There was a sound of "Bang——", and in an instant, before Poison Phoenix Goddess could resist, she was suppressed by Li Qiye. She was suppressed to the ground, unable to move.
"Boy, give me a fan -" Seeing that Poison Phoenix Goddess was defeated, Yu Yansheng took action, shouted wildly, and instantly fanned out the feather fan in his hand.
With a loud bang of "Boom--", the real fire surged into the sky, burning all regions. In an instant, the whole world was submerged by the terrifying real fire. When such a fan of real fire was blown out, it could burn down an entire sect. It will be destroyed into ashes, and the horror is unparalleled.
The sound of "Zi, Zhi, Zhi" sounded, and under the burning of the real fire, the yellow sand in the sky was burned and melted into pieces of magma, just like a volcanic eruption.
As for Li Qiye who was in the real fire, he was completely swallowed up by the real fire. The most powerful and terrifying real fire also rushed towards Li Qiye crazily, as if it wanted to completely devour and burn Li Qiye.
There was a sound of "Zi——". At this moment, Li Qiye just swept it with his hand. The extreme cold suppressed it and instantly extinguished all the real fires. No matter how strong or fierce the real fire was, they were extinguished in an instant. Alas, under this extreme cold, the raging true fire that Yu Yan produced was just a wisp of fire in the ice and snow.
There was a sound of "dang", and Li Qiye just moved a little casually. The black ice was like an iron chain. The sound of "dang, clang, clang" instantly locked Yu Yansheng's whole body to the ground, unable to move.
In an instant, all four of Mad Niu and the others were defeated, except the sick king who did not take action.
From the beginning to the end, Li Qiye only used one palm, without any weapons or any skills. With just a few moves, he defeated Mad Niu and the four immortal gods.
"This is just a little effort to play with you." Li Qiye stood there calmly, with his hands behind his hands, and said nonchalantly: "If I get serious, let alone being a thief, even I I’m scared myself.”
At this time, whether it was the mad bull or the eight-armed golden dragon, they all turned pale with shock. They were immortal gods and powerful enemies of Emperor Taiqing. Needless to say, they were so powerful.
However, today, the four of them took action one after another, and they were all defeated by Li Qiye. Moreover, Li Qiye only used one palm from the beginning to the end, which means that Li Qiye defeated them with just one move.
This is such a terrifying strength. Therefore, Mad Bull and Eight-Armed Golden Dragon have already realized that they have encountered a terrifying person. After all, there is no chance to defeat them.
At this moment, Mad Bull and Eight-Armed Golden Dragon couldn't help but shrink their pupils. At this moment, they couldn't estimate Li Qiye's strength. This was beyond their scope and was already unfathomable.
"Are you still going to take action?" Li Qiye stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the sick king, the wind was light and the clouds were calm, and he was at ease.
"We have reached this point. We know we will lose, so we can only give it a try." At this time, Bingjun sighed softly, and as soon as he finished speaking, he threw away the crutch in his hand.
Bing Jun also knew at this time that he was no longer Li Qiye's opponent. Although he was much stronger than Mad Niu and the others, he could not defeat Mad Niu and the Eight-Armed Golden Dragon with just a few moves. , I’m afraid no one in the entire imperial line can do it.
There was a loud sound of "Boom--". At this moment, Bing Jun spewed out a torrential mist from his whole body. The mist spewed out by Bing Jun was gray, like haze.
At this moment, Bingjun no longer looked sickly. At this moment, Bingjun seemed to have changed into a different person, swallowing mountains and rivers with anger, like a supreme emperor, with the aura of dominating the world.
Even though Bingjun was only wearing common clothes at this time, the aura he exuded was still that of a noble emperor, as if he was a born emperor, ruling all realms and taking charge of the universe.
This is the sick king, this is his true appearance. As for the sickly appearance, it is just an appearance. Don’t forget, the key point of the name Bingjun is not the word “bed”, but the word “jun”. His word “jun” means to rule over the world.
One can imagine how powerful and terrifying the sick king was back then.
There was a sound of "Zi, Zhi, Zhi". When the sick man took a step forward, when his gray mist touched the yellow sand, the yellow sand on the ground suddenly rotted away. You know, every grain of yellow sand here is as hard as crystal, but when it is touched by the gray mist, it decays into powder.
This is King Bing's Divine Plague Avenue. With his avenue, he can even destroy a sect, a heritage, and an army of millions without even using a single move. In his eyes, he is also vulnerable to a single blow.
"Qi -" Bing Jun let out a long roar, and with a loud "boom", his gray mist rushed up to the sky and sprayed into the sky. Even the big stars were hit by such a breath of divine plague. Everything will turn into powder all of a sudden, and the stars will disappear like this.
