Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1822 The general trend has come, you moth! (seeking subscription)
It was a long and narrow knife wound. On the nine-color misty Fate Wing, the sacred demon butterfly who had emerged from the lineage of the Emperor Butterfly transformed into a human form, while Fate Wing was still flapping gently behind her.

The nine-colored wind whimpered, exuding the power to subvert fate, but it could not shake Su Qinian's body and spirit realm. He stood in the heavens, but he was not in the heavens. The aura continued to rise, and the boundary wall belonging to the seventh boundary of Zhanwang Road had more and more cracks and gaps peeling off.

"You are the first person to cut through the wings of my destiny." The eyes of the holy demon queen were a little puzzled, and the emotion was so clear, "Can you tell me why your blood is so bloody? scalding."

The voice of Qingling, the aura that makes the soul sink, is useless to Su Qinian at this moment, pointing at the red gold saber, Su Qinian calmly said: "I am the first, but I will definitely not be the first!" The last one, no one can tell you why the battle blood is scalding, you are not a human race, you will not understand the pain and pain, perseverance and dedication that the human race has experienced for so many years."

The holy demon queen was silent for a few breaths, her glazed eyes dimmed slightly: "Oh."

She responded lightly, but she seemed a little disappointed, and her fighting spirit disappeared. Su Qinian raised her eyebrows: "Aren't you going to make any more moves? You still have strength left."

"Resisting the tentacles of the soul and breaking the wings of fate, you have already won, and it is meaningless to continue fighting. This is not a place for life and death." The holy demon queen shook her head lightly, her glazed eyes raised, as if On the top of the ninth sacred mountain overlooking the distance.

Su Qinian's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't say much. Obviously, the holy demon girl who had become a queen butterfly noticed something.

hum!
At the same time, an invisible mighty force swept across the sky and the earth. On the top of the second sacred mountain, the seemingly lazy young quasi-king of the Hades suddenly seemed to have passed through a long time, and his whole body was like a weathered dry stone. Like, starting from the top of the head, it dissipated into ash inch by inch.

On the fourth arena of gods and demons.

The whole body is cast like green gold, and now the young boy of the Stone Clan who looks very handsome is sitting cross-legged. There is an ancient Sanskrit singing in his body, the invisible mighty power sweeps across, and the nine-color Buddha light flashes. The boy of the Stone Clan disappears, leaving only The next piece of golden stone, which is crystal clear like glazed glass, is said to be a stone, but it is more like a simple and simple lotus platform, and even on the stone platform, there is a swastika that floats up and down.

There was a dead silence on the Shepherd Planet.

Because everyone felt the sky above their heads, the reflected terror in the arena of gods and demons, the invisible mighty power, although it was only for a moment, it made everyone tremble and wailed endlessly.

"I don't believe it!" There was a sharp scream, it was an old woman of the Flame Moth lineage, her red withered hair fluttered wildly, her whole body went mad, her soul tentacles were blocked, and the wings of fate were chopped off, this is unimaginable As a result, it was difficult for her to accept the defeat of becoming an emperor butterfly. This is a legendary creature that is almost mythical, the source of the ancestral blood of his lineage of flame moths.

The kings of the Taotie tribe didn't care about this peak old king at the moment, and their faces were very ugly. The feathered butterfly that they had placed high hopes on was actually defeated. Throughout the ages, even among the young emperors, there are few who can reach it, and there is a great tendency to overthrow the contemporaries of all clans.

After all, there are too many ancient bloodlines and many supreme physiques in this world. For a long time, even the emperors in their youth often have many failures. Not every emperor has extraordinary background, strong bloodlines, and ordinary people. The body started from the beginning, and after one defeat after another, it rose strongly in the end, forcing the same generation of the clan to bow their heads, and climbed to the highest realm.

However, there are very few people who really overthrow the powerhouses of the same generation of the clans, such as the young Suotian War King, and these few legendary figures, who finally become queens, are the strongest even among the emperors That small group of people left a strong mark in the supreme history of imperial warfare, and most of their subordinates were stained with imperial blood.

Now, from the perspective of the supreme tribes on Muling Planet, the young Suotian Warlord has this kind of atmosphere. After all, how cruel is the arena of gods and demons. War is not a crime of war. They saw the extinct feathered butterfly and witnessed the legendary power, but from another angle, they also showed the invincibility of the young war king.

What's more, as the terrifying invisible mighty force swept across, if nothing else happened, the eight young seeds of the imperial way from the four clans would just vanish into thin air.

This kind of damage is enough to hurt the four clans. More importantly, they lost the opportunity to dominate this era in the future. In the curtain of this troubled world, it became a joke of the clans.

The arena of gods and demons, the top of the eighth sacred mountain.

