"Roar!!!"
"You deserve to die!"
The roar of the Kui Dragon in Purgatory continued.
His bloody eyes were red, and his expression was ferocious and terrifying.
Magma is constantly flowing from the cracks in the skin, destroying mountains and rivers, and devouring all life!
Although the attacking magical power of a genius is not enough to hurt it, it is still painful for him.
Even though they are rough-skinned and thick-skinned, those geniuses cannot be underestimated. Among them, there are many who have understood the state of mind and have combat prowess comparable to those in the Heaven-reaching Realm.
"This ancient relic is not considered powerful. It is only half a step into the Four Tribulations realm. Why do we need to go to war in such a big way?"
"Everyone, please stop and let me deal with it alone!"
Xiang Jiuge couldn't stand it any longer, so he took a step forward with a big halberd in hand.
Even if you have to be timid to defeat a Purgatory Kui Dragon, you might as well let him do it.
He forced himself to kill Kui Long, his whole body glowed with celestial light, and golden runes flowed around him.
The pressure is overwhelming!
He felt that if he could kill him with his own fighting power, why would he need to borrow it from others?
It's nothing more than a little injury.
What does it matter?
"Fellow Taoist, don't show off. We all know that you are extremely talented, but if you want to kill it, you must use all your cards, or even risk getting hurt."
"Even if you get the points for hunting Kui Dragon, how will you face us?"
"Is it possible that you have the courage to use your injured body to defeat the heroes?"
Meng Jiushi chuckled.
When Xiang Jiuge was fighting fiercely with Purgatory Kuilong, he also thought about what Meng Jiushi said.
His expression could not help but become solemn.
He had no doubt that these famous people present had the ability to kill Kui Long, and he was not the only one.
Under such circumstances, if you are not in good condition, how can you compete with the powerful players of the younger generation?
The important thing about this trip is not the first place in the standings, it's just an additional thing. What they want is to defeat the younger generation of geniuses and create an invincible spirit!
Xiang Jiuge quietly retreated.
A group of prodigies not far away were overjoyed and used magical powers one after another.
Work harder than before.
If Xiang Jiuge were to swipe this ancient relic, where would they get points?
Fortunately, this guy woke up in time and didn't fight for this momentary advantage.
The roar of pain was endless.
Ashes of dust rose up all over the sky, and thousands of rays of glow filled the air.
Under the siege of the geniuses, the lava beast was seriously injured and wanted to retreat.
"It's time for me to take action."
Wang Pei said with an indifferent expression, taking one step forward, surrounded by supernatural beings.
The vision of the divine chain of order appeared behind him, sealing off the entire valley.
"kill!"
Mo Xingzhi struck out with his big bloody hand.
The demonic energy is boiling.
"Monk, I will help you reach bliss as soon as possible."
He Min grinned.
A Bodhi Seal blasted out.
Buddha's light fills the road.
Qin Jiuchuan, Shi Qian, Xiao Qian and others also used magical powers.
Under their joint attack, Purgatory Kuilong had no room to fight back.
In just half a stick of incense, his hands and feet were chopped off, and his cultivation was abolished.
Everyone here can kill anyone if they come out alone, let alone attack them together?
After solving the issue of Purgatory Kui Long, the atmosphere became tense again.
Seeing that the situation was not going well, the prodigies of the major holy places hurriedly withdrew outside the valley. The following battle was not something they and others could come into contact with. It would be better to be smarter, hide outside the valley, and just be a bunch of people.
In the valley.
A melee breaks out.
Xiao Qian's presence is particularly conspicuous.
"Disciple of Wanjian Mountain? Haha... wait until I finish off the Holy Son of the Supreme Immortal Court, and then I will fight with you again."
"Demon Emperor Pavilion and you should finally come to an end!"
Mo Xingzhi shouted.
The demonic energy surged into the sky.
"Finish it? How ridiculous! The only choice between you and me is to fight to the death."
Xiao Qian said coldly.
