Chapter 2171 Dao Heart Enchanted

Chapter 2171 Dao Heart Enchanted

"Hehe, it seems that you... are very unlucky."

On the top of the Emperor Burial Mountain, Lei Zhentian, the Son of Holy Thunder, had gloomy eyes, coldly looking at Ling Tian and the others in front of him, with a touch of hatred on his face.

At the beginning, he, Lieyang and Yuezhi each chose an emperor to explore, and there was nothing wrong with it.

But he never dreamed that this group of arrogances from the human race would all come before the emperor's treasure that he had chosen.

Damn it! !

Inexplicably, Lei Zhentian felt... He seemed to be forced to Yin by Lie Yang.

"Saint Thunder God Son, Lei Zhentian."

Ning Wuchuan, Xiao Ping, and Ling Tian looked at each other, raised their feet and walked in front of the crowd.

At this time, Lingtian and Luoluodar had recovered from their injuries, but...whether it was the sword qi of Zhuxian or the hegemonic body of the barbarian gods, there was a cooling time.

Otherwise, with the terrifying levels of these two magical powers, Ling Tian and Luoluodar would be enough to push the heavens and the earth.

"Hmph, when you meet me, you can only...you're unlucky."

Lei Zhentian gave a gloomy smile and waved his palm lightly.

I saw that behind him, many Saint Lei Tianjiao immediately surrounded Ling Tian and the others.

As we all know, the strength of the Holy Son of Thunder is comparable to that of the Fiery Sun.

Therefore, even if Ling Tian was in his prime, he might not be his opponent.

What's more, there are still many human race talents standing around at this time, and they... may not be able to take action against Ling Tian and others for the sake of the creation of the mountain.

"Kill them."

Lei Zhentian shook his head and smiled, and immediately turned around and walked towards the Emperor Zang.

At this time, what he was really worried about was not Ling Tian and the others.

After all, in their current state, it is difficult to pose a real threat to Lei Zhentian.

He was on guard against Lieyang and Yuezhi!

These two people together have at least eighty minds. Once they get the good fortune in the other two emperors, I am afraid... they will immediately turn their faces and compete with themselves for the emperor in front of them.

"Xiao Pian, help me stop them."

Ling Tian's expression was indifferent, and the sword swayed in his eyes.

On the faces of Xiao Pian and Ning Wuchuan, there was a hint of indifference, "Ling Tian, ​​are you going to... deal with the Son of Holy Thunder alone?"

"Um."

When the words fell, Ling Tian didn't hesitate at all, and walked directly towards Lei Zhentian to chase after him.

On the other hand, Xiao Pian and Ning Wuchuan gritted their teeth fiercely, but did not dare to stop them after all.

Swordsman, keep moving forward!

This belongs to Ling Tian's Dao, and once they forcibly interfere, it is very likely that the young Dao's heart will be filled with flaws.

"Um?

Stop him! ! "

Seeing the figure in the red clothes that was striding forward, the saints Lei Tianjiao suddenly shouted angrily, and thunder patterns appeared all over their bodies.

Immediately, I saw a silver divine mirror bursting out of the sky, gathering all the will of thunder, like a waterfall of thunder sea gods, laying in front of everyone.

Such a scene is really too shocking, and even some of the arrogance of the human race around, there is a hint of shock in the eyes.

Of course, those who can cross the layers of divine bans on Emperor Burial Mountain and appear here are the real evildoers of the two races.

It is impossible for these people to easily miss the creation in front of them.

They are just waiting for an opportunity, until both sides are injured, and then take advantage of the chaos to seize the treasure.

"Buzz!"

However, just as a group of Lei Clan Tianjiao stepped forward to meet Ling Tian, ​​they saw the void in front of them, which suddenly swayed for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, a statue of Yan Luo Dharma burst out of the sky, guarding Ling Tian's side, and shattering the path of Lei Hai.

"Um?"

Before everyone could react, he saw another avenue and a long river pouring down. Xiao Pian, holding three thousand whiskers, smashed space and time with a sword, and imprisoned Lei Clan Tianjiao in place.

