Chapter 137: The Blood of the Holy Child

The black demonic aura soared into the sky, and the powerful aura overwhelmed the whole realm.

The hundreds of black-clothed sophists guarding the mouth of the Clear Flame Valley were forced by the momentum at the same time, and retreated in a semicircle, until they retreated outside the blue jacaranda forest.

The masters of all factions attending the meeting stood up one after another.

Han Feng and Bai Feihuang also got up, feeling some familiar feelings.

This extreme sense of oppression that makes people fall into the netherworld, the last time I felt it...... It was still when I faced the Wheel King on the Qi Mountain.

This kind of homogeneous and similar feeling can only be a strong person who is also on the throne of the Ten Kings of the Netherworld Cult.

As hundreds of sophists retreated, a mysterious and solemn man wearing a black gold emperor costume, a flat sky crown, and a golden scale floating behind him slowly walked into the Clear Flame Valley.

Two demons will follow, one to the left and one to the right.

Behind them are dozens of red-clothed prison ghosts who worship cults.

Cult-worshipping prison ghosts and walking corpses have always acted together.

These prison ghosts are here, which also symbolizes that there are probably a considerable number of walking corpses outside the Clear Flame Valley.

Those walking corpses are invulnerable and infinitely powerful, and I am afraid that even martial arts people with extremely high martial arts skills are not easy to deal with once there are many of them.

Han Feng stood next to Bai Feihuang and looked at Chu Qingni in the gray-robed envoy guard.

Chu Qingni was surrounded by Han Feng and also looked at Han Feng.

The two of them looked at each other and couldn't help but think of the experience of fighting the Wheel King in Qishan.

This guy has a scale floating behind him, which is supposed to symbolize balance, measurement and equality.

Then, the identity of this person is obvious...... Ten kings of cult worship - the king of equality.

A fierce and domineering momentum, if there is substance, it will overwhelm everyone present.

The King of Equality proudly stepped into the Valley of the Clear Flames, staring directly at the people present.

"A group of mediocre people who claim to be righteous have united with the side door of the Sacred Heart Gate, do they think they can really shake my sect?"

As he spoke, the king of equality condensed black qi in his palm, and pushed forward as if he were an understatement, and the irresistible black true qi surged out, sweeping the blue jacaranda flowers all over the valley into the sky.

The infinite magnificence of the scene hides the ultimate killer motive.

The gray-robed envoys around Chu Qingni felt that the energy released by the King of Equality was coming towards Chu Qingni, and they all stood in front of Chu Qingni.

A total of twelve seven-rank masters practiced resistance, releasing gray internal qi to form a wall of internal force.

The netherworld power slammed into the wall of internal qi, and the wall collapsed, and the twelve gray-robed messengers retreated at the same time, vomiting blood and vomiting red from their mouths.

Four white-clothed Star Palace Masters sprang out nearby, guarding Chu Qingni in the center.

A cloud of smoke turned into gas, and Fang Lanting, the Marquis of Liuyun, also appeared in front of Chu Qingni.

Hundreds of treacherous people poured out of the nearby wooden buildings, their swords shining brightly.

"Fang Lanting, do you think you can stop me?"

This Equality King seemed to be even more arrogant than the original Wheel King, wearing black and gold imperial clothes, and kept moving closer to Chu Qingni, as he got closer and closer, everyone present felt a strong sense of oppression.

In fact, over the past few years, Han Feng has not encountered martial artists who are stronger than the Ten Kings of the Cult, such as Jun Huaixu and Nangong Lian, or the three giants of the evil sect in the battle of the Hanging Sword Division, but Jun Huaixu and Nangong Lian have not actually shown their true strength in front of Han Feng, and the battle between several giants of the evil sect and Jun Huaixu was limited by the Seven Towers Formation, and it did not make people feel it intuitively.

The sense of oppression that King Equality brings now is actually the strongest oppression that Han Feng has ever faced.

"The evil devil is out of the way, and he acts unprovokedly, which is really audacious!"

