"Hmph! A bunch of waste also wants to compete with this seat for the dragon yuan. ”

As soon as the voice fell, one step at a time, as if the speed of teleportation, before everyone could react, Emperor Shakti had already appeared on the left side of Long Yuan.

Reach out.

Long Yuan was immediately held up in his right hand by Emperor Shakti.

"Snort!"

There was a soft thud.

It's just that the dragon yuan that appeared just now was extremely hot, and Emperor Shakti's right hand was instantly burned by the high temperature.

"Smack!"

Under the burning pain, Emperor Shakti subconsciously withdrew his right hand, and Long Yuan fell straight to the ground.

At this time, in addition to Xiang Fanchen, everyone was already approaching.

Everyone had different goals, the others were all for Long Yuan, and Nameless was for stopping the Emperor, and from the beginning his purpose was to protect the Emperor.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

Emperor Shakti snorted angrily, and did not pick up Long Yuan for the time being, but directly faced the five people who besieged him.

The dragon yuan is extremely hot now, and it can't be taken at all, and the emperor doesn't care, as long as he gets rid of these few people who don't know how to lift, this dragon yuan is still his own, and no one can take it.

Although Emperor Shakti was injured, his strength was still extremely strong, and after a few moves, even if everyone worked together, he was forced to be unable to advance an inch.

Emperor Shakti was injured, and everyone was not affected, and they were all injured to varying degrees during the battle with the Divine Dragon just now.

Both sides were injured, and they did their best to shoot, and neither of them wanted to fight a protracted battle.

Moment.

Facts have proved that the Emperor Shakti has not lived in vain for thousands of years, and the Sacred Heart Secret is also a supreme magic skill that can bring the dead back to life, although Wu Wushu has been slapped in the face, but everyone is still not his opponent.

After dozens of rounds, everyone was knocked to the ground by Emperor Shakti.

"Poof!"

The people who were already injured were injured again, and they vomited out a mouthful of blood.

"Just because you are also vainly trying to compete for the Dragon Yuan in this seat, are you worthy?"

At the end of the battle, Emperor Shakti taunted everyone as usual.

The taunt ends.

Emperor Shakti turned his head to look at Xiang Fanchen who was standing in place: "Heavenly Sword Song Que, you are very smart and made the right choice, unlike this group of wastes, who thought that their seat was injured by the Divine Dragon, so they tried in vain to seize the Dragon Yuan. ”

Saying this, Emperor Shakti paused slightly, and looked at the five people who were seriously injured on the ground.

"Kill them. From now on, you will be the protector of the Heavenly Gate!"

Everyone in the audience was silent, secretly pranayama to cope with what might happen next.

At this time.

Xiang Fanchen shook his head lightly and said in a low voice: "No, I didn't make a choice, children only make choices, as an adult, I want them all." ”

"Heaven Destroying Jedi: Sword Twenty-Three!"

"Huh?"

Emperor Shakti frowned, and he didn't know how to lift up, so let this seat send you all to hell.

With all his thoughts, Emperor Shakti was about to make a move, preparing to start with Xiang Fanchen and directly slaughter everyone.

Only the next moment, before he could make a move, a hand was violently thrust from behind his back, penetrating through his chest, and he was still holding a heart in his hand, and the heart was beating vigorously.

"This... Shakti looked at the hand that came out of his chest, his eyes round in disbelief.

And at this moment, the figure of Xiang Fanchen opposite Emperor Shakti, like the shadow of water, slowly dissipated.

"What ⊙∀⊙?"

Huangying and the others were also shocked, how did the Heavenly Sword do it? When did he appear behind Emperor Shakti.

Only Nameless had a little understanding, and muttered to himself in a somewhat distracted manner: "Sword Twenty-three, it is indeed a heaven-destroying Jedi." ”

"Poof!"

Emperor Shakti spat out a mouthful of blood, and the pain in his chest was unbearable.

Xiang Fanchen's right hand was endlessly sword intent, and the sword intent invaded his body along Emperor Shakti's chest, destroying his body's abdominal organs and meridians.

"Well, I didn't expect you to be the one who hides the deepest. Ahem. ”

As he spoke, he coughed up another mouthful of blood, and after a pause, Shakti continued in a voice full of resentment and gritted teeth.

