Immortal Emperor of the World Proud

Chapter 879
The black hair fluttered, as if the wind was blowing and the blue hair was blowing.

Messy hair, deep eyes, lips as red as roses.

The sword light that could instantly kill a monk who crossed the robbery hit her on the head, but there was no scar!
All the cultivators in the tribulation period were stunned. They could all see that Wang Qianyue had suffered this blow, but she was fine!
How strong is her body!
"You guys are done with the performance, it's my turn to perform. Where do I start? Your visualization statues? Oh, here they come." Wang Qianyue danced wildly with long hair, with a smile on her face, and went straight with her sword.

At this moment, she was so beautiful that people were horrified!
At this moment, she is like a goddess of revenge!
Wang Qianyue wiped the blade with her finger, and the bright red blood was like a bewitching death thorn, exuding a bewitching but dangerous light.

"Master...you!" Xiaoban exclaimed distressedly, but it itself is a mysterious and powerful magic weapon outside the territory, and what it likes is the flesh and blood of various species. Potential and ferocity.

The sword, which was originally crystal white, turned into a transparent and clear black after being smeared with blood, like an interception of the starry sky in the universe.

An unparalleled and powerful pressure spread out.

The coercion was so great that the seven out-of-body monks felt thrilled!

What kind of magic weapon is this!

Gongsun Rong was completely shocked. He thought that the Prajna Linglong Pan was an incredible magic weapon, but he didn't expect such a sturdy and terrifying magic weapon to make people completely crazy. If this treasure fell into his hands, it would definitely It can exert its power to the maximum!
It's just this girl, he's still not sure about defeating her!
So……

Gongsun Rong quietly hid his body, controlled his visualization statue, and hid silently aside.

Holding the long sword in her hand, Wang Qianyue unleashed it one by one.

"This is my Dragon and Tiger Mountain swordsmanship. One hates others, one suffers a lot, and one's body is gripped!" Wang Qianyue swung the sword, the sword was dense and obscure, the edge of the sword seemed far and near, the intent of the sword seemed to be retracted and released, and the direction of the sword seemed to be left Also right.

The seven strong men in the Transcendence Tribulation Period couldn't grasp the sword intent for a while, and couldn't judge the direction.She stabbed several times, obviously aiming at the huge mouse. The mouse backed away in panic, and the sword light swept over it, but nothing happened to it. Be a wisp of green smoke, dissipate invisible.

The image of the visualization god was completely destroyed, and the cultivator who had transformed into the image of the visualization idol immediately became very strong, with blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and suffered great damage. Although he did not die, his realm dropped two levels. The realm cannot be restored.

Wang Qianyue pointed at the bull to fight the tiger, and pointed at the east to hit the west. This is the true meaning of the first move of the Sword of Everlasting Regret, which is unpredictable and confusing.

All the masters during the tribulation period panicked.

"Second Hate has a dangerous road ahead, and this body is worried!"

Swing the sword again, slowly and slowly, there seemed to be mountain peaks on the sword, the pressure was so heavy that the sword could not be lifted, and even with that, the surrounding air became stagnant.

It's like fly paper that sticks flies. After sticking it, the feet can still kick, but they can't fly.

The air around her was like a huge sticky paper for flies, sticking the huge and sharp-toothed dragonfly, no matter how fast it was before, no matter how fast it touched around Wang Qianyue, no matter how fast its wings The fan does not move, and it is difficult to move.

"What's going on here? What's going on here!" The visualization idol exclaimed, flapping its wings desperately, but it couldn't fly out of the air no matter what.

call out!
Wang Qianyue slashed with his sword normally, even unusually slowly.

The dragonfly-like visualization idol was instantly split in half.

Another drop in the realm of masters during the tribulation period!
It took only a moment of effort, and the number of monks who died under Wang Qianyue's sword reached two people, and two people were abolished!

This had to make the remaining six out-of-body stage masters do their best, and at the same time understand why the organization sent ten of them over.

Moreover, ten people are obviously not enough!

Obviously, Guimen still underestimated her growth rate.

"Three hates are wide and wide, this body is long!"

The sword edge was swung again, this time, there was a kind of magnanimity and grandeur, a kind of recklessness and open-mindedness, and the sword intent was continuous, opening and closing!

There are only three styles, but the emphasis is on putting emotion into the sword, heart to heart, emotion to, and sword to!
If you don't understand it, these three tricks are easy to break, but if you understand it, there will be thousands of changes and infinite mysteries.

Because what is more complicated than human feelings?
Ding!The spinning flywheel was leveled!
The long-armed woman-like visualization idol was also annihilated!
Wang Qianyue stepped out of the mud spit out by the big rat, and walked towards the past step by step, spotless.

The big mouse screamed in horror, and was about to return to its original dantian, but was pierced by Wang Qianyue's sword.

Another one was scrapped.

There are three left.

The two-headed ants and the green-haired dwarf were terrified. They didn't want to be damaged too. If they were damaged, they would definitely spend a lot of effort to rebuild them.The ghost gate does not support disabled people, and they have to come and go in blood, which is definitely a huge blow.

"Want to run now? It's too late." She didn't make a move, so she could take time off.

However, two sword lights flew up in the air, pierced through the two statues of meditation gods, and destroyed two more!

The faces of the seven out-of-body masters were pale. They never expected that the result of this dispatch would be like this. If it continues, it is obvious that they will be killed!

The seven people looked at each other, and they wisely chose to fly away. The realm fell, but they could still cultivate. If life is gone, nothing will be left.

Wang Qianyue didn't chase after him, but paid attention to Gongsun Rong's movements. Where is his image of the god of visualization?

None of the seven people could escape. If they had attacked with all their strength at the out-of-body stage, they could have escaped, but now that their realm has dropped to two levels, it is absolutely impossible to escape!
From the moment they met Wang Qianyue, their fate had been sealed.

In the sky, among the thick clouds, there are magnificent and dark temples on top of it, overlooking all living beings.

That temple was carried by more than one hundred thousand bone dragons, each bone dragon was thousands of feet long, and around that temple, there were endless ghosts!
Inside the temple, a slender and bright figure sits high on the sitting bone throne, holding a fleshy black little dragon, with one hand on the skull that turned into a ghost, tapping with his fingers.

This temple is getting more and more magnificent, and its scale is getting bigger and bigger!

What a black temple, black city-state, blacker than blacker black!
The ghosts from the Yin Jue Zong Formation gathered in the sky, when they saw this huge city-state, they had to get out of the way far away, and they didn't dare to block its way at all. The surroundings of the city-state were restored to a piece of clarity.

To deal with evil, you can only use even worse!
The city-state is surrounded by endless and terrifying ghosts and gods. When he sat on the Bone King Chair, he placed the cracks in the Yellow Spring that he got, and the breath of the Yellow Spring continuously nourished the ghosts.

The person on the throne seemed to see through the void with a pair of eyes, seeing everything that happened below.

(End of this chapter)