Eternal Sacred King Chapter 439: Tianjiao gather
Hang Qiuyu, holding a long sword, broke into the crowd, wherever he passed, blood flowed, stumps and arms flew around, the scene was tragic, like hell.
The battlefield is in chaos.
The sound of shouts, screams, cries of pain, and the sound of fighting mixed together.
Tart! Tart! Tart!
Just south, there was a heavy footstep.
Every time it falls, the ground is faintly trembling, and it seems that a huge monster is rushing towards it, with a terrifying momentum!
Many monks follow the prestige.
I saw an inch-headed monk coming with a stride, naked to the upper body, and his exposed skin shone with bronze light, his muscles bulging, full of explosive power!
This man carried a huge iron gun on his shoulder, dark and heavy, and exuding a violent aura. His eyes were like torches, and his momentum was compelling. He laughed and said: "A group of things that do not live or die, rely on you to dare to get involved. Imperial Palace?"
"Hurry up, you are in the magic door!"
"It's Pang Yue, the demon son of the Overlord Palace, run away!"
Pang Yue slapped the gun body on his shoulder, and the huge iron spear bounced up loudly, "Now I want to escape, it's too late!"
Huh!
The iron spear broke through the air, turning into a black light, and the wind howled.
Pang Yueren walked with the gun and crashed directly into the crowd.
The cultivators who stood in the forefront were directly hit by this dark iron gun to pieces. The spear shook, and the spirit weapons that were cut on it burst into pieces.
"Kill!"
Pang Yue yelled, holding the dark iron gun in one hand, and swiping his backhand, in order to sweep the army, and smash the flesh of a dozen monks in the crowd to pieces!
Overlord Palace is the most powerful sect of body refining in the Demon Sect.
Even on the Heavenly Desolate Continent, you can definitely rank in the top three, as well as Liuli Palace and Jingang Temple.
As a demon of the Overlord Palace, Pang Yue can imagine the horror of his melee combat power.
This is a total killing feast!
Pang Yue's body is flashing with eight spiritual veins, spiritual power surging, blood rushing, and iron guns passing by, there must be people turning their horses on their backs, no one can stun him.
On the other side, there is purple gas coming from the east.
If the emperor descends, the coercion is arbitrary!
"Run away, it's Aoyuxiao from the Zixiao School!"
In the eastern crowd, there was also a mess, and many monks fled in all directions.
A monk dressed in a purple robe stood in the air with a serious expression. He was surrounded by hundreds of millions of purple auras, thousands of rays of light, and thousands of brilliant colors. The whole person exuded a majesty that overlooked all beings.
"Go!"
Ao Yuxiao waved his sleeve robe and let out a soft beating.
The billions of purple qi that originally enveloped him, slowly condensed a purple long sword in mid-air, with a ray of light, like a purple sky breaking through the sky, tearing the crowd into pieces.
The purple sky is vertical and horizontal, and many monks fall from mid-air, and their bodies disappear.
Tang Yu's expectation is not bad, the palace of the human emperor will inevitably break out an unprecedented **** battle in the ancient battlefield.
The vicinity of the Palace of Human Emperor will become a Shura field full of killings.
Not only the Sword Sect and the Zixiao Sect, but the other descendants of the Nine Immortal Sects have also appeared one after another and joined the battlefield.
There are fairies fluttering in white, cold as frost, monks with thunder-like eyes and gusty winds, and Taoist priests holding a whisk with a crown on their heads...
In the Demon Sect, all except the Demon Pang Yue of the Overlord Palace, Shang Guan Yu, the Demon of the Yunyu Sect, and the Demon of Illusory Demon Cult appeared.
Bai Yu, the demon of the Shura Sect, rushed into the battlefield with the Shura knife, just as he was going to rise up.
Last time, in the land of the sword mountain and the sea, Bai Yu lost to Su Zimo and fled with blood escape.
