Eternal Evil Emperor

Chapter 1872
When the word came out, Wu Song, who was surrounded by mountains, suddenly changed his taste, from a narration to a clanging and killing sound.

This set of sound-killing array from Xinglu of Shengong does not have the nine hundred and ninety-nine animal bones of desolate beasts, but has endless witch bones from witchcraft.

These witch bones refined by witchcraft have lost all the pride and glory of witches, leaving only blood and fighting.

Under the catalysis of the sound killing array, the blood and fighting carried by the witch bone surged out like a wild horse, blowing towards the saints who were standing in the right place at the right time.

The wind was so fast that the saints were caught off guard.

The wind is also very favorable.

Although it is far inferior to the holy wind at the ferry that cuts the cliff, it still has a few traces of the holy wind.

The saints standing in Yinsha's big eyes, the moment they were brushed by Yinsha, the saint's eyes became a little dazed.

It is not the eyes that are at a loss, but their souls.

The killing sound directly acting on their souls seemed to drag them into the ancient prehistoric world.

The witch of the battlefield.

A monster that eats people.

An ancient desolate beast that looked down on the common people.

The visions of earth, fire, water and wind that have not yet been exhausted.

……

Killing Yin and Lifeng, although unable to destroy the Taoist robes of the saints, it can take away their spirits.

call.

call.

call.

……

Every burst of killing sound blows the spirits of the saints a step away.

After nine battles in a row, Curved Blade, who focused [-]% of his attention on Shen Wushuang and Taiwei, couldn't help but look at the Shenxu Ferry.

"This kind of sound kills the big formation?"

Curved Blade was visibly stunned for a moment.

He was not surprised by the sound killing formation.

As early as when Xie Tian started to set up the formation, he could see that it was the sound-killing formation on the road of punishment in the Shengong.

To his surprise, this sound killing formation was too different from Xinglu.

"The sound-killing formation uses the origin of heaven and earth to kill, but his sound-killing formation acts on the soul..."

Seeing that there was no scar on the Dao body of the saints, but each of them was in a daze, the curved blade couldn't help trembling slightly.

"But that's all. You underestimate the saint..."

The curved blade is very clear that the saints who endured the nine killing sounds are not completely lost.

Not to mention his own appearance, even some actions of Xie Tian will wake up the saints.

"Even after the nine bursts of killing sounds, there will be a saint avatar awakening..."

as predicted.

Just as the curved blade retracted its gaze, a clone of the Holy Monarch who was in the killing voice was the first to wake up!
"Damn it, Yinsha Dazhen!"

Realizing that he was almost obsessed with the horrors of the ancient times, the avatar of the Holy Monarch broke out in a cold sweat.

"Neglect, if the wicked thief who kidnapped people just now took advantage of the emptiness, I am afraid that the Holy King will be caught..."

Thinking of this, he didn't dare to be negligent, and immediately shouted: "Everyone, wake up!"

Sheng Yin fried.

The oncoming killing sound stopped immediately, and all the saints woke up one after another.

"Ok?"

"Nearly being calculated!"

"It turned out to be the Zuo Yin Killing Formation!"

"Psychedelic is greater than killing, and it's nothing more than that!"

"How dare you tease us, you will die!"

……

Just when the saints shot out in shame and anger, Underground Xietian opened his mouth and shouted loudly!

"burst!"

boom!
boom!
boom!
……

Nearly a thousand thunders exploded, ringing around the mountain!

The witch bones buried at the bottom of the mountain were blown away by him!
The witch bone exploded, and the power of the tenth round of killing sounds soared a thousand times. Even though it hadn't come, the faces of the saints changed!
"not good!"

"hide!"

"Damn!"

……

The avatars of the nine sages and sages didn't dare to pick them up, they could only hide!

They are not afraid of this killing sound!
But he was afraid that after he was confused by the killing sound, the curved blade would come and attack him!
However, the Yinsha formation is built around the mountains, where can they hide?
bottom!

Subconsciously glanced at the remaining footprints on the ground at the bottom of the valley, the saints felt relieved, and quickly moved towards the bottom of the valley.

