Chapter 1627 The Emperor's Instrument

Chapter 1627 The Emperor's Weapon

When the words fell, the three holy places regrouped, like a black ocean, and rushed to the heavenly mountains, trying to drown them.

This time, their legs and feet were swift and their running was not slow.

"It's all aimed at fighting. Although there are many Origin Stones, they can't be wasted." Looking at the three armies that were approaching, Long Yi cleared his throat and personally took charge of the killing formation.

"Look! How many, I'll give him a nest." Situ Nan grinned and took charge of the killing array.

"Hit." Outside the mountain, a hissing sound rang out, and the three monks attacked, revived the attack formation, shot out the formation, and cooperated with the magic weapon and the mysterious magic power to overwhelm the sky.

The divine light in the sky, intertwined into thunder, wisps of silence, slammed on the heavenly barrier, and the buzzing sound caused a sensation in the sky.

"Fight." As Long Wu hissed, the heavenly court also started to fight, and the revival of the virtual lore formations, one after another, the annihilation of the gods shot out one after another.

It was a terrifying picture. The number of divine lights shot from the heavens was incalculable, and the scalp of the person watching it was numb.

"My mother, go! Heavenly Court has so many virtual lore formations." The spectators from all directions swallowed their saliva in shock.

"How many Originium Stones are needed for such a large number of lore formations!" Someone clicked his tongue, "This is burning money!"

"Fifty million cultivators in the Heavenly Court, if one person collects ten Origin Stones, that is 500 million. If you have money, can you not be self-willed?"

"I underestimate the heavenly court." The demon emperor frowned.

"A group of rabble." The ancestor of the demon clan said lightly. Although he was surprised, he was not shocked. Compared with the imperial soldiers, everything was illusory.

Looking at the three monks again, their expressions are the most wonderful.

As early as the moment when the gods in the sky shot out, their eyes became prominent, and their pupils shrank collectively.

What a number of killing formations that are, and without exception, they are all virtual sky lore formations, which devastated the sky.

In one or two moments, their attacks slammed into the Heavenly Court Barrier, but they were unable to shake the Barrier in the slightest.

In the next instant, the gods of heaven shot up, overwhelming the sky.

on the spot,

Blood splattered, blood flowers bloomed, human figures turned into pieces of fly ash, primordial spirit and fleshly bodies were annihilated at the same time, and even the screams were saved.

The picture was bloody, and after a wave of attacks, hundreds of thousands of people from the three families were wiped out.

"Retreat, quickly retreat." The three holy masters shouted hoarsely.

After a voice, the three of them ran the fastest.

Without their orders, the three cultivators were all desperately trying to escape, throwing away their helmets and armor, and they were defeated.

This battle can't be fought, and if we fight again, we'll just have fun.

Compared with the number of people, they are more than 40 million different from Heavenly Court;

Compared with the killing array, they are not much different from Heavenly Court;

Compared with defense, they are not comparable to Heavenly Court.

Escape, they can only escape, otherwise they will go to hell collectively, the heaven is too fierce, and the Emperor Zhun will have to kneel when he comes.

"Hit, hit hard." Tianting shouted angrily.

If you can't beat it, run away, what about playing? It's not that easy.

The second wave of attacks came, and the bullets were not empty, and the names were called one by one. Those who fled were buried in the sky.

The Xutian lore formation is not only powerful, but also has a powerful range. More than 80% of the people from the three families are all within the range. Isn't that just naming them one by one?

The screams sounded, more mournful than the wailing of the ghosts.

The spectators from all directions couldn't bear to look directly, this is a war, this is a unilateral massacre by the Great Chu Heavenly Court!

I don't know when, it was called the annihilation of the boom, and the heavenly court died, and they all took out the jug, not in the battle to kill.

It's not that I don't want to kill it, but that it's far enough away that it's beyond the range of the Void Sky Lore Array, and it's useless to fight.

As for the monks of the three families, how can I describe them in a miserable word.

Nearly a million cultivators escaped, but less than a thousand, and all of them were injured, and more than half of them were in the primordial state.

"Trash." The demon emperor snorted coldly, not even bothering to take a look.

In a word, the three holy masters didn't come up in one breath, and they spurted blood directly, staggering, and almost fell to the ground.

