Chapter 888 Violent War

Style: Fantasy Author: Three ideasWords: 3062Update Time: 24/01/11 08:47:40
Cheng Qingsong looked at the Lingtou Flute eagerly, and he really wanted it in his heart. Although it was a resource treasure and could only produce medium-grade spiritual energy, it had the possibility of evolution, and he could use it to greatly restore his strength during battle!

"Qian Dao, I want it, how can I make it recognize me as its master?"

Bai Qiandao ignored the Lingtou Flute and shouted that he didn't want it. He thought about it, and then the strange fire poured into it, making the Lingtou Flute still want to go.

This don't want is different from the don't want just now. It is the discomfort of being burned by strange fire, and I don't want to be burned again.

Bai Qiandao smiled, handed the Lingtou Flute to Cheng Qingsong, and said, "My strange fire obeys you. If it doesn't obey, burn it."

Cheng Qingsong happily took it, took it into his body to nurture it, and said, "Qiandao, can you get that low-level spiritual treasure for me again?"

Bai Qiandao looked at the battle group, where several palace masters were fighting fiercely, and said: "Don't be greedy, that spiritual treasure is darting left and right, and has no intention of flying over. I am not intimate with you... So be it! I I have collected the spiritual treasures from Qi Lin for you..."

Having said this, Bai Qiandao grabbed some hidden spiritual treasures with his big hands and threw them to Cheng Qingsong one after another.

Cheng Qingsong's eyes narrowed when he smiled, his white teeth appeared at the corners of his mouth, and he kept collecting the spiritual treasures. He felt very happy!

The cultivators were stunned. How could it be like this? As soon as they caught it accurately, they would know where the spiritual treasure was.

There was a junior palace master who was far away and didn't know what was happening here. Although he was doubtful that the palace master was indifferent, he still shouted: "Little Taoist, Xiaoyingjun, don't steal treasures..."

Before Bai Qiandao could respond, Cheng Qingsong yelled, "Master, shut up. Your grandfathers are enjoying themselves. Don't disturb our fun."

"Eh? Are you so brave that you dare to be rude to me?"

"So what if I'm rude?" Cheng Qingsong called out the Bingzang sword.

As soon as the Bingzang Sword was drawn out, the sword energy soared to the sky with frightening power.

It didn't want to get entangled with humans, so it turned to the destined person. When the destined person called it out, it was quite loyal to its duties and truly showed its power.

The junior palace master looked at it, shrank his head, and became silent.

The mid-level spirit treasure can already fight against the palace master, not to mention that he is a junior palace master. He feels that his power is not so valuable, so he should avoid the edge!

Bai Qiandao stretched out his left hand and gave a thumbs up to Cheng Qingsong. Cheng Qingsong chuckled, feeling proud that he could threaten the junior palace master.

When Bai Qiandao was almost caught, a voice suddenly came from the ground: "Bai Qiandao, you can't run away, let us kill you!"

Cheng Qingsong became very excited and shouted: "Who dares to shout and kill Qian Dao?"

I turned around and looked blank.

Bai Qiandao was also in a daze, and saw hundreds of palace masters coming from all around, including the palace master Shaohui, who was the same group of palace masters he met last time.

He grabbed the spiritual treasure in a big way, and when the palace masters saw it, they silently formed a circle to surround him and kill him.

Bai Qiandao was really dumbfounded. There were seven half-step palace masters, forty high-level palace masters, fifty-six mid-level palace masters, and seventy-two low-level palace masters. The gathered momentum was overwhelming. Extremely frightening.

This is an increase of more than twenty palace masters than last time. This small circle is also expanding. Of course, compared to the number of palace masters in the seven-star plane, it is only a small part.

However, there are also Yisheng Gongzun and Angxiong Gongzun, the strongest in the seven-star plane, and their strength is terrifying.

Those cultivators who were first in the Qi Lin were trying to avoid it. They were secretly surprised that this Taoist named Bai Qiandao was so capable that he provoked so many palace masters to surround and kill him. This alone would make him proud of Jiuquan. , the name will last forever.

No one thinks that Bai Qiandao can still live, including himself. His strength has been greatly enhanced now, but he is still a peak Taoist after all. The limitations of his realm must be limited even if he goes against the will of heaven!

Bai Qiandao turned to look at Cheng Qingsong, who was already pale, sighed secretly, and said, "Are you scared out of your wits? If you don't want to die, leave quickly and go..."

When Bai Qiandao turned his back and waved him away with an impatient expression, Cheng Qingsong knew it.

He gritted his teeth and said: "Qiandao, I, Cheng Qingsong, am the second generation

My son, who has enjoyed glory and wealth for more than a hundred years, is fortunate enough to awaken his spiritual power and embark on a long journey of cultivation. Until now, I have survived many lonely years and escaped death twice. I still want to cultivate stronger and see more beautiful scenery. I am not willing to die, but I still have loyalty in my heart. Today, I will give up this life and die with you to prove the brotherhood between us. "

Bai Qiandao looked at him, with passion surging in his eyes, and he laughed and said, "Okay, I, Bai Qiandao, am lucky enough to win Brother Qingsong. Today we brothers will join hands to kill each other."

Cheng Qingsong also laughed, feeling that he was no longer afraid of death. If he could fight to the death with his brothers here, he would be worthy of his life.

He called out the Bingzang Sword again and shouted: "Bingzang Sword, you are also my brother, I will kill you today..."

Suddenly, Bai Qiandao was fully armed, and countless powerful forces shot up out of thin air in the south, which were transmitted into the air and then radiated down.

There is a half-step palace master there, fourteen high-level palace masters, twenty mid-level palace masters, and twenty-five low-level palace masters. Although they are the weakest in the four directions, their strength is still terrifying.

