to stabilize himself in order to truly stabilize the army's heart.

The voice was not loud, but it was full of majesty, which made people irresistible, "Respected Angel Leader, I, Ziqi, as the supreme commander of the human realm, declared war on you alone, I don't know if you dare to fight?"

Everyone was shocked in their hearts, is this Ziqi going crazy? After his strength was positioned at the True Immortal Eight Heavens, he had not been promoted again for decades. Although his talent is amazing, and he has the same strength as his father back then, he is not his father after all. The four Heavenly Dao physiques are one, what kind of existence is that? One Heavenly Dao body is enough to be proud of the world.

And he himself is a Qilin, one of the three supreme divine beasts of antiquity. As long as it grows to the late stage, it will generally become an "angel" of the Heavenly Dao. In addition to the amazing talent, there is no too terrifying anti-heaven strength. What did he do with the twelve-winged angel who was already an immortal-level powerhouse before his death?

The angels of the light system become the fallen angels of the dark system. It can only be achieved by going through countless wars and transformation, which is equivalent to being reborn in blood, and there is only killing and blood in their eyes. Their combat power far surpassed that of those monks of the same rank.

All the while, they were synonymous with terrible, death. Wherever they appear, there will be rivers of blood in that place. This battlefield is naturally not short of blood. The presence of bones.

The twelve-winged angel flapped lightly, and a hint of brightness flashed in his single eye, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "Have courage, come." I'm engaged!"

"Qi'er. Don't be reckless and stop. "Otherwise, it will lead to a catastrophe, and everyone will follow the sound and look for 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 became extremely calm. Old-fashioned, he has his own way of looking at 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.

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 unjust soul and today, in the battle of the Four Realms, countless high-level monks, who are not afraid of life and death, are only angry for him, 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 Fenghuo Opera princes, 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, do you mean that you are afraid that your grandson will not be able to beat me, so do you want your grandson and grandson to go together? ”

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.

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 unjust soul and today, in the battle of the Four Realms, countless high-level monks, who are not afraid of life and death, are only angry for him, 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 Fenghuo Opera princes, 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, do you say, are you afraid that your grandson will not be able to beat me, and you want your grandson to go up together? If this is the case, I will take it all alone.

Zifeng was not angry, his voice was unwavering, I just wanted to persuade her not to fight with you, if he insisted on doing so, I would not stop him. After all, now he is the monarch and I am the minister.

Ziqi Dao, Imperial Grandfather. I have made up my mind, don't stand in the way. I'm going to fight in place of my father.

Zifeng Dao, 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, Fight with my father's emperor? Do you think that when he was positioned in the Nine Heavens, he suppressed his strength before he ascended, do you think, if my father is standing here today, you still dare to shout here? You face him, and you don't even need to see the shadow to see you and die. It's just that my son is not promising, and he has been dying here with you.

The first blow ended easily, and everyone could still see the depth of it.

Ziqi's casual blow to the purple gods, and the attack of the twelve-winged wings hit a balanced liliang. It looks similar, but it's actually quite different.

With this blow, it was already possible to see the distance between the two people.

The twelve-winged angel said, "Ziqi, are we really going to fight, hand over a few of your father's brothers......!"

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