Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 748 Are you going to die or live?
"Roar"

The soul orb shattered, and the Immemorial Yanlong let out an unwilling roar, and the ice that was several feet thick was instantly shattered. The Yanlong's giant claws wanted to slap down on Han Ye, but they collapsed immediately and disappeared into the cracks in the ground.

All over the world, many real people have been unable to calm down for a long time. When the ancient Yanlong was born, he thought that no one could stop him. Unexpectedly, in just a short moment, he was forced to disperse by the two evildoers on the Qianlong list. Many people sighed. The younger generation, The sharpness has been truly cultivated and cannot be reversed.

With one foot on Lu Xiangsheng's right hand, Han Ye crushed his five phalanges, looked down at him indifferently, and said, "Don't think that you can fight against everyone. Without the Tianxiong Army, you are nothing."

Ten fingers connected to the heart, five fingers were crushed, the pain can be imagined, but Lu Xiangsheng walked out of the mountain of corpses and blood, his face was cold and stern, but he didn't even frown.

A look of anger flashed across Han Ye's eyes, and he stepped on his chest again. The majestic force crushed his entire breastplate, his chest almost collapsed, and he spit out mouthfuls of blood.

At this moment, Lu Xiangsheng not only injured his essence and blood, but also suffered severe injuries to his internal organs.

On the side, Yuan Shuang watched all this with cold eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of her fresh lips.

"Since you don't listen to the persuasion and insist on meddling in the dispute of Tianjiao, then I will get rid of you today, so as to avenge those dead soldiers who died of my big man."

Han Ye opened his mouth coldly, and pointed out that Lu Xiangsheng fell to the ground, only to hear a pop, and a nine-yin bone spur penetrated his entire right chest, nailing him to the ground hard.

The blood stained the ground red, gurgling out, the white bone spurs with shreds of flesh, bleeding ferociously, Lu Xiangsheng stared fixedly at the two of them, his murderous intent concentrated.

Yuanshuang's phoenix eyes were cold, surrounded by the moon and the long river like weaving, floating light on the fingers and palms waved down, the torrent rolled and roared away.

On the Taoist seat of the heavenly ranks, the face of the young woman Zhenjun of the Hehuan Sect changed slightly, and she was about to rescue her, but at this moment, the sky changed.

"hold head high"

The blue dragon howled furiously, the golden dragon coiled in the air, and the roar of two huge lucky golden dragons shook the ancient veins. Until now, the aura of the young man in white and the elder Zhenjun of the Ximen family had almost reached their limit.

"Roar"

As the sun sets, the golden seal is like a bead, and two golden dragons of sixty or seventy feet of luck are in the sky above the ancient vein, scrambling and biting around a dragon Yuangu stone. What a shocking scene it is, almost comparable to two real In the battle between the true emperors of the Holy Realm, the void was distorted, and the entire sky seemed to be torn apart.

The ancient stone of Longyuan slowly rotated above the two dragons. The two dragons were fighting, and one of them had to die to win the dragon ball. At this moment, the five-clawed golden dragon was in danger, and the blue dragon roared proudly. The situation became clearer.

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, at this moment, a clear and clear sound of sword chant rose from the earth. Immediately, the long river of Youyue shattered, and a sharp and sharp aura pursued towards Yuan Shuang in an instant.

Under the shocked gazes, Yuan Shuang's graceful figure seemed to be hit by an ancient mountain, and she shot backwards in an instant, breaking several stone pillars and overturning a stone mountain.

"It's him!"

Everyone turned their eyes and saw the figure on the ground, looking at each other in shock.

On the land of Gumai, Duanchou sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, and a faint sound of sword chant rose up. This sword chant was like a dragon, majestic soaring to the sky, and there was a real dragon's sword roar, shaking all directions.

"Boom"

The black ice swelled, the moonlight was like a river, and a huge ice cone broke out from it. The ice destroyed everything, the rocky mountain shattered, and the sharp aura was instantly shattered.

