In the Lingxiao Palace, the faces of the demon clan powerhouses were extremely solemn. If this continues, none of the 200,000 elite of the demon clan will come back.

"Do you fellow Daoists have a way to quickly rush to the East China Sea and save all the sons of my demon clan?" Emperor Jun's eyes were as bright as lightning, but the hidden worry could not be concealed no matter what.

"Bixia doesn't need to worry, it just so happens that Poor Dao is going to the East China Sea! These 200,000 sons, Poor Dao will send them back to Heaven safely!" Li Qingming saw the power of the demon clan, all of them showed embarrassment, and smiled heartily.

"In this way, it will be troublesome to Daoyou!" Di Jun and Taiyi glanced at each other, stood up and said to Li Qingming.

Li Qingming nodded lightly and broke through the space.

It was at this juncture that Fei Lian was weak in the battlefield and accidentally revealed a flaw.

The black-robed man's eyes were shining, and the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand was glorious, overflowing with a piece of colorful phantom sand, like a galaxy flowing, very dreamy and colorful.

Fei Lian's eyes suddenly became dull, and the movements of his hands began to become sluggish. Those colorful phantom sand didn't know how heavy they were, each one of them flowed through the void, very bewitching and beautiful, and it flowed firmly towards Fei Lian's whole body.

"Boom!"

The colorful river surging suddenly became violent, rushing and roaring, and suddenly exuded the coercion of the pinnacle of the quasi-saint, like the collapse of a mountain, terrifying.

Yingzhao, who was not far away, gritted his teeth hatefully, picked up a gas bottle of wind and fire, and threw it in the direction of Fei Lian. The rolling Nine Heavens Wind and the Sun's Essence Fire were as fast as lightning to form a solid and incomparable wall of blue-red energy. Firmly protected Fei Lian behind the wall.

"Boom!"

The two met and collided strongly! However, the blue-red qi wall finally blocked the colorful heavenly river, making it unable to move forward in the slightest.

"Hmph! naïve!" the black-robed man sneered, and the black long sword in his hand flashed again, and a colorful heavenly river that was no worse than before escaped again. The rich force fluctuated, and the stimulated void all appeared cracks.

Seeing the second Colorful Heavenly River rushing towards the blue-red qi wall, Ying Zhao fell into despair for a while.

"Break!" Suddenly, this voice, like a life-saving straw, pulled Ying Zhao back.

Li Qingming rode Xiong Da out of the spatial crack. Pull out the ruler. Suddenly turned forward.

"Bang!"

The white Qiankun ruler was as white as jade, and it pierced through the void and directly pumped on the galaxy, causing monstrous waves, and the figure of the black-robed figure who made a strange laugh not far away flickered. A wisp of black blood spilled from the center of his eyebrows. There was an incredible look in his eyes.

The colorful sand is as heavy as a mountain. Strong and immortal, but in the face of the saint's random blow, it is still unstoppable.

The black-robed man turned his head abruptly. looked at Li Qingming cautiously, and asked hoarsely, "Who are you?"

Li Qingming chuckled: "The person who wants your life!"

Li Qingming beckoned back the Qiankun ruler with his right hand and held it in his hand. The ethereal jade aura was permeated all over his body, and he pressed forward.

A sneer appeared at the corner of the black-robed man's mouth, and he said, "No matter who you are, as long as you hinder the master, you should die!"

"Whoa......

The colorful galaxy flowed slowly, making a gurgling sound, piercing through the void, flickering bright and dark, and waving clear waves on the clear blue water, rushing endlessly.

"Hehe, carving insect Xiaojier!" Li Qingming smiled disdainfully, and casually turned the Qiankun ruler in his hand, and hit tens of millions of blows in one breath, directly smashing this void. The colorful long river that kept rushing was suddenly cut off from it, and the sound of "whooshing" water also stopped abruptly. The colorful phantom sand vultures emitted a shining brilliance, quietly stranded in the void, as if it had become an ownerless thing.

The black-robed man's eyebrows once again flowed with traces of blood, and from his irritable mana fluctuations, it was not difficult to imagine that he was doing his best to collect this colorful phantom sand from the back. This strange treasure was given by his master, and together with the blood drinking sword in his hand, he had carefully condensed it since he got it, but he didn't expect it to be captured.

However, how could Li Qingming let this beaked duck fly? The cyan jade Qing Halal Yuan finally went berserk in an all-round way, and the turbulent and flying power fluctuations flooded all the colorful phantom sand at once. Immediately, the white brilliance of the Qiankun ruler flashed, and these colorful phantom sands were collected.

The spirit treasure was suddenly snatched, and the black-robed man who was greatly injured suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, looked at Li Qingming with great resentment, and said: "Your Excellency, good means! The Candle Guards obey the order and quickly capture and kill this liao!"

"Brush Brush ......"

The strong sound of breaking the sky was endless, and the other twelve black-robed people who had been standing on the edge of the battlefield heard the words and rushed towards Li Qingming like lightning. In the blink of an eye, they dispersed, surrounding Li Qingming in the center.