At this moment, as the invisible power swept across, Su Qinian fixed his eyes, because the wings of fate belonging to the holy demon queen 椧 folded together to envelop it completely, but no matter how strong the subversive power of fate is, the tentacles of the soul How terrifying the killing of the spirit is, compared with the mighty power of the arena of gods and demons, it is far from enough to see. Almost in an instant, the wing of fate shattered, and the holy demon queen in the wing of the sky, all turned into one piece. Gorgeous and dreamy nine-color light rain.

But what really made Su Qinian fix his gaze was because the breath of life belonging to the feathered butterfly had not dissipated.

However, on Muling Planet, millions of people from various tribes do not have this kind of vision and intuitive feeling, and many people are disappointed that such a magnificent and holy celestial girl has fallen like this , can be called the crown of beauty under the starry sky, enough to stand at the pinnacle of the celestial maidens of all races, and what's even more rare is that it possesses extremely strong combat power. The trend of the same generation of all ethnic groups.

In particular, many young strong men watched helplessly as that one burst into pieces and collapsed into a rain of light. Even if they fell, they would end in the utmost splendor, worthy of the name of the Emerald Butterfly.

hum!
There are invisible fluctuations, like the beating strings of fate. On the top of the eighth sacred mountain, after only a few breaths, the rain of nine-color light, as if being pulled by an invisible force, follows an inexplicable trajectory, Gathering in the golden light of the gods, even in the process of gathering, the sky full of the light of the gods was drawn in, and the celestial freshness of the sun was like a hundred rivers returning to the sea. On the top of this sacred mountain, it almost turned into a golden vortex .

That is……

On the barren grassland, the pupils of Zhan Wang Qi Tian shrank. Obviously, this change was not expected. At almost the same time, the eyes of several demon kings of the Taotie tribe shone brightly. The old woman screamed endlessly: "This is the real feathered butterfly! Nine Feathers Sky Crack, finally started!"

Nine Feathers Sky Crack!

Just as the war king Qi Tian was faltering, the eyes of the people of all clans on the Muling Star became bright again, but the supreme creatures of all clans showed expressions of surprise and uncertainty. They really felt the power of gods and demons. Has the terrifying aura of the mighty power in the arena not been wiped out under such mighty power?After all, according to Jiuqu Pluto, this is an ancient relic that even the emperors cannot shake.

However, just when the people of the various tribes wanted to observe carefully, the arena of gods and demons reflected on the sky became hazy, and all the scenes seemed to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers. It doesn't work, even as soon as the immortal will is approaching, it will be annihilated into nothingness. As early as the beginning, someone has tried it, and it is even more so now, because the old woman of the flame moth is coughing up blood, she is so mad with hatred, she just wants to Killing the Nine Heavens, this is the Nine Feathers Sky Crack, even just observing it once, is enough to make her take a crucial step forward on the road to supremacy, or in other words, for her lineage of the flame moth, she has an extraordinary meaning, but they were all cut off by the arena of gods and demons.

"Nine Twist Pluto!"

She yelled loudly, and fixed her eyes on the king of the Hades standing in the gray snowstorm: "Show me this arena of gods and demons! Don't say you can't do it! I'll kill you!"

At this moment, she didn't have any scruples at all, but Jiuqu Pluto's face darkened instantly. If he could control the arena of gods and demons, how could he allow the young King Suotian to become powerful all the way? If he didn't get half a response, he was about to go crazy. Such a moth was going to kill him. I'm afraid you don't even know what viviparous is!

boom!
However, before he could respond, there was a red flame of order, like a sea of ​​flames, surging towards him, and the old woman of the flame moth lineage made a move, swiping a withered and powerful palm, towards him. As he fell on his face, he shattered the chaos.

"Yao Mozi, you are courting death!"

Jiuqu Pluto was frightened and angry, and then fought back forcefully without hesitation.

Rumble!
The animal husbandry star was shaken, countless and complicated formations emerged, and one piece after another was revived. However, in the confrontation between the two supreme kings, large areas still disintegrated. The cold eyes of a group of supreme powerhouses of the Mingzu all fell on them.

They are also very helpless, but the title of Jiuqu Pluto is too accurate. As far as they know, this crazy old king of the Yanmo lineage had this nickname when he was young, but as he soared, Becoming a sage and becoming a Taoist, no one dared to mention it in person, let alone speak nonsense behind his back. Gradually, with the passage of time, he was forgotten, and he did not expect to see the sun again today.

As if yesterday reappeared, the old woman of the Flame Moth lineage let out a sharp roar of anger, her internal organs were about to explode, and the sea of ​​​​flame in the sky was blazing several times, and it actually engulfed Jiuqu Pluto, who is the king of Dacheng, into it.

And all kinds of things on the Muling Planet have nothing to do with Su Qinian at this time, he observed the accumulation of nine-color light rain, and it turned into a nine-color light cocoon in an instant. (Please subscribe, thank you for your subscription and rewards, I didn’t sleep all night to see off the cremation, I went to work during the day, and I only had this chapter at night, it’s too much.)
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