Talk about bragging, why do you really have the qualifications of a great emperor?

Chapter 60 Fatal injuries, what's the point?

"Second brother!"

"Third brother!"

"Junior Brother Ji!"

At this time, Li Longhao showed determination, as if he had the consciousness of martyrdom: "When the ghost broke through, the vision was monstrous, and it obviously has the potential to shock the world."

"If the red-clothed ghost is subdued by this devil and turned into a magic weapon spirit, it will definitely burn all living beings in the future and cause immeasurable murder."

"Since the reinforcements from the master's sect are coming soon, then we absolutely cannot let this fellow leave!"

"Even if it is death, he must be held back!"

Boom~!

Li Longhao's face was pale, and his extremely rich blood rushed towards the epee crazily, condensing into a 40-meter-long giant sword in an instant, and slammed it down.

Rao is the thousand-faced evil king Jindan who has a sixth-level cultivation base, but when faced with Li Longhao's desperate blow, he still dare not ignore it directly.

"Ignorant junior, do you really think I dare not kill you?"

Qianmian Xiejun showed shame and indignation on his face, he was a majestic Jindan stage demon cultivator, and he had already decided to let these little guys go, but he didn't expect to be pursued?

Is it bearable, what is unbearable?

Boom~!

Thousand Faces Evil Monarch waved the Ten Thousand Soul Sail, and in an instant, countless ghost energy turned into shields, blocking the giant sword layer by layer, dissolving the sword energy.

hum~
As the ghost energy was dissipated by the sword energy, the Ten Thousand Soul Sail was constantly twisting, manifesting streaks of red light, as if Nie Linglan was struggling in the Ten Thousand Soul Sail.

obviously.

At this time, Nie Linglan hadn't been completely refined yet, so the Wanhunfan that trapped Nie Linglan not only didn't increase its strength, but instead allocated a part of its power to suppress it.

"Brother be careful!"

Li Longji and Li Longyou looked at each other, with determination in their eyes, and they shot towards Li Longhao. The three brothers thought through their minds and merged their sword qi.

It doesn't require too many words, but in an instant, the three-talented sword formation took shape again, and endless mana poured into the sword formation crazily.

Haotian Sword Gang!

Li Longhao raised his head to the sky and screamed, his giant sword pointed at the sky, and the sword pulse's unique skill, the Haotian Sword Gang, was slashed out, turning into a nearly [-]-meter-long sword gang, as if it had the power to open up the world.

"madman!"

Even the evil king with thousands of faces couldn't help showing fear in his eyes when facing this level of attack.

This sword.

The three brothers of the Li family had obviously gone all out, rushing towards the sword array with supercharged mana, and even burned the source of essence and blood, directly reaching the golden core level.

Sword cultivators at the Golden Core level, the Golden Core level sword array, and the unique skill of the sword pulse, the power can be imagined.

Even the existence of Qianmian Xiejun, the sixth heaven of golden core, dare not take it lightly. After all, his kung fu is mainly based on strange changes, and he is not good at fighting.

"Since you are looking for death, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

There was a trace of resentment in the eyes of Qianmian Xiejun, and he took out a red statue of a poor and strange beast from his sleeve.

Poof~!

Another mouthful of blood was sprayed on the statue of Qiongqi, and in an instant, endless evil energy surged, turning into a huge red Qiongqi, shrouded in front of the thousand-faced evil king.

roar~
Facing the sword slashing like a slash, Chi Qiongqi roared up to the sky, and in an instant, the evil spirit surged, turning into a substantial beam of light and shooting out.

The roars of Jian Gang and Qiong Qi collided, and both sides disappeared.

But Qianmian Xiejun, who has a golden core cultivation base, obviously has more powerful mana, and soon Qiongqihou shattered the huge Haotian sword gang, and rushed towards him.

In an instant.

The deafening roar of the ferocious beast spread across hundreds of miles, deafening.

Boom~
The entire Zhao Mansion was reduced to dust in the berserk impact, and the ground collapsed, forming a shocking crater.