Seeing this scene, Curved Blade became suspicious.

"If all the saints escape, it's tantamount to drawing salary from the bottom of the pot..."

What he wondered was, how could he ignore such a crucial point before setting up the formation, as cunning as a fake Rakshasa?
The bottom of the valley was not covered by the sound killing array.

The departure of the saints directly made the Yinsha formation a decoration.

At this moment, Xie Tian was half relieved.

It seems that the saints go to the bottom of the valley, which is what he hopes to see.

But he didn't dare to relax completely, and even used the power of his soul to control the sound killing formation more violently.

In the eyes of the saints, the more violent sound killing was a hysterical and helpless move by Xie Tian, ​​who had run out of skills.

"Hmph, childish!"

"Hehe, he wanted to strike with all his strength, but as soon as I left, his punch directly hit the empty space..."

"Just now there was a big thunder formation, obviously he is already on his last legs, and the big formation will disappear in a short time!"

"At that time, it will be the time when he dies!"

……

The saints watched indifferently from the bottom of the valley.

Xie Tian quietly controlled it at the bottom of the mountain.

Seeing this, Curved Blade became more and more suspicious.

"Strange, what exactly did he arrange?"

Just when the curved blade was in doubt, there was wind in the valley!
Seeing this, all the saints sneered.

"Don't give up yet?"

"Hey, want to blow the wind of sound killing to the bottom? Let you blow it!"

……

Under Xie Tian's last "madness", the killing sound produced by the sound killing array finally began to blow in the valley, and slowly descended, as if it wanted to wrap the saints in it again.

The saints sneered.

Xie Tian's complexion was serious again.

"The most critical step..."

Taking a deep breath, Xie Tian started the final layout.

"Huh?" A sage avatar seemed to have discovered something, and frowned slightly, "The Wind of Sound Killing seems to have changed?"

All the saints watched and nodded together.

"There has been a change..."

"The wind is silent, like a knife, hey, it's ridiculous!"

"Of course, I have to say that his previous voice killing and confusing the enemy is really unique, but now, it's unsightly!"

……

To them, Xie Tian's Shenhun Yinsha, which was born from the witch bone before, was still a threat.

But if Yinsha turned into a strong attack, it became a big joke.

"This fake Rakshasa, what exactly does he want to do...huh?"

The suspicious curved blade suddenly shook, remembering something!
"Thousands of miles of footprints at the bottom of the valley, he walked out again..."

Before the words fell, Xie Tian seemed to have sensed something, and his blood eyes brightened!
"Evil Blade, right now!"

at this time!

Sound kills the top of the saints, quickly press down!
at this time!

All the saints endured the wind of killing birds of prey without changing their faces!
at this time!

The whole body of the curved blade was shaken, and finally understood Xie Tian's plan!
at this time!

Evil heart beating!

at this time!

The crossing is windy!

at this time!

The saints, who sneered and disdainful, suddenly felt fear in their hearts!

"not good!"

"It's the holy wind at the ferry!"

"How could there be a holy wind at the ferry, there were footprints before!"

"Run!"

……

Under the cover of Xietian's deliberate change of Yinshafeng, the holy wind at the crossing is approaching at this moment!

At this moment, all the saints had no other thoughts in their minds except to teleport with all their strength!

Even though the holy wind at Ferry could not kill them, it could seriously injure them!

"Go!"

Almost at the moment when Xie Tian stood up and roared, the curved blade that followed Shen Wushuang and Taiwei secretly appeared at the Shenxu Ferry with a rather shocking heart.

whoosh...

A golden holy light flashed across the bottom of the valley, and all the saints who were focused on teleporting did not respond at all, and were all taken away by the curved blade!
Seeing this scene, Xie Tian sat down on the ground. His face was pale, and he was sweating profusely, and three mouthfuls of blood spewed out one after another.

However, his pale face was full of joy.

The joy that makes the crooked blade extremely astonished.

The joy of making the stunning beauty lose her mind.

(End of this chapter)