Chapter 1547 Hell of Severed Limbs

Chapter 1547 Severed Limb Hell

The Seven-bladed Guillotine Soul Emperor murmured in his heart, and he said a few words indiscriminately, and immediately ordered the Seven-bladed Guillotine to go ahead quickly.

The Seven-bladed Guillotine looked at each other, knowing in their hearts that the Seven-bladed Guillotine Emperor wanted to seize the treasure, and they left in unison.

"Master, it's time for you to get into the sedan chair. You are not allowed to come out without the sound transmission of the little devil's demon thoughts. Let the little devil tease them before talking about the flying demons."

Xiaomo heard the voices of nine ghosts from Yunxiao, and said to Li Liu Qianlang, Dragon Soul Demon.

"Here, well, you have to be careful!"

Seeing the Seven-bladed Guillotine Demon whistling over the northwest sky of the Seven-bladed Guillotine Soul Forest, the seven-colored Guillotine in his hand shone coldly and coldly. Lightning and lightning, evil clouds intertwined and whirled. Xiao Sha's gloomy and cold aura was everywhere.

Dragon Soul Demon Li Liu Qianlang hesitated for a moment, but still sat in the Dingyang golden sedan chair. Then the Dingyang golden sedan chair was carried by ninety-nine and eighty-one ghostly blue sea spirits, and immediately disappeared in place in an infinitely strange manner, and appeared in front of the 100,000 sea spirit phalanx in the sky above the Seven Blade Guillotine Forest in the next second.

"Dragon soul is fierce, ghost sword! Sword roars in hell, sees ghosts and kills ghosts, crosses demons and kills demons! The ghost road is free, everyone kneels down, and hears the wind and fears."

The bead curtain of the dragon soul demon Liliu leads the waves and the golden sedan chair hangs down, the crystal bead curtain streams light and transparently, and the seven-bladed guillotine can see the figure of the dragon soul demon Li from a distance in the pitch-black magic robe, sitting in it, the hands in his hand The purple diamond devil's guillotine flashed a purple glow, shining out from the golden sedan chair in Dingyang.

"Boom! Boom!"

The seven-bladed guillotine landed on the Jueyang execution platform one after another, forming a circle and surrounding the little devil.

Without the slightest sign, the seven guillotine blades immediately split seven guillotine rainbows, forming a closed mask of seven-color ghost rainbows on the upper end of Guihun Demon Sword, covering it.

The seven-bladed guillotine's expression was icy cold, and his eyes were frosty. They had already seen that the dragon soul demon Li Liu Qianlang was rescued because of the magic sword in front of him. Therefore, he made a pre-emptive attack, mercilessly took the lead, trying to subdue the little devil quickly, and then went to the sky to seize the purple diamond devil's guillotine.

"Hmph! Where are you killing things? Where are the executioners with millions of severed limbs on the Jueyang Execution Platform in the Seven-bladed Guillotine Forest?"

The leader of the Seven-bladed Guillotine asked sharply.

"Oh! Why are there still mosquitoes screaming in this hell, and they all hold a broken blade and put it on my head. Unfortunately, I can't understand what these stinky mosquitoes are saying.

I killed so many of these stinky mosquitoes just now, why are there still more? It's really annoying, I still have to keep killing, otherwise I don't like to yell like this! Hello! Seven stinky mosquitoes, can you speak human language? Tell me, are there any other stinky mosquitoes besides you?

If so, go! Call them all, let me kill them all together! I won't hear you shouting again when I pass by here in the future. "

Guihun Demon Sword is only a few feet long, even though Zixia is flying, it is not small, and it is not surrounded by seven seven-bladed guillotine demons with a height of several feet. It's so deafening, it doesn't sound like a mosquito buzzing, but Xiao Mo said so deliberately.

"There are two more, one is the Prison Emperor with Burning Fire Golden Scythe, and the other is the Seven-Blade Soul Emperor with severed limbs in this prison."

