Talisman Emperor

This mountain is a thousand feet tall, purple gas, able to form a gravitational field in the range of a thousand feet, where people are no less than shoulder-borne giant stones, pressure surge, slow movement, slightly weaker strength, in an instant will be squeezed into a beach of meat mud, the shape of the gods is extinct, it is the ground level semi-finished method Baobao Purple Bronze Xuan heavy peak!

“Hmm?” followed by Han Guyue's muffled hum, obviously into the gravitational field, and Chen Xiao had already felt that the attack behind him had also diminished a lot.

And that's what he wanted, less than a tenth of an instant ago, when he had put on a swordwalk and slaughtered the old man with dark hair.

Boom!

Like nine rolls of thunder, lightning, fast correction, “shock” is thunderbolt, thunderbolt, thunderbolt, ten thousand changes condense in an instant, if it does not come out, it is indestructible, its fierce and fast, enough to be the first of the ten thousand hidden swords.

Boom!

One move, such as the thunderbolt of the Thunder, the old man with black hair was waiting to resist, but beside him, the Huang Tingfu of the Yantai family entwined him, leaving him no room to flee. At once, the whole man was bombarded with a sword into slag, incinerating the sky, leaving only one Jindan slipped and hung half-empty, but was fished by Chen Ximao and thrown into the floating treasure tower.

“Damn it! A semi-finished grade Fabo wants to trap me? Blast me!” In the distance, Han ancient moon saw another elder in the kingdom of Jindan killed, angry with the crown, had to be spread, his arms vibrated, a dark sickle-shaped pharmacopoeia appeared in his hand, a long, blade as pitch black and cold residual moon, sharp, it was engraved with endless Xuan Ao symbols, like clouds, like inscriptions, like magic spells, black light wrapped around, condensed into countless “kill” words, Pu appeared, the void around the area was collapsed in inches, mountain trees within a hundred miles, like drained of the essence of life, withered, crushed, and scattered into the sky.

This pharmacopoeia is like a sickle that harvests the dead soul in the hands of the reaper. The palpitating intent to kill is perfectly combined with the killing avenue on the body of the ancient Korean moon, reflecting the fact that his whole person is like a reaper coming out of the underworld, is to harvest the dead soul!

Boo!

This painted black sickle was gently drawn, an amazing scene appeared, such as the dark night spirit Zhang Kaili claw, the purple copper Xuan heavy peak was like paper paste, instantly chopped in half, the qi subsided, the efficacy was completely obsolete, fell from the half sky to the ground, and broke into countless pieces.

After thousands of years of nurturing and quenching, one more step can be transformed into the purple copper Xuan peak of the hierarchical Fabao. It is not an enemy of this dark sickle Fabao!

What kind of magic trick is this?

How could there be such a heinous killing intent?

It's an extinct weapon!

In this scene, suddenly there was a tremendous shock in the place, and the fighting spirit almost collapsed.

Pfft! Pfft!

However, at this time, accompanied by the blood flowers of two amazing orangutans, two humming sounds appeared abnormally stinging in this atmosphere of fear and anxiety, and then everyone saw that the only two remaining brothers of the Han family in the Golden Dane realm actually got their heads pierced and died on the spot!

Boo!

A handsome, three-inch tall white man entered the bodies of these two Brothers, and by the time he reappeared, he had two more golden and brilliant natural golden dans in his hands.

This little guy is Lingbai. When Chen Xigang exhibited the purple copper Xuan heavy peak, Lingbai had already been waiting, secretly prepared for the assassination, and then, while the hearts and minds of the people were not ready at this moment, he went out blatantly, like a world assassin who had been hiding in the void. One strike, two lives were slaughtered!

None of this is fortunate. Spiritual white itself is the most powerful soldier blade in the hands of its master. It is a rare body of sword and soul. The body inherits a sword path of unbridled silence. It was then merged with Hegjin Sword and Bamboo by the art of Ji Yu. It has been transformed into a spirit like the illegal treasure of Pharaoh. It can be practiced and promoted like human beings and set foot in the fairy path.

Plus, over the years, he didn't know how many treasures he had devoured from Chen Ti, and eventually, after refining the body of a six-wing blood dragon bat, he succeeded in advancing, and his strength was already comparable to that of Brother Jindan.

If he can't kill his enemies, how can he treat the treasures he devours?

At this time, the four Kindan monks of the Han family were already Qi Qi meteorites, and all of them were slaughtered before they could self-destruct Kindan. They also showed the cooperation of Chen Xi and Lingbai from the side, and their degree of acquiescence reached the seamless level of the heavenly garment.

At this moment, Han family members, now only one light rod owner of the ancient Han moon, as well as his son, Han Wenjun, maid Xiao Xiao.

On the other hand, the Huang Tai family also suffered heavy losses, with only four people, accompanied by Huang Tai Zixuan. The other Huang Ting brothers all splattered blood on the spot and lost their lives in Huang Quan.

“You... all of you, all of you!” The dull sound sounded, Han Guyue held a long painted black sickle, his expression distorted the cold, and the anger in his eyes seemed to melt everything in time.

