Heavenly Lord Asura Chapter 305: Chasing and killing Zhao Qing

What's more, it's Zhao Qing, Wu Tian wanted to kill him a long time ago, for Shishi, for Xiaoyi to give out that bad breath.

In a dense forest, Zhao Qing and the two leaned in embarrassment on a large rock, looking into the distance, their faces full of sorrow.

"Brother Ning, don't worry, one day, I will avenge you and turn Wutian into ashes!"

Zhao Qing vowed to the sky that not only the people of the Great Confucian dynasty died this time, but the man who loved him so much also died for himself.

"Brother, you must live, you must!"

Yan Momo's expression was desolate, and his heart was extremely sad. Although he had escaped from danger, there was still a deep horror in his eyes. Wutian was too strong. It was a Shura that could not be defeated at all.

In fact, are they really out of danger? The answer is obviously impossible.

Suddenly, a Jiugong lore forbidden talisman released a monstrous murderous aura, broke through the void, and rushed towards the two of them.

"Ah..."

Under the blood-colored restraint hood, a scream immediately sounded. Zhao Qing watched Yan Momo and let out a painful scream. He was strangled by ten thousand murderous intent and died in front of him. There was nothing left, she The grief and anger in my heart are extremely violent, and the anger from the eyes is enough to burn the sky!

"Wu Tian, ​​you must not die..."

Zhao Qing's face was hideous, with disheveled hair, and the people around him were killed one after another, but he was unable to save it. The ethereal sword burst with bright lights, and the world faded instantly. !

However, Yan Momo could not be saved, his soul collapsed, and his body became a mist of blood, floating between heaven and earth.

"Clang!"

A metal sound shook out, pierced through gold and cracked rocks, the earth fell, the dust covered it, and even the sky was trembling, the wind roared, the dark clouds covered the top, and the abnormal phenomena appeared frequently...

A half-cut sword, the power of fire is overwhelming, it cuts through the void, and slashes toward Wutian.

The force is unstoppable, the world is overwhelming, in Wutian's eyes, this sword seems to have covered the sky, and all the scenery of the world has disappeared. Only a sword is cut down fiercely, and the sky is full of fire. The power, like a sea tide, is coming in anger!

"How did you hurt Xiaoyi in the past, now I will give it back."

The skyless face is expressionless, the power of fire is gushing, and the sun and moon gods are clanging, more than ten times stronger than the revival of the ethereal sword, the land of a hundred miles collapses immediately, the creatures are charcoal, and a mess!

Without any resistance, the broken sword shook open, and the terrifying shock made Zhao Qing's body tremble, his arms were numb, the tiger's mouth was bleeding, and the ethereal sword had to get away.

Zhao Qing changed color and held the hilt with both hands. However, the ethereal sword clanged and trembled constantly. Her palms began to split and blood spilled.

Clang!

The sun and the moon flew out and hit the sword again. The ethereal sword trembled suddenly. The huge impact tore Zhao Qing's hands apart. He also suffered severe trauma in his body and spouted a mouthful of blood. The dress was dyed red.

With a scream, the ethereal sword got out of control, shot out into a mountain a hundred miles away, and with a boom, a big hole suddenly appeared here, and rubble fell to the ground, and the sky was covered with dust!

Without the empty spirit sword, Zhao Qing is like a toothless snake, without threat.

However, I have to say that she has a very good temperament. She didn't groan at such a terrifying injury, and she didn't even blink her eyelids. She stared at Wutian with hatred and bitterness.

"For your brother Zhao Kuang, I admire it, but for you, I am very disappointed. Originally, the blood of the Zhao family can continue. I blame you for not cherishing it."

Wu Tian said indifferently, the Jiu Gong lore forbidden talisman swept out, wisps of blood gushing, and instantly enveloped Zhao Qing, he did not look at the result, his true cultivation is still in the initial stage of the hundred dynasties, and he can fight with him for so long The reason for not dying is entirely because of the Ethereal Sword.

Now that the empty spirit sword is out of her hand, it is impossible for her to survive the nine palace lore that can kill the great maiden.

The Wutian figure flashed, and galloped away in the direction where the ethereal sword was shot.

The painful scream behind him resounded through the sky, but it did not make a ripple in his heart, indifferent and calm.

The ethereal sword swayed continuously, and its sharp edge was dependent. Wutian did not touch it with his hands, and the third opened, and the broken sword was retracted into the star realm.

This sword is on Zhao Qing. It is inevitable that Chi Yanzi will not die. Then there must be Chi Yanzi's soul imprint in the Ethereal Sword. It is naturally not Xiao Wuhao that can erase the soul imprint.

The imperial soldier is not the king’s magical soldier. If Wutian does not have a sun-moon disc, and only relying on the way of prohibition, to wipe out Zhao Qing and others will undoubtedly be idiotic dreams. When there is an imperial soldier, all this is not an illusion. .

The ethereal sword is not bad, and its power after resuscitation is half inferior to the complete imperial soldier, but it is higher than the king's magical soldier. I don't know how many ranks it is.

"It's done!"

In almost a few breaths, Xiao Wuhao sent the empty spirit sword out and fell into Wutian's hands. Chi Yanzi's soul imprint had been erased and it became Wuzhu's thing.

A drop of blood dripped from Wutian's fingertips and merged into the sword's body, and immediately a feeling of water and milk came to my heart.

"From now on, you will no longer be called the Void Spirit Sword, I will give you the name, Slay God!"