There was a loud sound of "Boom -". At this moment, the terrifying aura of the divine plague rushed towards Li Qiye like a storm, as if it was going to tear Li Qiye into pieces and into powder.
As soon as the sick king takes action, he is like the plague king who is tyrannizing the world. He is a generation of kings who bring destruction and death. Such a scene makes people shudder.
"Divine Plague?" Facing the whistling aura of Divine Plague, Li Qiye just smiled and said, "Compared to my death, it's just a small skill." As soon as he finished speaking, he just pointed a finger.
There was a "buzz" sound, and at this moment, there was a wisp of death aura lingering on Li Qiye's fingertips. This wisp of death aura seemed very weak and would be extinguished at any time.
A sound of "Zi, Zhi, Zhi" sounded, but just under this breath of death, the breath of divine plague roaring into the sky was instantly replaced by the breath of death. In the blink of an eye, even if it was the divine plague, The aura of plague also died suddenly, turning into powder and drifting away.
The last sound of "Zi" sounded, and all the breath of the divine plague was swallowed up by death. No matter how terrifying the divine plague was, it was so insignificant compared to death. Death, this is the destination of everything, and nothing can escape it.
There was a "bang" sound, and Bing Jun wanted to rush forward, but he stopped suddenly, crushed the ground with one step, and stabilized his figure.
Because at this moment, Li Qiye's fingers were right in front of him, and a breath of death was swaying in front of his throat. As long as he stepped forward a little bit more, this breath of death would instantly penetrate into his body.
Bing Jun himself can create the Divine Plague Avenue. Of course he understands that once this breath of death penetrates into his body, he will definitely die. No matter how powerful the power or the powerful technique, he can't resist death.
At this time, the patient froze there, not daring to move or even swallow a mouthful of saliva, as if he was afraid that if he moved, the breath of death would penetrate into his body.
There was a "bang" sound, and Li Qiye flipped it casually and suppressed Bingjun to the ground.
In the blink of an eye, all five of Bingjun and the others were suppressed to the ground. All five of them were defeated by Li Qiye, and Li Qiye was just making a few moves.
Seeing Mr. Bing being knocked to the ground, at this moment, Yu Yansheng's and their faces changed drastically, and they were shocked. At this moment, they couldn't help but despair.
Among them, Bing Lord is the most powerful. It can even be said that Bing Lord can fight one against four. Now Bing Lord is suppressed to the ground by Li Qiye. They are no match for Li Qiye at all. When Bing Lord falls to the ground , that means their only hope has been extinguished.
"No, my horns -" At this time, Mad Bull couldn't help but screamed while holding his broken horns.
For Mad Bull, it is not an easy task for his severed horns to grow back. This is no better than the eight-armed golden dragon's arm. Although the eight-armed golden dragon's arm was torn off, his arm wants to Reinvention, that's much easier.
As for his horns, they grow inch by inch and are not as simple as reshaping.
"They are about to die, why do they care about the horns?" Seeing the mad bull hugging his horns and howling wildly, the eight-armed golden dragon lost his temper and said, "Can't you just leave it to your descendants?"
"That really can--" Mad Niu was a down-to-earth person and said seriously: "As a family, we can leave the horns to our descendants, especially my horns, which are a priceless treasure and can be used as a fortress for my descendants. A family thing.”
Seeing the strength of Mad Niu, Yu Yansheng and the others were speechless. At this time, they were all fish on Li Qiye's chopping board. Their lives were hanging by a thread and could die at any time. However, Mad Niu cared about his horns. This was really disappointing. Speechless.
"It's really a bit boring." Li Qiye yawned, glanced at Bingjun and the others casually, and said leisurely: "What should I do with you?"
"You can kill or behead me as you wish. Anyway, my old cow has never died before." Mad Niu, who had a rough personality, yelled and said, "My old cow will not beg for mercy from you!"
"If you are not good at learning, you will be defeated by others, and you will have nothing to say." Compared to the rough Mad Niu, Yu Yansheng spoke much more politely, and his words were also a bit refined.
"It's inevitable to die, it's just that you'll die sooner or later." Poison Phoenix Goddess simply said: "Let's do it, die early or be reborn early, so that we won't suffer for the rest of our lives."
"Kill, I won't frown." The eight-armed golden dragon also laughed wildly and said: "In short, in this ghost place, there is no way to escape death, it's just that you will die sooner than later. Let's take a step first, the future is underground Huangquan is waiting for you."
"Who said I'm going to die?" Li Qiye yawned and said boredly.
"Hey, boy, this is the ancient prison. Once you get here, you will inevitably die. It's just that you will die sooner than later." The eight-armed golden dragon said: "In short, you will die here, and you will never get out in this life. ”
