Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1716 The sky demon kills the soul, the original regeneration! (seeking subscription)

Black mist filled the starry sky, silently.

On this solitary tomb, a woman who looked like a peerless youth stood quietly, with two black iron chains piercing her shoulders and lute bones, wrapped around the gray tombstone.

The woman's black silk is like ink, and the golden long skirt dances lightly in the starry sky. Her body is white, surrounded by auspicious clouds. Pupils are gone.

The desolate fog and the celestial maiden are the most taboo visions for the passers-by in the vast starry sky, especially the singing voice of the celestial maiden, which is more like the call of death.

And the powerful people of all races traveling in the starry sky know that the desolate fog is erratic and never stays in any starry sky. But at this time today, the desolate fog not only pervades the corner of the starry sky outside the northern wilderness, but also stops here .

The ancestral land of Suotian.

The nine-story demon tower descended and almost filled the sky of the northern wilderness. Even the rising sun was blocked. After the bright moon fell to the west, the rising sun would no longer rise. , even if they are in charge of the strongest demon tower, the forbearance of the demon clan far exceeds the expectations of Su Qinian and others.

The gray-golden tower body, under the permeating chaotic atmosphere, is flowing with a mysterious light, as if the source of all evil spirits is within the tower body, even with the eyesight of Su Qinian and others, they can't tell the difference. What kind of magical material is the body of the tower made of? Is it really made of ancient heavenly iron that was stained with divine blood?
Human beings have humanity, monsters have demon ways, as the supreme emperor, and possesses the blood of the wild dragon, the emperor of the Huang family once learned from some excavated ancient ruins that in the distant ancient times, the vastness of the heavens was everything in the prehistoric land. The land of eternal life that all living beings yearn for, there is not only the kingdom of the gods, the realm of the beasts, but also the heavenly demons who can't die.

Like the gods and beasts, the sky demon is also an existence on par with the gods, and it is also suspected to be the origin of the ancient demon clan after the dusk of the ancient gods.

At this moment, in the distant starry sky of the demon world.

Above [-] miles, a majestic celestial tower floats above the nine heavens. A majestic figure dressed in black gold feathers stands in front of the celestial tower. Time and space are in chaos, but it remains motionless, like an eternal god, exuding terrifying imperial power.

In the sky, many powerful monster clans prostrated themselves on the ground, showing fanaticism and even awe. This is the patriarch of their Kunpeng royal family, and also in this era, the emperor who stands at the top of their monster clan is recognized by the world and is most likely to be in the world. In the middle of this era, and even at the end of the year, there was an existence in the realm of the Supreme Emperor.

Not only the Emperor Kunpeng, but behind him, there are also ten great figures, some from the lineage of Kunpeng, some from the lineage of Qingpeng, and even the lineage of Golden Winged Roc. In this era, For ten thousand years, the Kunpeng royal family had absolute control over the demon tower.

In front of the sky tower and behind the Kunpeng Emperor, ten supreme powerhouses of each lineage of the Kunpeng, with different vicissitude patterns spreading under their feet, intertwined and connected, all gathered on the body of the Kunpeng Emperor, a huge phantom gradually appeared in this place. Emperor Kunpeng's head appeared above his head. It was an unprecedented roc bird, like feathers cast in black gold, with a bright black horn on top of his head, sharper than the Heavenly Sword, as if it could pierce the heavens.

A desolate and ancient atmosphere, as if spanning a distant time and space, shrouded the sky.

"Sky demon, kill the soul!"

Emperor Kunpeng has a majestic figure and looks more like a heroic young man. At this moment, there is endless accumulation of imperial power in his eyes. The emperor is also unable to use it alone. This ancient heavenly skill not only requires the body of the emperor. In recent years, generations of Kunpeng clan powerhouses have worked hard and solitary until they created the Heavenly Demon Slaughtering Soul Formation. , barely cast.

Not only the emperor, but also the emperor. Before the endless years, the sky demon slaughtered the soul, which came from the same source as the demon tower, and was obtained by their ancestors. Generation after generation of strong people have comprehended it so far. The other royal families in the demon world, their Kunpeng clan, can mobilize the stronger original power of the demon tower to recover. Of course, if such a demon tower, which is more mysterious than the emperor's soldiers, wants to be activated, even if he is the emperor, he only has one blow. force.