Taking this opportunity, Ling Tian's whole body suddenly had a blood mist rising, turned into a ray of blood, and disappeared in place.

"Boom!!"

At the same time, the waves in the sea of ​​​​thundered, and the terrifying chains of thunder pierced through the void, shattering many dharmas.

And the faces of the Thunder Clan Tianjiao were already gloomy.

They turned their heads and glanced at the red-clothed figure that disappeared in the depths of the Emperor's possession. Their eyes wavered, but in the end they did not rush after them.

With the combat power of the Son of God, it doesn't take too much effort to kill an Earth Supreme.

And their duty was to stop the rest of the crowd so that the Son of God would not be disturbed.

"Om!!"

The originally peaceful mountain top was suddenly buzzing.

One can imagine the power of the joint offensive of the hundred Thunder Clan Tianjiao.

I saw the thunder with the thickness of the bowl mouth hanging down from the sky, and there was no gap at all, covering all the arrogance of heaven.

The sea of ​​thunder boiled, and the divine runes surged.

Even with the cultivation base of Ning Wuchuan and others, under this general trend, they all appear extremely embarrassed.

Compared with the Tianjiao of the Lie Sun Clan, the offensive of the people of the Thunder Clan is even more domineering and terrifying.

That kind of pervasive thunder, instantly tore many human race talents to shreds.

"Go!"

Ning Wuchuan gave a cold drink and stepped out, followed by Yan Luo.

And Ning'er, Luoluodar and others waved the spiritual treasure in their hands, trying to smash that thunderbolt.

"Hmph, do you really think we're stupid enough to fight you?"

Thunder Clan Tianjiao

Before, a burly young man in silver armor shook his head and smiled, "This Thunder Prison is my sacred treasure inherited from the Holy Thunder Clan, not to mention your group of Earth Sovereigns, even if the Heavenly Sovereign Powerhouse is strong, don't try to break free, Just wait till you die."

"Is it?"

In Ning Wuchuan's eyes, there was suddenly a ray of black light lingering, and the momentum of the whole person gradually became sinister and evil.

"Lao Ning, you...don't be impulsive!"

Beside him, Xiao Ping's eyes trembled slightly, and he always felt that Ning Wuchuan at this time had a kind of... a tendency to be demonized.

"You guys, stand there and don't move."

But Ning Wuchuan suddenly shook his head with a rare smile on his face.

But, for some unknown reason, looking at the evil spirit on his face at this time, everyone just felt a chill rise up the soles of their feet.

"call."

In the Thunder Prison, Ning Wuchuan raised his head and took a deep breath. In the next instant, there was a magical burst of magic in those dark pupils.

"Seventeen Yamas, bring me together!"

"Boom!!"

Heaven and earth screamed, and the entire mountain suddenly fell into a dead silence.

Time, the void, and even the thunder falling from the sky, all seem to be completely stagnant at this moment.

All is silent! !

But behind Ning Wuchuan, a phantom figure suddenly appeared, stepping through the sky, descending from the sky, and gradually merged with his figure.

Suddenly, an incomparably terrifying evil spirit rushed out, and all the light was extinguished.

There is only darkness left in the world, and there is a faint, cruel and bloody aura that quietly recovers.

"This is…"

On the faces of Xiao Ping and the others, a look of shock immediately appeared.

Although, they didn't know what kind of means Ning Wuchuan used.

However, this suffocating aura seemed to come from hell, causing people to be unstoppable in fear.

"The mind of the Tao is enchanted... This Ning Wuchuan has actually fallen into the devil's way!"

"Pretend to be a ghost, kill me!"

The arrogance of the Thunder Clan's eyes wavered, and they did not give Ning Wuchuan time to react, and directly urged the power of the Thunder Prison to shroud Ning Wuchuan.

But, at this moment, in the latter's eyes, there was a sudden bloom of gorilla brilliance, like the eyes of hell, filled with... endless coldness.