Chapter 1280 Battle for Chicken Ribs (3)

"Kill my sect, steal my fairy scriptures, and none of you will leave!"

Following the arrival of the Golden Crow King, majestic voices sounded from the eighteen ancient ships, and the killing array left by the ancient sages was fully revived, completely sealing everyone who entered the game tonight.

Obviously, the Hall of Human Kings had already anticipated the worst situation. The saint's relics, which had been tempered over time, immediately produced endless dao marks, which turned into ancient killing formations to cover this place, like opening a big net.

But the person in charge of the overall situation seems to have never thought about why there are two very abrupt figures, appearing in the Yuhua Immortal Cliff, watching everything happening under their noses.

God's Domain, Ancient Art, Field Energy, Overlord Fist.

In the next few breaths, all kinds of methods were used, such as the falling of the stars, collapsing the sky, and the few people who had already appeared came and went, fighting for the two ancient scriptures of the gods casted by the red gold of phoenix blood, as if they all His eyes were red.

I saw a big silver hand protruding out suddenly, flying towards a tall and heroic figure from the central ancient ship, and when it came up, it was a big seal, mercilessly, like the birth of the lord of the human race!

Not long ago, this person fell from the starry sky like a flying fairy from the sky, grabbed Feng Yuan to death, and snatched half a page of divine gold engraved with the scriptures of the fairy world.

You know, that is his old disciple!

Therefore, the big shots hidden in the Palace of Human Kings made a full-scale attack to kill this king!

I saw the marks of the gods of the sky, engraved into the seal of the innate origin, branded in the palm of the hand, and became the master's unique skill, shot down, like ten suns falling together, and the sea of ​​stars disintegrating.

People print!

And the tall man who was attacked was not afraid at all, his might was overwhelming, two bewitching rays of light shot out from his eyes, he opened his mouth to swallow the innate dao essence, and turned into a precious wheel, obliterating time and space.

"Sky Demon Treasure Wheel!"

Yan Yixi's expression froze, and he murmured:

"It's actually the Heavenly Demon King. Didn't some older generation of monks say that he died five hundred years ago? Now he is 3,800 years old and still hasn't died..."

"It should be so. Even the great masters who have been transformed will be able to come back to life because of the scriptures of the immortal family."

Yi Qingwu's beautiful eyes glowed with splendor.

Beside her, Princess Yueling stared at the sky earnestly, looking at Lu Li, who was self-appointed and self-proclaimed, who had just entered the realm of slashing, and was still able to fight two with one enemy.

In the middle of the battlefield, the seal of the human master and the treasure wheel of the sky demon collided together, as if two ancient universes were shattered and collapsed.

In a blink of an eye, the scene of mountains and rivers being completely destroyed and the ages reversed seems to have come to the beginning of the beginning of the world, and everything seems to return to the beginning of all things.

Meanwhile, a Dharma Body of Yama suddenly appeared again, suppressing all kinds of visions as soon as he was born, causing a wisp of purple blood to overflow from the corner of the Heavenly Demon King's mouth, and he retreated a hundred steps away one after another.

When his body was shaking again and again, the half-page of the Phoenix Blood God Gold Paper in his hand was loosened and changed hands on the spot.

And that big silver hand also began to shatter:

Once the shattered appearance of Tongtian appeared, no matter what methods were used, it could not be repaired.

"Human King, you are not dead yet..."

On the other side, the Golden Crow King, with his blond hair scattered all over his head, walked slowly, the sky trembled with every step, he looked like a demon god, but his face was ashen. The arrogance when he no longer appeared.

After all, a mysterious person came out halfway, stopped himself, and suppressed Yin Tiande casually, making both of them lose face at the same time.

"Heh, you arrogant Golden Crow, two thousand years ago, you came to my King's Palace to act wildly. If I hadn't experienced the pain of San Gong, how could I allow you to act wildly?"

