Chapter 964: The Flying Palace, the Heavenly Thunder, and the Treasure Umbrella are sad together

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Wind and rain, cloudy and sunny for half a minute.

There are cuixiu white sand, frost stone fine flowers, elk elk elixir, and big ape picking peaches.

Cranes flew in the sky, a song of the transverse flute, and the peaks and cliffs were high.

Qiao Ji wears a dragon crown on his head, wears a fairy robe, embroidered with Qiongshu jade leaves, and the Danzao is rising, and the smoke is curling, condensing but not dispersing.

Fan Zikang and others, who were in the fairy sky that day, followed honestly behind them, and they didn't dare to come out.

Even if they are unruly and unruly, they also know that the senior brother in front of them is not good-tempered, and their strong style is well-known throughout Donggui Mansion.

This time, he was even more aggressive, no one wanted to be a bird, and he was killed by the other party to make an example.

Qiao Ji understood the thoughts of the immortals in Donggui Mansion and didn't care.

Each superior has his own means, some people are good at spring breeze and drizzle, quietly grasp the initiative, some people do things in an atmospheric way, which is convincing, and some people are born with leadership and are good at winning over and dividing, all of which are to unite and work together.

But he is different, he doesn't need the respect in the hearts of others, just use the simplest to suppress people, just make them obedient for the time being.

As for what will happen in the future, I don't think about it at all.

The beads on Qiao Ji's forehead shone brightly, reflecting the frost lines between his eyebrows, like a dragon and a snake, and the whole person was like a copper cast in iron, wrapped around a kind of cold cold, with the power to suppress, and people's hearts can be twisted at will.

"Xuanyuan Shangsedum has changed. ā€

Qiao Ji spoke slowly, looking at the edge of the river, looking at the rainbow and the golden glow paving the water, overlapping and overlapping, and said, "Without the obstruction of the Void Star Sea, the major forces are directly bordering, and the competition is getting white-hot. ā€

His voice was like a cold wind blowing from a lonely mountain, the rain hit the sky, word by word, and said, "Concentrate and wait for me to attack other forces." ā€

The true immortals of Donggui Mansion agreed, no one likes a character who is too strong and even their hearts are not in the slightest, but no one doubts Qiao Ji's strength.

This character can be so strong and domineering, and he has risen step by step in the sect, not because of any great background, nor because of the great fortune of the sky, but because he has fought his way out of the blood.

The strength of the person in front of him was in the upper reaches of the True Immortal Triple Cultivator of the Supreme Great Sect.

Just when the immortals of Donggui Mansion were ready to go, everyone felt something and looked up at the sky at the same time.

I saw that the sky dome collapsed, cracking like a mirror, and thousands of fragments fell down, falling into the rivers and seas, exploding one after another black hole whirlpools, and thunder and lightning broke out inside, and thunderbolts shook the sky.

The next moment,

A deep and magnificent qi machine fell from the sky, and before it approached, it filled the sky and the polar earth, covering the eight wildernesses and six combinations, filling the entire heaven and earth, vast and mighty, and boundless.

"What is this?"

Fan Zikang was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted, and the cirrus hook moon stripes on his magic robe blurred and rippled, and he was dumbfounded, and said, "Someone dares to take the lead in attacking our Donggui Mansion?"

The others also understood, and their eyebrows were full of killing.

It's really rampant!

Qiao Ji snorted coldly, his eyes became crystal white, and the two eyes were like swords out of the sheath, piercing through time and space, carrying Sen Senran's killing intent, and rushed up to the middle of the sky, shining on the heavenly palace that seemed to be coming slowly.

Click, click

The gaze and the thunder collided, just like the substance, like fireworks blooming, big and small, and the cold wind was blowing on the face.

