Chapter 1442: Emperor handwriting (ninth)

Chapter 1442: Linglong Killing Formation (First)
Yan Beichen's eyes turned and landed on the stele not far away.
"The Emperor, the Emperor, huh ..."
Yan Beichen looked resentful and grinned: "You don't know anything, why stop me?"
"Just a broken stone, or the three words left behind, also want to stop me!"
Yan Beichen gave a loud shout, and there was a dark sorrow of hatred in his body, resisting the coercion emanating from the stele, stepping forward step by step!
The terrible aspect of Li hate scripture is that the deeper the hatred in the heart, the stronger the power that can be inspired!
"This breath is so annoying!"
Yan Beichen's eyes were cold, and he was staring at the stele not far away.
The Lige Demon Emperor was the first demon emperor in ancient times. Although he had killed countless fierce ancestors in ancient times, the immortals and demons opposed each other.
Yan Beichen practiced "Li hate sutra" and inherited the magic sword of Li hate. Naturally, he strongly contradicted the imperial breath of the stele.
"Since you're going to stop me, I'll cut you!"
Yan Beichen came to the stone monument, raised his arms, and Li Hengdao glided across the air in the midst of the air, severely chopping past the stone monument!
when!
Li hate the sword standing on the stele heavily, a loud noise broke out, and Mars was splashing!
The three words on the stone stele, the light was shining, bursting out a terrible counter-shock force, poured into the Lizard Sword!
This power burst out, but it aroused the fierceness of Li hate the sword!
The magic knife's breath skyrocketed, giving rise to infinite hatred and magic, dark as ink, permeated with hate, and swallowed the stone monument instantly!
The two forces froze for a moment.
This has evolved into the confrontation between Liheng Modao and Stele!
Click! Click!
There was a crackling sound in the magic!
In the end, the sword of Lichen had the upper hand.
After all, this stone stele is just the handwriting left by the Emperor, and Lizhan Modao is the real imperial weapon!
Yan Beichen was expressionless, dragging the Li hate sword, and proceeded to the many palaces ahead.
Behind him, the magical energy dissipated, exposing the scattered gravel!
This eternal and immortal stele, carved with an emperor's handwriting, was chopped into a pile of gravel by the Ligemon!
"Bold Devil!"
A loud drink sounded.
Among the various palaces, there was a very powerful breath.
Many powerful men of Xuanji Palace are coming!
At a glance, more than a hundred people!
Among them, the semi-ancestors alone alone reached ten!
The rest are all fit!
Importantly, this is not the full strength of Mystery Palace!
"Xiu Luo, last time my Xuanji Palace did not try to kill everything, you don't know what to do, you dare to come back!" A Xuanji Palace half-ancestor sighed, his expression was severe.
This is the ancestral half-ancestor of Xuanji Palace.
Another Xuanji Palace half ancestor said coldly: "There is an emperor's handwriting on that stele. You must destroy my Xuanji Palace's gate of the mountain. It is really a sin!"
This is the ancestor of the mysterious palace.
"Sura, you are in great trouble, and this is where you are."
Another half-ancestor from Liheng said sadly: "I had some mercy on you. I didn't expect you to come to my mysterious palace to cause trouble!"
These three ancestors have a very high status in the Xuanji Palace and their strongest combat power!
In the face of more than one hundred mysterious powerhouses, Yan Beichen still did not have any fear, and said blankly, "Give up the magic, and I will leave."
"presumptuous!"
The dove ancestor screamed, "The heavenly machine is now the young master of my mysterious palace, with a distinguished position, how can you tolerate provocation!"
"Since the ages, no one has dared to challenge my mysterious palace. Your Shura is the first."
Tiangan Banzu said coldly, "Xiu Luo, you really are my mysterious palace. You want to come, you want to leave!"
Yan Beichen didn't seem to understand the warnings of the many powerful men in Xuanji Palace, but just asked indifferently, "Do you want to stop me?"
"So, don't blame me for killing in the mysterious palace!"
Yan Beichen said this sentence, the Li Heng Dao in his hands seemed to have a sense of it, the argument trembled, and became extremely excited!
"It's hopeless!"
Liheng Banzu shook his head and sighed.
"I have said long ago that Shura has been completely enchanted, annihilating human nature, and has no fear."
At this moment, a voice rang slowly, "If such a devil, if he grows up, it will be a serious problem for my tribe, and it will bring endless disaster to the continent!"
On top of many Tao Palaces, a person came slowly.
The big sleeves flutter, the crown is crested on the head, the face is handsome, holding a folding fan in his hand, and his face always has a faint smile.
After seeing this person, Yan Beichen's body was born with a lot of resentment from hatred, and the resentment in his eyes has reached the extreme, and the hate channel: "Heaven!"
"Sura, you are really brave."
Tianji smiled lightly and calmly, saying, "However, Xuanji Palace is not something you can challenge. Since you choose to confront Xuanji Palace, you are ready to die here."
"kill!"
When Yan Beichen saw the heavenly machine, he couldn't bear it anymore, holding the sword of Liheng, striding toward the heavenly machine!
Many of the strong men in Xuanji Palace stood still, looking at Yan Beichen from afar, a taunt of tease appeared in their eyes.
"Ah……"
Tianji chuckled, and said, "Xuanji Palace is the holy land of human race, how can you allow your devil to set foot on your hands!"
Tianji squeezed his hands with his hands, and his feet trembled.
"start!"
Hum!
The Tao Palace on Tianyan Mountain suddenly burst out with a ray of divine light, submerged into the land at the foot of Yan Beichen.
Immediately afterwards, the light of the lines flickered, shining on the world!
An ancient large array started, and Yan Beichen was trapped in it instantly!
Yan Beichen's figure was a meal.
In his sight, Xuanji Palace, Tianji and others have disappeared.
In front of his eyes, there was only a mist of fog.
No matter how he wields the sword of Lien, urges God, releases mana, the fog in front cannot be dispelled!
All his power, submerged in the mist, disappeared into the sea.
"Heavenly, come out!"
Yan Beichen roared and looked around, her eyes filled with strong resentment!
Yan Beichen took a step forward!
suddenly!
An extremely terrifying force came down and directly cut to Yan Beichen.
Yan Beichen snorted coldly, waved the Li hate sword, and slashed it with his backhand.
Yan Beichen took another step forward!
call!
A more terrifying sword light came!
Li hate the sword and shook it hard. Although blocking this sword light down, Yan Beichen's arm felt a tingling faint!
On the mysterious palace, Tianji stood with his hands in his hands, his face was calm, and he smiled slightly: "Xiu Luo, you are caught in exquisite killing, just don't want to live out."
Linglong kills!
In the ancient times, the first killing battlefield in the heavenly continent!
Linglong Fairy is also known for its reputation!
Linglong kills, intricate, killing each step.
As long as you take the wrong step, you will get deeper and deeper, causing endless attacks to kill!
From ancient times to the present, even though it is the top magistrate master, it can't break the exquisiteness to kill.
There is only one way to crack Linglong.
Linglong killed the battle, a total of 380 steps.
These three hundred and eighty steps require every step to go right.
If you take the wrong step, you will lose everything!
In the battle of ancient times, it was this exquisite killing array, I do not know how many fierce powerhouses were killed by the town!
Since ancient times, there are no sectarian forces, dare to go to the mysterious palace to challenge, this exquisite killing accounted for most of the reasons!
(End of this chapter)