A Weird Theater That Started In London

Vol 13 Chapter 242: fisherman

The seven big hands came down at the same time, and they were about to grab a few pieces of soldiers, but in an instant, a monstrous killing intent swept across the altar of gods and demons.

Leaving aside the horror of killing thoughts, it is scary to say that this method of breaking the tacit understanding of many great saints and activating the fragments of the emperor's soldiers to target everyone.

"Boom!"

Without any hesitation, the moment they sensed the killing intent of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, the monks around the altar turned and left. Without exception, they all tore through the sky, and they did not know how many methods were used during the period.

Outraged!

When the snipe and the clam compete, the fisherman benefits.

This is obviously to plot against them, to catch them all and kill them all.

At the same time, the terrifying imperial prestige that had already calmed down reappeared, and the Yaohuang ruler was activated, emitting a green glow, and the markings of the feathered flying fairy imprinted in the world, killing everyone.

Surviving a near death is worthy of being an existence at the pinnacle of the holy way. Facing a ray of imperial prestige, although he cannot resist it, he can find a way to save a life.

However, living crime is inevitable.

There is a great sage with half of his body burst and it is difficult to repair, and there is an evil **** who has given up on a puppet who has been sacrificed for thousands of years... On the contrary, the Buddhist monk is the most calm.

I saw the old monk chanting the Buddha's name, the purple-gold Buddha bridge stretched under his feet, and the purest and most peaceful power of faith flowed, which not only dissolved most of the emperor's prestige, but also blessed his body with endless power of faith—

The body is covered by a series of Buddha rings, and all the Bodhisattvas and ancient Buddhas manifest on their heads. They recite ancient scriptures together and communicate with the demon king ruler, hoping to introduce it into Buddhism and become a guardian.

Seeing this, the other great sages did not bother to find out who was behind the scenes, and once again showed their magical powers.

"Welcome to the return of the fairy ruler."

It was a piece of sacred text of the Yaozu, which was reserved by the Yaohuang. No one thought that the great sage of the Yaozu had mastered a section, intending to arouse Xianchi's favor.

"Boom!"

A big cauldron was ups and downs, and the main **** from the **** organization also acted decisively, urging the weapons, and various patterns appeared on the walls of the tripod, such as ancient ancestors, flowers, birds, fish and insects, wind, rain, thunder and lightning.

In the meantime, there is a kind of vitality from the beginning of all things, the creation of the world, and it turns into a stream of fairy essence, flowing towards the fairy ruler to repair it.

Inside the battleship, Pan Ming remained unhurried. The killing intent that could manifest the vision of blood pouring into the sky and bones forming a mountain just now came from him.

The effect is outstanding!

Looking around the universe, wanting to find existences with such killing intent, there are only a handful of them under the Darkness Supreme, which immediately angered the wreckage of the Demon King Ruler and stopped the group of great saints for a short time.

Right now, after these guys stabilized their positions, they began to show their abilities again, but Pan Ming was not in a hurry, and started to operate the Bing Zi Mi.

This is the supreme secret method created by an ancient Tianzun in the age of mythology specifically for manipulating weapons, reaching the pinnacle of this field.

To be honest, making a move right now is tantamount to taking food from a tiger's mouth. Competing with the Great Sage for the emperor's soldiers, once exposed will be a catastrophic consequence.

But Duke had no scruples, and directly manifested the quasi-emperor-class warship, exposed it to the eyes of the world, and revived most of it, maintaining it at a level not weaker than that of the Great Sage.

"Eternal Star Field!"

Seeing this, the Great Sage of the Monster Race gritted his teeth and called out the origin of the broken battleship. After all, in the entire universe, only the Eternal Kingdom has such iconic equipment.

At this moment, the scene is in chaos!

In fact, for most people, as soon as the altar changed and the moment the emperor soldiers resisted with the killing intent, they began to scramble for their lives, wanting to leave this blood-stained demonic soil, because it would be very difficult for them to leave this blood-stained land. May perish.

Let alone now, I saw the quasi-emperor pattern flashing on the battleship, which not only blocked the prying eyes of the outside world, but also had a blessing effect on the military secret.

"stop!"

Qingxia flashed, Xianhui tore through the void, and the five fragments of the fairy ruler disappeared. The final result was that they were submerged in the battleship and were successfully obtained by Pan Ming.

The Great Sage is furious!

The cooked duck flew off.

Therefore, they shot at the same time, even the kind-hearted old monk chose to kill him.

From the beginning to the end, no one thought about it. If Lu Li's trio hadn't teamed up to open the Demon Emperor's Tomb, no one else would have the right to enter!

Seeing this, Duke smiled disdainfully. The quasi-emperor-class battleship has recovered to such an extent, and it is not used for fighting, but to avoid attacks and continue to hide in the void. Is it difficult?

The patterns flickered, without any surprises, all means were in vain, and the ship was like a loach burrowing into the void.

The great saints were silent for a while.

Which power is it?

By coincidence, their eyes focused on the main **** of the **** organization. As we all know, this force has long been rooted in the eternal kingdom, and even if they have no relationship with each other, they will know the relevant information.

Facing the glaring gazes of the other six great sages, the main **** was silent for a while, and said: "The people of the Emperor Burial Star are accompanied by the emperor's soldiers. If you are not convinced, you can find trouble yourself."

After the words fell, he stopped talking and left the altar directly, heading for a mountain in the distance.

It is bigger than the stars, straddling the void, surrounded by a huge red dragon, dodging in an ancient cave.

The demon emperor's mount!

It is the huge red dragon that manifested earlier, now living here ~www.NovelMTL.com~ on the sky behind Dibing Mountain.

After the silence, the other six great sages came back to their senses and thought: Even if there is a liquidation, it will not be now, there are other opportunities to grab.

So, they followed the pace of the main god, observed the area closely, and found that the red dragon was not the real body, but an indestructible energy, wrapped in a brand.

Thinking about it carefully, it should be like this. Even a generation of demon emperors has quietly ended, how can his mount survive until now? It must have already become the dust in the years.

In addition, the shape of the mountain is very similar to an ancient tomb, which is a tomb dedicated to burying Chilong, hanging between the sky and the earth, majestic and majestic.

It is deduced that this mount died before the Demon Emperor, and failed to accompany the Demon Emperor through the last period of time, and fought on the road to immortality.

A long time ago, the Demon Emperor buried his old and dead mount in the loess with his own hands, and erected a monument for it here.

The great sage of the Bull Demon Race did not hesitate to try to comprehend the brand of the red dragon in order to obtain the inheritance.

And the others also meditated for a little while, but after a while, they chose to give up and didn't plan to concentrate on it.

"Boom!"

Misfortunes never come singly.

The turmoil caused by Lu Li and the others has not yet passed, the big river ahead is surging, and a river of corpses rushes out from the ancient vein in the distance. It is the Yellow Spring.

More than one, after all, they met again.

I saw that the Hunhuang River has nine bends and eighteen bends, flows through many places, and almost runs through the entire cemetery.

"Aw!"

Not only that, a long howl came, and a creature with bat wings and a body like a demon ape appeared in the upper reaches of the corpse river.

"It's a corpse ghost!"

The old monk Holy King exclaimed.

This is a creature that can only be born in the most yin and jeopardy of the ancient times. It is extremely evil and evil. It can be called a fierce ghost, and it is the most ferocious.

"There's not just one head, there's a group of them!"

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