Chapter 1112 Pierced the Sky

Chapter 1112, pierced the sky

"What a big tone, let me, Holy King Haotian, come to experience your strength!"

Haotian Saint King Fei Xiaoxiao was by no means fooled by this. He mobilized the power of the four ancient formations with all his strength in his thoughts, not only mixed with the flesh and blood energy of saints, but also two completely different energies of holy power and demonic energy!

Luo Yao'er flicked her fingers, and the magic energy in the ancient formation exploded!

Holy King Haotian lost half of the battle before he even started!

"It is too arrogant to mobilize the power of the demons in front of this emperor. Your ancient formation maintains your life. Are you sure you want to continue to fight to the death?"

Luo Yaoer said indifferently.

In fact, her strength is not enough to completely crush the current Holy King Haotian, even if he is disabled.

But she is not afraid of the Holy King Haotian. If the power he controls is the cultivation of holy power, then everything is unknown.

But what the Holy King Haotian used was the means of the Demon Race! Whether it is the four ancient formations or the creation of the tomb, most of the tricks used are the tricks of the demons!

In the world, except for the ancient demon gods of the demon race, no one knows the tricks of the demon race better than her!

The means to control the demons in front of her? Ban Men get an axe, beyond their own power!

"How could this king let you leave safely and die for me!"

The Gorefiend Burial Holy Array started again, and the battle between the two sides was about to start!

One is the leader of the Demon Race, and the other is the Holy King of the Human Race. Neither of them were in their heyday, and even each other's situation was not optimistic, but they still fought hard!

...

Outside the Holy Burial Mountain Range, when Haotian Saint King Su merged into the ancient formation, he shocked all the saints!

The group of saints stepped on the holy light, and carefully explored the outer circle of the mountain range.

boom! boom! boom!

The entire Holy Burial Mountain Range was shaking, and the interior space was shattered into a paste, causing the fear of many saints!

"What a terrifying power, what happened inside this mountain range..."

"The space of the Holy Burial Mountain is shaking, something is wrong..."

"The situation has changed! Our genius is in danger!"

When the saints of various forces wanted to rush in to find out, the miasma layer on the top of the mountain range was shining brightly, and some old-fashioned saints looked horrified!

"All the ancient formations in the mountains have been mobilized, something is wrong!"

"Could it be that the Holy King Haotian woke up himself? The people who entered this time don't have the cultivation of the Holy Land!"

"There are signs of the birth of demonic energy, could it be that woman..."

The saints were shocked and horrified. The group of saints who had previously encircled and pursued Luo Yao'er was standing by, ready to fight at any time!

If that witch regained her power, the situation would be very serious!

If it doesn't work, they will have to suffer a lot of casualties today!

No one dared to act rashly, seeing the battle in the Holy Burial Mountain Range becoming more and more earth-shattering.

call out! call out! call out!

Dozens of figures took the lead in rushing out from different directions of the mountain range!

When the two monster-level geniuses rushed back to their sect saint, the first sentence was: "Quick... run!"

Then, the last two hundred geniuses resorted to life-saving skills, and they all ran out!

"What's going on inside?"

"Master, are you alright?"

"Sect Master, what's the situation?"

Unexpectedly, those geniuses who ran out seemed to have seen a ghost, and they were so anxious that they grabbed the arms of their saints, their faces were pale with fright, and they hurriedly said.

"Quick, run! Lin Chen from the Dark Horse Club forced the Holy King Haotian out!"

"Lin Chen that bastard danced on the grave of the Holy King, the Holy King Haotian woke up and is about to come out!"

"Lin Chen saw that the inheritance of the Holy King was a conspiracy. The Holy King had an affair with the Demon Race, and wanted to control all of us to become his puppets. Now the Holy King is about to be born! Elder, if you don't run, there will be no chance!"

The unanimous wording of the geniuses caused hundreds or even thousands of saints to blow their scalps in an instant!

What!

Lin Chen from the Dark Horse Club? Forced out the body of Holy King Haotian?

What kind of crazy thing did a war emperor do to force the holy king to be born to deal with him in person!

Holy King Haotian had an affair with the Demon Race? Holy King inheritance or a conspiracy?

The amount of information is too great! The minds of the saints didn't turn around for a while!

A saint asked subconsciously, "Master, what is a dance..."

"Damn, is this the time to ask this!"

"I don't know what Bungi is. Anyway, the madmen in the dark horse club sing and dance at the grave of the holy king. Even the coercion of the holy king is useless to him."

Yan Wuxie, who returned to his master, whistled and said with a smile, "Hahaha, I'm convinced anyway, that kid Lin Chen was so angry that the Holy King's coffin board flew off! The Holy King himself appeared to deal with him, We were also able to escape after being broken by him!"

Hearing the conversations and shouts of the geniuses from all sides, Ning Qingxuan and the other women were so anxious, why haven't the people from the Dark Horse Club come out yet? Shouldn't it be an accident?

Lord Fu Sheng and others were even more trembling at the corners of their mouths!

So angry that the Holy King lifted the coffin board?

Darling, that's the legendary 'Holy King'! The existence that stands at the top of the holy world, how outrageous this dark horse club is!

This is not to pierce the sky!

If this is replaced by a top saint, I am afraid that it will not be able to achieve this level?

Xiao Jing, who folded his arms around his chest, frowned slightly. As a monster on the list of monsters, he hated his peers who were even more impressive than himself.

"Forcing the Holy King out of the world? Oh, my son wants to see if this Lin Chen has three heads and six arms or is a land fairy!"

When there was chaos outside the mountain range, the earth-shattering momentum of the Holy Burial Mountain Range came to an abrupt end, and everything was silent!

All the saints were horrified in an instant, an instinctive vigilance emerged from the bottom of their hearts, and they retreated hundreds of miles with their own geniuses!

The same is true for the Lord Fu Sheng and others. They did not care about the struggles of the girls and took them back to a great distance!

The saints tear space, ready to escape.

If it is true as the genius of his own said, the Holy King Haotian has an affair with the demons, even if the holy king is born, even if he is on the verge of death, if he intends to kill, the holy realm that can survive on the scene is probably not more than five fingers. !

No one dared to stay outside the mountains except for Xiao Jing on the list of evildoers, the group of saints who encircled and suppressed Luo Yaoer, and a few daring old monsters in the holy realm.

In front of everyone's eyes, an almost suffocating sense of oppression permeates the void.

Dressed in a simple black robe, the slender and graceful figure in black robe hugged the blood-stained boy, slowly stepping into the air, emerging into the sky, and appearing in everyone's sight!

The saints were stunned!

Not the Holy King Haotian?

"It's her... Sure enough, her power has recovered!"

"No, she hasn't fully recovered yet. She has only regained some of her strength, and her injuries are still there!"

The twelve saints who surrounded Luo Yaoer had different expressions, and they exchanged glances, and they were all confirmed!

This battle cannot be avoided!

Luo Yao'er hugged Lin Chen, who was on the verge of death, a wisp of clear tears ran down the corner of her eyes, but her expression was indifferent.

"Get out of the way. If he dies, I will let the entire human race of the Holy Realm be buried with him!"

Although her voice was light and beautiful, it was as cold as the devilish voice in the Nine Nether Hells, rolling up a purgatory-like devilish force that enveloped the heavens, making the heavens and the earth shake!

The group of saints stepped back, their faces changed slightly!