Beastmaster of the Ages Chapter 900: The whirling behemoth, forget Chuan Mingqi! ! !
Before the whirling beast arrived, it began to snow on the sky.
But just take a closer look and you can see that what is flying around is not snow, but a kind of white powder!
In a short moment, the entire Tianyuan Shenshan was covered with dust.
Between the heavens and the earth, except for the Heavenly Yuanding Cauldron, it turned into a pale.
Sword King Ouyang raised his head.
I saw a pale beast descending from the sky in the sea of clouds.
That is a pale white moth!
It is extremely huge, like a white cloud, in its indifferent and silent compound eyes, there are nine hundred and ninety-six star points!
The moth **** its wings, and the powder is flying, sweeping the world.
"If it weren't for the guardianship of Tian Yuanding, these powders could poison me!"
Sword King Ouyang stretched out his palm, and he could see that the white powder was biting the tripod pattern on his body as if he were alive.
"I didn't expect my Sword King Ouyang, one day, could let the second ghost king come and kill me himself."
He took another sip and sneered directly.
On top of the pale moth, stood a woman with white skin.
She has perfect curves, wearing very little clothing, and white ribbons flying all over the sky.
The snow-white eyes, like jade, are now condescending, staring at King Ouyang, asking:
"Where is Zixiao?"
"Let me kill it."
Sword King Ouyang grinned.
"It's really useless, but fortunately, there will be one less recipient."
When the whirling ghost king spoke, the pale moth fell from the sky like a sea of clouds.
When it flapped its wings, the white powder fell like a pouring rain.
Not only did the air fill up with dust, but it also dyed the entire Tianyuan Shenshan pale white.
"Key, give me."
The whirling ghost king Qing Qiqi's pale lips, facing the sword king Ouyang, stretched out his slender hand.
"Trade your head for your head."
Sword King Ouyang pulled up the Excalibur in the Wine and sprayed the wine in his mouth on the long sword.
He thoroughly cleaned the blood on the sword.
Beside him, the yellow spring dog, staring fiercely at the pale moth, barking constantly!
"Oh."
The ghost king just snorted.
The next moment, she rolled over in vain, and her whole person fell from the sky, like a white light, galloping down!
Wow!
In the palm of her hand, a white flag appeared.
For a time, there was a gust of wind and ghosts crying and howling!
"Are you surrendering at the beginning, raising the white flag?"
Sword King Ouyang grinned.
The sneer on his lips, in fact, there are stormy seas in my heart.
This white flag is called "Wangchuan Mingqi".
This is one of the two gods of the Jiugong Ghosts and Gods 100,000 years ago.
Except for Xuanyuanxi's nine great gods on the Yanhuang Continent, only five of them, namely One Yuan, Two Yi, Four Elephants, Six Dao, and Nine Palaces, have left their battle gods.
Among them, Wangchuan Mingqi is already one of the most terrifying!
When the ghost king meets, he takes out the Wangchuan Ming Banner to deal with herself, which shows her intent to kill.
"This key is so important to them!"
For a time, the white flag fluttered and the world was in chaos.
When the flag flew up, among the white flag, there were a lot of bitter faces.
This whirling ghost king is completely different from Zi Xiao, she doesn't want to say a word.
However, the fear and fatal intent she brought has caused Sword King Ouyang to feel cold all over his body during the whistling of Wangchuan Mingqi.
That snow-white ghost, just like that floats to my eyes!
At the same time, the moths fluttering above the sky sprayed out pale clouds and mist, turning into a circle, entwining the body of the Huangquan Hound Dog.
Sword King Ouyang has another sword!
Heavenly Tribulation Sword Qi, condensed.
The figure of the ghost king in front of him changes, and the indifferent murderous intent is more violent.
When the Wangchuanming Banner is depressed, the Heavenly Tribulation Sword Qi is like a stone sinking into the sea.
Sarly!
The harsh sound seemed to penetrate the soul!
As soon as the white flag unfolded, it looked like the whole world.
In that world, there are hundreds of millions of people hidden, which shows the murder of this weapon!
Who knows how many dead souls the Jiugong ghosts and gods used 100,000 years ago to forge such a magic weapon?
At least when King Ouyang saw it, he felt that there were hundreds of millions!