"But do you think you'll be able to beat this seat this way? Ahem. ”

"Extreme God Tribulation!"

Suddenly.

As soon as the words fell, an illusory primordial god in the appearance of Emperor Shakti emerged from his battered body.

"This seat wants to break your body into ten thousand pieces to relieve the hatred in your heart. ”

Shakti gritted his teeth.

With that, the phantom directly invaded Xiang Fanchen's body, intending to erase his consciousness and take over control of his body.

This Extreme Divine Tribulation is the most powerful move among the Four Absolute Beings of the Sacred Heart, and Emperor Shakti rarely uses this move, but now that his body has been severely injured and he is about to run out of oil, he has no choice but to use this move.

Looking at the intrusion of the Emperor Shakti Yuan God, Xiang Fanchen showed a mocking smile, and also sank his consciousness into the sea of knowledge, standing still.

Xiang Fan knows the sea of dust.

The Emperor Shakti, who rushed in headlong, looked confused, where is this?

It wasn't like this before, and although the Extreme God Tribulation technique Emperor Shakti rarely used it, he still used it several times in his long life.

That few shots never disappointed him, and every time he made a move, his Yuan Shen was in a crushing posture, using the most violent force to break the other party's spirit, and the other party became an unconscious puppet.

Fengyun martial arts, there are very few primordial gods, so the extreme god tribulation of Emperor Shakti has always been rampant in a hundred battles.

Knowing the sea is inside.

Shakti's face was full of vigilance.

The sea under his feet gradually became waves, and a figure like Xiang Fanchen slowly condensed, and then looked at Emperor Shakti with a serious face.

"Who the hell are you?"

Emperor Shakti did not speak, but his meaning was clearly conveyed to Xiang Fanchen.

"Xiang Fanchen!"

The loud sound is sparse.

Xiang Fanchen didn't speak, but the voice came from all directions, and he could hear it clearly everywhere in the sea of knowledge.

Tone falls.

The golden Xiang Fanchen stepped on his feet and rushed towards Emperor Shakti, and the battle began again.

The two fought fiercely in the sea of knowledge.

Both of them are in a state of primordial spirits, but it does not affect the battle between the two at all.

Fists, palms, fingers, claws, elbows, knees, even if it is a full-move hand-to-hand fight, the competition between the two is also wonderful.

Half a day.

The battle is over.

What fell was Xiang Fanchen, who was covered in gold, but Emperor Shakti was not having a good time, and his figure was dim to the extreme.

"Haha, it's this seat that wins in the end. ”

It's just that before Emperor Shakti could be happy, the sea of knowledge rolled again, and several ordinary dusts condensed out again.

"No!"

This series of suffocating operations directly made Emperor Shakti completely dumbfounded.

The coach is open, how can this fight is still fought?

Figures float.

In an instant, several figures had condensed and formed, and they were once again surrounding the Emperor.

In vitro.

The seriously injured people had different thoughts, but before a few people could take action, Xiang Fanchen's consciousness returned again.

The confrontation within the sea of knowledge is only a moment for the outside world.

At this moment, Emperor Shakti's primordial spirit had been devoured by Xiang Fanchen, and he only waited for this matter to be slowly digested.

Glancing at everyone, Xiang Fanchen didn't care, his right hand moved slightly, a huge suction force was generated out of thin air, the Heaven Devouring Demon Skill exploded with all its strength, and the powerful power was swallowed by Xiang Fanchen's whale, and Emperor Shakti's body also deflated extremely quickly.

"What is this?"

Luo Xian, who had just finished dealing with the people in the water tribe, saw a scene that frightened her as soon as she came.

"Shakti?"

The god-like Emperor Shakti.

He's dead?

Luo Xian's world was greatly impacted, and at this moment she also thought about the scene of the iron madness on Iron Heart Island.

"It turned out to be him!"

The same way of death, that indescribable weird feeling, at that time with the iron madness of the battle, must have been his secret shot, although he didn't know the reason for his shot, but in addition to feeling wrong, he didn't find out how he did it from beginning to end.

This man who was personally recruited by himself was really terrifying.