Yuan Shuang walked out of the ruins, looking like a fairy, and was not injured, but this time she lost face, her face was gloomy, especially when she noticed that the atmosphere of this ancient vein was mixed, and hundreds of real people, big and small, were there watch the battle.

"Finally can't help but make a move?"

Han Ye sneered, he threw out a big black bowl in his hand, and it turned into a radius of tens of feet, hanging above the ancient veins. This is a rare treasure, which can generate cold water from nine shades. , unstoppable.

He is the young master of the Nine Yin Sect, Qianlong Thirty, and at this moment, he is fully mobilized, and immediately a huge torrent of evil spirits washes down, drowning Duanchou in it.

After a few breaths, the big bowl fell into Han Ye's hands, and a gust of bitter nine-yin cold air overflowed. Duanchou, together with the entire mountain, rock and earth, turned into a huge ice sculpture, which was as thick as ten feet thick. Crystal clear as ink, secluded ghosts and gods.

Many real people are frightened, the power of the heaven and earth's strange treasures, and the mysteries of good fortune are indeed earth-shattering, and Duanchou is so entrusted, I am afraid that they have been frozen and extinct.

Yuan Shuang let out a cold chirp, and the finger-palm imperial formula changed, and the Xuanyin ice cone fell like an iceberg, crashing down on the ground where Duanchou was.

"Crack."

Numerous cracks spread across the ground, spreading out like a spider web, and finally connected together, collapsing and sinking.

"boom!"

Ice shards flew, and in the distance, Lu Xiangsheng was severely injured and weak, and was blown away several feet by the aftermath of the air wave again. The Jiuyin bone spur completely passed through his right chest, taking away a foot-long piece of flesh and blood.

He grunted, gritted his teeth, blood was bubbling between his teeth, but he still stared at the icy ruins, and roared angrily: "Don't worry about your uncle, I'm about to die, you still don't make a move!"

In all directions of the ancient vein, many real people are watching. The situation of the battle in the sky and the ground is changing rapidly, attracting everyone's attention.

The ice seal burst, and the ice chips melted. She stepped out wearing a purple dress like a sword holding two ancient stones, and immediately fell into everyone's eyes.

The dragon in the sky screamed and screamed, and the dragon scales flew, and the winner would soon be determined.

At this moment, countless real monks cried out, and they retreated violently, because they were all shattered in an instant because of the passing of their gazes, and a sharp sharpness rushed directly into their minds.

Han Ye and Xuanshuang looked at each other, their faces were serious, and they turned a blind eye to the battle situation in the sky. They stared at the figure that was gradually approaching slowly, and for the first time, there was some solemnity in their eyes.

"I thought you would swallow your anger and sit there until you died, and finally showed up."

Han Ye sneered: "Don't play any tricks, I'm not a waste like Zhongli and Ximenfu, Wu Jingjue failed to kill you, today, I will send you on your way!"

Many real people frowned and shook their heads. This is another battle of spirits. Wu Jingjue is ranked nineteenth in Qianlong, and his magic skills are so vicious that he is almost immortal. Han Ye fought with him in the early years, and he was defeated and almost died. Since then, he has never dared to fight Wu Jingjue. Because Taoism and supernatural powers are restrained, knowing it is bound to be beheaded.

But Duanchou killed Wu Jingjue!
Now, Han Ye wants to get rid of his worries, not only to step on his fame, but also to break the last obstacle in his heart, because the younger generation, a great enemy is gone, and he wants to send away everything related to him.

Putting down the ancient stone in his hand, Duanchou glanced at Lu Xiangsheng who was breathing in more air and exhaling less, and said calmly: "These three, do you want to die or live?"

"Damn, what do you want to live, I don't want prisoners, dead! Everyone will die!!"

Lu Xiangsheng rolled his eyes and shouted while coughing up blood.

(End of this chapter)