Burning Heaven Dragon Emperor

Chapter 1797 Nine Serenity Hierarch VS Mora Corpse King!

Boundless aura, suppressed and rolling, everything around was swept away at this moment.

The tomb without the Eternal Sword has lost that powerful sealing power, and under the breath of the Jiuyou leader, it disappeared instantly.

"Han Xiao, I sent someone to invite you, but you killed him. Isn't it too disrespectful?"

That mighty figure, exuding a suffocating aura, seemed to descend from the void slowly.

A pair of sharp eyes stared at Han Xiao. If it weren't for the protection of the Eternal Sword, Han Xiao might not be able to bear this momentum.

This is definitely a powerhouse beyond the level of Mara Corpse King. (PS: The Mara Corpse King has not yet recovered its full strength, and neither has the Sky Demon Wood, but the Jiuyou Hierarch, who has integrated the Sky Demon Wood, has a higher starting point than the Mara Corpse King.)
"If someone invites me to take a trip, I can naturally take a trip. But what are you? Human or human, ghost or ghost, if you invite me, I will go?"

Master Jiuyou's self-cultivation was excellent, he didn't get angry, and just descended slowly from the void.

The darkness faded away, revealing a very handsome face, which was a bit bewitchingly handsome.

Han Xiao asked himself that he could be considered a handsome man, but compared with the leader of Jiuyou, he still lacked a bit of evil spirit.

"It's disgusting that an old monster who has lived for countless years still dresses up so beautifully!"

Han Xiao swung the long sword in his hand, and pointed the Eternal Sword directly at the leader of Jiuyou, "Old monster, I have been waiting for you for a long time! Prepare to die!"

"Death? Hahaha..."

The leader of Jiuyou looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, "Boy, this is the funniest joke I have ever heard! However, I really want to thank you for taking out the things in the tomb. Give them to me, and I don't have to kill you." you."

The corner of Han Xiao's mouth curled up, "I'm afraid that Tianmomu told you that the sword of eternity is your only nemesis, so you are eager to get this sword, right? Unfortunately, this sword has already recognized me as the master, and you , will eventually be the dead soul under my sword!"

"Toast, don't eat fine wine!" The leader of Jiuyou waved his hand, "Life is so lonely, you are so tall, I wanted to leave an opponent worthy of a fight, but unfortunately, you are too ignorant!"

"Just by you, you are worthy of standing on a high place?"

Han Xiao waved his sleeves, his eyes flashed purple, "Mo Luo Shi Wang, come out!"

With a flash of purple light, a mummy wrapped in bandages was summoned from Han Xiao's Qiankun Small World.

"I'll wipe it, wipe it..." As soon as Moluo Shiwang came out, he rushed towards Han Xiao like crazy, "Stinky boy, you lied to me, where is Brother Zihuang? I have to talk to him for another 3000 years !"

The corner of Han Xiao's mouth twitched. Zihuang did have a great time chatting with Moluo Corpse King at the beginning, but talking about Corpse King is really boring!
It can even repeat how many bugs it has eaten every day during the millions of years it has been trapped, and everything it has said to the dozing wild spirit ancient dragon, and it never tires of it.

Zi Huang was so entangled by Mo Luo Shi Wang that he almost doubted his life, so he transformed into a clone, pretending to listen to Mo Luo Shi Wang, but actually quietly returned to the Sifang Qiankun Cauldron.

The days with Mo Luo Shi Wang can be described in four words: the sky is dark!
"Kill that guy, and your brother Zihuang will come out!" Han Xiao pointed to the Jiuyou leader on the opposite side, half-deceived and half-deceived.

"Huh?" Moluo Shiwang's attention was immediately attracted by the leader of Jiuyou.

"It's such an evil breath, it's even more evil than me!" The more Mo Luo Shi Wang looked, the more surprised he became, the flying will-o'-the-wisp even shrunk a little in his empty eyes.

"Damn it, the lord of the wilderness suppressed me for millions of years, this bastard is worse than me, at least tens of millions of years!"

As he said that, Moluo Shiwang roared, and rushed towards the Jiuyou leader, "Hmph, die for me!"

The corner of Han Xiao’s mouth twitched a few times. Speaking of which, the power of the Jiuyou Cult Master comes from the Heavenly Demon Wood, and the Heavenly Demon Wood has been suppressed for an unknown number of epochs. The time of being suppressed may take hundreds of millions of years to calculate. .

"Hmph, Han Xiao, is this your reliance? A pile of bones?" A look of disdain flashed in the eyes of the leader of Jiuyou, and he clapped his big hands and greeted the Moluo Corpse King.

Although he said he looked down on Mara Corpse King, but the rolling ancient aura emanating from Mara Corpse King's body also made him jealous.

"Bastard, how dare you look down on me! Do you know how many years I was imprisoned in the wild battlefield before I escaped? Do you know that even the Lord of the Wild couldn't lock me up, did you let me escape in the end? Hahaha... ...you don't know, you don't know at all!"

"Let me tell you, I have been imprisoned for a total of 300 million years. In the first 100 million years, I..."

"Enough!" There were black lines on the forehead of the Jiuyou leader, and the mouth of this mummy should really be sewn with a bandage!

"Damn it, you don't listen to me? I hate it when people don't listen to me. Do you really not listen to me? If you don't listen to me, I will definitely kill you!"

The corner of Jiuyou Cult Master's mouth couldn't help but twitched a few times, he had never seen such a master of speech!
Generally speaking, the stronger one is, the colder one should be.This guy is actually able to chatter to such an extent, how the poor Han Xiao endured him!

But he didn't know that Han Xiao had thrown Moluo Corpse King to Zihuang early in the morning, and Zihuang had already had a nervous breakdown several times, and almost wanted to commit suicide without being nagged by Moluo Corpse King.

Therefore, even now, Zihuang is full of resentment towards Han Xiao.

Being annoyed to death by others is definitely the worst way to die, there is no one!

"Bastard, have you said enough!"

The light of blood flickered all over the body of the Jiuyou Cult Master. He absorbed countless blood vessels and merged them into one body. When he waved his hand, there was a gust of blood and rain.

"Hmph, it's very impolite for you to interrupt someone before they finish talking. This king is angry!"

The Mara Corpse King roared, and the blood light all over the body of the Nine Nether Cult Master formed an evil phantom of the blood god, and the ancient spirit of the Mara Corpse King was not weak at all.

Both of them are notorious demons and crooked ways, but speaking of it, after millions of years of suppression of Mara Corpse King, the ferocity has been washed away a lot, but the habit of chattering is unbearable.

"boom!"

The two fought against each other for a while, Mo Luo Corpse King was sent flying, and the leader of Jiuyou took a few steps back again and again.

In the eyes of the two of them, there was a look of incomparable shock, and they sighed secretly, the strength of the other party was actually more terrifying than imagined!
　(The future updates will be posted together in the early morning~ In addition, the new book is about to be put on the shelves, and the manuscript is being saved, so the old book will be temporarily suspended for a few days to update.)
　　
　
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