Now that he has appeared again, he has already opened up the eighth spiritual vein!
In all fairness, if you don't penetrate the eight channels, let alone want to get involved in the Human Palace, just come and watch it, and you will end up like these monks in front of you.
The descendants of the fairy gate and the demon gate, tacitly avoided the other party for the time being, and joined forces to kill other monks.
Under such a situation, only the eight veins building the foundation can have a glimmer of hope of escape!
On the edge of the chaotic battlefield, stood a man in sackcloth with thick eyebrows and a rough face, watching this scene coldly.
Su Zimo has arrived!
"Ding——ding——"
At this moment, there was a long and long ringing ring from the west, which seemed to cleanse the soul and was extremely sacred.
Along with this ringing bell, a bald monk came on foot, barefooted monk robe, holding a golden bell, and there was a faint golden light flashing in his eyes. It was the descendant of the Jingang Temple, the monk, Juan!
"Amitabha."
Monk Jue'ai stood up with one hand and chanted a long Buddha's horn, full of breath.
I haven't seen him for ten days. I feel that Monk An looks as usual, his breath is steady, and his previous injuries have obviously healed.
Su Zimo nodded secretly.
The King Kong Temple is worthy of being one of the six Buddhist monasteries, and it does have some abilities.
Before, Monk Jue'ai was strongly suppressed by him, and the flesh and blood on his arm burst, and the internal organs were all misplaced.
In ten days, he has recovered to the same level as before, which also confirmed that the monk's physical body is indeed extraordinary.
"Ding!"
Monk Jue'an was expressionless, his wrists trembling, and he shook slightly, and another bell rang.
Originally flying with swords in mid-air, the monks who wanted to escape the battlefield were shocked, their faces pale and shaky.
"Ding!"
The bell rings again.
Plop, plop!
One by one, the cultivators fell from mid-air, and when they fell to the ground, their eyes were dim, the Qi orifices were bleeding, and they were already dead!
Behind the monk Jue'ai, there are three monks and a female nun walking slowly.
Although these three monks and one nun are all Buddhists, they have different costumes, and the sect tokens hanging from their waists are also different.
In the six Buddhist monasteries, five great descendants have already appeared!
Tianjiao gather together!
In this battle, the monks of other sects, or some self-proclaimed powerful casual cultivators, finally realized the horror of the descendants of the immortal gates, the demon gates, and the Buddhist sects.
Even if they build the foundation for the Eight Veins, these monks are not the opponents of these three descendants!
There are fewer and fewer monks near the Palace of the Human Emperor, but there are more and more bones, and blood is flowing into a river.
Finally, someone stared at Su Zimo who was standing on the edge.
Sura sect demon, Bai Yu!
Naturally, he didn't know Su Zimo who had changed his face, otherwise he wouldn't be so unscrupulous and walk over alone.
Bai Yu looked cold, carrying a **** Shura knife in his hand, looking at Su Zimo's eyes without a trace of emotion.
Su Zimo's face was expressionless, and a touch of mockery flashed deep in his eyes.
"Dead!"
The white feather wheel moved the Shura knife and drew a blood-colored arc in mid-air~IndoMTL.com~ and slashed directly towards Su Zimo's head.
Su Zimo's eyes were bright, and just as he was about to make a move, there was a sudden scream behind him.
"Stop!"
The fragrant wind hits.
A pink ribbon broke through the air, looking soft and feeble, blocking the blade, but resisting Bai Yu's knife!
Immediately afterwards, the pink ribbon seemed to have spirituality, winding upward along the blade.
Bai Yu frowned, and quickly retracted the Shura knife.
"Ji Fairy, what are you doing?"
Bai Yu looked at the girl in the pink skirt who appeared behind the big man in Mai, and asked with an unkind expression on her face.
"Hee hee."
Ji Yaojing has put on her veil again, smiled lightly, and gave Su Zimo a white look, and said: "This is the friend I invited, and it is with us the magic door."