Emperor of the North Chapter 882: Tragic battle on Jinxia Peak (9)
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Li Mu's spiritual sense is so powerful, at a glance I can tell that Mo Xuyou is trying to blew the soul, and Luo Xiu and Miao Konghua, who are holding the strange beast door, are buried with him.
"Master, wait a minute!"
Seeing that Li Mu had no desire to blew himself up, he quickly grabbed each other with his eyesight and hands, while Luo Xiu and Miao Konghua also discovered unwarranted intentions under Li Mu's delay, and hurriedly moved towards the midair behind. Backed out.
"Little Li Mu, what are you doing!! Right now my Jin Yuzong is in danger. If I fight this old bone to be buried with the other two powerful kings, it will be dead and no regrets!"
After being held by Li Mu, he stared at Li Mudao angrily, which made Li Mu a little embarrassed.
"Elder Tai, although you are not wrong, but you haven’t reached that point yet. By the way, I forgot to ask. My Golden Jade Sect’s treasure of the Zhenzong Hunyuan Jinding, why not use sacred objects? !"
After Li Mu smiled embarrassedly, his face soon became serious again, looking at him and asking.
"Hunyuan Jinding was taken to Jinyu City by Yuanye and Qiushui, alas! If not, our Jinyu Sect would not fall into such a situation!"
Faced with Li Mu's doubts, there was no need to have a bitter long sigh. Li Mu rolled his eyes when he heard the words. He didn't need to ask to know that there were not many sacred artifacts in the Jin Yuzong, and there must be no such unneeded ones.
"Boom!!!!"
Another loud noise spread from mid-air. Li Mu and Moxu heard the sound, and all their expressions changed, but it was Jin Yuzong's true king who was holding two black iron guts, and the two opponents joined forces. He was hit hard, blew up on the spot, turned into a terrifying wave of true vitality, collapsed in midair.
"Uncle Luo!"
I saw Jin Yuzong’s true king and old man died. Mo Xuyou beside Li Mu couldn’t help clenching his fists. Obviously he knew Jin Yuzong, the fallen elder. He called the other uncle. , Obviously this person's seniority is higher than him.
"Uncle Master!!!"
Following the fall of the true king of Jin Yuzong, Sang Kunlun, who was fighting against Han Ji, the true king and strong man of the Unfeeling Palace, not far away, also let out an exclaim, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and his hands were pinched on his chest. Together, a golden true essence storm gushes out of his body and condenses into a golden true essence giant cauldron outside his body.
This golden giant cauldron is more than ten meters in size. After it has condensed into shape, a horrible suction from the mouth of the Cauldron draws Han Ji into the golden giant cauldron.
"Blast me!"
After controlling the golden cauldron and sucking in Han Ji, Sang Kunlun raised his hand and hit the golden cauldron with a punch, exploding with the bombardment of the golden cauldron. Although the Han Ji inside was with a white ancient sword Resisting part of the Jinding’s self-destructive Yuwei, but still vomiting blood from the shock, he flew out backwards.
"Jin Geng Jian Yuan!!"
After a fist flew Han Ji, Sang Kunlun stepped out and came to Miao Konghua and Luo Xiu not far away, and opened his mouth to spit out two golden lights at the two, but they were two handles. A golden flying sword that is three feet long.
After the two golden flying swords were spit out from Sang Kunlun’s mouth, they shot at Miao Konghua and Luo Xiu at a speed that was hard to see with the naked eye. Although Miao Konghua and Luo Xiu were only in the early stage of the king His cultivation base, but his reaction was not slow at all. One offered a **** seal on one side, and one opened a pink bead in an attempt to block the attack of the golden flying sword.
"Boom!! Boom!!!"
Two violent explosions sounded from mid-air at the same time, but the two golden flying swords ejected by Sang Kunlun hit the black big seal and pink beads respectively, and the black big seal was hit by the golden flying sword. He dashed away directly, and Na Luo Xiu was dumbfounded, and his brow was pierced by the golden flying sword, and then his body burst into pieces from mid-air.
As for the wonderful sky flower, the pink beads she sprayed also exploded under the shooting of the golden flying sword, but when the golden flying sword hit her body, a human shape flew out of her eyebrows With a pink aura, curled up with a pink flying sword and a storage ring, flew towards the distant sky, not even the flesh, and escaped with the soul.
"Sang Kunlun!!!"
Han Ji, who was injured by a punch by Sang Kunlun, saw that in the blink of an eye, the two true kings of her own party died and the other was injured. In a hurry, she ignored her injuries, and her sleeves were slender as The silver needles of the hair flew out from the sleeves of his robe, and quickly turned into a dazzling rain of silver needles in mid-air, and shot towards Sang Kunlun.
