Dig up the Emperor's treasure at the beginning

Chapter 271 I don't know if I can accept it.

"Clang!" The light of the ax rose sharply, turning into a three-hundred-foot-high blue light, which split the thunder that was shining all over the sky.

The two teams were hundreds of feet apart, and the ax light arrived in an instant.

"This is..." Dharma King Zhaotian shrank his pupils.

With a movement of his figure, he threw out the Sky Mirror with all his strength, 3000 to [-] fiery rays shot out, hit the ax light, and emitted countless light smoke.

"That's impossible!" The Sky Mirror was made by Luo Xuan's Seal of Sky in the Age of Conferred Gods.

Although he has lost the power of the past, since he was born, he has killed countless martial arts. Wu Zun couldn't even hold a single round in front of the mirror.

In the secular world, he felt that he was invincible except for Hong Xuanji.

But today he finally suffered.

"Dang!" The ax light hit the sky mirror, making a deafening sound.

The powerful ax directly smashed the Sky Mirror into pieces, "Bang Dang!"

The Sky Mirror, which looked like glazed glass, was directly shattered into countless powders.

Dharma King Zhaotian was sent flying out.

"Boom!" It didn't hit the ground until it flew thirty miles away, causing countless dust to rise.

hiss…

The powerhouses of the entire Shenmoyuan let out a sound of inhalation at the same time.

Dharma King Zhaotian's Sky Mirror has been widely spread in the whole world. It is the same as the blood-transforming sword of Dharma King Huaxue. It is the two sharp weapons of Tianmen.

These two killing weapons have been a thorn in the hearts of many powerhouses for so long.

The blood-transforming magic sword disappeared at some point, and now it is Zhaotianjing who has killed countless martial arts powerhouses, which is frightening.

Unexpectedly, such a treasure would be chopped into pieces.

And he was still a member of Yan Emperor Sect whom they had always looked down upon.

"People like Yandizong are just pretending to show weakness!"

"It looks like it should be. Do you think they are struggling at all?"

"Nice enough, I like it..."

"The bastards of Tianmen have finally suffered, haha."

On the other side, Luo Qingcheng, who arrived late, led countless disciples of the Charming Flower Sect to the God and Demon Abyss.

As soon as he entered the abyss of gods and demons, he found this scene and was immediately overjoyed.

"I knew that Emperor Yanzong would never lose!"

"Heh." Hong Xuanji, who was sitting on Long Yu, was not as calm as before.

Dharma King Zhaotian can be said to be one of his trump cards, and among the four Dharma Kings, he is also the most tyrannical existence.

Now that he was suddenly chopped like this by Sheng Mingsheng's axe, he was naturally very upset.

But he didn't believe that Qin Yi produced a lotus lamp, a magic axe, and other treasures.

"Hmph. Qin Yi, you really surprised me." Hong Xuanji and Qin Yi looked at each other with sharp eyes.

"I said it earlier, there are many surprises." Qin Yi smiled lightly, completely ignoring Hong Xuanji's eyes.

"I admit, this time, I lost, but don't be too happy, hum." Hong Xuanji's eyes narrowed.

The next moment, in the barren mountain, Immortal Wuwu continued to form seals in his hands.

As his sealing speed became faster and faster, the thunder from the barren mountain suddenly became more and more violent, continuously chopping down on the barren mountain.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sound of dense thunder and lightning resounded throughout the barren mountain, and the ground of the barren mountain was constantly blown up by lightning and countless green smoke, dust flying, covering the entire barren mountain.

"This is... Summoning the Niehai Azure Dragon!"

"They actually want to summon the four evil spirits of the ancient times? It's simply rebellious!"

"Is Tianmen crazy?"

"The four evil spirits have gone mad for a long time. If they summoned them, wouldn't they want to put charcoal to life?"

"Tianmen has torn off the fig leaf and started to act unscrupulously?"

"Damn it, stop him now!"

No matter what the Eight Desolation experts say, Sheng Mingshi and others in the formation don't understand the situation at all.

"Ow!"

A dragon chant sounded in the formation.

A winding dragon emerged from the barren hills.

Immediately, Thunder became more violent.

"Nie Haiqinglong!"