The leader of the seven-bladed guillotine roared and roared, but one of the guillotine souls was probably an innate idiot, and he answered the little devil's mocking question honestly.

"Bang bang!"

"Five guillotines! You're out of your mind, this magic sword is scolding us, you can't hear it, why do we have such a stupid partner like you!"

Hearing the words, the leader of the Seven-bladed Guillotine was even more furious, and raised his foot to give Wu Gui who had spoken just now a kick.

"You're out of your mind. You always say that to me. Seeing that you look so ugly, it must be retribution!"

Wu Gui muttered hummingly, but he didn't dare to fight back.

"call out--"

"Stop! Stop yelling, it's annoying me to death, quickly give me all your soul guillotine blades, or I will chop you up! Hurry up, pay early and die early, if you don't hand over, you will die immediately!"

As the opponent's saliva flew, the Little Demon Sword flashed and made a series of whistling sounds, strangely appearing at a position hundreds of feet above the mask of the seven-color guillotine blade, and shouted mockingly.

"Where is the magic sword to escape! Look at the trick!"

At this moment, the seven-bladed guillotines suddenly agreed, looked at each other, formed a tacit understanding, and waved to the Jueyang execution platform, the guillotine blade of the seven-bladed soul guillotine immediately merged with the guillotine, and the seven-handed guillotine Soul Guillotine instantly became ghostly.

Then the seven-bladed guillotine entangled with each other, forming a strange shifting formation, disappearing infinitely strangely, appearing, then disappearing again, and then reappearing, quickly attacking the little devil.

The heads of ferocious monsters suddenly appeared on the seven souls, and they opened their bloody mouths one after another, shooting out hurricanes of colorful light with strong suction, and quickly wrapped them around the little devil.

"snort!"

"Canglanglang--"

The little devil screamed, and the gorgeous sword body suddenly swelled tens of millions of times, with purple clouds flying over it, gorgeous and infinite, just for a moment, purple light waves gushed out around the sword body.

Then Ziguang Langhua quickly spread around the little devil.

During the attack of the Seven-bladed Guillotine Demon, he was shocked to find that the Jueyang execution platform below was melted and swallowed by the purple light wave, and then the Seven-bladed Guillotine Soul Forest disappeared, and then the entire time and space of the severed limb hell was quickly swallowed by this purple flower with.

"Boom!"

Before the seven-bladed guillotine could react in astonishment, the sound of the little devil's sword whistling did not stop, and suddenly shot out seven purple light sword curtains, and slashed at the head of the monster transformed into soul guillotine in the hand of the seven-bladed guillotine.

"Woo--"

After seven whimpers, the monster's head of the soul guillotine disappeared in the hand of the seven-bladed guillotine in an instant, and the color of the soul guillotine's explosion also dimmed.

After the seven purple light sword curtains overwhelmed the Seven-bladed Guillotine, the little devil retaliated against him in his own way, and also turned into seven icy light locks, binding the Seven-bladed Guillotine tightly.

Immediately afterwards, the seven dazzling purple sword curtains pressed down again, and the seven-bladed guillotine roared and shook for a while, but in the end, their legs softened and they knelt down.

"Master! It turns out that the Seven-bladed Guillotine Demon is nothing more than this. I really wonder how they did it, refining countless soul guillotines to torture criminals. What should the little devil do next, please show me the master?"

Guihun Shenjian groaned in a low voice, flew to the side of the Dingyang golden sedan chair, and asked respectfully.

"Hey! It's just a few buzzing stinky mosquitoes. Why bother to cut them off? Why bother my master! Don't forget to tell me how you killed them."

The Dragon Soul Mo Li Liu Qianlang was lying on his back in the Dingyang golden sedan chair at the moment, with his magic legs crossed like a rascal, and he said calmly, shaking one foot.

"Obey!"

Hearing this, Xiao Mo respectfully agreed, and then the sword swirled and flew down again.