All realms start from the emperor

Chapter 167 The Enraged Heavenly Killing One-word Pavilion Master
Although Emperor Jiubu's vitality is extremely strong, he has already stood at the top of the food chain in the world of heaven and earth, and can live for more than [-] years.

But in the face of the erosion of the Dao of Darkness and the Dao of Death, which are also the strength of the Jiubu Great Emperor, it is really impossible to last for too long.

Soul Town City was filled with miserable howls.

The Dingtian Shengmen shot fiercely, leaving no one alive.

The bodies of countless Heavenly Killing Yizi Pavilion powerhouses were smashed to pieces one by one by Tianwu Ruishi.

The war has come to an end.

"I'm not reconciled! Pavilion Master save me!"

Many strong men in the Hall of Souls widened their eyes and shouted in horror.

But at this moment, even the burial of the hall master for three thousand is hard to protect himself.

His body was sacrificed in the void, burning his own source of life recklessly, trying to break through the shackles of the Mozho Ghost Tiger's way of death, but everything was in vain.

Under the decomposition of the sky-wide rules of death, terrifying forces swept all directions.

as time flows.

The breath of Bu Sanqian was extremely weak.

Dawn gradually came.

The pale sunlight pierced through the void, becoming distorted and ferocious, just like Bu Sanqian's current appearance.

He's completely exhausted.

Even so, he was still roaring unwillingly.

His strong desire to survive made him keep making useless threats.

"If you let me go, I am willing to give Dingtian Shengmen any compensation."

"And I guarantee that the Heavenly Killing Pavilion will not provoke the Dingtian Holy Gate."

"You'd better think carefully! If you kill me, the Pavilion Master will not let you go. The other eight halls of the Heavenly Killing One-Zizi Pavilion will definitely come out. Your Cauldron Heaven Sect has no chance of winning!"

Speaking of this, the burial of three thousand is already in chaos.

In another quarter of an hour, he really must die.

This way of death is too weird.

He has never seen all kinds of weird inscriptions and patterns on it, even though he has a lot of experience.

"A lot of nonsense."

"Die."

A cold drink.

Buried Sanqian's body exploded again.

The holy blood containing infinite holy power sprinkled into the void, deforming one space.

"do not want!"

As Zan Sanqian's body returned to normal again, extreme fear appeared in the depths of his eyes.

If you die again, you are really dead.

That would be a real fall, and the penance he had cultivated for tens of thousands of years would no longer exist.

But he hasn't spoken yet.

Another terrifying force of tearing descended.

Accompanied by the crackling, the void collapsed.

The shackles of death exploded completely.

The breath of the three thousand burials of the master of the Hall of Soul Rescue, the hero of a generation, completely disappeared between the heaven and the earth.

The blood-colored rain slowly sprinkled every inch of the ground.

"Who is it?! Dare to kill the Lord of the Heavenly Killing One-Zizi Pavilion!"

Suddenly, a sullen voice sounded.

I saw an illusory figure slowly appearing at the position where the buried three thousand fell.

It was a hazy shadow, although the face could not be discerned, but it could be vaguely seen that it was a man.

Although it was just a shadow, the breath on his body was extremely astonishing.

Standing there quietly, as if he is the master of this world, he can dominate this world with a single thought.

"Wait arrogant!"

"Kill my palace master, and the whole Heavenly Kill One-Zizi Pavilion will live forever with you!"

The voice of rage continued to echo throughout the state, and the shadow suddenly dissipated.

He is nothing more than a magical cloud of any spiritual thought, which exists in the body of the master of the Soul Suppression Hall for a long time.

Even Zan Sanqian himself didn't know that there was such a method.

As the shadows dissipated, Moshe Ghost Tiger and Thousand Magic Spider looked at each other and saw the seriousness in each other's eyes.

The strength of the opponent may not be as simple as the emperor.

He is likely to be the master of the Heavenly Killing Pavilion who survived from the Middle Ages.

It is also possible that the cultivation base has reached the divine realm.

"Let's report this matter to the Empress."