If it weren't for Wang Xiu's deployment of the Four Elephants to protect and punish evil around the Zhao Mansion in advance.

If it weren't for the fact that the people around the Zhao Mansion had already evacuated, this roar alone would have shattered the eardrums of thousands or even tens of thousands of people!

puff~
The three brothers of the Li family spewed blood and flew upside down.

Li Longyou's face was as pale as paper. He was in charge of the defense of the Sancai Sword Formation, and he undertook the most offensives, and he fainted immediately.

Li Longji fell to the ground and vomited blood, but was snoring lightly. He didn't know if he was knocked out or fell asleep again.

As for Li Yonghao.

On his burly eight-foot-tall body, there were scars all over the place where the sonic blade had ravaged, as if he had been struck by a thousand blades.

But even so, the man still held his head high.

"District..."

Li Longhao vomited a mouthful of blood, raised his head and stared at Qianmian Xiejun: "It's just a fatal injury, what's the use of it!"

Say it.

He opened his eyes angrily and lost consciousness.

Until the moment of fainting, he still stood with his head held high, but there was one objection!
……

"Little brat who doesn't know how to live or die!"

"This seat will definitely peel your skin and cramps, and smash your bones to ashes!"

In the thick smoke and dust, Qianmian Xiejun's face was pale, and his eyes were full of resentment.

Obviously, even spraying two mouthfuls of blood would seriously hurt his vitality, and one of them might even cause his cultivation to regress.

really.

The rumors inside the Devil's Cult are true. The Dragon and Tiger Immortal Sect and the Great King Kong Temple can be provoked, but the Taoist priests of the Sanqing Immortal Sect must not be provoked.

These Taoist priests are all crazy!
madman! ! !

But now that those three guys have been dealt with, Qianmian Xiejun is not in a hurry to escape. Anyway, the three brothers of the Li family have passed out and become lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

There is only one boy from Leimai left, with a mere first-level cultivation base in the alchemy stage, so what can he do if he works hard?
today.

This seat is about to lose the Sanqing Immortal Sect, and loses four Tianjiao!

Yin Sha Mahamudra!
There was a strong murderous intent in the eyes of Qianmian Xiejun, his right hand was slightly covered, and the endless evil spirit immediately turned into thousands of blades, and shot towards Wang Xiu.

Clang~
clang clang~
However, to the surprise of the evil king of thousands of faces, his attack, which was enough to kill the early stages of ordinary golden cores, did not crush the opponent crushingly.

Boom~
At about ten feet away from Wang Xiu's body, a huge basalt armor was condensed, receiving and guiding the power of the divine beast formation from all directions, continuously gathering together.

He sat cross-legged in the big formation, with his five hearts turned to the sky, his hands pinched the formula, his lips and teeth opened and closed rapidly, as if he was reciting a mantra.

Although the basalt armor was constantly being attacked, Wang Xiu's face also looked a little pale.

However, the incantations in his mouth did not stop.

"Three wonders in the sky, the sun, the moon and the stars."

"The sky is full of ghosts and gods."

"The gods bow their heads and worship."

"Evil and evil keep walking wherever they meet."

……

"Are you still stubbornly resisting?"

A sinister smile appeared on Qianmian Xiejun's face. If it was normal time, he would play around for a while before killing these guys.

but.

His condition is really bad now, and the addition of the reinforcements from the 'Sanqing Immortal Gate' that Wang Xiu mentioned before really made him feel scared, and he didn't dare to waste any more time.

puff~
The strong yin and evil energy gathered, and even affected the internal injuries, causing Qianmian Xiejun to spit out a mouthful of reverse blood.

but.

The more violent and terrifying Yin evil spirit condensed into a black magic knife of nearly [-] meters, pointing directly at Wang Xiu who was chanting the curse.

The evil king with thousands of faces is confident.

If this blow hits, no matter how hard the kid in front of him is, he will only die.

……

however.

After all, this blow was not stabbed, because it was the moment when he pointed the magic knife at Wang Xiu.

God, angry!

(End of this chapter)