Zhan Shen seems to be wise, he hums and trembles, seems very satisfied with the name, even without the sky, it blooms with bright light, the fire element energy between the heaven and the earth, surging and gathering Above it, the light became more and more flaming, and the sharpness became more and more amazing!

"Little emperor, ethereal sword...No, now it’s called God Slasher. According to the deity’s previous observations, God Slasher is made from earth flames and has considerable room for improvement. If you can find another part, then With enough materials, promotion to Saint Soldier is not a problem."

Xiao Wuhao threw out a earth-shattering news, Wutian's eyes flashed, staring straight at Zhan Shen, hoping. Immediately, his brows frowned: "You erased your soul mark before, did you feel where Chi Yanzi is?"

"No, it must be in the outside world, and due to the rules of Jue Yin Ruins, Chi Yanzi can't sense it. His soul mark has been erased, and the imperial soldier has changed hands."

"That's how it is."

Wu Tian nodded, took a step forward, and swept towards the battlefield of Di Tian and others, and when he passed the top of the Jiu Gong lore, he waved his hand, and the Jiu Gong lore forbidden talisman converged and shot back to his hand.

After putting away the forbidden talisman, Wutian was about to leave, but at this moment, a touch of surprise appeared between his brows, and then he landed quickly, looking at the place previously shrouded by the Jiugong lore, his brows wrinkled, his eyes haze.

Because here, he didn't see any corpses with broken arms, no broken bones, not even a smell of blood.

A thought that surprised and irritated him appeared, Zhao Qing escaped...

Wu Tian rushed to nine days, his eyes flickered, looking down on the earth, but he didn't even see half of him, so he fell on the ground again, his eyes were concentrated, and he looked carefully for a while, and finally he was sure that Zhao Qingzhen had escaped. Up.

"Damn it!" Wutian was so angry that he stamped his foot on the ground, and the place exploded, showing a deep hole, with several cracks spreading.

Don't think about it, Zhao Qing must have used some peerless treasure or a ban-releasing talisman above the eighth level when he went to fetch the empty spirit sword, broke the ban and escaped.

"Xiao Wuhao, can you feel her breath?" Wutian said solemnly.

In less than a moment, Xiao Wuhao said: "I can't sense it, there should be some treasure that can hide the breath on this woman."

"Let the tiger go back to the mountain, there are endless troubles!" Wutian was so angry that he blamed himself for overconfidence. For a moment, this vicious woman seized the opportunity and took the opportunity to slip away.

Since there was a moment of silence, the force of the wind was gushing, and he rose into the sky and quickly disappeared into the sky.

Shortly after Wutian left, a head suddenly appeared in the mud that had previously been shrouded by the Nine Palaces lore. This person is not Zhao Qing and who is it!

Zhao Qing glanced around, and after making sure that there was no one, he broke through the mud and leaped up.

"Wu Tian, ​​you wait, don't kill you, I, Zhao Qing, swear not to be a man!" Zhao Qing looked out at the horizon, her eyes were full of fierceness and spite, and there was a palm-sized token in the palm of her hand. , Shining with hazy Xiahui.

If Wutian is here, he will definitely recognize it at a glance, this token is exactly the eighth-order ban relief symbol.

In her other hand, there is also an egg-sized red gem, glowing with rays of light, isolating all the breath.

After a few moments, Zhao Qing received the forbidden symbols and the red gems, and looked in a direction, which was the opposite of Wutian. The light wing appeared, flew into the sky, and left without looking back.

On the other side, the fierce battle has reached a fever pitch.

The beasts roared to the sky, the voices roared again and again, and the ground in a radius of thousands of miles was devastated, the mountains and the ground were cracked, and there were countless large and small abysses. The magma spewed inside, flooding the place like a torrent.

On the sky, on the ground, and in the magma, people and beasts are fighting and entangled everywhere, and the blood has stained the sky red.

The kings and gods are powerful and powerful, the imperial soldiers are fighting bulls, crushing ten directions, here is the **** on earth, living beings are charcoal, mountains and plains are full of corpses, here is like the end of the day, the sky is collapsing, the ground is sinking...

When Wutian came here, his mind couldn't help but be in a daze. Is this still the original Fiery Mountain? There is a mess everywhere, beyond recognition!

The battle was fierce~IndoMTL.com~ The people who came to the Confucian dynasty, except Zhang Qi, were almost completely wiped out and fell in a pool of blood. The fierce beasts in the Dragon God Mountains were also countless corpses, only left. Few more than thirty!

Looking at Ditian and other thirteen people, all of them were scarred and blood-wrapped. Qingzong’s Luoyan and Yunvzong’s Qu Lulu were lying on the ground, pale, unable to move. There was only a weak breath left, and he had obviously suffered terrible trauma.

Although the others will be better, they are all pale and look a little weak.

"The remaining fierce beasts are really too strong. They are basically the descendants of the Beast King and Beast King. They have pure bloodlines and are extremely powerful. The number is two or three times more than us. Unmatched!" Qu Lulu said weakly when Wutian arrived.

Wutian nodded. These fierce beasts are all relics of ancient times, and the blood power they radiate is extremely pure. According to his estimation, almost all have returned to their ancestors and possess all the power of their ancestors.

Furthermore, their cultivation bases are all extremely high, all of them existed at the completion stage of the Hundred Dynasties, and the Ditian and others were basically in the Dacheng stage, and they have been entangled with them to this day, completely relying on the emperor...