Chapter 623: Da Luo Tian De (1)

A sharp voice came from behind.
The battlefield remains completely collapsed, and the swirling entrance is rapidly collapsing. The emptiness of the surrounding air is like a group of broken glass slags being squeezed together into a whole piece, and the sound is extremely harsh.
No one escaped from the battlefield ruins.
Tens of thousands of stars collapsed and guns were fired. Tianbingtian lost a lot of money. Those who could escape the battlefield relics were lucky at the edge of the battlefield. These lucky ones unfortunately encountered the slamming of the King of the Rift, and they were smashed without any resistance.
Surrounded by thousands of giant warships, in the void, the Tianlibao wheel of the Wanli diameter slowly rotates. The Emperor of the East is like a fly in the amber. It is set in the whistle of the Heavenly Penalty, and the blood is constantly vomiting.
Tsing Yi stood quietly on the Tianjianbao wheel, and the blue mist surrounded his body, and he could not see what his expression was.
But Chutian can feel that Tsing Yi is very angry, and anger burns in his body, but he is trying to restrain himself, and does not let this anger really burst out. Looking at it, he is still so mysterious, and the wind is so light.
In addition to the Emperor of Heaven, the Quartet Heavenly Emperor vomited blood.
There is no subordinate to them, and all of their subordinates have either been smashed into pieces by Chutian, or they have been crushed by the cracked king.
The same is true of Xi Xijun and others. A dozen young people from the highest heavens and noble and dignified are tightly huddled together, and there is a faint radiance around them. They have already sacrificed the secret treasure body, but they have lost the Heavenly Soldiers who are in the back of the week. They are like polar bears that have been shaved in the polar winter, and there is no warmth.
Gongsun and Chutian stood behind the side of Xiqiaojun and others, and their faces were not good-looking.
"Well, it's now clean." The king of the cracked air pointed to the sword in front of him. The sword turned into a thunder and returned to his eyebrows. The tiny electric light on his skin surface slowly flowed, and it took a while to stop.
There were not many words from the King of the Air. After he had cleared all the Heavenly Soldiers on the scene, he returned to the floating continent and sat upright on his throne. There was a maid who served the drink, and the King of the King took a cup of red wine and blood, and while tasting it, he looked at the crowds of Chutian with a sneer.
"Spit blood!" Han Yu Wang with a sly smile, whispered: "The blazing king, look, you and my brother partner, it is really difficult to be a god... the heavenly emperor of the heavenly spirit, we are angry Hematemesis!"
The blazing king also smiled very embarrassedly: "It’s strange to vomit blood. Their children and grandchildren have been slaughtered by us. Our wives and women are being sold by us... What can they do besides vomiting blood?"
Han Hao Wang said in a serious way: "They can still work hard with us! Five... oh, no, look at the situation, only four emperors join hands, maybe they can fully smash the fleet we brought and save them. Nvwa?"
The Hans and the Kings looked at each other and laughed at the same time. They shook their heads and smiled: "However, it is impossible!"
On the floating continent where they are located, a dozen horrific and magnificent shrines burst into a terrible atmosphere. More than a dozen breaths burst into the sky like a wolf smoke, shaking the sky and the sky to shake, the world of the coffin heaven under the shaking was trembled violently, and the millions of worlds around the heavens were so dark.
Chutian only felt the scalp numb, and the heart was cold and cold, and the hair was erected. The unprecedented unpredictable danger made his heart lock, and his eyes were dark, and he was almost fainted by the more than a dozen of breaths. past.
Master, unclear realm but powerful and extraordinary.
These dozens of breaths, each breath is several times stronger than the five emperors of Lingbi Tianting. Chu Tian’s eyes are wide and his blood is almost solid. He looks at the floating continent and does not dare. Imagine which level the masters of these breaths have reached.
The Four Heavenly Emperor took a step back and spit again.
Chu Tian and others only felt these dozens of horrible breaths, and the Quartet Heavenly Emperor was hard-pressed by these dozens of breaths, and their spirits were severely impacted, if not the Emperor With the protection of this life secret, their souls will be completely annihilated by this heavy blow.
"The Holy Spirit!" Zhongtian the Great screamed.
The Holy Spirit Day, and the horrible forces of the highest heavens that Xiqiaojun had born, ruled the infinite world of infinite rivers, with countless terrible masters and control of countless resources.
The Gentry Temple... The Five Emperors... They are not qualified to confront the great characters of the Holy Spirit!
Don't say that they are five people, even if they are Xi Xijun, they are not enough to see in front of the King of the Rift, the King of the Blazing King, and the King of the Cold King. They are just the young ladies who are secretly acting in the high heavens. It’s embarrassing. They are just a group of noble sons and young ladies who have not been through the storm.
And the three kings of the Split King, they are the ‘Wangjue’ with the title of the Holy Spirit!
They are not the courageous sons and young ladies of a big power. They are themselves a powerful force. They are the ones in the Holy Spirit Day!
If you really want to talk about identity, only the contemporary homeowners of the respective nobles from Xiqiaojun are reluctant to qualify for a positive dialogue with the three of them.
"Desperate?" Han Yu Wang continued to attack Zhongtian the Great, and he said faintly: "Yes, it should be desperate, you... forget it, look at you very poorly, find the ruins." Baby is handed over..."
The blazing king sat on the side and said faintly: "Hand over the baby. If there is enough to make us feel good, you still have a living path... Of course, with or without baby, Leng Yuejun, Xuan Zangjun, two beautiful people. It’s okay!

The chilling king sighed with a sigh: "Our brothers are three, but there are only two beautiful people... And, there is only one person in the cold moon... This is really a headache, how do you divide it?"
‘嘎吱,嘎吱,嘎吱’... There was a sudden and harsh noise in the void.
Everyone stunned, and then the King of the Kings, the King of the Cold, and the King of the Blazes stood up at the same time, and looked ugly to the nearest golden battleship from the floating continent.
A sharp anomaly, the incomprehensible sound came quietly: "The Holy Spirit, great... oh, the highest heaven, eaten... But, baby, I want... I can make you a group of scorpions one after another. The baby who is dispatching... Hey, what will it be?"
In the cracked king, the scorpion was very cold, and he shouted: "Da Luotian's people? Get out!"