Deep in the vast white void.
On a quiet stone platform, a young man in black robes, who looked as rich as jade, stood quietly, looking into the distance with eyes darker than the night. He had a head of black hair, and he looked as indifferent as a human being. Second, although he is standing still at this moment, the shadow of the sea of heavens and Dao is faintly reflected under his feet, and some Dao is wailing, seemingly unable to bear its weight.
The Dark King is destroyed by light!
This peerless king from the dark world seemed to have sensed something at this moment. He turned around slowly and looked in an unknown direction. A gentle voice sounded, carrying a somewhat complicated meaning, and whispered: "Light" Inheritor, you are finally back."
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As they continued to go deeper into the vast white void, Su Qinian and his wife saw several stone platforms one after another. There were supreme beings from the dark tribes, as well as strong men from the Three Seas Human Dragon Family, but most of them had not yet recovered, and even I saw a dissipating quasi-king of the demon clan. He failed to return to his true body. The quasi-king's body was like a dry stone that had been weathered for many years, dissipating into ashes inch by inch.
Obviously, not everyone can bear the current fate of Wu Konghai. Even as a supreme being, he is in danger of falling.
Su Qinian and the other two looked thoughtful. They didn't know which side of time and space the others had gone to, and which era they were in. Except for Su Qinian, the memory of the Quasi-Dragon King in Xihai had faded, except for the growing Tao and Fa, I can’t remember anything clearly.
"The Holy King of Humanity!"
After half a stick of incense, a cold shout echoed through the void, and the strong aura of death surged like a vast ocean, overwhelming the sky and the earth.
This is a quasi-king of the underworld, who was already very powerful and ranked at the top. After returning to his true form, he went up again and climbed the second ladder. He even had enough confidence to wait until he digested everything he had learned during this journey. In three years at most, he should be able to successfully step onto the third ladder.
boom!
What responded to him was Su Qinian's palm that fell down. The unspeakable majesty filled the air and made the quasi-king of the Underworld's breath stagnant, almost suffocating.
He seemed to have encountered a wild beast, or as if an ancient sacred mountain collapsed and fell down. The burning blood almost ignited the dark origin of his body, suppressing him in all directions.
With a bang, the quasi-king of the Underworld exploded to pieces, split into pieces under this palm, and was beaten into a lump of flesh.
Close at hand, observing the action of this young heir to Suotian, the Quasi-Dragon King of the West Sea could only feel his human-dragon battle blood boiling, as if resonating with it. This man's battle blood was too hot and condensed, even more so than before. When it reached the top of the boundary sea, it increased more than ten times.
Dozens of miles away, the flesh and blood of the quasi-king of the underworld reunited with difficulty, showing a look of fear. What kind of changes had happened to this young human saint king? He had undergone earth-shaking changes. That palm was simply terrifying. He seemed to be facing a perfect true king. Although there was still a gap, the most powerful blood energy was approaching that area, and the majestic energy contained in the palm pressure had already taken on some form.
Battle King Road!
He couldn't help but think of these three words in his mind, but he didn't have time to think deeply. Another palm from Su Qinian had already fallen. He couldn't avoid it or escape. The palm was filled with brilliant light rain, covering the quasi-king of the Underworld, making him The time around him kept turning back. No matter how he broke free, he seemed to be frozen in place, with invisible chains wrapped around his limbs.
Boom!
With a loud noise, the quasi-king of the underworld exploded to pieces again, blood and bones splashed, igniting a raging bright fire, the origin of the darkest evaporation, and the shrill screams of this person rang out in the void. He didn't even have time to think of a way to go. Questioning why the Tao nail in his body can still stir up Tao and Dharma.
boom!
Su Qinian slapped the third palm, speeding up the process. Infinite light bloomed, the source of darkness completely dissipated, purified into nothingness, and the screams of screams also stopped abruptly.
Three palms!
With just three palms, the Quasi-Dragon King of the West Sea watched helplessly as a top Quasi-King was killed in front of his eyes, with little power to resist. This young Quasi-King from the Suotian lineage once again explained to him what it means to overwhelm everything. , with such extremely strong combat power, I am afraid that among the top quasi-kings, they are all unquestionably strong.
He was even a little curious about how many ladders he had to climb on the road to becoming a king before he could compete with this one.
