Even if the emperor's city is deep, seeing Zhang Youde under his nose, it is inevitable that he will be a little out of shape when he is rescued.

Emperor Lin, his eyes were cold, and anger appeared on the face of the emperor, and said, "Ao Qianyuan, have you decided the fate of Xihua City?"

Ao Qianyuan, his eyes were slightly condensed, and he smiled freely: "Haha, Emperor Lin, my future has been thought out, and I don't need you to care." ”

lifted the robe with one hand, knelt on both knees, and bowed solemnly to Wu Qingfeng.

Wu Qingfeng, frightened by Ao Qianyuan's sudden bow, prepared to help Ao Qianyuan up with both hands, and said, "Old city lord, why are you doing this? ”

Ao Qianyuan, with a shock of mana, waved Wu Qingfeng's hands, took out a token from his waist, with the word "Xihua" written on it, handed it to Wu Qingfeng, and said: "The old man has spent his whole life, the only thing he can't let go of is Xihua City, can you accept this token?"

Ao Qianyuan was in the battle to support the city, Wu Qingfeng had no choice but to take the token and said, "Old city lord, your trick is really ruthless." Don't worry, after Ao Ziyi grows up, I will hand it over to him. ”

Ao Qianyuan got up, looked at Emperor Lin and asked with a smile: "The old man is unrestrained now, can Emperor Lin dare to fight to the death?"

Emperor Lin, mana surged, ready to make a move, Ling Haoran pressed Di Lin's shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "This old thing has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, and it has cultivated to the three tribulations of the Spirit Tribulation Realm. ”

"It's stronger than that old thing in the Heavenly Spirit Sect, endure the anger of the moment, and the overall situation is important. ”

Emperor Lin, retracted his mana, took a deep breath, calmed his angry heart, and said: "Ao Qianyuan, Zhang Youde is useless to me, just give it to you, can you leave now?"

Ao Qianyuan, who had come here with the heart of death, had thought that the emperor would be able to swallow this breath.

But Ao Qianyuan watched that the descendants died one by one, but he couldn't swallow the qi accumulated for hundreds of years.

The figure flashed, the void shattered inch by inch, and the subtle control did not let the void shatter, which was done when there was still reason.

At this time, Ao Qianyuan no longer needs to be rational, and only a war can comfort the dead souls of future generations, fight darkly, and die in battle.

Emperor Lin has regressed, Ao Qianyuan has to force a battle, although there is a gap in cultivation, but Emperor Lin still thinks, Ao Qianyuan's soul, since you want to fight, I will accompany you to the end.

Emperor Lin, the mana flowed, shook Ling Haoran's arm, and said: "Protect my disciple of the Instrument Sect, I took this old immortal soul and came to refine it." ”

The battle between the two was about to break out, the mana overflowed, the void was shattered, and the Qizong Square and the front hall were beaten to pieces.

Ling Haoran, a disciple of the Mana Wrapper Sect, retreated to a place where the battle between the two could not be reached.

Wu Qingfeng, grabbed Han Qiusheng, had already retreated far away, and some monks and racial creatures who came to see the excitement failed to escape in time, and were beaten to the point of destruction by the overflowing mana.

Inside the Emperor's Peak, it was extremely hot, like a big furnace, steaming, and there was a trace of blood wafting in the air.

The three of Feng Zhenhai who entered the interior of Emperor Peak focused their eyes on a huge gilded smelting furnace.

The gilded smelting furnace was fixed to the ground like a cauldron, full of bubbling molten slurry, and the air around it was distorted.

Above the gilt smelting furnace, there was a glowing iron ball, which was held in mid-air by four iron chains on the wall.

Inside the iron ball, the dark light flickered, and from time to time there was a terrible scream, Lingzhen looked at the iron ball, and his eyes were a little blazing: "Inside the iron ball is the emperor's soul, which was captured by the battle in the ring." ”

Feng Zhenhai, releasing his soul power, probed the entire Emperor Peak inside and out, and asked, "Where are the Emperor's soldiers?"

