Volume 8 Chapter 28 Killing the Gods

(3rd Update)

In the green light, there was a hundred-zhang flying boat, and on the head of the boat, more than ten Qingjia monks stood solemnly.

In front of the group of green-armored monks, there were two middle-aged men with good looks.

The Mai man on the left is in his early forties, with towering cheekbones, a strange appearance, wearing a green jade crown on his head, and a yellow silk silk around his waist, looking like a fairy wind and bones, but at the moment, his face is pale.

The middle-aged man on the right is wearing a wide brocade robe with a bright and colorful brocade robe, a purple and gold crown on his head, and his body is full of colorful treasures.

"It's the Flowing Wind and the Nine Lights!"

Zhang Daoling's face sank, and a cold light suddenly burst into his eyes.

"What should I do?"

Tai Su was nervous.

He had naturally heard of the names of these two people, before Zhang Daoling was seriously injured and poisoned, his supernatural powers were not inferior to either of these two, and at this time, even if he and Zhang Daoling joined forces, he was probably not the opponent of either of these two. What's more, there are more than ten Aoki Divine Guards of the Golden Immortal Realm behind the other party.

"Zhou Daoyou must be in control of the victory now, don't bother, how long can you and I last, if not, just leave quickly!"

Zhang Daoling suddenly said.

Before the words fell, his hand was raised, and the thirteen crimson flying swords that were quietly suspended in front of him suddenly buzzed and trembled, and the red flames turned into a hundred zhang long between the flying flames, ready to attack.

Hearing Zhang Daoling's transmission, Taisu nodded, and shook the sleeves of his robe silently. White jade swords several inches long swam out of their sleeves, turning into hundreds of zhang in a flip. No more, no less, the same thirteen.

"Hit!"

Zhang Daoling snorted.

Twenty-six flying swords swept towards the Aoki warship in the distance, and the clear sound of swords resounded through the void. Then, all the flying swords gathered in the middle, and suddenly turned into a strange long sword that was thousands of feet long, half of the red flames were flying, and half of the side was cold and piercing.

The void was split in half by the long sword, and a fierce killing machine fell from the sky, and from a long distance, the skin of the Aoki Divine Guards on the Aoki Flying Boat was already as uncomfortable as a knife cut.

"The Pearl of Rice!"

Liufeng snorted coldly and raised his hand. A blue light flew out, turning into a cyan giant blade that shone with cold light and slashed towards the giant sword.

Jiuguang opened his mouth, as if he wanted to shout, but he was already a step slower, his brows couldn't help frowning slightly, and then with a wave of the sleeves of his robe, a cloud of colorful dazzling brilliance flew out of the sleeves, condensed in the air, and turned into a large shield as thick as a foot in front of the flying boat.

A piercing sound of gold and iron was heard. The cyan giant blade flew upside down, but the giant sword also collapsed, but the twenty-six flying swords were still undiminished, and they shot towards the flying boat like lightning.

"Boom". The shield of light collapsed in an instant.

All the monks on the flying boat were in a hurry, although they crushed the flying swords one after another, and the swords that "snorted" one after another hit the Aoki Divine Guard. But it was also a faint pain, coupled with the two completely different breaths of cold and scorching heat at the same time. One by one, they are irritable.

And this was just the beginning, a group of flying swords circled and flew in the air, turning into two. Two into four, four into eight...... In an instant, the sky was full of red and white sword shadows, slashing towards the monks on the flying boat like a net.

"Senior Brother Jiuguang, at this time, you still don't want to make a move with these remnants of the Northern Heavenly Immortal Palace, right?"

Liufeng harnessed the cyan giant blade to open the flying swords around him, and glanced at the Nine Light Immortal Monarch with dissatisfaction.

"The purpose of our trip is only for the monk who has ascended to Xuanyuan Terrace, so why do you have to burn the flames of war everywhere?"

Nine Light Immortal Monarch frowned, but then sighed lightly.

"Well, since the senior brother is reluctant to make a move, these two people will be handed over to the junior brother, if the expectation is not bad, Senior Brother Remnant Xue is probably in that black and white ball of light now, that kid doesn't know where to snatch a few immortal treasures, Senior Brother won't sit back and watch Remnant Xue have any accidents, right?"

Liufeng's voice fell, and before the Nine Light Immortal Monarch could speak, his figure flickered, and suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

Missing along with it was the cyan blade.

The next moment, from a distance of dozens of miles, the cyan giant blade appeared out of thin air not far in front of Zhang Daoling, and slashed over.

Zhang Daoling raised his hand, and a golden wedge flew out, turning into a length of dozens of zhang in the wind, lying in front of the giant blade.

The figure flickered and dodged to the side.

The figure of the flowing wind flashed out behind the giant blade, the wide sleeves of the robe waved, the wind howled, and dozens of cyan wind blades densely slashed towards Taisu on the other side.

This person's movements were so strange and fast, as if he was not bound by the laws of time and space, Tai Su couldn't help but be startled, the sleeves of his robe shook, the white light flashed, and a crystal clear white iceberg blocked in front of him, but it turned into a giant of dozens of zhang in a flash.

The figure flickered, flew back like lightning, and with a wave of the other slender hand, a five-colored ball of light flew out, which was the Falling Soul Bead, and slammed into the flowing wind.

At this moment, the blue light flashed, and the figure of Liufeng disappeared ghostly, but it appeared on the left side of Zhang Daoling, raised his right hand, and slapped it towards the top door.

Zhang Daoling's face changed, and he instinctively waved his hand and punched him.

A series of loud noises sounded almost at the same moment, and the golden mace sacrificed by Zhang Daoling was cut in two by the giant blade, while the wind blade sacrificed by the flowing wind was completely shattered by the iceberg.