His loss to the Han family this time was immeasurable, the high level was beaten to the ground, and he didn't know how many years it would take to recover.

Especially important, losing so much power, his family's situation in Hanhai City becomes precarious and threatens to be exterminated at any moment.

So, Han Ancient Moon has been completely provoked, like a lion in a state of mad rage, wants to choose someone!

“Kill the field, kill! Kill!” Similar to the devil's cry from the depths of the abyss, an ancient Korean moon overhead jetted with a golden star, and the heavens and the earth switched to another scene.

The heavens and the earth are pitch-black, and the fog rolls over like tide, and the spectacles of ghosts, white bones, blood seas, graves, and all the scents of the world with the murderous breath of death are here to wander and change.

It's all like an ancient, deep, endless night, with no light, no guilt, no end. This is Han Guyue, based on Killing Avenue, gathered the killing field, kill the demons, kill the air!

Between the heavens and the earth, endless black cover, slaughter intent rolling, ghost crying. All the air currents filled with killing and death are here in turbulence, rushing and roaring.

Here, isolated from the outside world, belongs to the realm of the ancient Korean moon. He is the owner, master and supreme master of the heavens and the earth!

This is the realm of the road!

It is only by accumulating the power of Daoism to the extreme, deep to the extreme, can a completely new boundary of Daoism be formed. Once implemented, it can occupy an active advantage in its own domain, isolating the enemy from the senses of the heavens and the earth and all that is between them, leaving it in a vulnerable position to be slaughtered by others.

And the realm of the Dojo is the convergence of the monks' own sense of Heavenly Path. When the enemy is deeply trapped, the mind and body will receive that endless repression. The strength of the battle is greatly weakened and terrible.

“How is that possible! When did this old man come to his senses? ”

“Domain! That's it, that's it...”

“The old Han thief was Jindan's late cultivation, holding the mysterious sickle magic treasure, and at this time, he exhibited his domain. Are we still alive today? ”

As soon as Fu fell into the slaughter path, the face of the only four remaining Huangting guards suddenly grew white, and his eyes revealed endless fear, and he had no will to fight.

Chen Xi was also shocked in his heart. He felt clearly that his echoes with the heavens and the earth had been cut off, and that both his soul and heart had been subjected to a terrible repression, which forced him to break out of his mind to resist before forcibly relieving this intangible oppression. Even so, the constant rush of killing around him still irritated his skin with a cold, creepy chill.

It's amazing!

Is this the realm?

Chen Xiao had seen Roshu's blood-eating domain, but it was obviously much weaker than the killing domain of the ancient Korean moon in front of him, and the two were not at all of a grade, the difference between heaven and earth.

“Junior! You can be proud enough to force me to kill, but you must die today. I will draw out your filthy souls, beat you day and night, humiliate you endlessly, and never return to eternity! ”

In the pitch of pitch black, the ancient Korean moon appeared in the sky, drank heavenly, his foot rolled in the fog, held a pitch black sickle, the blood cape danced in the pitch black night, the whole man blended perfectly with the killing path, more and more lined him up like a god of killing, killing the horizontal.

“Chen Xi, if you don't want these people to die, put them all in the floating treasure tower, stay with us, it's a burden, affect the battle! Besides, you gave me the other two golden dans in the floating butcher tower. Together, we wiped out the old dog this time. As I can see, his domain was formed not by his own understanding, but by the black sickle magic treasure in his hand. When he was wiped out, he took the magic treasure. Perhaps you can understand the killing avenue and improve your strength again.” The whispering tone was so intense that a frantic color of madness swept through his eyes.

“Yes!” replied Chen Xiao without hesitation. He had formed unreserved trust and acquiescence with Lingbai in countless battles in the rift, so he did not consider the meaning of Lingbai and promised to do so.

Without asking whether they agreed, almost when Chen Xiao promised Lingbai, he had swung his robe. At the end of the day, Zixuan and others had not yet reacted, he sent them to the floating treasure tower, and at the same time handed over Jindan, who had slaughtered Hampshire and the dark-haired old man, to Lingbai.

These moves only happened between moments, and the Korean moon couldn't stop them at all.

“Hmm? This is...” Seeing the vanishing of Xintai Zixuan and others, the eyes of the ancient Korean moon shrank, spinning like realizing something, the eyes burst out with a fine light, shouting, "Do you have a fairy on you? ”

Only fairies can create endless space to accommodate everything in the heavens and the earth. This is the hallmark of fairies. It is a consensus that has been passed down since ancient times. Although the ancient Korean moon has never seen fairies, as the head of the family, how can it not even know what fairies have heard?

“It's a fairy! If I can possess it, after the advanced fairy realm, I won't have to bother searching for the treasure of robbery, and the feathered Tianxian is not out of reach! It's a gift to me. Although I've lost many elders, it's all worth it to own a fairy!” In that instant, the eyes of the ancient Korean moon changed to those of Chen Ti, and his eyes caught on fire, without concealing his greed, as if to see a fat lamb.