The corpse man smiled gloomily and said, "Hehe, it's far away in front of you." ”

"The hot molten slurry in the smelting furnace has an imperial atmosphere. ”

Lingzhen said: "The soldier is close to taking shape, if you miss this opportunity, there will be no next time, let's shoot together Cui Kuai its formation." ”

The spirit pattern of the mountain peak shone, and there were bursts of spiritual power fluctuations, Feng Zhenhai, urged: "Someone came, and they didn't find the formation I laid out, it shouldn't be the emperor's landing." ”

Suddenly, from the edge of the wall, two spiritual lights flashed, and the spiritual light turned into a human form, it was Ling Haoran who called to see the situation of Emperor Zhuanfeng, Butterfly Dance, Yue Heng.

The three of them were shrouded in a black mist of corpse qi, Yue Heng released his soul power, it was difficult to see the true faces of the three of them, he didn't know what the three of them cultivated, and decided to wait for the emperor to come, and he was making a decision, which was safer.

He said in a deep voice: "I don't care who the three are, retreat quickly to Yue, and act as if nothing had happened." ”

Ling Zhen, too lazy to talk nonsense with Yue Heng, the most important thing is to take the emperor's soldiers as a matter of urgency, and a cultivation aura that belongs to the Spirit Tribulation Realm erupted.

Yue Heng, using his spiritual power, dispersed the aura of Lingzhen's cultivation, and said, "Not long after breaking through the Spirit Tribulation Realm, my cultivation was unstable, and there was no condensed mana. ”

In the northern land, the Instrument Sect is full of intelligence disciples, and they don't know that there has been a breakthrough in the cultivation of the soul realm cultivator recently, so it is certain that the three of them do not belong to the northern land, otherwise they will not be covered by black mist.

Emperor Tuo Peak, refining the emperor's soldiers, except for the most core disciples of the Instrument Sect, no one else knows, and the monks of the other sects only have Ling Haoran, and Ling Zhen has seen it.

Combined with all kinds of speculations, Butterfly Dance affirmed: "Lingzhen, who gave you the dog guts, dare to come to the Qizong to grab things." ”

Lingzhen was silent, he didn't admit it, whatever you said, his figure flashed, and outside the black mist of corpse qi that shrouded his body, there was a faint trace of mana.

A punch blasted out, the space distorted and shook, and the quality of the mana was too low to shatter the void, and it was close to the limit rule of one blow.

Yue Heng, with a shock of luck, the black wooden box behind him spun and flew in front of him, and he slapped it out and said: "Six Dao Wonder Soldiers." ”

The black wooden box closed and opened, and six strange weapons flew out, each emitting different energy.

A bull-headed black iron hammer, wrapped in black demonic energy, a four-foot long sword, the sword body is surrounded by white rays.

A cyan scythe, ghostly light flashing, a bone finger, ghostly aura, a bird skull, a trace of dark green demonic qi floating, a page of scriptures, golden light and Buddha qi gathering.

Six strange soldiers, like six paths, deduce reincarnation, collide with Lingzhen's punch, "bang", Lingzhen's body was shocked, retreating hundreds of meters, six kinds of energy lingered, frantically eroding the right arm.

Lingzhen grabbed his right arm with his left hand, and his spiritual power was like a spring, suppressing and dispersing the six kinds of energy.

Lingzhen cultivation has reached the Spirit Tribulation Realm, although it has not condensed too much mana, but it is not ordinary, and the Soul Realm cultivators can contend with it.

It was so easy that he was injured by the six weapons that Yue Heng sacrificed.

Feng Zhenhai, who was in the black mist corpse qi, looked solemn, and said with soul power: "Corpse Dao person, can you be sure to defeat this person?"

The corpse Dao people responded to Feng Zhenhai with practical actions, turned into mist, fused with the black mist corpse qi that enveloped him, and divided into six clouds of mist and rushed towards the six strange soldiers.

Yue Heng's soul power could not be explored, and where was the mist where the corpse Dao person's true body was, so he had to seal his hands and make a jet black mark, fusing into the six strange soldiers.

Six strange soldiers, the light is blazing, and the energy fluctuates, causing the space to distort slightly.

Six clouds of mist collided with six strange soldiers, and five of them easily dispersed the black mist.