At this time, the owner of the big silver hand seemed to have changed the target of the attack, and didn't care about the shame that Yan Luo's dharma body left behind, and responded with a deep sarcasm.

King Jinwu is more than 3,700 years old now, and he has spent his whole life arranging the ancient stars of Ziwei, unrestrained and unrestrained. When he was in his prime, he dared to go to the Palace of Kings to snatch their goddess, which is full of legend.

Who the hell? !

At Lu Li's feet, Yin Tiande boasted that he had concealed his identity very well before, and that he had not revealed his identity. The divine realm shrouded him and descended here.

But at the moment of success, his identity was called out.

To be honest, even though it is not easy to see such a thing as attacking and killing a father who worshiped a brother, it does not make him afraid of being exposed.

He doesn't care much about the outside world's evaluation of himself, but the current situation is extremely bad:

Not to mention the strong suppression of the comer, but also to block the famous and invincible Golden Crow King in the Dao Slashing Realm, the means are simply unimaginable!

"There is a sacred artifact in this person's body, but it can't be drawn out. Be careful, so as not to capsize in the gutter."

Yi Qingwu wins the snow in white clothes, and earnestly tells Lu Li, but her eyes are clear like autumn water, and she is beautiful and agile. Together with Princess Yueling, she quietly pays attention to the battlefield.

A father who even worshiped his brother was killed on the spot without mercy, what else could he not do?

If she hadn't met the man who cast Yan Luo's dharma body, then she would have formed a Taoist partner with such a person, and she would be cut off as soon as the idea came up.

Thankfully this didn't happen...

At the same time, there was a rumbling sound, and the concept of longevity, which had been watching from the sidelines, finally made a move.

This ancient Taoist temple is an ancient holy weapon, which is suppressed at this time and perfectly cooperates with the Hall of Kings. From Yan Yixi's point of view, it is incomparably magnificent, every piece of tile and stone has been polished with the imprint of time, flowing with an immortal breath.

"King Guangming, why hide your face? It's all in this situation."

In the ancient Taoist temple, no one came out, only the great coercion penetrated down, fell on the sky, and connected with the breath of the eighteen ancient ships.

The words fell.

The brilliance soared into the sky, illuminating the night sky.

Yi Qingwu and Yan Yixi, the two Ziwei monks, were a little surprised. There was no definite news about the other characters, but all kinds of rumors were flying all over the sky.

But the King of Light is different, this is a Dacheng King who was judged by the world and has been dead for 800 years, and now he reappeared unexpectedly.

"Someone still remembers me..."

After hearing the words, the King of Light finally chose to be generous and show his true face. He was a middle-aged man with thick black hair and a robe of light, a crown on his head, like a heavenly king descended into the world.

And his physique is on a par with the Beidou Donghuang God's body, and he is respected in the realm of kings. He has achieved great success in this realm and can erupt the strongest combat power, so he is not afraid of the increasingly treacherous situation and is very confident.

brush!

Almost at the same time, a figure flashed in the ancient Taoist temple, and a handsome old man stepped out, stepping down like stepping on a ladder.

The Taoist robe is old, with yin and yang gossip on its back, and a picture of mountains, rivers and valleys hanging on the front, like an old Taoist who came from ancient times, with endless vicissitudes of life in his eyes.

"It's really a Taoist in the Qing Dynasty, tsk, I'm really surprised that a person who is not a king can live to be 3,600 years old." The King of Light looked away from Yan Luofa and looked at the figure walking out of the Taoist temple .

"it's me."

Qing Gu Taoist responded blankly.

"Tonight can be described as a gathering of the living dead. Those of us who died eight hundred years ago, or even two thousand years ago, meet again." King Guangming said again.

However, this is not an absolute fact.

Tonight's big show performers have all gathered so far, and all the immortals cast their eyes on Lu Li and Pan Ming at the same time.

Both of them are extremely mysterious, not to mention, their demeanor is even more indescribably strong, and they have the potential to fight alone.