Qin Zhongmou couldn't help but feel palpitations when he saw the phantom, but there was no movement on his face.

"Indeed, you should tell Master that the Pavilion Master's strength is not that simple. Send me an order to report this matter to the Supreme."

Hearing this, a Tianwu warrior nodded and disappeared in place.

"There is an order from the Supreme Commander to kill all the monks of Yizi Pavilion."

In Qin Zhongmou's eyes, he didn't have any sympathy for the remaining monks of the Hall of Soul Suppression.

The fearful coercion burst out again, and the originally peaceful sky trembled again.

now
Zhongzhou Zhongdu
Bailing Dingxian City

The holy palace stands tall, and the Hongqiao runs through the north and south sky.

Ancient chariots galloped mightily into the main gate of Bailing Dingxian City.

From time to time, there are ferocious beasts with vast aura pulling carts and walking through the team.

Filled with golden holy mist.

The owner of the Tiansha Yizi Pavilion is sitting in the holy palace pulled by the four-clawed dragon with four heads in the Great Emperor Realm.

Suddenly, a shocking momentum broke out in the holy palace.

Then came the sound of fury.

"Destroy my palace again, who destroyed the Soul Suppressing Palace!"

In just a few days, the Tianyu Hall and the Hall of Soul Rescue were destroyed one after another.

Someone actually dared to touch the Ni Lin of the Heavenly Slayer Yizi Pavilion.

I really don't know how to live or die!

The Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Killing Pavilion kept figuring out the secrets, his face turned livid.

"Dingtian Sacred Gate! Alright, since you want to die so much, I will help you all!"

Rumble!
In an instant, the entire world of Bailing Dingxian City changed dramatically, and visions abounded.

Thunder and lightning flashed, and blood clouds gathered.

Endless depression enveloped the entire world.

Hearing the roar, the monks in the team looked dazed and didn't dare to comment, but they had doubts in their hearts, what happened and who made the pavilion master so angry.

One after another, figures with vast aura rushed towards a magnificent holy palace.

In the holy palace, countless servants and maids knelt on the ground, trembling all over.
The owner of the Heavenly Slaughter Yizi Pavilion is the absolute master here.

If he gets angry, he is destined to bleed like a river.

"My lord, what happened?"

At this time, several auras appeared in the hall together in the presence of the six or seven step emperor.

They are killer forces under the Pavilion Master's command, directly under the Pavilion Master's command.

But the other hall masters, the left and right envoys also had to salute politely when they saw them.

Gazing at the many great emperors and powerhouses in the main hall, the owner of the Tiansha Yizi Pavilion said in a deep voice: "The master of the Soul Suppressing Hall has died. The Dingtian Shengmen moved his hand."

Speaking of this, the expression of the Pavilion Master of Heavenly Slaughter Pavilion became calm.

But all the powerhouses knew that the more this happened, the more it meant that the pavilion master was really angry.

Tiansha Yizi Pavilion has been lurking secretly for tens of thousands of years.

It is not easy for every Hall Master to be cultivated.

It takes a huge price to select, let them fight, and select the best seeds.

Talent and Taoism are all one in a million, and there is even hope to become a god in the future.

it's good now.

Not only a hall was destroyed, but even the owner of the hall disappeared.

Hearing the words of the Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Killing Pavilion, many strong men fell silent.

They were also very puzzled as to why the Cauldron Heaven Sect could destroy the two main halls of the Heavenly Killing Pavilion within a few days.

"Meet the pavilion master."

At this time, an old man in a gray-green robe and a straw hat stepped forward.

"The old man is willing to be the vanguard, resist the offensive of the Dingtian Holy Gate, and frustrate their spirit."

Speaking of this, the old man bowed respectfully and saluted.

Hearing the words, the owner of the Heavenly Killing Pavilion nodded his head slightly. This person is his confidant and the master of the Disha Hall.

"Then there will be Elder Lao Bai."

"In that case, the old man will take his leave first."

The voice fell, and the figure of the old man had disappeared into the hall.

(End of this chapter)