Chen Yan stood under the dripping eaves, the west wind of Yutai, blowing his robes, smiling, and said, "I didn't expect it to be someone from Dongguifu." ā€

"It's so murderous. ā€

Bai Liang's cool hair was combed into a blue snail bun, the palace skirt covered the body, Dai Mei raised his eyebrows, and said, "I don't know which one of the people sitting opposite is from Donggui Mansion." ā€

"Like Georgie. ā€

Su Ziyun retracted his gaze, the clouds and mountains were heavy, and the mountains were stacked, entangled around him, and said, "It's him, there is no doubt about the weight of the killing machine." ā€

"Haha,"

Chen Yan let out a long laugh, waved his big sleeves, and had a rustling sound, like a frost wind blowing from a deep stream, skimming the delicate white sand like jade above, revealing coldness, and said, "Let's say hello to the Taoist friends of Donggui Mansion first." ā€

When the words fell, Taixuan Lei Zun got up from the cosmic thunder pool, with three heads and six arms, a glass treasure body, and behind him was a mighty dragon, roaring and rising, he recited the mantra and mobilized his strength.

Thundered

In a few moments, as soon as the heavenly palace opened, it was like a gate, and it was like a black hole in the fort, and the immeasurable thunder and light rolled, roaring, boiling, surging, and bombarding down.

Thousands of thunderbolts, intertwined into a thunder dragon, fangs and claws, carrying a vast and immeasurable destructive power, descended in an instant, covering the heavens and the earth.

There is no life, only the most terrible destruction, destruction, death.

Qiao Ji's eyes were calm, his magic clothes were windless, like the sound of a sword, and he said firmly, "It's a person from the Tai Hades Palace." ā€

"People from the Underworld?"

Fan Zikang said that he didn't understand, and said suspiciously, "Judging from the news we have gotten, the Tai Hades Palace did not send the disciples of the True Immortal Triple to Xuanyuan Shang Sedum, which is equivalent to being out of the game in advance. What is the confidence that makes them dare to make a big attack?"

As for whether it was the matter of the Tai Hades Palace Mingli saying that he would not shoot but sent people to come in secret, Fan Zikang did not consider it at all, and the name of any supreme great sect would not be so worthless.

Since the Tai Hades Palace said that it would not send people, it would not send people!

Qiao Ji's face was like iron, and the aura on his body was rising, and he said, "The magic weapon is good, but if you want to borrow a magic weapon, you can run rampant, they really don't know the meaning of the four words True Immortal Triple." ā€

His words were loud and powerful, with indescribable confidence.

Thundered

But at this time, the attack of the Great Nine True Heavenly Xuan Palace followed, drowning Qiao Ji's next words, surrounded by thunder and magnetic storms, thunder dragons and fire snakes, roaring and boiling, covering all directions.

The attack is big, the coverage is wide, and the power is beyond imagination.

"Rampant. ā€

The cold light in Qiao Ji's eyes burst out, like swords, guns, swords and halberds, making a clanging sound of killing, and above his heavenly gate, I don't know when, a treasure umbrella appeared.

This umbrella is made of the bones of the dragon as the umbrella frame, the roots are stained with blood, but the umbrella surface is a piece of green jade, and the overlapping Qingyun gathers and interweaves into different patterns.

The immortals take the crane to get drunk in the East Mountain, drink the clear spring under the white deer moon, the pine is not old for three thousand years, and the unicorn hill lies under the cloud sleep.

The umbrella bone is the bone of the dragon, the sound of killing is great, and there is a faint dragon chanting and sadness.

The umbrella surface is dusty, fresh and natural, and indescribable.

The umbrella bone and the umbrella surface are intertwined, condensing into a kind of mysterious truth, and when you rush, it expands in an instant, supporting half of the sky.

Thundered

Countless thunderbolts bombarded down, supported by the treasure umbrella, all the destructive power surged, all into it, so that the pattern on the umbrella surface seemed to come to life, vivid, vivid.

Qiao Ji's expression was cold, sensing the heavy pressure, and his divine will turned away the power carried by the treasure umbrella.