Battle God Emperor

"Master!" Xuewujue grabbed the drunk man's hand and roared loudly, tears could no longer help flowing out.

Doutian, however, is surprisingly calm. His cold eyes look at Qi Xiao in the distance. His eyes are full of blood, and his terrible intention to kill comes out of him.

His body changes slowly, Shura's Divine Wings reappear, his whole body is interwoven with the golden fire soul, and his forehead has a pair of long bloody horns!

"Younger martial brother!" Xuewujue saw this, and his face changed greatly. He wanted to wake doutian up, but doutian didn't care.

"Shura!" Qi Xiao, who was fighting with Beilao in the distance, was surprised. Although he knew that doutian was the leader of Shura hall, it was another matter to see him.

"Dou Tian, have you forgotten what your teacher just said to you?" The old man in the North yelled angrily, running his soul power, and the void trembled violently.

"What did the teacher say?" Doutian murmured to himself, his red eyes became clear, and he gradually retreated from that state, and his body gradually recovered.

He naturally remembers that the most powerful power of the drunkard is not something else, but the cultivator himself. If he relies too much on the inheritance of Shura, he will lose himself one day.

Although the inheritance of Shura is terrible, it can also confuse one's mind. Especially after becoming the whole Shura, doutian has experienced it personally.

If it had not been for the little witch to wake him up in time, he would have been trapped and would never have been able to wake up.

Thinking of this, doutian is an inspiration. All the time, he has relied too much on external forces. Whether it's the inheritance of Shura or the atlas of the God of war, these forces don't belong to him at all.

If he abandons these things, what is he?

If one day he can't use these forces, how can he fight against the enemy?

After taking a deep breath, doutian regained his peace and bowed to the drunk deeply. Then he looked at xuewujue and said, "elder martial brother, you should protect the teacher's body and leave first!"

"Good." Xuewujue nodded and flew to the distance with the drunk man in his arms. He knew that if Qi Xiao wanted to destroy the drunk man's body, he could do it easily.

In the distance, Qi Xiao looks at Dou Tian's recovery and is slightly disappointed. There is a strange color in his eyes. He doesn't know what he is thinking.

Beilao is relieved. As long as doutian doesn't become the whole Shura, it's easy to say. With him, Qi Xiao can't make any big waves.

"Si Kongyu is a real waste. He was killed by a living dead man!" Qi Xiao cold spit out a word, completely did not feel sorry for the death of Si Kongyu, but extremely disdain.

"I've been playing with you for so long. It's time to end!" All of a sudden, Qi Xiaoxie smiles, and his breath suddenly rises.

Behind him, suddenly appeared a vast virtual shadow, the whole body of thunder and lightning intertwined, the void can not bear this pressure, began to crack, terrible to the extreme.

"The power of communication!" Beilao's face sank, and the whole body was full of soul lines, and the whole void became twisted, layer upon layer, enveloping all around.

"Welcome to the hall master Lei Shen!" A thick disdain flashed in Qi Xiao's eyes, and then he suddenly bowed to the void.

"Boom!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a sudden thunder in the void. The sky was covered with dark clouds and thunder. The sky became oppressed, as if the end of the world had come.

"Everyone, run, get out of the fairyland!" Doutian saw this and roared with all his strength. His voice almost spread all over lihuoxiandu.

The vast power has surpassed the peak of Hongmeng war spirit, which is the real God punishment. Even in front of Hongmeng war spirit, it is very small.

When the crowd heard the words, they dared to hesitate and suddenly swept towards the sky. Everyone showed their utmost speed. If they didn't run again, they would not be able to run.

In the crowd of people who fled, doutian was glad that the monks above the fairyland did not care about their own escape, but with many old, weak, sick and disabled.

Doutian knows that all this is the result of nangongyu's arrangement. At this critical time, they are not too flustered.

However, many people did not run, standing in place, staring at the sky.

Doutian holds Shura sword and stares at the lightning whirlpool in the sky. Lin Feng and Ouyang flutter. Guan Xiaoqi stands behind him and doesn't move a bit.

Even nangongyu, weiyuesheng, chuqingkuang, Huoxian and Jianxian are not far away. Others can escape, but they can't. They represent the highest level from Huoxian capital.

Even if they die here, they won't be a runaway.

"My subordinates disturb the Lord of the temple, and ask him to confess his crime!" Qi Xiao said respectfully.

"This man will be handed over to our temple, and others will be killed without mercy!" A thunder like sound from the whirlpool of thunder and lightning, followed by a golden lightning interwoven, enveloping the whole city.

"Divine punishment!"

There was a blast, thunder and lightning poured down all over the sky, a terrible air of destruction and death swept all over the world, and the sky became furious.

"No, don't kill me!""I don't want to die!"

"Run away, as long as we get out of huoxiandu, we can live!"

The roar and wail resounded everywhere, but it was soon suppressed by the thunder and lightning, and everyone felt a breath of death.

Under this attack, even if Hongmeng's God of war was in any way, he would surely die.

God's punishment, this is the real God's punishment. If the ancient people knew it, they would be surprised.

For thousands of years, the Lord of the temple of the God of war has never been so angry. He was so angry that he wanted to destroy a fairy capital.

Three thousand miles away from the fire fairy capital, there are hundreds of millions of monks, but these creatures are like ants in the eyes of the Lord of the temple of the God of war.

Everything is just to vent their anger, and capture doutian alive.

"Whoosh!" Qi Xiao heard the words of the Lord of the God of war hall, and suddenly killed them in doutian. The speed was extremely fast.

Doutian didn't expect that the Lord of the temple of God of war had such a big intention to destroy a city. Before he came back, Qi Xiao had already killed him.

The first target is Lin Feng and fat man beside doutian. Although they have strong fighting power, no matter how powerful they are, they can't be the top rivals of Hongmeng. What's more, Qi Xiao uses the power of heaven and earth at the moment.

"Jiuer, be careful!" Seeing that Qi Xiao's palm is about to approach the fat man, a figure in front of him suddenly rushes out and blocks in front of Zhang Gang.

The man who rushed out was no other than the fat man's father, Ouyang Yu, the leader of Nanli fairy Dynasty.

Ouyang Yu is only the ninth small realm cultivation in Hunyuan battle holy land. How can he resist that Zhanggang? It's just a mantis arm pawing a cart and can't withstand a single attack.

"Father The fat man roared and rushed up without hesitation.

"Run When Ouyang Yu heard this, he looked back and yelled at the fat man.

Nangong Yu's face shows a happy smile. Even if he can't stop Qi Xiao's attack, he also reminds the fat man that he finally admits his identity.

At this moment, the estrangement between father and son finally disappeared. Unfortunately, his life also came to an end.

Bang of a, the South Temple feather's body explodes, that overbearing Zhang Gang is the speed doesn't reduce a bit, again toward Dou Tian they kill.