Eternal Sacred King Chapter 920: The flames of war will ignite!
"What kind of magic is this?"
On the dark clouds, a Taoist who returns to the Void looked flustered and exclaimed.
"The magic method of killing!"
Su Zimo yelled, took a sharp breath, and screamed to the sky!
"Ang!"
The loud and loud dragon roar sounded, piercing the golden cracked stone, and the sky and the earth shook!
There are no outsiders here, and the three Nangong Ling fainted. Su Zimo no longer needs to hide, transforming into the form of a dragon, and erupting a dragon!
Dragon clan, in the Primordial Era, was the honor of all clan!
Any race, including the human race, hears the dragon roar, the marks in the deep memory and the bloodline, will make them fear uncontrollably!
And Longyin was originally a great killing technique of the dragon clan!
Su Zimo cultivates the Secret Code of the Great Wilderness Demon King, and has dragon blood in his body. This bloodline is stronger than the real dragon!
Now, the eruption of this dragon chant has had too much influence on the seven Void Returning Taoists!
Among them, the nearest Taoist who returns to the Void was caught off guard, and he was stunned in place, his eyes were instantly congested, and his expression was stiff.
In the next moment, the seven orifices of this Void-Returning Taoist slowly dripped scarlet blood.
This person was only in the early stage of Returning Void Realm, and his body was weak, unable to withstand the penetrating power of the dragon's roar, and was shocked to death on the spot!
Never escaped, the soul was torn apart!
At the Ten Thousand Demons Conference, Su Zimo had not transformed himself into a dragon, so he could suppress the major lords.
Be aware that the major lords are the strongest among the middle-level demons in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons!
The seven rebirth Taoists in front of them are just cultivators in the Palace of Dark Fire. They are no better than the major lords who fight all the way and sit on one side.
What's more, Su Zimo now transforms into a dragon shape and bursts out with all his strength. These seven rebirth Taoists are not opponents at all!
The Taoist who stood a little further away, although he was not stunned to death by the dragon's roar, his whole body was shaken, his mind was in chaos, his ears hummed!
Su Zimo's figure flickered, and he came to one of them in an instant, put his finger out, and poke on the center of the person's eyebrows.
Puff!
This person has a blood hole in his eyebrows!
Before this rebirth Taoist could react, the soul was stabbed to death!
Even the middle-level monsters of Ten Thousand Demon Valley could not stop Su Zimo's body.
These Void-Returning Taoists are physically weak, and in front of Su Zimo who transforms into a dragon, they are like papers, and they are vulnerable!
Huh!
Su Zimo's figure flashed again, with a raging demon spirit, he stretched out his vigorous and strong fingers to pierce the eyebrows of the other two Taoist Taoists!
Under his dragon claws, Taoist Returning to the Void has no resistance at all!
In a twinkling of an eye, there are already four Void Returning Taoists!
Finally, the remaining three Void Returning Taoists woke up from the sound of the Dragon's Yin, and when they saw the **** scene around them, they were already bloodless.
Huh!
The evil wind is coming.
A tall crimson figure came to the three of them, put out their terrifying big hands, and grabbed them at them!
"Kill!"
Among them, the two rebirth Taoists gritted their teeth and broke out a spiritual attack for the first time. At the same time, they pinched the magic technique to condense two huge groups of underworld fire!
The remaining Taoist Taoist, turned around and fled without even thinking about it!
Two divine consciousness attacks are coming soon!
But on Su Zimo's left wrist, a dazzling golden light burst out, quickly forming a golden mask, and mysterious and mysterious runes loomed above it.
Ming Wang's rosary is a magic weapon of the original god!
Two divine consciousness attacks, hitting the golden mask, unable to break into Su Zimo's consciousness sea at all, and immediately collapsed.
The two dark fires fused together to form a dark and cold fireball, and slammed into Su Zimo's face door!
Su Zimo snorted coldly, stretched out his left hand, and grabbed directly onto this ghost fireball!