A storm of cold aura suddenly rose, blowing up all the black robes of the twelve people, revealing the faces below.

I saw these thirteen black-robed people, all of them with their hair scattered, their faces withered, and their bodies were covered with blood. The rich death qi was surging with the wind, although there was a scorching sun, but the field still looked extremely cold, and the gloomy aura made all the demon clans present feel extremely uncomfortable.

The black-robed man at the head said with a strange smile: "These twelve living dead are refined by the great demons carefully selected by the master during the Longhan Tribulation......!

Li Qingming looked at the twelve demon bodies, and said with a cold smile: "Are you sure?"

"At the time of the Longhan Tribulation, these twelve demon corpses killed tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of strong people of the Phoenix clan and the beast clan for their masters. Hmph, do you think that you alone can kill these twelve demon corpses? Do it, ...... the black-robed man at the head simply let down all his guards, his eyes were as cold as lightning, and he became up.

Twelve demon corpses, with an endless aura of death, surged towards Li Qingming. If it is an ordinary person, the evil spirit will definitely invade the body, and the body will immediately weaken. But the endless death qi that came from this surging recitation only stopped before the Jade Halal Yuan, and it was difficult to have the slightest impact on it.

The black-robed man, who was still extremely arrogant just now, finally discovered a terrible fact, after the surging death qi met Li Qingming, it was like a mouse touching a cat, not only did it not hurt Li Qingming, but it was gradually escaping and dying. This made him shocked.

Back then, when Li Qingming was on the battlefield of Yunmeng, he fought in and out of the three innate clans, how could he have ever been afraid of those dead qi? Later, when the Longhan Tribulation came, he was in the demon clan with demonic energy, and there was no fall at all. is just dead, how can I get Li Qingming?

"Haha, what twelve demon corpses, they have a huge name, and they are not the ones who are roosters and dog thieves! Now that they have met me, they should obediently turn into ashes!" Li Qingming hahadaxiao and suddenly jumped up. The Qiankun ruler in his hand seemed to have turned into a sharp spirit sword, and tens of thousands of milky white sword qi rushed into the sky, directly cutting the twelve demon corpses that had not had time to escape into blood mist.

The rich smell of blood, fluttering all over the void, made people feel disgusting to smell.

"How is that possible!" the black-robed man's eyes protruded, and he cursed in a low voice, and the seal in his hand pinched wildly. "Rustle!"

The twelve demon corpses that had originally turned into blood mist suddenly made a strange sound, and quickly condensed towards the middle. In less than a cup of tea, the twelve demon corpses that had just died out unexpectedly reshaped their bodies and stood in front of the black-robed man again.

"Huh?" Li Qingming sighed quite strangely and said, "It's a little interesting!"

"If you are a saint, you will stay alive today!" the black-robed man stretched out his tongue and licked his dry lips, and said viciously.

The twelve demon corpses slowly surrounded them again, and each demon corpse was filled with a terrifying killing intent.

"I don't know if you're afraid of fire?" Li Qingming muttered softly, but found that the black-robed man heard this, and his body trembled violently. I suddenly had a plan in my heart.

Li Qingming turned into a cyan lightning bolt and quickly rushed through the battlefield, and the Qiankun ruler in his hand rotated again and again.

With the first blow, Li Qingming threw the Qiankun ruler on the head of a demon corpse, and the white brain was mixed with pale gray blood, and suddenly burst out, and the demon corpse immediately fell to the ground. At the same time, a faint gray flame quickly sneaked into the demon corpse along the cracked wound.

The second blow, the milky white Qiankun ruler, hit the right arm of a demon corpse fiercely, and its force was so great that it directly flew out of its right arm, and the gray-red blood rain erupted like a spring. In the same way, a faint gray flame entered the arm.

......

In the next few blows, every time Li Qingming threw out the Qiankun ruler, a demon corpse broke open a huge wound. And immediately after, a gray flame will flow in.

The black-robed man looked puzzled on the side: "This guy obviously knows that the demon corpse can repair the body through the seal, and Weishenme will still injure them, not completely destroy them." Didn't you give up?"

Just when the demon corpse was hit in the abdomen by Li Qingming in the twelfth game and flew away upside down. Li Qingming glanced at the black-robed man strangely, and the black-robed people were terrified.

"Explosion!" Li Qingming immediately let out a soft scream, and the twelve demon corpses exploded into a tent of extremely hot flames almost at the same time. The gray flames, blazing, swept the heavens. Twelve flames beat, the temperature was blazing, scorching the waters of the East China Sea, and the boiling sea water boiled in a moment.

"Whew!"

Twelve howls of pain resounded throughout the East China Sea, and in an instant, they slowly became inaudible!

Still that mysterious water, with an angry roar coming from the dark cave.

"Who is it? Who is it? who dares to slaughter the demon corpse of the ancestor, and when the ancestor is full of supernatural powers, it will definitely turn to ashes!" For mobile phone users, please go to read. )