Bai Qiandao suddenly attacked the other side, causing chaos there. He pointed at Cheng Qingsong again, and he became weak and unconscious.

Bai Qiandao shouted loudly: "Bing Zangjian, lead your master to break out to the south, and I will clear the way for you."

Without hesitation, Bingzang Sword rolled up Cheng Qingsong with its power and shot towards the south, shooting as fast as a rainbow.

Bai Qiandao gathered his palms and blew up the air again, causing many casualties in the south. Bingzang sword took advantage of the opportunity to penetrate and escaped with the unconscious Cheng Qingsong.

Bai Qiandao was hit by the force of three other parties. Although he barely managed to take a step and dodge, two of his three heads were destroyed, his two arms were shattered by the blow, all his clones exploded, and the little giant spirit was almost wiped out. The body seems to be sunk in.

He looked at the place where the Bingzang sword disappeared, a smile appeared on his miserable face, and he coughed up several mouthfuls of blood.

If he fought, he would not be able to take care of Cheng Qingsong at the same time, and his brother would definitely die, so he took the risk, but he could no longer break out of the encirclement.

He had no choice but to fight fiercely. Thinking of his future self's words of gift, his determination became more determined, his mind was extremely relaxed, and his fighting spirit rose.

Facing the ferocious palace masters who were encircling them, his momentum suddenly covered them all, and his body suddenly grew taller, tens of thousands of feet tall, with bloody eyes and an arrogant appearance.

"If you want to kill me, you will be killed by me!"

Wisps of murderous aura rushed out from the top, forming a tornado, swaying upwards, forming killing clouds. The sound of thunder, drums, and fierce killing sounds shook the world.

Although he stole the luck of several dead palace masters and replenished some strength, he was still miserable, but the murderous aura erupted from his body was shocking, and a bloody gaze shot out from his head, scanning all directions.

The strange phenomenon of heaven and earth, like an abyss, the rising blood light rushes up, exaggerating the killing cloud, the murderous aura is everywhere, invading the hearts of the masters who entered the palace, making their fighting spirit drop to a level, and fear arises in their hearts. meaning.

"The killer embryo has come again. We cannot be afraid. We must kill this beast."

Yisheng Palace Master was frightened in his heart. He forced himself to calm down and roared: "Kill him..."

Hundreds of powerful attacks came from all directions, causing the space to change, revealing its blue-grey essence.

"Hey."

Bai Qiandao shouted like thunder, his eyes were full of blood, and his six arms pointed to the sky.

The killing cloud transformed into blood-colored, angry-eyed Vajra statues, and the evil spirits rushed out, splitting the sky and the earth.

With one palm strike, this was an upgraded version of the Sky Exploding Palm, incorporating the power of splitting the sky and splitting the earth, making it even more terrifying. The exploding cloud sky disappeared, and the space became more mutated, as if different spaces appeared one after another, showing countless illusory shadows.

The killings are overwhelming, who can fight for the violence?

Each and every palace master was blown to pieces with blood and bones, and they howled miserably, and their souls died in the sky.

The junior palace masters were the first to be wiped out by the bombing, and the middle-level palace masters were also bombed to the death. ..

Palace Master Shao Hui, as a mid-level palace master, was also blown up by the giant palm, and his body was shattered to pieces. His last thought in horror was, "The reputation of being fierce is well-deserved. I'm so unlucky."

The harvesting was still going on, and even a dozen high-level palace masters were killed by the explosion, falling in pieces of blood and flesh.

Although,

He ferociously destroyed many palace masters, but due to the limitations of his power level, he was still inferior after all.

The angry-eyed King Kong was hit hard and disillusioned one by one. Although he was able to regain some luck by taking away his luck, the power of the group of palace masters was also terrifying, and he soon became disillusioned again.

Bai Qiandao was finally hit again, and the little giant spirit glowing with the color of stars exploded and was completely destroyed. His body was already shriveled into an inhuman shape, and his two heads were drooping, and they were also beaten into flat flesh with six strips. Four arms were destroyed, and blood spurted out to summon the divine shadow.

The strange god suddenly appeared and screamed, "I'm killing the god, and you're disturbing me... Hey, who are you? Oh, it's you again, how miserable this time is!"

The strange god grinned strangely and swung six weapons wildly, killing the remaining mid-level palace masters.

When the strange god was defeated, the strange laughter was still left in the space. Obviously, the miserable Bai Qiandao made him happy at this time. No one wants to be summoned frequently and fight uncontrollably. How can he not feel resentful!

Taking advantage of this time, Bai Qiandao seized his luck, swallowed the Nine Apertures Condensing Pill, and slapped the Vajra Talisman on his body, making him miss the mark with one step.

He did not expect to avoid the remaining attacks, but stepped to a place and struck an ancient tree with his palm.

The rest of the palace masters chased after him, slashing wildly with their palms, and the diamond talisman they smashed shattered into dust, but they still couldn't kill him.

He smiled miserably, wildly took the Vajra Talisman into his body again, swallowed all the remaining Nine Apertures Condensing Essence Pills, and was able to step into the air again.

His body suddenly disappeared, but the palace masters who were chasing him could no longer pursue him. A violent blue light suddenly erupted from the split ancient tree.

The blue light was like a sea of ​​illusion, countless spiritual swords shot out, the penetrating power was inescapable, and the screams of the palace masters were endless.

The battle against Bai Qiandao consumed a lot of strength, which made the palace masters much less capable of escaping.

The exquisite figure of the Little Immortal Sword appeared with great ferocious power, harvesting the lives of all the palace masters, including five half-step palace masters.