Eternal Martial Emperor

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"Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh", "I'm sighing heavily, and then I cough violently, blood oozing out of the corner of his mouth, and the momentum on his body is constantly fading.

"Sacred Island Lord can't hold on any longer." Zhong Shudao was covered with blood. He was besieged by more than a dozen martial arts emperors, and he was rescued by a man in the mirror.

"There is a time limit for the prohibition, and the strength will become weaker and weaker." The man in the mirror frowned, looking around the battlefield.

Although Sheng Ren suppressed Zhao Lifeng, the situation on the battlefield has not improved at all.

The five elders of the Dark Gate have a deep state of mind, and they are easy to navigate through the crowd. The speed of killing is too horrible.

Moreover, the Dark Gate is not only more than the number of soldiers, but even the number of Emperors is much more than that.

What worries people in the mirror even more is the two men standing on the shore-Underwater and the Dark Lord.

Before Dark Gate's most terrifying Undercurrent, they were unable to resist.

"Find a way to let Nangong go first ... protect them anyway!" At this moment, Zhong Shudao suddenly grabbed the person in the mirror and said solemnly.

"What's the matter with you?" When the man in the mirror saw Zhong Shudao's pale face, he couldn't help but feel a little horrified.

Immediately afterwards, the man in the mirror saw a shocking wound on Zhong Shudao's chest, and he could even see the internal organs in his body.

"Just accidentally injured, but you can hold on. You listen to me and send them away." Zhong Shudao said that he was not in the big trouble. He had just taken the cure elixir and was able to sustain it for a while.

"Take them away with your martial spirit power. This is the only way to save them now ..."

Zhong Shudao's words were not finished, and Prince Nangong and others had come to his side.

"Bell messenger, we won't go this time!"

Prince Nangong and others looked firm, and their eyes were full of unyielding.

All along, others are protecting them, this time, it is them who are protecting them!

"wind!"

"mine!"

"inflammation!"

All three of Nangong were covered with blood, and despite their poor condition, they still raised their right hands.

Suddenly, the immense immortal burst out from them, and in the palm of the prince Nangong's palm, a terrible tricolor energy ball was formed.

"Wind Thunder Flames!"

With the roar of Prince Nangong, the thunderbolt was thrown forward by him with a horror speed of nearly five times the speed of sound.

The target of this thunderbolt is the two Emperors of the Dark Gate.

At this moment, the two emperors were shocked. They obviously did not expect that the three yellow-haired children could perform such terrible moves.

"Do not!"

boom--!

In the roar of these two emperors, the Thunderbolt exploded suddenly, and then a terrible loud sound like a devastating sound was heard.

A three-colored light group that resembled the sun suddenly burst open, illuminating the whole world.

Both of these two emperors reached the level of the sixth emperor, but they still died directly under the explosion of the "Fengleiyan bomb" ...

At this moment, the dark undercurrents on the coast are not in a hurry, but there is a faint smile on his face.

"Master, congratulations on conquering the Slaughter God!" The Dark Lord gave a gift to Anchong. He just wanted to join the battle after he returned, but he was prevented by Anchor.

"There is nothing to show off." Anchong looked up to the sky, and his mind flashed the young man who was on the island of Beasts to fight him.

"Lin Yun, I really want to call you the strongest. Maybe give you some more time, you can really catch up with Ben."

"But geniuses tend to die easily. Complain, and you can only blame your arrogance."

Listening to the words of the dark, the Dark Lord frowned, and carefully asked, "Master, Zhao Lifeng may not be the opponent of the benevolent. Otherwise, I will take the shot myself and kill the benevolent."

The Lord of Darkness can see that now the saint is ready to fight desperately, even at the beginning of the prohibition.

Today's Shengren has reached the second-level martial arts. In addition, Zhao Lifeng is greedy for life and fears death.

This point can be seen by the Dark Lord, and naturally by the Undercurrent.

Anchor nodded and said, "Go, this cat-and-mouse game is over."

"Yes!" The Dark Lord responded, then turned and flew towards the saint.

When Sheng Rengang condensed the strength of the Wu soul, preparing to launch a fatal blow to Zhao Lifeng, the figure of the Dark Lord already appeared behind him.

Forbidden Magic Realm!

The Dark Lord directly opened the field of forbidden magic, and forcibly interrupted the move of Shengren.

"Don't get in the way!" Sheng Ren turned his head and blasted to the Dark Lord, but was sprinted by the Dark Lord first, and was directly blown out by the Dark Lord.

The speed of the Dark Lord is too fast, and even the highest state of Sheng Ren when he just opened the ban can not keep up, let alone the Saint Ren has weakened a lot.

The saint is still in the process of flying backwards, and the Dark Lord has appeared at the end of his flying backwards, holding a dark sickle waiting for him.

"Let's accept the baptism of darkness!" The Dark Lord sneered, and the dark sickle waved quickly in his hands, instantly forming a dense black shadow, crisscrossing the sacred benevolence.

"Ahhhh!"

Above the sky, the painful scream of Saint Ren sounded.

Under the sky, blood stained the surrounding sea, and countless corpses, internal organs, and residual limbs were scattered all over the sea.

The monsters in the North Sea all dived into the sea at the moment, trembling.

Most of the Emperor Wu of the East China Sea Alliance and Tu Shenzong suffered injuries to varying degrees, including people in the mirror and Nangong.

The five elders of the Dark Gate led an eight million army and slaughtered wantonly. The army that slaughtered Shenzong has killed millions of soldiers in a short period of time.

Endless killing and roaring sounds are mixed together, forming a terrifying piece of music between heaven and earth, ringing the whole world.

The three princes of Nangong slumped on the ground weakly. They were pale and in poor condition.

After the previous battle, they have exhausted all their immortals, and now they can no longer enter the strongest state. Now they are just a Wu Zong.

"I can't hold it anymore ..." Prince Nangong was tired, and now he wanted to fall down and sleep.

But he knew that as soon as he closed his eyes, he would probably not wake up again.

"My elixir is finished ..." Shangguan Xia Yan smiled bitterly, and fell to the ground weakly.

On the other side, Yueyue San was exhausted.