The demon emperor of all worlds

Chapter 150 The natal sword talisman, protected by the black lotus

"not good!"

His pupils shrank, and Di Jun didn't care about other things. With a flick of his right hand, the God-killing Spear was placed above his head in a blocking posture.

In the next second, the giant cross sword descended, and the blade slashed fiercely on the body of the God-killing Spear. A piercing sound of collision resounded throughout the room. Di Jun seemed to be struck by lightning, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he quickly retreated directly. It fell to the ground.

Rumbling--

The sound of the explosion resounded, the dust rose, and a human-shaped crater emerged. Di Jun's body slowly flew up from it, and the sun's golden flames rose and burned all over him. "Muyun, right? This emperor wants your life today!"

After finishing speaking, Di Jun directly put away the jade talisman, not intending to summon Donghuang Taiyi to come to help, stepped on the void with his right foot, and his whole body rushed out like a streamer, and instantly reached the area in front of Muyun, killing God The gun swept straight out.

"Good come!"

In this regard, Mu Yun was not afraid at all, he waved his sword with both hands, and went straight to meet him.

Zheng——

Zheng——

Swords and guns collided, and the bodies of Di Jun and Mu Yun kept meeting, separating, and colliding in midair. You came and went, and the terrifying fluctuations of the battle intensified.

For a while, there were constant explosions in the small world, and the figures of Di Jun and Mu Yun appeared in various areas. The collision of swords and guns caused a huge explosion, and even quasi-sages had to avoid their sharp edges.

With the passage of time, Emperor Jun became more and more courageous in the battle, and the law of force became more and more proficient under his operation. Cooperating with the ten thousand times mana brought by his own power to prove the Tao, he was no match for Mu Yun.

Compared with Di Jun and Mu Yun who fought more and more bravely, Qingluan's state at the moment is obviously not good.

After a long battle, she was besieged by three quasi-sage mid-stage powerhouses, and she couldn't parry at all. The huge body of the colorful Qingluan had already dissipated. There is more than enough heart but not enough strength.

Under the siege of the three talented sword formations of the three quasi-sages, Qingluan suffered a lot of injuries, dripping with blood, and his long blue hair was messy, so he could only defend passively.

On the other side, the situation of the Feng Clan army is also extremely bad.

Although they had an absolute advantage in numbers, under the absolute power, the monks of the Feng clan fell one after another. The corpses piled up on the ground, and the charm of death permeated the air, making people feel oppressed and uneasy for a while.

Especially those elders of the Feng clan, although all of them are born with the power of the law, and it is not a problem for Daluo Jinxian's Dzogchen cultivation to match the quasi-sage, but those monks from the Heavenly Sword Demon God's Domain are all sword cultivators. The strength is not something they can resist at all.

Among them, although Kong Xuan tried his best and the five-colored divine light became more and more powerful, but before he entered the quasi-sage, he could not change anything by himself. Watching countless women of the Phoenix clan fall before his eyes, his pair of His eyes were blood red, and his whole body was full of violent aura, killing like crazy.

The entire small world where the Feng Clan resides has been reduced to the Shura battlefield. The Feng Clan, which has recovered a little vitality after hundreds of thousands of years, has encountered the greatest crisis. If it is not careful, the whole clan will be annihilated here.

"die!"

At this moment, a low voice resounded, and Mu Yun, who was fighting with Di Jun, suddenly shone brightly. A three-inch small sword pierced through the air, carrying a force that did not belong to him, and attacked where Di Jun was. .

Under such circumstances, Di Jun immediately felt cold all over his body. Under the lock of the three-inch small sword, he couldn't even move, and he couldn't even mobilize the God-killing Spear to resist.

"What is this!"

"It's so powerful!"

Extremely anxious in his heart, Di Jun frantically mobilized his own strength in an attempt to break free from the confinement, but it didn't work. The three-inch gold piercing hole had already reached the area in front of him, and it was about to pierce his demon emperor's eyes, piercing through his eyes. Knowing the sea, destroying his soul.

buzz-

At the very moment, there was a bright buzzing sound, and the demon emperor's pupils were quietly closed, and between Di Jun's brows, a faint light bloomed, and a twelfth-grade destruction black lotus quietly emerged, directly blocking the three-inch small sword.

In the next second, the three-inch small sword and the twelfth-rank Destruction Black Lotus collided.

Zheng——

The flames splashed, and the three-inch small sword burst out with power, far surpassing the perfect power of the quasi-sage, but the twelfth-rank destroying black lotus was not weak. As a top-level innate spiritual treasure, and it was transformed from the 36th-rank chaotic green lotus, its defense Although his strength was inferior to the twelfth-grade golden lotus of merit, it was not so weak. He abruptly blocked the blow, and a special force swam through the room, and Dijun's imprisoned power was instantly unsealed.

"Break it for me!"

Shouting in his mouth, Di Jun swiped the god-killing spear in his hand, and the tip of the spear fiercely hit the three-inch small sword.

With a sound of 'click', the three-inch small sword cracked and its luster was dim. It was swept away by the destructive power of the twelfth-rank destroying black lotus, and it was instantly fragmented.

"what……"

The screams resounded, and following the sound, one could see that Mu Yun was screaming again and again at the moment, with cold sweat dripping down his forehead, blood overflowing from all seven orifices, his breath was disordered, and he was visibly weaker by three points.

"This is……"

His expression changed slightly, and there was a flash of inspiration in Di Jun's mind, as if he had thought of something: "The natal sword talisman, you are really self-inflicted, trying to kill the emperor with the natal sword talisman, now the natal sword talisman is broken, waiting Your only choice is death!"

After finishing speaking, Di Jun squeezed the Dharma seal, and the twelfth-rank destruction black lotus above the eyebrows emerged, and flew directly to his feet, becoming huge at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a strong destructive aura swept the entire small world at this moment.

"what is that!"

"What a terrifying breath of destruction!"

The exclamation resounded, and the monks of the Heavenly Sword Demon God Realm subconsciously turned their heads to look at it. After seeing Di Jun who was stepping on the twelfth-grade black lotus and holding the god-killing gun, for some reason, a strong sense of anxiety rose in his heart. meaning.

"God-killing spear!"

"The twelfth rank destroys the black lotus!"

"Di Jun actually got Luo Hu's relic!"

On the contrary, the monks of the Feng clan all showed complicated expressions at the moment. Although Di Jun's strength was a good thing for them, Luo Hu was the ultimate mastermind behind the dragon and phoenix catastrophe.

When Luo Hu led the Demon Cult army to massacre the monks of the three tribes, how many dragons, phoenixes and unicorns fell, and the representative objects were the God-killing Spear and the Twelve-Rank Destruction Black Lotus.

"war!"

Di Jun didn't know this. The moment he stepped on the twelfth rank to destroy the black lotus, he picked up the god-killing spear and rushed out. He knew very well that Mu Yun's natal sword talisman was damaged, and now is a godsend opportunity , only by killing him as quickly as possible can we completely resolve today's crisis.

In the next second, Dijun's figure arrived in front of Muyun, and he stabbed out with a flick of the god-killing spear. With his left hand pinching the seal, the 36-change wandering spirit activated, and a sword of divine consciousness condensed between his eyebrows. It pierced into Muyun's eyebrows.

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