Different from the Stone Clan, Corpse Clan, and even the Ming Clan's coveting of that one's remains, or even the silent battle spirit, they have only one purpose.

The heavens don't need taboos, even if it's a slough, they want to completely erase all traces of that person in this world, destroy the stone body, slaughter the silent fighting spirit, make it return to the ruins completely, and wipe out all the strange things. Everything and misfortune will be completely killed and will never return.

hum!
At the moment when the ancient phantom of Tianpeng emerged, the Great Emperor Kunpeng took a deep breath, swallowing hundreds of millions of miles of clouds from the demon world in an instant, he raised one hand, and pointed forward The void is pressed down.

Rumble!
The chaotic air currents were surging, and the majestic nine-story tower that belonged to the demon tower showed a hazy phantom in front of the sky tower. Following the move of Emperor Kunpeng, the phantom of Tianpeng, which was bigger than the sea of ​​stars, swooped down and was bigger than the sky sword. The sharp roc claws merged with Emperor Kunpeng's arm and landed on the top of the tower.

The human world, the Northern Wilderness.

Roar!
Between heaven and earth, an ancient and desolate roar suddenly sounded, the demon tower roared, the nine-story tower shook, the chaotic air flow shot out like a sky sword, and a silent mighty force, as if it had been hooked, revived at this moment up.

puff!
The moment the roar of the roc sounded, no matter whether it was Su Qinian, senior brother Luo Sheng, or the two great emperors, they all groaned, bleeding from the corners of their mouths. In the soul of will and soul, even if Su Qinian borrowed the Unrivaled Realm at this moment, even if he condensed the sword of will and used the soul scriptures of the soul clan for his own use.

But the four of them didn't retreat. If they didn't stand in front of them, the people behind them, even the supreme beings like the second senior brother, would not be able to withstand the sound of killing souls.

Roar!
There was another boundless roar of the roc, but it rose from the top of the mountain behind the ancestral land. It was black feathers. At this moment, it spread a pair of black roc wings. The pitch-black feathers were cast like divine gold. It raised its head Roaring, as if enraged by the roar of the desolate Peng sounded in the demon tower, the black feathers clanging like a sword in the sky, bursting out a frightening sharpness at this moment, above the head of the Peng, the single black horn was clanging even more , It actually canceled out half of the Peng's roar in the demon tower.

"kill!"

At this moment, the four of Su Qinian made their move at the same time. They rushed to the sky, facing the overwhelming Chaos Sword.

clang!clang!clang!
Su Qinian swung the life-saving knife, the unrivaled battle blood was hotter than the Yang River in the heaven, and the celestial dragon on the spine seemed to be stirred by the roar of the Peng, the exhausted and silent power of the ancient celestial dragon was regenerated in the blazing primitive war , the blade was as bright as fire, and chopped the chaotic sky sword into pieces. Even so, every time he shattered a chaotic sky sword, his arm became numb. He stepped on the veins of time and space, solidified time, and chopped ten After ten thousand eight thousand swords, even with an unrivaled combat body, dense cracks appeared from the shock.

puff!
There were splashes of blood, and a Chaos Heavenly Sword pierced his shoulder, splashing scalding blood. Su Qinian let out a roar, but his unrivaled fighting spirit became more and more fierce. The Heavenly Sword was carried down with an unrivaled fighting body, almost in an instant, his whole body was full of sword holes, chaotic sharpness lingered, and blood hotter than Shenyang spilled on the sky.

Rumble!
The nine-story demon tower fell down, and the gray-golden tower body seemed to collapse like a piece of sky. The light surrounding the tower body, as the power of the stalwart recovered, gradually raised a powerful aura, Even the two great emperors, Huanglun, felt that the emperor's body was about to burst, his muscles ached, and the heavens and myriad ways seemed to be far away from them.

This is supreme majesty!
In the eyes of Emperor Huangjia, there seemed to be an ancient emperor in front of him, awakened from deep sleep, an unprecedented oppression, even as the emperor, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness. (Please subscribe, thank you for your subscription and reward!)
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