The era when the Jiugong ghosts and gods ruled the Yanhuang Continent was the most hideous era. The descendants of the first eight gods, including the Taigu Xuanyuan clan, were almost all annihilated and had to abscond overseas.
It wasn't until the nine palace ghosts and gods died in the long river of years that they returned one by one, and it took a full 100,000 years for Shenzong to recover.
Before the Jiugong Ghosts and Gods, the eight Gods have ruled the Yanhuang Continent, but they have not rushed to kill them to such an extent!
This white flag allows King Ouyang to see the history one hundred thousand years ago.
"Human life is really worthless..."
Such suppression caused him to fly out and hit the Tianyuan Cauldron.
Boom!
Sword King Ouyang spurts blood.
My muscles and bones all feel broken!
"It seems I can't beat it."
With red eyes, he slid down on the Tianyuan Cauldron, hit the ground, and got up again.
A faint voice asked:
"Where is the key hidden?"
The ghost king's face is pale, like a ghost crawling out of hell.
"Haha..." Sword King Ouyang laughed wildly.
"If you don't answer, even if the key is hidden in your head, I can dig it out."
The whirling ghost king pursed his lips, stepped on it, one hundred meters in an instant!
The shadow of death has already enveloped King Ouyang's head.
If you cross the whirling ghost king, you can see the direction of Xuanyuan Lake, and the nine-headed ancestor dragon soul is roaring.
War, blood, fall, disaster!
These words encircled his heart, Sword King Ouyang panting heavily, his eyes full of bloodshot eyes.
Behind him is Tian Yuanding, he has no way out!
Beside him, Huangquan Huntian Dog was also suppressed by the white moth with magical powers.
A big yellow dog, dyed white, and rotten flesh and blood.
"Brother Dog, are you okay?" Sword King Ouyang asked.
"Blind you, my lord is almost bald!" Huangquan Hounded Dog said angrily.
"Then..."
Sword King Ouyang stared at him, one person and one moth killed in front.
He leaned back on the Tianyuan Ding, absorbing the power from Tianyuan Ding crazy!
"Brother Dog, help me!"
"Up!"
Boom!
The entire Tian Yuan Ding shook.
"The fit is higher!"
The majestic power flocked to King Ouyang!
His eyes are dripping blood!
"Brother, if you can't kill this whirling ghost king, we will slaughter her companion animal and destroy her!!"
Change goals!
When the Wangchuan Mingqi of the whirling ghost king turned into a spear and penetrated, Sword King Ouyang drew the power of Tianyuanding and burst out.
"Kill!!"
Holding the sword in both hands, he rushed forward!
Beside him, the Huangquan Huntian dog jumped out and rushed in the void, turning into a black and yellow light, like a heavenly origin tripod, crashing into the white moth!
Om!
At least one hundred thousand Heavenly Tribulation Sword Qi, whizzed out.
The ghost king's complexion changed, and Wangchuan Mingqi rolled up, blocking more than half of his sword energy, and then dodged half of his sword energy!
However, King Ouyang's goal is the pale white moth behind her.
The sword energy condensed into a beam of light, rushing to the sky!
The whirling behemoth is fighting with the big yellow dog, and is completely defenseless against the sudden arrival of sword energy.
This time, Sword King Ouyang carried the explosive power of Tian Yuanding, and only wanted to kill with one blow!
Obviously, the white moth has a high star point.
However, it is even weaker than Sword King Ouyang expected!
So--
This sword actually penetrated it!
Puff!
This pale white moth exploded into white powder.
If it was said that it was a downpour before, it is now ~IndoMTL.com~ that is a sea of powder!
The entire Tianyuan Mountain was swallowed up.
This result made King Ouyang feel that this life is enough!
He killed the companion beast of the ghost king!
Unfortunately, he has no time to be excited.
Because the Wangchuan Mingqi of the ghost king has been swept before his eyes.
Tear!
The flag floats by, the sword king Ouyang is dripping with blood, and the tripod pattern is completely broken!
If it weren't for the final protection of the tripod pattern, he would have been strangled like that whirling behemoth.
Severe pain, bleeding, countless white powder, poured into the body, corroding flesh and blood.
There is no doubt that he is going to die.
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