If they were not standing on opposite sides, they would have to make friends if they were not in order. Unfortunately, they each hold one of the two pages of the ancient scriptures of the gods, and they have such a posture...

now.

at the moment.

This moment.

The situation gradually became clearer.

The ancient Taoist priests of the Qing Dynasty kept releasing their gods, the ancient scriptures of longevity contained the way of nature, and the blue sea reached the sky. They vaguely planned to turn the entire east into their own field.

The King of Light bloomed with divine brilliance all over his body, and the Divine Realm of Light appeared, dazzling and dazzling, like an immortal ring of gods, covering it.

The human king wears a white jade crown, with dense white hair, a tall and burly figure, walking like a dragon or a tiger.

The Golden Crow King is tall and tall, like a middle-aged god of war, with sharp eyes like a knife, holding a sacred artifact with black wings and a gold-plated gilt, making all directions tremble.

The sky demon king has loose purple hair, and the treasure wheel formed by the innate dao essence in his chest is even brighter.

Yan Luo's dharma body stands upright, like a ghost god patrolling the world, and it seems that there are laws of immortality circulating.

As for Lu Li, there was an incomparably dreadful sight flowing from the fairy eyes, as if it could devour all spirits in the universe.

Only Yin Tiande, the lord of the Palace of Eight Views, behaved the most unbearably, being trampled under by Lu Li!

Because although he has entered the field of forbidden gods, he can't stay permanently and needs to keep trying, so most of the time he can only explode the eight forbidden combat power...

With that, the guy was the first to be knocked out of the game tonight.

At least the few Dacheng kings present thought this way, but... the reversal was in a single thought.

Yin Tiande gritted his teeth, and aroused a ray of sacred power in his body. Under Lu Li's deliberate connivance, he escaped in embarrassment, took out a clay pot, and stood on the Yuhua Immortal Cliff.

Tao's body is simple and unsophisticated, with a letter written on it, which is an ancient inscription in the pre-Qin period. It is obviously from the earth on the other side of the starry sky, which confirms his identity as the descendant of Lao Tzu.

It is estimated that Taishang Laojun did not expect that the younger generation who took away his own inheritance would be so shameless.

Without the slightest stagnation or hesitation in his hands, Yin Tiande opened the clay pot immediately.

Immediately, a ray of black light rushed up, piercing the sky and the earth, and a wild bull stomped on all fours, as if it was about to crush the sky and the earth, standing in the air.

Its whole body was shiny green, its fur was as smooth as green satin, its two horns were like broadswords, reckless and powerful, as if it could cut through the sky, and immediately let out a reckless roar, flying sand and rolling stones, the scene was frightening.

Afterwards, this guy turned into a giant with first-born horns, a majestic and burly man with a lot of blue cow hair growing all over his body, and the typical features such as bull's eyes and bull's nose were also preserved, like an incomplete giant monster, surrounded by dark clouds.

"I am the Bull God King!"

Amidst the roar, the blue sea roared, and there was a great turmoil.

Not to mention the great accomplished kings, even Yin Tiande himself was taken aback. He held a pottery pot in one hand and a Taoist slip in the other, he looked at it repeatedly, and then looked at the reckless bull, as if he was a little uncertain.

"West out of Hangu Pass, how many years have passed..."

I only heard the bull god king mutter something.

"Lao Niu, two thousand and five hundred years have passed, quickly abandon the darkness and turn to the light."

One couldn't hold back, and the black-maned horse rushed in.

But soon this guy disappeared, as if he had never appeared before. Lu Li understood that the ostensible guardian Zhundijing Shanhuang had made a move, and he didn't want him to spoil his good deeds.

Under the cover of Jiulitu, everything in Xianya was as usual, as if the strange big monster that just appeared suddenly was just an illusion born by everyone.

Demon saint?

Emperor soldiers?

