“boom!”

The golden war gun suddenly exploded, and the collapsing destructive air flow surged out. After a moment of stalemate with the rolling Holy Dao Bell Wave, it was crushed and dissipated by the force.

Relying on this moment of obstruction, the bronze armor on Zhan Yunxiao burst out with thousands of rays of light, turning into thousands of ancient war spirits around him.

“Boom!”

Earth-shattering roars sounded one after another, and the ancient war spirits were shattered and annihilated one after another. The bronze battle armor was shattered into pieces. Zhan Yunxiao was instantly crushed into a blood mist that filled the sky, and was crushed into the tiniest particles by the rolling bell waves.

Another genius in the realm of God King has fallen!

The bell waves filled with vast holy power launched indiscriminate attacks on the surrounding areas. As soon as the nearly ten thousand rivers in the world touched the bell waves, they were shattered into nothingness. The rolling bell waves firmly locked onto Zhou Xueqing, the saint of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Zhou Xueqing’s face was full of panic, and she frantically burned the divine power in her body to escape, but found that the entire world seemed to be imprisoned by this holy power, and her speed was as slow as a turtle crawling.

“Bang!”

Zhong Bo fell on Zhou Xueqing, crushing her into a bloody mist on the spot. Her true spirit was shattered and her soul was extinguished.

A generation of beautiful women in pink eventually ended up in ashes.

“Roar!”

At this moment, the ancient corpse looked up to the sky and roared, its fangs and claws bloomed with a cold light, and the smelly and rotten corpse gas emerged from the whole body, condensing into a terrifying shark-tooth-shaped black sword, carrying boundless fierce power , slashing down towards Zhong Bo in front of him.

“boom!”

The ferocious black sword and Zhong Bo collided together, making a deafening roar. The ferocious black sword instantly shattered, and the evil ancient corpse quickly flew back and hit the cliff on one side of the canyon, shaking down large rocks. .

Since the ancient corpse blocked most of Zhong Bo’s injuries, Yan Junlin suffered only the aftermath. Although his orifices were bleeding from the shock, he was lucky enough to survive.

Although the holy bell sacrificed by Yan Changkong has never been truly revived, it is not something that a few god kings can stop.

Under this blow, the Tianpeng Saint, the Great Zhou Saint, and the descendants of the ancient war clan died, and the Longshan Emperor Daozi and the Ten Thousand Demons Cave Demon Son were both injured. It was really cruel and domineering.

“brush!”

Longshan Qi, the Taoist disciple of the Longshan Emperor Dynasty, flew out of the ruins. His clothes were ragged and his breath was scattered. He looked at the dark holy bell above Yan Changkong’s head and said in shock: “This is not the Purple Sky and Blue Falling Bell!”

Yan Changkong, who was at the front, smiled and said: “This is the Bell of All Destructions. I found it accidentally in a ruins.”

“You are just a god king, how can you exert such a powerful power as a holy weapon?” Longshan Qi asked. There was a golden dragon of luck flying around him, and his breath was recovering quickly.

Yan Changkong said calmly: “A god king, even if he has holy weapons in his hands, can only mobilize a trace of holy power. But I have more than a hundred god kings to sacrifice and refine the holy weapons together, so I can naturally exert the strongest power. .”

“No, you are not a clone, but… a puppet!” Yan Junlin exclaimed, guessing that many ‘Yan Changkong’ were puppets.

“Puppet? That’s it!”

Longshan Qi narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly: “You can control hundreds of puppets in the realm of the God King. Your divine mind is really terrifyingly strong!”

Naturally, they don’t know that Yan Changkong practices the Great Puppet Technique, and his attainments in the Puppet Avenue are far beyond comparison with any other gods!

There was a hint of surprise in Yan Changkong’s eyes, and he clicked his tongue: “I didn’t expect you to see it. Yes, these are puppets.”

Long Shanqi took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: “Yan Changkong, this time I admit defeat. I am willing to exchange a quasi-sage scripture for my life, and I will never be your enemy in the future. What do you think? ”

Yan Junlin heard this and said quickly: “I am also willing to pay for my life! I don’t have the Quasi-Sacred Scripture, but I can give you the ancient corpse in the realm of the God Emperor!”