Under the gaze of the two returning Taoists, this nether fireball was caught by Su Zimo's bare hands!
And Su Zimo's palm is intact!
The two rebirth Taoists opened their mouths wide, and their eyes were inexplicably horrified, as if they had seen ghosts and gods.
This is the palm with the bones of the Divine Phoenix!
Netherfire can't erode at all!
Two consecutive attacks failed, and Su Zimo had already killed them.
Under this distance, the two rebirth Taoists didn't even have a chance to escape!
Su Zimo stretched out his palm and patted them on the top of their heads.
Puff! puff!
The heads of the two were smashed on the spot, and the primordial spirit died!
Su Zimo looked up, looking at the last Taoist who had fled the battlefield and was about to sink into the night, motionless, as if he had given up chasing after him.
It's just that his right eye has undergone a strange change.
As if giving birth to a scorching sun, a blazing beam of light burst into the void, and instantly pierced the head of the Void-Returning Taoist!
Plop!
The last Taoist who returns to the Void, died here!
The beam of light diverged.
The night fell again, and peace was restored between the heavens and the earth.
The dark clouds are like ink, and there is only a tall figure left, covered with scarlet armour, red hair dancing, eyes like torches, like a peerless demon god, swallowing mountains and rivers with anger, swallowing all the wastes!
At this time, not many people in the entire cultivation world know that the eternal evildoer that has made countless celestial arrogances tremble, countless sects jealous, has arrived in Zhongzhou!
The autumn wind is bleak, and the war will burn!
……
In a blink of an eye, the night passed.
Dawn has just broken, and the east is pale.
Aristocratic Dao Sovereign, with a gloomy face and unconcealed worry between his brows, descended in front of the Great Hall of Bailian.
When Mr. Bai Yan saw Mr. Red Star coming back alone, he realized that the situation was not good, but he greeted him and asked: "How is it?"
Equatorial Daojun shook his head.
He searched outside all night, barely stopping, exhausted physically and mentally.
"Don't worry, maybe they are just playful. With their cultivation base, there may not be any danger." Daojun Bai Yan comforted.
Aquastar Daoist sighed: "It's too late."
"What?" Daojun Bai Yan asked.
Aquamarine Dao Jundao: "I rushed to Fengyun City as soon as possible and inquired that the four of them did make a lot of noise in the city, but they rushed out without any problems."
"Afterwards, I chased out Fengyun City, searched all the way, and finally found this."
The Equatorial Daojun took out a spirit boat, a touch of sadness passed in his eyes, and said: "This is Ruxuan's spirit boat. When he entered the Nascent Soul Realm, I gave her a gift."
"This..."
Bai Yan Daojun knew in his heart that the four of Nangong Ling might be more ugly than good.
But he still advised: "The loss of the spirit boat may not prove anything. Perhaps the four of them escaped."
Equatorial Daojun shook his head and said: "On the spirit boat, there is still the breath of Daojun, and ~IndoMTL.com~ is from the Palace of Dark Fire!"
"What!"
Bai Yan Daojun's expression changed.
The Equatorial Daoist endured his grief, gritted his teeth and said: "Nangong and the others have been captured by the Dark Fire Hall, and this breath was deliberately left by the Dark Fire Hall!"
"Netherfire Hall, you are declaring war and playing with fire!"
The voice of Jihuo Daojun came out from the hall, murderous!
Equatorial Daojun said sadly: "Poor those children, they fell into the Palace of Dark Fire, and they don't know what kind of torture they will endure."
Mr. Bai Yan knows that Nangong Ling's trio are the direct disciples of Mr. Equatorial Daoist. They treat them as if they are their own, and have extremely strong feelings.
Now that the three disciples are in trouble, the pain in the heart of Equatorial Daojun is incomprehensible to others, and he does not know how to comfort him.
At this moment, a sect disciple galloped over, with a happy expression, and said loudly: "Sect Master Qi, head teacher, Brother Nangong, they are back!"