"Roar!!!"
Faced with the attack of Han Ji's Silver Needle Rain, Sang Kunlun opened his mouth and screamed and activated the magical power of Soulfall Roar. A sound like the mighty sky shook the mountain and river, shaking all the space in front of Sang Kunlun. Fragmented, even the silver needle rain sent by Han Ji swept in.
The void is distorted, and the power of space spread. The space between Han Ji and Sang Kunlun turned into a black void, forming a huge space loophole, using the cultivation base of the true king of Sang Kunlun to launch the soul roar This magical power is more than several times stronger than Li Mu's daily soul-falling roar. The silver needle rain that Han Ji Lingbao has transformed into this chaotic void space has all been crushed and turned into powder.
"Whoo!!!!"
Sang Kunlun thought that the blow of his soul-falling roar had withstood the attack of Han Ji Lingbao, but what he didn't expect was that there was a sound of breaking through the black space in front of him, and then A slender silver needle flew out of the gap in the space, and came to Sang Kunlun in a blink of an eye.
Although the appearance of the silver needle was a bit unexpected, Sang Kunlun, as a figure in the pinnacle of the true king, naturally did not react slowly. In a hurry, he quickly raised his right hand and blocked his eyes, wanting Resist the attack of this hair-thin silver needle with physical strength.
"Hiss!!"
A faint voice sounded from Sang Kunlun’s hand, and the silver needle from Han Ji fell on the back of Sang Kunlun’s hand, but what Sang Kunlun didn’t expect was that the silver needle was there. The shot that hit the back of his hand actually penetrated directly through the back of his hand and submerged in the center of his eyebrows.
"Master!!!"
Seeing Sang Kunlun being hit by Han Ji's Lingbao, Li Chengfeng's expression on the ground below greatly changed with an exclamation. Accompanied by his exclamation, Sang Kunlun's body was in the air for a while. Shaking, then fell straight down from mid-air.
The complexion of Sang Kunlun who fell to the ground was a little distorted. His whole body was trembling constantly, and a silver light was faintly visible in the center of his eyebrows. A discerning person knew at a glance that this silver light was the thin one from Han Ji Silver needle for hair.
"Master, how are you!"
Li Chengfeng was the first to rush to Sang Kunlun's body. He looked at Sang Kunlun, who was obviously in a state of something wrong. He was very worried, but Sang Kunlun didn't pay attention to him. Instead, he activated the true essence in his body. , Wrapped in the silver light in his brow.
"Hahaha!! Sang Kunlun, do you still want to force my cold soul silver needle out? I tell you, this cold soul silver needle is made by me imitating the unfeeling disillusionment needle of my unfeeling palace, although It's not worth mentioning compared to the quasi imperial weapon, but it's not so friendly. Just wait for your soul to be slowly melted away by it!"
With a flash of white light, Han Ji's figure appeared in the air above Li Mu and the others. She looked condescendingly at Sang Kunlun who was running the technique against the silver needles in her eyebrows, with a sneer at the corner of her mouth.
"Witch, do you dare to plot a sneak attack!"
Although Mo Xuyou was seriously injured, his arrogance as a real king is not weakened. He stared at Han Ji in mid-air, and opened his mouth to spray a substantive golden sword light, killing Han Ji. Past.
"Jin Geng Jianyuan? If Sang Kunlun played it personally, I would still be afraid of three points, but you, too weak!"
Han Ji sneered at Mo Xuyou's sudden attack, and then the white ancient sword in her hand spun and smashed the golden sword light on Mo Xuyou's golden sword light.
After a sword smashed the Jin Geng Jianyuan that Mo Xuyou had issued, Han Ji moved the white long sword in her hand again, shaking her hand and shot a substantive white sword gang, which fell towards Mo Xuyou who had been seriously injured.
Moxu was seriously injured at this moment. Naturally, he couldn't withstand the late blow of True King Han Ji. Many elders of Jin Yuzong saw this scene and quickly activated magical powers and spirit treasures, and together they bombarded the white sword. In the past, but their cultivation base was too different from Han Ji, and all the magical powers and spirit treasures they emitted were smashed into the air by the white sword gun.
The white sword Gang was like a broken bamboo, and soon passed through the obstacles and came to the unwarranted body.
"Dang!!!"
Seeing that the white sword gang was about to hit Moxu, suddenly, a black golden dragon claw, clutching a person wrapped in white silk paw, flew over from one side and blocked the moxu body. Earlier, the white sword Gang slashed on the white silk pa...