"Beast!"

"The people of Tianmen are simply insane!"

"What should we do, Dongfang Peak Master?" A Yan Emperor Sect disciple asked anxiously.

The names of the four evils in ancient times, as members of Yandizong, are naturally heard, especially Niehai Qinglong, who has been probed very clearly by Yandizong.

After all, this evil dragon once controlled Lan Ling'e's fate.

As soon as Niehai Qinglong appeared, he immediately opened his scarlet eyes.

"Boom boom boom!"

The violent thunder struck the light shield of the Lotus Lantern, causing ripples continuously.

"His grandma, these people from Tianmen are really shameless!" Dongfang Wuwei was very upset.

But his eyes looked at another person in the formation.

This person was practicing in the secret realm of Sanxiao, and he had never seen her in front of her when she was showing the treasure.

After the first battle, everyone posted their treasures on Yandi Peak, each of them knew the treasure the other got.

So for others, he didn't hold out any hope.

Only this person, no one knows what she got.

I don't know if her cultivation has improved.

Dongfang Wuwei couldn't hold on anymore.

Sheng Mingzhu's divine ax hit Nie Hai Qinglong, only shaking some scales, and it had no meaning other than making Nie Hai Qinglong more violent.

"Sheng Mingde, your ax is no good." Dongfang Wuwei gave a wry smile.

"Damn it! This is the evil sea dragon. Can the four evil spirits be the same?"

Sheng Mingshi also had a wry smile on his face.

The gap is too big, and it is useless to have a magic axe.

Niehai Qinglong, the existence of surpassing martial saints, how can they shake them.

It would be fine if they had refined the treasure, maybe the divine fire of the Guangbao Lotus Lantern could wipe out the Niehai Qinglong, but the key now is that they haven't refined it completely at all.

"Dharma King, are you alright?" Wuming Xianjun came to the side of Dharma King and helped him up.

King Zhaotian lost his sky mirror, and his face was very decadent.

He hated Sheng Mingsheng so much in his heart, and vowed to tear his body into pieces.

"Niehai Qinglong, kill them!" Zhaotian Dharma King shouted angrily.

"Gentiousness!" Nie Haiqinglong is such an existence, how can he obey the order of King Zhaotian?
"You are all sacrifices of this dragon, and sacrifices are not qualified to speak."

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Nie Haiqinglong gathered the thunder from the entire barren mountain in one place and turned it into a thunderbolt as thick as the mouth of a well, which was daunting.

"What is it going to do? No!" On the Tianmen side, feeling the violent thunder in the sky, everyone's expressions changed wildly!

"All donate blood souls to Benlong!"

The next moment, a thunderbolt as thick as the mouth of a well struck down, and it kept wandering on the barren mountain, "Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!"

After three breaths, there is still half a figure in Tianmen.

At the same time, more than 2000 Tianmen people all turned into a ball of blood and flew into the dragon body of Nie Haiqinglong.

Immediately, Nie Haiqinglong's entire dragon body began to become more and more solid.

"Next, it's your turn, fleas."

A ball of lightning continuously gathered in the claws of Niehai Qinglong, and the violent thunder continued to make "crackling" sounds.

"Yimu Zhenlei!" the powerhouse of Bahuang exclaimed.

On Yandizong's side, all the disciples' faces also changed wildly. Dongfang Wuwei felt that if this lightning strike struck, the Baolian Lantern might not be able to hold on.

"What to do, it's over, this damn evil dragon has swallowed the blood and souls of everyone in Tianmen, and no one can stop it, this shit Yimu Zhenlei, I'm afraid we can't stop it."

There was a trace of despair in Sheng Mingzhu's eyes.

The same is true for other disciples of Emperor Yanzong.

"Boom!" The ball lightning flew straight towards Dongfang Wuwei.

Just as Dongfang Wuwei was about to explode his cultivation to forcibly block the thunder, a female voice suddenly sounded.

The tone was full of helplessness, and there was a sense of vicissitudes, as if he had seen through the world of mortals. .

"I don't know if this magic weapon can be taken away."

The woman took out a gold bucket and sacrificed it.

Suddenly, everyone's pupils shrank.

(End of this chapter)