Emperor of Taikoo Chapter 362: Destruction strike

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Xue Li's eyes narrowed, reflecting a dangerous light, "So, do you refuse?"

"Since the emperor took control of Qiyue, he has shaken the empire, slashed the enemy, and quelled the civil strife...have never done the feat of the remnants of the blood demon sect."

The emperor Fengyun looked directly at Xue Li, and while talking, he used his vitality to accumulate strength.

"Boom!"

Almost at the moment when the voice of the emperor’s wind and cloud fell, Xue Li’s face that was covered by layers of blood suddenly revealed a bloodthirsty look. The next moment, his blood was violent, and the **** coffin behind him was also like this. Just like recovery, the coffin board emits a bright and mysterious light.

With the recovery of the coffin, an extremely violent breath suddenly rippled between the world and the earth. A faint blood burst out. The blood red against this huge palace is like a rain of blood from the sky...

In a short amount of time, the blood-colored coffin became extremely strange. Many people just look at it, and feel a kind of palpitations...

At the same time, Lu Chen's face changed drastically, and there was a strong throbbing in his heart. He didn't even think about it, and he ran his vitality frantically, urging the wind chasing boots, and the whole person turned into a stream of light toward the distance. He exploded away, during which he passed by Meng Changtian, grabbed the latter, and fled away.

There are many strong people who make the same actions as Lu Chen. After all, when the strength rises to a certain height, there is an advance judgment of their own danger. Although this prejudgment is inexplicable and is equivalent to a person's sixth sense, many strong people have avoided a lot in advance because of this. A mortal crisis.

During the violent retreat, Lu Chen glanced backwards, the eye-catching scene caused his pupils to shrink into needles, and the coffin behind Xue Li, blooming with azure red light, and then the half-opened coffin The cover was finally lifted away, and a world-destroying blood aura rose up, swallowing a radius of several thousand meters in an instant, turning it into a boundless blood...

"Boom!"

The heart was horrified, a deep and loud noise suddenly came from behind, and then, an extremely terrifying aftermath rushed away, and the air shook, setting off a **** storm of destruction.

Rao is Lu Chen who made the right decision in the first time. He fled thousands of meters, and was snorted by the aftermath behind him. There was a burning pain behind him. Vaguely, he felt that there was a blood in his body and was inexplicable. The energy was pulled away for a moment, causing him to feel a faint sense of fatigue.

After a violent exit for more than ten miles, Lu Chen glanced back with a lingering fear, and this look shocked him again.

With Xue Li as the center, the range of several kilometers is covered by blood gas. The aftermath brought by it spread to the surroundings, wherever it passed, the space collapsed and thunder rolled.

The rain of blood spilled, thousands of powerful people could not escape, were swallowed by blood, and howled and turned into white skeletons. The scene was extremely terrifying...

With just one blow, the powerhouses were reduced by nearly a half. Those who were lucky enough to escape were uncomfortable. Most of them were affected by the blood, and they were drawn away a little. Some people, although they escaped the mortal He hit, but his own vitality was also drawn away, and he was already on the verge of death.

"So strong, is this the strength of the blood demon sect powerhouse? The seventh hall master has this level of strength, so how strong should the first hall master, elder, or sect master be?"

Looking at the sky filled with blood and energy, Lu Chen was shocked beyond recognition. At the same time, he realized a terrifying question, "After swallowing the blood of these thousands of powerful people, how should the strength of Xue Li be restored? Where?"

"Vientiane?"

Lu Chen shook his head. The ordinary Vientiane Realm definitely does not have this level of strength. Now even if someone says that Xue Li has reached the Celestial Realm, no one is against it...

"Huh!"

Taking a deep breath, then spit it out, Lu Chen put down Meng Changtian who was still in shock.

In the early days of dreaming, Meng Changtian suddenly came back to his senses, recalling the previous scene, with a lingering look on his face, and then cast a grateful look at Lu Chen.

Waving a hand, Lu Chen twisted his eyebrows, eyes like electricity, passing through the sky full of blood, vaguely, some people can be seen,

"Boom!"

As the blood was in the air, a vast vitality suddenly stirred up, pushing the blood back, and then hundreds of figures burst out from it.

These hundreds of people, headed by them, are the Emperor Fengyun. When Xue Li launched a devastating blow, the former protected a part of the strong with great magical powers. Otherwise, the thousands of bones would have to be added. Hundreds.

When everyone was immersed in fear, lingering fears, rejoicing..., the sky was full of blood and blood, and the piercing laughter of Xue Li spread out.

"Hahaha...what a strong blood, after three thousand years, I finally feel this great power to control life and death again, and I can cross the threshold and restore the peak state.

It's still a little bit worse, devour you, restore the peak, just around the corner! "

The expressions of a group of powerhouses changed drastically. At the same time as these words came out, they vaguely felt that there was a tyrannical aura that locked them firmly.

"Hahaha...Today, none of you can escape. Everyone will be my blood food and be my nourishment for reaching the top."

The voice of Xue Li continued to sway, resounding through the nine heavens, the huge imperial city, and hundreds of thousands of warriors, their expressions changed simultaneously.

The faces of everyone were extremely embarrassed, and some powerful people even flickered with fear.

Lu Chen's expression was equally embarrassing, but what made him a little relieved was that from Xue Li's words, it seemed that the latter's strength had not yet recovered to the celestial phenomenon, probably in the late Vientiane state, that is, Vientiane. Around eight or nine...

It's weaker, I'm afraid there are about sevenfold in all things.

In the late stage of the Vientiane Realm, for him, he is still out of reach and invincible, but fortunately, there is already a glimmer of hope.

At the front of the crowd, the emperor Fengyun's expressionless face, clothes hunting and hunting, the majestic vitality fluctuations, constantly surging from him, and the vitality surges on his palms.

Blood qi surged, and Xue Li slowly emerged, looking down, and said indifferently: "If you stop me, are you afraid that I will kill you? However, it is not easy to think of you as the sixth level of Vientiane cultivation. You are willing to be planted by me and become my blood slave. I can spare your life."

The emperor Fengyun did not answer, the aura on his body became more and more violent, and the powerful people behind him kept retreating...

"Finally, since you want to die, then you can do it for you." Xue Li licked his mouth excitedly. For him, the six-fold vitality of Vientiane was undoubtedly a "gourmet meal" that swallowed the emperor's situation. Although he can't recover to the peak in one fell swoop, it can also make him go further.

When the voice fell, Xue Li was about to do it.

"Whoo! Whoo!"

The speed of breaking through the air came from the depths of the palace below, and two streams of light rose into the sky. The speed was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, they appeared on both sides of the Emperor Fengyun.

The light dissipated, and two old figures appeared. Both of them were old men. They looked like they were sixty or seventy years old, with white beards and sharp eyes, one in black, and the other with a giant knife.

Of course, the old man’s current cultivation base has a life span of hundreds of years. He looks sixty or seventy years old, but in fact, he may be three or four hundred years old.

Two old men, one on the left and the other on the right, stood respectfully beside the emperor. Judging from the aura radiating from the two of them, they both have the cultivation base of the Vientiane Realm.

Seeing the appearance of two old men, Xue Li was not afraid of rejoicing, and a little bloodthirsty appeared on his gray face.

"Jiejie, two more to die..."

Speaking of this, there was another speedy sound of breaking through the air in the distance, and at the same time, a dull sound rang out like thunder.

"Who would dare to be presumptuous in my Qiyue Dynasty!"