Chapter 12: The Reappearance of the King of Force
Qingchen had a sense of anger in his heart, and shouted: "Even if my master hesitated and didn't save your leg, but he saved your life, is this how you repay him?"
Shadow chuckled, then burst out laughing, "Hahaha...... Little girl, have you forgotten you, the god exhausted the essence to suppress your injury, and gave you divine brew, isn't this favor repaid?"
"Shameless. ”
Ying Yan's face instantly turned cold: "Hand over the Hongmen Divine Skill, this god can also use my divine origin to suppress the Dao injury for you, otherwise, you will be wiped out." ”
"Hmph, your purpose turned out to be Hongmen Divine Skill, villain. ”
"If you are not injured by the Dao, you can even protect the Dao for you, but your Dao foundation has been destroyed, time is running out, and the Hongmen Divine Skill is also a waste on you, it is better to hand it over, and create a peerless God Emperor with the power of the gods, enter your Hongmen name, be your nominal disciple, and help you find Qin Yijue to take revenge, little girl, this condition is already very favorable, don't be ignorant, let me use extraordinary means." ”
"Bah, you hypocrite, I won't hand over the Hongmen magic to you if I die, Hongmen's revenge will be avenged by the real Hongmen people, not a puppet. ”
Ying Yan's eyes were cold: "I don't know what to do, then don't blame me for searching the soul and finding it out by myself, you'd better cooperate, if you're not careful, you'll become an idiot." ”
"Despicable villains are gods in vain. Qingchen pressed his chest stiffly, his muscles flared up, and his expression was very painful.
"Just scold, how can you understand the great plan that the gods have been planning for countless years, and it is your honor to contribute to this plan, and future generations will remember your contribution today. ”
Shadow Death's big hand slowly reached out to the top of Qingchen's head, intending to search for souls.
Qingchen whispered, "Full moon of blood." ”
The blood flames were steaming, and a bloody breath came to the face, and the Hongmen was taboo, intending to reappear.
Shadow Snorted disdainfully, "How can the light of fireflies compete with the sun and the moon, in front of me, do you have the opportunity to use the taboo?" The purple-gold divine silk thread instantly crawled all over the body, like a god king cast in purple gold, looking down on the common people, high above, sacrosanct, and the purple gold hand waved towards the light dust.
Qingchen's pupils shrank suddenly, this hand is a heaven and earth in her eyes, it is the whole world, she can't resist, she can't even raise the ** with a sword, it's too powerful, is this the power of God?
The blood flame was pressed back into Qingchen's body, and a mouthful of reverse blood spurted out, Qingchen's eyes were full of despair, this blow not only suppressed the taboo, but also imprisoned the entire space, sealing the Hongmen Divine Skill.
The tears in his chest kept flickering, as if to remind Qingchen that his life was in danger, and a sense of crisis permeated his heart.
The big hand pressed the top of Qingchen's head, and his voice seemed to be as cold as hell: "Soul searching." ”
Powerful energy poured in, light dust forehead bone glowed, pain, indescribable pain, and the head seemed to be blown apart.
The pain hit like a tide, causing Qingchen to faint and the tears to dim.
Shadow Shadow smiled, he "saw" countless pictures unfolding towards him, and the memories in Qingchen's heart were emerging little by little. It's fast, it's fast, it's almost time to get the Hongmen Miracle Skill.
Suddenly, he saw a picture, and a smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of the unconscious Qingchen's mouth.
It was a man wrapped in golden armor, his eyes were like cold stars, and countless immortals and demon gods had fallen. Walking on the mountain of corpses, the sword was gone, and the golden armor was tattered, and the white bones inside could be faintly seen. But he is still the emperor who reigns over the world, and his flamboyant ink hair seems to be proclaiming: Come on, who else will fight with this emperor, who is qualified to fight with this emperor, he is so powerful and so tragic in his memory, but his eyes are still extremely arrogant when he looks at the enemy, you are not qualified to fight with me, you only dare to besiege, but so what, who else dares to come. He is arrogant, he is rebellious, he is the ruler of the world, but his eyes are full of tenderness and pity when he looks at Qingchen in his memory.
Qingchen unconsciously shed tears, dreaming: "Jun ...... Thousand ......"
"Poof......" Shadow Death spurted out a large pool of blood and flew out, Qingchen fell into a coma, no one noticed that the black flame flower on Qingchen's back was slowly absorbing the energy injected by Shadow Death, ready to move.
I saw an incomparably complex mark appear at the light dust heavenly spirit, slowly changing into an illusory giant man, the wind blowing, the white hair flew with the wind, the bell on the hair sounded a pleasant bell, and on the resolute face, the cross scar was hideous, ** on the upper body, the muscles were rammed, and the dense scars were all over.
Shadow Shadow covered his chest, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and gritted his teeth: "Hong ...... Black...... Public. ”
The legendary power king Hong Xuangong reappeared to protect the disciple, and countless points of light converged on him, which were all the breath of life between heaven and earth, but he didn't care, he waved his hand into the body of Qingchen, turned to face the shadow, and stared at him with tiger eyes: "You, very good, take action on my disciple." ”
Ying Wei stood up tremblingly: "Hong Xuangong, you are dead, the dead should not interfere in the world anymore." Do you think that if you leave the spiritual imprint in your disciple's mind, I won't be able to get the Hongmen cheats? Your disciple is already useless, and I just need to drag it until your energy is exhausted, and I won't be at my disposal. ”
Hong Xuangong looked very indifferent: "You can try, even if my disciple is abolished, he is also the most noble person above the Nine Heavens, but it is just a Dao injury, just take your divine origin and suppress it for ten years." ”
"Hong Xuangong, you deceive people too much. ”
"Oh, it's too much to deceive people, are you human? Just now, didn't you do this to my disciple, I saved your life, now, give it back to me!"
"Hmph, see the truth under your hands, I couldn't beat you three thousand years ago, and three thousand years later, I don't believe I can't even win a piece of your brand. ”
"Let's do it, what do you have to say. ”
"You ......"
Hong Xuangong looked up to the sky and roared, the strong sound wave shook the space into nothingness, the surging blood gas turned into platinum flames and soared into the sky, shaking the stars, the entire sea was evaporated by the high temperature of Hong Xuangong's blood vapor, and the sea level instantly dropped three feet.
A man like a god and a demon, standing on the sky and the earth, standing there has the courage to support the heavens and the earth, as if it is an insurmountable mountain between the heavens and the earth.