Zhang Daoling's tall body was like a kite with a broken string, and it was thrown thousands of feet away by a huge force, blood spurted wildly in his mouth, and his eyes were blurred.

"It's all hurt like this, and you dare to come out to walk, if you are willing to kneel down and kowtow to Benjun three times, Benjun may see that in the past, he spared your life!"

Liufeng said in a cold voice with compassion, his figure flickered, and followed Zhang Daoling.

Defeated in the hands of the aquatic life, his heart was as uncomfortable as a rat bite and insect bite, and he didn't find anyone to vent. He reckoned he was going crazy.

At this moment, there was a flash of brilliance in the Falling Soul Bead. A pillar of five-colored light erupted, and it slammed into the head of the flowing wind like lightning.

Liufeng's complexion changed suddenly. There was a buzzing in his head, golden flowers were flying in front of him, and his body shook a few times involuntarily.

"Die!"

Tai Sujiao snorted, waved his hand, and the Falling Soul Bead and the Iceberg flew towards the flowing wind at the same time.

Seeing that he was about to smash on Liufeng's body, Liufeng seemed to suddenly wake up again, his figure flickered, disappeared out of thin air, and the Soul Bead and the iceberg fell into the air at the same time.

Taisu is an arrow step. When he arrived at Zhang Daoling's side, his hand was raised, and a silver-white small tripod flew out of his sleeve, dripping and spinning, spewing out a white brilliance like a match, and Zhang Daoling was swept away by the tripod, his heart moved at will, and the thirteen white ice swords in the distance flew back upside down.

The iceberg and the Falling Soul Bead flew back to their sides in a flash.

Then, with a rush of mana, clusters of rolling cold flames erupted from his body. In an instant, within a radius of tens of thousands of zhang, it had turned into a white patch.

As a Da Luo Jin Immortal, he can then use the power of the realm to trap the enemy and protect himself, even if the flowing wind body method is like a ghost and a ghost, and he has reached the ice realm of Taisu. Again, it is greatly restricted.

"Soul Bead, I didn't expect this orb to come into your hands!"

In another place, the figure of the flowing wind flashed out, staring at the five-colored orbs in the white cold mist without blinking. There was a bit of greed in his eyes.

At this moment, the black and white ball of light not far away was "booming" with a shocking sound. It shattered out of thin air, and billowing black flames flew towards the place.

In the midst of the black flames. Two giants rushed out one after the other.

The silver-armored giant in front of him was covered in bruises, extremely embarrassed, two of his three heads were blown out, three of his six arms were cut off, and the other two arms were broken and hung on his body, and a clanging black chain was wrapped around his waist, and the chains were being tightened.

The golden-bodied giant behind him held a sword in one hand, a stick in one hand, and the other big hand pulled the other end of the black chain, kicked his thick legs, stood firm in the air, twisted his waist and frustrated his steps, and shouted angrily: "Get back!"

The long chain in his hand suddenly pulled, and the tall body of the silver-armored giant suddenly flew back involuntarily.

The black giant rod in the golden giant's hand turned into a black light, swept through Qianjun and smashed into the only remaining head of the silver-armored giant, but the long sword in his hand slashed diagonally towards the silver-armored giant's body.

The silver armor giant's eyes couldn't help revealing a trace of sadness, and suddenly the head of the pleiades let out a beast-like roar, and the dantian's belly suddenly burst into silver light, and his body swelled rapidly like a blow.

"Self-destructing body!"

Tai Su muttered, his complexion changed suddenly, and with a wave of his hand without thinking, the iceberg that had turned into a hundred feet high suddenly blocked in front of him in a flash, and with a rush of mana, the cold flames flying around his body suddenly condensed into a set of ice and snow battle armor.

"Senior Brother Remnant Snow!"

The flowing wind pupils shrank, the figure flickered, the blue light flashed, and the figure was already dozens of miles away.

On the Aoki Flying Boat that was galloping, the Nine Light Immortal Monarch also changed his complexion suddenly, with a wave of his robe sleeves, a large cloud of dazzling five-colored light and shadow flew out, covering the entire flying boat in the middle, and at the same time, with a rush of mana, the Aoki Flying Boat flew backwards like lightning.

It's a pity that the actions of these three people are simply superfluous.

"Poof", like a slash, the seven-star sword shined brightly, and a sword split the body of Rean Xue that was about to explode in half, and one of Rean Xue's heads was also vulnerable to a blow from the black giant stick, shattering into pieces.

A dazzling flash of light flashed out of Remnant Xue's shattered skull, and flew away into the distance, and in a twist and a moment, it had already transformed into an eight-foot-tall white-robed man, who was the soul of Remnant Snow's already solidified.

The golden-bodied giant seemed to have already prevented his spirit from escaping, and with a single mouth, a seven-colored arc as thick as a bucket broke through the air, hitting the white-robed man's back with unmistakable accuracy in a flash.

In the sound of thunder, the white-robed man involuntarily rose into the air and flew towards the side, his body was surrounded by seven-colored arcs, and his body was twisted and blurred, but he was not torn apart by this Nine Heavens Divine Thunder.

The next moment, a snow-bright sword light flashed, brushing the ground, and the man in white was suddenly split in half.

Immediately after, two other seven-colored arcs flew one left and one right, crashing into the two halves of the body.

"Boom!"

Thunderclaps rang out at the same time, and the two halves of the body suddenly shattered into pieces.

After the thunder, there was silence, and all the monks looked at the golden-bodied giant in astonishment.

Happy reading at the end of this chapter! (To be continued......)

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