Yan Changkong shook his head slightly and said: “Since you know my details, naturally I can’t let you leave. If I kill you, what quasi-holy book and what ancient corpse of the God Emperor will still belong to me? Stop talking nonsense and suffer death. !”

“clang!”

The Holy Bell of Ten Thousand Destructions once again sounded a shocking bell sound, and waves of pitch-black bell waves that annihilated ten thousand ways swept across the wilderness, arriving in front of Longshan Qi and Yan Junlin in the blink of an eye.

Yan Junlin suddenly changed his expression. The evil ancient corpse had blocked most of the attacks, and he was lucky enough to save his life.

But now, the evil ancient corpse was shaken by Zhong Bo and his life or death was unknown. At this time, there was no hope.

“burst!”

Yan Junlin shouted loudly, pulled out a blood-colored magic sword and exploded, taking advantage of Zhong Bo’s slight respite, turning into a magic light and fleeing into the distance.

However, Zhong Bo only stagnated for a moment before crushing all the waves caused by the self-destruction of the bloody magic sword.

However, Yan Junlin was suppressed by the Tiangang Disha Formation, and his speed was extremely slow.

No matter how far he escaped, he was caught up by Zhong Bo.

“Bang!”

Yan Junlin’s body suddenly shattered into a blood mist that filled the sky, swinging into the distance with the rolling bell waves.

Longshan Qi sacrificed the Mountain and River Cauldron again, and threw himself directly into the Mountain and River Cauldron, using the luck of the Longshan Emperor to resurrect the gods in the Mountain and River Cauldron. The Mountain and River Cauldron rippled out the ripples of the rules of the Holy Path, and collided with the rolling bell waves.

“boom!”

An earth-shattering explosion sounded between the sky and the earth. Large areas of the void collapsed and shattered, tearing open large black cracks. A stream of destructive air currents stirred up the sky, shattering the cliffs on both sides of the canyon and turning them into ruins.

After this blow, the power of the Mountain and River Cauldron was exhausted, and it disappeared between heaven and earth after a burst of illusion.

The figure of Long Shanqi reappeared in the void. At this time, Long Shanqi was particularly weak, his face was pale, his breath was scattered, and he was on the verge of collapse.

Just now he forcibly activated the Mountain and River Cauldron to protect his body. Most of Longshan Qi’s life source was consumed, and he was almost exhausted.

Longshan Qi looked at the many ‘Yan Changkong’ in the distance and sighed: “Yan Changkong, everyone underestimates you. I didn’t expect you to be so strong! With the methods you used today, you are enough to compete with many Taoist disciples of the Great Emperor’s Taoism. Comparable.”

“Swipe, swipe, swipe…”

More than a hundred ‘Yan Changkong’ merged with each other, and finally transformed into the only Yan Changkong. His shawl and black hair danced in the wind, and his eyes bloomed with brilliant light. He said coldly: “I just want to practice in a low-key manner. You guys But you always come to mess with me, and it’s really all your own fault that you’ve ended up like this!”

Long Shanqi looked at Yan Changkong carefully for a moment, and suddenly said: “I know that I can’t escape today, and I don’t plan to escape. I just want to ask, are you the real person or a puppet now?”

Yan Changkong said calmly: “Of course he is a puppet! The battlefield of Tianjiao is so dangerous, how can my real body dare to come?”

Longshan Qi’s pupils suddenly shrank, and he sighed: “I didn’t expect that the one who defeated us was just your puppet incarnation. It turns out that we are a group of frogs in the well!”

Having said this, Long Shanqi gently opened his palms, and a golden dragon of luck about the size of a foot appeared in his palms, and shouted: “Don’t think about revenge for me! Don’t provoke anyone in Zixiao Holy Land!”

Before he could finish his words, the Luck Golden Dragon disappeared into the void.

And Long Shanqi seemed to have exhausted the last trace of life energy. His hair turned white and his muscles shriveled. In the blink of an eye, he turned into a skinny corpse and fell from the air.

“brush!”

The evil ancient corpse in the ruins in the distance suddenly flew up, turned into a black light, and fled into the distance without looking back.

“You can’t run away from my trophy!”

Yan Changkong grinned, raised his hand, and the Holy Bell of All Destruction appeared out of thin air on top of the evil ancient corpse, covering it all at once.


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