Only the white bone finger representing the Dao of the Hungry Ghost failed to dispel the black mist corpse qi, and Yue Heng's face suddenly changed drastically, and he said, "It's not good." ”

The black mist corpse qi that surrounded him turned into a human form and said with a smile: "Good treasure." ”

The corpse Dao man in the mist, the corpse qi in the palm of his hand condensed into a circular Dao "Bing" character imprint, the bone finger on the imprint floated, the corpse Dao man held it hard, and the "Bing" character imprint was integrated into the bone finger.

The white bone finger turned black, and the corpse man pulled his left hand, ripped off the middle finger of his right hand, put the black bone finger in the position of the severed finger, and fused the black bone finger with the hand.

The corpse man, with his left hand constantly stroking, and the middle finger of his right hand, said: "With this bone finger, the road of my Dao can start to walk." ”

Yue Heng put the five strange soldiers back into the wooden box, and said secretly: "I actually cut off the connection between me and the bone finger." ”

I am afraid that the other five strange soldiers will be taken away by the corpse Dao people like bone fingers, and it is safer to put them in a wooden box, so as not to be taken away.

Butterfly Dance asked, "What's going on?"

Yue Heng looked helpless and said, "It was snatched away." ”

The Six Dao Miracle Soldiers, each of which is not easy to refine, is blessed by the Six Dao Qi Luck, representing the basic energy rules of the Six Dao, and the power that can be exerted in the Xuan Realm is already top-notch.

However, Yue Heng's cultivation was not good, and he was snatched away in an instant, Butterfly Dance was angry, and her beautiful face was wrinkled with layers of wrinkles.

Said: "Six Dao Wonder Soldiers, how many resources did the sect master spend to let the Holy Sect help you refine it, and it was snatched away so easily, it's really useless." ”

The cultivation of the three people has just broken through the Spirit Tribulation Realm, Yue Heng wants to sacrifice the Six Dao Strange Soldiers as soon as possible, this killer weapon shocks the three of them, but he never thought that the corpse Dao people understand the way of controlling the troops, forcibly control the troops, and snatch them away.

The corpse man, the corpse qi surged, flowing into the bone finger, and the surrounding heaven and earth suddenly produced a breath of indescribable charm, which was recognized by heaven and earth, and became a self-contained.

Butterfly dance, said: "It is the charm of the Tao, and it is a new Tao." "The hands are sealed, and they want to stop the corpse Dao people, and they are a piece of their own.

Butterfly dance, the headdress full of spiritual weapons in the bun, blooming with colorful light, the headdress is detached from the bun, spinning and flying in the air, forming a circular jade plate.

The butterfly danced in the sky, hit the jade plate with a palm, and said: "Colorful, blooming, colorful and breaking the sky." ”

The jade plate, the light is intertwined, like a seven-colored rainbow, beautiful, from the round jade plate, bursting out of a colorful beam.

The corpse man, with his four fingers bent, his middle finger raised, ghost qi and corpse qi, as well as his right arm, a blood-red broken holy sword, looming.

The holy sword detached from the arm and flew to the middle finger, the luck of heaven and earth changed, and at this moment, the corpse Dao man seemed to be the king who ruled the heaven and earth.

The corpse Taoist pointed out and said: "Ten thousand laws and ten thousand changes, a thousand laws of illusion, ghoul two qi, melt, broken holy relics, melt, ghoul holy relics, now." ”

A stream of Taoist charm, ripples, corpse people out of their own way, sanctification can be expected.

The corpse man, the middle finger is pointed at, on the blood-red holy sword, the holy sword exudes a strong saint's will, like a saint coming to the world.

Dao: "The ghoul holy relic, the remnants of the sacred." "The will of the saint is like the substance, and within a radius of 100 meters, there is a blood-red holy will.

The seven-colored beam of light shot out by the butterfly dance was concentrated by the blood-red holy intent, and it was suppressed so that it was difficult to move an inch, and the seven-colored beam half a meter away from the corpse Dao man stood still.

Yue Heng was also blocked by the Blood Red Holy Intent, no matter how he used his spiritual power and released his soul power, it was useless.

Most of the entire Instrument Sect was destroyed, and only the remaining ones survived under the protection of Ling Haoran and mana.

There was no normal space around, and there was a broken void everywhere, as if I was in a strange space with a dark purple.

Emperor Lin, Ao Qianyuan, the mana outside the body is vast, constantly colliding, and the space that has just been repaired is shattered again.