Although angry, they dare not speak, they can't provoke the demon clan.

Retribution, this is retribution. I had been hiding well in the starry sky, but I had to run back. Not to mention being cannon fodder, so many people died, but only one sentence was left.

This is the world of the strong, and the cruel laws are bloody.

"Old man figured it out, this is what the legend deserves." Among the monks in the four directions, another old guy stroked his beard. He wanted to laugh, but he didn't laugh.

"Nearly a million people were wiped out in a single encounter." Someone sighed, "The three Holy Lands lost this battle, and the defeat was not so miserable!"

"The Three Holy Lands have been defeated, and most of the monsters are below." As soon as these words came out, they attracted too many people's attention and cursed people. They all wanted to see how the monsters would play.

"Heavenly Court, don't be afraid of a battle." There were faint words from Tianting Xianshan, which came from Ye Chen and spread by the sound transmission stone.

He was still standing on the cloud of immortal fire, his expression neither happy nor sad.

He knew that this battle was not over, the previous duel was just a small warm-up, and the real battle was coming.

"I can smell the breath of the imperial soldiers." Long Yi and Long Wu murmured, their expressions solemn and without jokes.

Sure enough, as soon as the two of them spoke, they heard a rumbling, and the world trembled for a hundred thousand miles.

The sky and the earth were dark, and I saw a fairy light soaring into the sky.

It was a divine pot, surrounded by the divine light of annihilation.

Looking up at the sky, you can still see ancient visions: mountains and rivers collapse, stars die, all things are reborn, and living beings perish, turning into eternity in reincarnation.

It is too powerful, the laws of Emperor Dao are flying, and it oppresses the heaven and the earth, and the wisps of air that flow out are as heavy as mountains.

Ji Dao Diwei bloomed, forming ripples, like an invisible hand, wiping across mountains and rivers, covering up the vast land of Cangyuan.

Wherever they passed, the wind stagnates and blows, the leaves are fixed in the air, and even the annual rings of time are frozen.

In the dim sky, and there is no other light, only the divine pot is suspended, like a bright sun, shining on the world.

"Emperor of the demon clan... The emperor's army is in Tianhu." The words of the older monks trembled, their faces pale, and they seemed to recognize the imperial weapon.

"Okay... so strong." The young cultivator, his legs were shaking, he couldn't help crawling, as if he was a great emperor.

The great emperor of the demon clan is also a symbol of an era. He is invincible to the heavens, dominates all spirits, and has an existence that shakes the past and the present. Every one of his legends is an immortal myth.

In the ancient years, the Great Emperor stood at the peak of the Tao.

"After endless years, it is such an occasion to see Zhentian Pot again." Tian Zhu was also looking up, his old eyes showing ancient nostalgia, as if he recalled a long time ago.

"I vaguely remember that when the demon emperor came to Tianxu, he was like a scholar, sitting opposite the heavenly king, talking about the scriptures and discussing the Tao for three days."

Who would have thought that Tian Zhu Di Mie also had a drink with the demon emperor, and the emperor's amazingness is vivid in his mind, and he has never forgotten it to this day.

Who would have thought that after the vicissitudes of life, the descendants of the demon emperor would actually hold the Tiantian pot and show off their power in the sky.

Both of them sighed, closed their eyes, and looked at the heavenly court. Their eyes fell on Ye Chen. The bleak back was like a monument, and they never looked up from beginning to end.

He doesn't need to look up, he has slaughtered the great emperor, how can he bend under the emperor's weapon, the holy body is strong, and it has been like this since ancient times.

Not only did he not watch it, but everyone in Heavenly Court did not watch it.

Fighting for hope under the Heavenly Demon Emperor is the pride of a lifetime, and what about the Supreme Dao Emperor's soldiers, they can't hold down their heads.

"Open the mountain gate, come out by yourself, but you can wait for the law of life and death." The ancestor of the demon clan spoke, and the king came to the sky.

Its sound is ethereal for nine days, with an irresistible majesty.

His eyes are full of heaven and earth, but he ignores everything, just overlooking the heaven, like overlooking an ant.

"Let's talk about opening the barrier." Ye Chen replied, his words were flat and light, and he was also unhappy and worry-free.