And to this day, the Quasi-Dragon King of the West Sea still doesn’t know where the Tagu Quasi-King who disappeared before is. Either he has failed to return to his true form, or he is like the dead Quasi-King of the Nether Tribe in front of him. , was killed by a powerful force before the Five Dragon Kings of the South China Sea were cut to pieces by a thousand swords.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
At this moment, on a stone platform that is about to collapse, a silver-haired old dragon king is covered in blood. His huge battle body of more than three thousand feet is covered with black knife marks. His silver hair is surging, and the light of the Order sword is like the eternal sun, shining through the sea of the heavens. In this vast white void, it was as if billions of divine suns rose up, and then condensed into a golden sword of order. The scorching sword was like a dragon, slashing forward.
clang!
The mountain-like ghost-headed sword was swung, accompanied by the sound of the ghost whimpering, and the lifeless sword light reflected the scenes of hells one after another. No matter how hot the sword was, it would be frozen in front of the hells one after another. The God of Order The sword was hacked away again, the sword light was faint and on the verge of collapse.
"You lost!"
With his long black hair flying, Li Gui Wang, who was even taller than the old Dragon King, showed a ferocious sneer, but his white eyes were extremely calm, showing no emotion. He stared at the old Dragon King, showing a somewhat greedy and eager look. , it was the one who took action, otherwise even if he gained a lot from this trip and made some progress, it would still be difficult to defeat this true dragon king, let alone force him into a desperate situation at this moment, even if he could not be eliminated immediately, but As long as he is suppressed and the journey is over, the dragon blood elixir refined by a true dragon king and tempered by the power of the Yang to dark ghost blood will be enough to further transform his ghost king body and move forward again on the supreme road. Take a solid step.
Woo!
The Li Ghost King waved the Ghost Head Sword again, and the power of the azure underworld filled the blade. He activated the power of Dao Fruit and completely chopped the Divine Sword of Order into pieces. With undiminished momentum, he stood towards the old Dragon King. Crack down.
The void trembled, and one could even hear the wails of the heavens and the sea. At the feet of the Li Ghost King, an ancient phantom of the long river emerged, as blue as jade, with no hint of ghostly aura, but a bit of divine aura.
Under the influence of the ghost-headed sword, the old Dragon King coughed up blood. He encountered an unimaginable enemy. After being severely wounded, the fierce ghost king took advantage of it. How could he, the majestic Dragon King of the West Sea, not understand the thoughts of this fierce ghost king? He even had some suspicion that the reason why that person gave up in the end was not because he didn't bother to take action, but because he had another purpose.
Even so, he did not want to fall under the ghost-headed sword and be humiliated in vain. The human-dragon family in the world has walked out of the traitor. As a supreme strongman with the blood of human-dragon fighting flowing in his body, he first became a human race , is the descendant of the Renlong family. The blood and tears of the sages cannot be desecrated. He wants to rekindle the blood of the Human-Dragon war that was stained by the Ao family of Nanhai.
He still remembered that part of the remaining memory.
"Burn my remains with blazing holy fire!"
The old dragon king chanted in a majestic tone, and every inch of battle blood and bones ignited with bright red flames like fire.
Groan!
At this moment, there was the clear sound of a sword, and a ray of sword light bloomed, seeming to have cut through all the shackles, breaking all illusions, and in the supreme realm of the Li Ghost King, a hole was opened, a bright hole. The avenue suddenly appeared, and it stretched across the old Dragon King's feet, moving it out of the way.
The clear light rain fell, and the white eyes of Li Gui Wang Senbai showed a bit of coldness. He looked at the other two figures appearing in the corner of the broken stone platform, and his tone was as cold as the cold wind blowing from the eighteenth level of hell: "Two accurate The king has also come to die."
But then, he raised his eyebrows and stared at the end of the splendid avenue. On the figure in white robe, he said in a deep voice: "How did you break free of the Absolute Dao Nail!"
At this moment, King Li Gui couldn't help but wonder whether the old Taoist from the ancient Taoist clan had abided by the ancient Taoist covenant. But thinking about that person again gave him a headache. But the next moment, he felt a chill, as if it came from blood, or even A mark deep in the soul.
Senbai's eyes contracted violently, and he saw a pitch-black porcelain bowl with a missing corner, which looked very much like the broken stone carvings of the tribe, as well as an incomplete and deliberately buried history of the supreme war, involving a suspected person. The stained ancestor. (Please subscribe and vote monthly, thank you all for your subscriptions and rewards!)
