Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 1872 Ling Feng, back! (3 more)
Following the roar of the leader of the Blood Shadow Alliance, in an instant, those great emperors of the Blood Shadow Alliance started fighting like tigers entering a herd of sheep.

Qing Mingzi and another semi-sacred strongman who was fighting Jing Lao looked at the Heavenly Dragon Sword Master, and after obtaining the permission of the Heavenly Dragon Sword Master, they also rushed out with their swords.

Both of these two are semi-saint powerhouses. With their strength, almost every shot can bring a lot of casualties.

The master of the Eight Great Halls gritted his teeth and could only bite the bullet and intercept the two semi-sages.

Among the eight main hall masters, the blazing sun hall master, the star hall master, and the Huiyue Shengji all have the strength close to the semi-holy level. In addition, the other five spirit hall hall masters teamed up to stop them all at once. These two demi-saints.

Fortunately, Dragon Sword Saint had no intention of making a move that day, but just stood there, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Fighting at this level is completely uninteresting to him.

What he didn't expect was that the people in Dongling Immortal Pond were so staunch. They dared to start a war after he killed a half-sage with one move.

boom!
On the other side, the leader of the Blood Shadow slashed and killed more than a dozen inner sect elders from Dongling Immortal Pond, squinted his eyes, and stared at Tianyuan Sage Emperor with a smirk, "How about it, junior brother, is this the result you want? , anyway, the current Dongling Immortal Pond is full of rubbish, it will be clean after death!"

Tianyuan Shengdi's eyes were about to split open, and he stared at the leader of the Blood Shadow with hatred, which almost drove him crazy, but he couldn't do anything at all.

Looking at the disciples who were being massacred and the Eight Great Palace Masters who were retreating steadily, the Tianyuan Sage Emperor felt sad in his heart.

Is everything over?
The Dongling Immortal Pond was finally destroyed in his own hands!

At this moment, a cold voice came from the distant sky, and the sound exploded in almost everyone's ears from far to near, like a thunderbolt.

"Who said that the East Spirit Immortal Pond is pure trash!"

For a moment, a pair of eyes looked over at the same time, even the Dragon Sword Saint opened his eyes slightly that day.

After a long wait, Ling Feng finally came back!

Fortunately, Emperor Tianyuan bought enough time for him, and his strength finally returned to its peak state.

And the power brought by the breakthrough is also completely integrated into one body, like an arm and a finger.

"This is the kid with the silver battle spirit?"

Tianlong Sword Master squinted his eyes, looked at Ling Feng for a moment, and then lost interest. Even though he had a silver battle spirit, he had just broken through to the emperor's realm, and he did not pose any threat to himself.

This kind of small role can be handed over to the leader of the Blood Shadow.

At this time, the leader of the Blood Shadow also stopped the long sword in his hand, looked at the sky, and said coldly: "It was you who killed Yuanyangzi?"

"I killed a lot of members of the Blood Shadow Alliance, which one is Yuan Yangzi? Is that old trash just now?"

Ling Feng sneered, intentionally provoking the Blood Shadow Leader, and sure enough, as Ling Feng expected, the Blood Shadow Leader's eyes flashed with a cold light, and immediately shot up into the sky towards Ling Feng's direction, killing him.

"Good come!"

Ling Feng smiled coldly, but if you want to fight me, you have to pass their level first!
"Xiao Ming, Emperor Tianyan, come out!"

A black light flashed, and the next moment, the underworld sub-dragon and Emperor Tianyan appeared in front of Ling Feng at the same time, and the two powerhouses at the peak of the emperor level forcibly intercepted the blood shadow lord.

The sub-dragon of the underworld has a powerful sub-dragon bloodline. Although its strength is only at the peak emperor level, it has a defensive power comparable to that of a semi-saint. As for Emperor Tianyan, he is a painless and tireless corpse puppet.

Their cooperation is enough to delay the Blood Shadow leader.

However, Ling Feng's preparations are not limited to these.

"And you all, come out too!"

Ling Feng yelled violently, and immediately after that, a mighty and imposing peak emperor flew out from the Five Elements Heavenly Palace.

Three!

Six!

Nine!

……

In the end, there were a total of eleven peak emperors, and like Emperor Tianyan, they were all puppets who never tired, floating behind Ling Feng expressionlessly.

After being promoted to Emperor Realm, Ling Feng's power of consciousness skyrocketed to an unbelievable level, and he even advanced to Silver Battle Spirit. At this moment, he can finally perform reincarnation and revive twelve peak emperors at the same time!
This is something that the reincarnated sword emperor has been preparing for all his life, but he failed to do it, and Ling Feng finally accomplished this feat!

"Listen to Master Hou's orders!"

The eleven revived ancient emperors all turned towards Ling Feng's direction, bowed and bowed, their eyes were a little dull, and they only obeyed Ling Feng's orders.

"You three, go and attack him!"

Ling Feng stretched out his hand and directly dispatched three ancient emperors, together with Underworld Yalong and Tianyan Emperor, it was more than enough to surround a blood shadow lord.

"For the rest, kill the person with the blood flame symbol on the left chest!"

Ling Feng's eyes turned cold, and there was a scuffle below. As long as these eight ancient emperors joined the battlefield, the balance of victory would immediately tilt.

"Damn!"

The eyes of the leader of the Blood Shadow Alliance were completely cracked, but under the siege of the four corpse puppets and the underworld dragon, even with his strength, he could only hold on. In a short period of time, it was impossible to break through successfully.

From the very beginning, Ling Feng just led him into a trap and trapped him, and had no intention of fighting him!
Ling Feng took a deep breath, glanced at the direction of the Dragon Sword Saint that day, and found that he still didn't seem to want to make a move, he gritted his teeth, and flew to join the battle circle between the Eighth Hall Master and the two semi-sacred powerhouses.

But at this time, Qing Mingzi pushed Shen Guang, the master of Xutian Hall, back with a fist, and the long sword in his hand had already firmly locked Huiyue Shengji.

Huiyue Shengji's soul attack made Qing Mingzi hard to defend against. He believed that Huiyue Shengji was the one who threatened him the most, so regardless of the interference of other hall masters, he directly targeted Huiyue Shengji.

At this moment, Shengji Huiyue seems to have been caught in a fatal blow!
"Oops!"

However, Shengji Huiyue launched a series of mental attacks before, although it caused a lot of interference to Qing Mingzi, but her own spiritual consciousness was also backlashed, and the energy in her body was not enough for a while, and there was no time to dodge Qing Mingzi's sword.

It was only a hair's breadth away, and Shengji Huiyue might be about to die.

Scoff! ——

A dazzling silver light suddenly struck and enveloped them.

In the silver light, it was difficult for them to distinguish the direction, even the Holy Princess of Huiyue who was close at hand, it was difficult to see clearly!

"what!--"

Suddenly, Qing Mingzi cried out in pain, his entire right arm was actually severed by Qi Gen, with a "bang", the long sword and the severed arm fell to the ground.

Blood dripped and dripped onto the ground, Qing Mingzi trembled in pain, his eyes were filled with anger, and he shouted hoarsely, "Who is it? How dare you hurt me!"

His eyes were bloodshot, and when he looked intently, he found a blood-soaked youth standing with a sword in his hand, staring at him indifferently.

It turned out that it was Ling Feng who rescued Shengji Huiyue at the most critical moment.

(End of this chapter)