How can unforgettable hatred be easily ended?
Only by destroying the Demon Emperor Pavilion can we relieve the hatred in our hearts!
"I have given you a chance. If so...I will send you to reincarnation as soon as possible to reunite with your relatives and friends."
"Behead you first, and then fight with the Holy Son of Immortal Court."
Mo Xingzhi is indifferent.
He didn't pay much attention to Xiao Qian. He was already far behind him since he was born in Wanjian Mountain.
His real opponents should be Xiang Jiuge, Wang Pei and others!
The terrifying pressure moved towards Xiao Qian.
Like a mountain falling over.
"Kill me?"
"Just try it."
Xiao Qian held the Zhaoxue Sword, and the sword energy roared around her body.
"The Sky-Breaking Demonic Finger!"
One of the strangers pointed out.
The vast demonic energy gathered a little.
A phantom of the devil appeared, seeming to shatter the sky.
"Hiss... a vision accompanies him as soon as he makes a move. He is worthy of being the emperor's son."
"With the blood of the emperor, all laws are the path that the emperor once walked, and they are the reflection of his current life. How can he not be strong? I'm afraid Xiao Qian is in danger."
"Yes!"
The genius outside the valley commented.
Everyone is frightened by its tyrannical strength and heritage.
Even more envious of the emperor's blood.
"Emperor Sword - Breaking Mountains and Rivers."
Xiao Qian's expression was also solemn. He waved the Zhaoxue sword lightly, and thousands of sword energy boiled with it.
The sword's path vibrates, and the sword's intention is vast.
It was as if an immortal was born and cut off mountains and rivers with one sword.
Crush it together with the demon phantom!
"Huh? Another vision?!"
"Hiss! This Xiao Qian is not simple at all. He actually slashed out strange phenomena with one sword? Why is no one mentioning such a powerful battle?"
"Although this person's past record is terrifying, after all, he did not inherit it from the Holy Land. Who would have thought..."
All the geniuses took a breath of cold air.
He was horrified by Xiao Qian's fighting power.
Murderous intent surged in the valley.
The sword energy is like the sea, causing violent waves. The terrifying emperor sword can cut down everything!
boom!
boom!
boom!
Ashes filled the sky, and the dissipated sword energy actually cut away a mountaintop.
Xiang Jiuge, Meng Jiushi and others couldn't help but look at Xiao Qian with a hint of solemnity.
The strength shown earlier is enough to rival them!
Another invincible talent!
The fog cleared.
Mo Xingzhi looked a little embarrassed.
The Sky-Breaking Demonic Finger is just a holy-level magical power. Compared with the Emperor Sword, its power is really limited.
"Ahem...you really can't underestimate anyone."
Mo Xingzhi wiped away the blood that spilled from the corner of his mouth.
There was a hint of fierceness in those purple pupils.
With one move, he was at a disadvantage, which was something he couldn't accept.
As the emperor's son, he should be invincible for the rest of his life and recreate the style of his father and emperor in the past!
However, now, he has suffered a loss from a person who is not a descendant of the Holy Land.
"You are strong, I won't hold back on you anymore."
Mo Xing's indifference reached the extreme.
The vast demonic energy is surging, and the power of God is permeated.
There seems to be a demon god from purgatory behind him, attacking the nine heavens!
The devil attacks Jiutian!
Visions occur frequently.
Xiao Qian felt unprecedented pressure.
The emperor's son in front of him was no less powerful than Wang Pei, and the pressure he brought to him was even greater than that of Wang Pei!
After all, when he fought with him before, he didn't use all his strength.
“This is how you can hone yourself.”
Xiao Qian took a deep breath, his expression becoming more determined.
The terrifying sword energy boils.
The blazing sword light roared.
The sound of the sword kept vibrating.
The figure of a swordsman leader appeared, and the immortals avoided him when they heard about it.
There are three million sword immortals in the sky, even if they see me, they must lower their eyebrows!