The old cow has stepped into the realm of the great sage, and has been following the side of the most powerful Zhundi Laozi all year round. His eyesight is extraordinary, and he finally saw some clues at the moment when the black-maned horse was exposed.

A pair of huge bull's eyes kept turning, saying:

"Who summoned this king? Oh, it turned out to be you."

As he spoke, he stared at Yin Tiande, more precisely, the clay pot in his hand.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do, the old cow is not real, you only have one hour, but don't worry, my mana is boundless, and I can fulfill your wish, even if you are not a good guy."

There was disgust in this bull demon's words, and the hair on his body was shaking wildly, but it was very weak, and his hair fell down with a crackling sound.

"Please the Niu King, take those two pages of precious scriptures." Yin Tiande didn't argue, his voice was low and hoarse, he had already calmed down and made a request.

"Okay! This cow was left with one hour's combat power. In order to prevent the inheritor from dying and being in danger, although he doesn't look like a good person, but this is his duty. After an hour, this cow will be scattered with the wind, out of sight and out of mind. bother!!!"

Qingniu Wenzhou came up with a sentence, explaining it to those who are interested, and then let out a loud roar.

The East China Sea is breaking waves, and the sky is moving.

The stalemate was stirred.

"Hunyuan Qi Da Niu Wang Gong!"

Qingniu roared loudly, as if it had the power to open up the world, and ancient magic mountains emerged around it, with dark clouds rolling, demonic energy surging to the sky, and divine power unrivaled.

He punched Lu Li.

No mercy! Very dark!

Almost at the same time, the Golden Crow King, who had suffered a great loss in Lu Li's hands, reached a consensus with him. His golden hair was disheveled and his blood was soaring. He immediately swung the ancient god to kill him.

Not only that, the king of men, who looked old but had the potential to swallow mountains and rivers, also set his sights on Lu Li, opened his eyes wide and closed, striding forward with his head held high, clattering in his silver shirt.

Every time the old guy punches out, there are stars flickering, as if every time he blows down an ancient small universe, it seems to have some origins with the signature boxing technique of the holy body.

the other side.

The Heavenly Demon King, the Bright King, and the Qing Gu Taoist all agreed to join forces to besiege and kill Pan Ming, who had already incarnated as Yama, without leaving any room.

Since all the people present are immortals who have lived for more than three thousand years, there is no need to talk about their judgment and insight.

Lu Li and Pan Ming, two mysterious and powerful young men, must be eliminated first.

"To three people each, it's fair."

Lu Li, who swung the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist and casually blocked various killing moves, suddenly made a sound, and immediately started a new round of fighting without waiting for Pan Ming's response.

You know, the two of them have suppressed the realm now, and they have entered the state of divine prohibition, so they have the battle power of the Dacheng King.

However, in the case of one against three, combined with the nine secrets, taboo emperor techniques, and various methods brought by physique, it is not in vain, and the more you fight, the more courageous you feel, the feeling is extremely happy.

Time goes by little by little.

Until an immeasurable divine light filled the sky and earth, and then nothing could be seen——

When the aftermath receded, a huge void and black hole stood above the East China Sea, and all the people who fought and killed disappeared!

"Where are people?"

Yan Yixi, who was obsessed with various horror methods and magnificent visions, came back to her senses. Seeing such a scene, she could only stare blankly, unable to understand the situation.

"Broken Eternity, they all hit an astonishing blow!" Yi Qingwu sighed softly.

It is almost impossible for the king to play such a scene, but the people who are fighting are about to approach the combat power of saints, so the Shattered Eternity, at least, has appeared tens of millions of miles away.

Maybe in the vast overseas, maybe on another continent, maybe even reach beyond the sky.

"Guanghan Palace is also wading into the muddy water?"

Because the Bull God King was sent to fight instead of him, Yin Tiande was not involved in the sudden shocking collision, and now he is still on the fairy cliff, staring blankly at the crowd who suddenly appeared.