Mr. Nanyin Academy's sacrificial wine [Literary style and ink discrimination] Zhu Qingjue saw that King Ping was arrogant and couldn't bear it, and the whole person flew up, and raised his palm to hit King Ping.

The righteousness of Confucianism turned into an invisible energy, impacting the surroundings.

The rain of jacaranda flowers scattered all over the place rose into the air again because of this majestic and turbulent air wave.

Suddenly, Zhu Qingjue flew into the sky and imprinted it in front of the King of Equality.

However, a purple-black evil mark faintly appeared on King Ping's chest, and even if it was Zhu Qingjue's Confucian righteousness, it was difficult to break through.

Looking at the balance behind King Ping flashing a hint of heterochromatic light, the black and gold sleeves flicked, and a palm in the sleeve was punched out, and Zhu Qingjue's palm was exchanged.

The impact of good and evil, and the majestic strength made the people present who did not have enough foundation can't help but take a step back.

Zhu Qingjue was repelled by the evil man's irresistible evil energy, shook on the spot, half-knelt on the ground, and vomited blood in his mouth.

The [Wind Rat] Deng Shuo's eyes rolled, and he shouted loudly to the righteous people present: "Fellow Daoists, this cult-worshipping evil person treats us as nothing, we really can't sit still, let's do it together, I don't believe that this equal king can really have three heads and six arms!"

Saying that, Deng Shuo took the lead in attacking the King of Equality, moved his body to approach the King of Equality, and a Thorn of Emei came out of his sleeve, and stabbed it at the waist of King Equality.

However, as soon as the balance behind the King of Equality lit up, Deng Shuo flew out upside down.

The short and fat figure staggered two steps, fell to his knees, blood from his eyes and nose, and fainted.

The good wind rat turned into a coma rat......

"Let's do it together!"

However, I have to say that Deng Shuo's rhythm is still good, and the righteous martial arts people present rushed towards the King of Equality with great emotion.

It's just that this King of Equality seems to be a martial artist who specializes in the art of protecting the body, but standing in place with his hands in his hands, all the warriors who attacked him flew out miserably, and there were people who vomited blood and fell to the ground everywhere.

The King of Equality smiled disdainfully, step by step, slowly moving forward, it was just the simplest and easiest action, but it brought a terrifying sense of oppression.

Bai Feihuang wanted to step forward to make a move, but Han Feng grabbed her wrist.

Han Feng, who was dressed in a white robe and had long flowing hair, shook his head lightly and said with a smile:

"What are you doing here, there's no need. ”

Bai Feihuang glanced at Han Feng deeply: "The cult is cruel and extreme, and if we don't unite with everyone present to defeat the King of Equality, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to have any hope of survival." ”

"That's right," Han Feng replied to Bai Feihuang, but his eyes looked at Chu Qingni among the guards of the Sacred Heart Gate, "However, someone is not the character who will put himself in danger. ”

As soon as Han Feng finished speaking, there was a change on Chu Qingni's side.

A brilliant firework rose outside the Valley of Clear Flames, and the fireworks exploded in the air, leaving the twilight sky imprinted with blazing traces.

Seeing this, Chu Qingni said to Fang Lanting in front of him, "Uncle Fang, it's time. ”

Fang Lanting listened to Chu Qingni's words, took out a jade bottle from his arms, and sent out a bottle cap, releasing a pure and terrifying aura from it.

"What is this??"

Originally, the cloud was light and the wind was light, and when the king saw this situation, he hurriedly wanted to make a move.

But...... It's too late.

Fang Lanting blocked King Equality's footsteps with all his palm, and then immediately turned back.

From among the thousands of dovers at the Sacred Heart Gate, a boy in red who did not look to be more than ten years old walked out.

Fang Lanting put a drop of red liquid from the jade bottle on the center of the boy's eyebrows, and then dodged away.

Change has happened suddenly.

The boy's whole breath changed instantly, and his eyes glowed red.

I saw that a red light shot out from the boy's eyebrows, so fast that people couldn't react, and it hit the chest of the King of Equality in front of him.

Run it through!