Chapter 1177: East Lord, Ancient Holy Heaven

The west of the original magic domain, Han Yuezhao's green armor, and the white frost reflected thousands of miles, the flames spread, and the world was in chaos.
Heavenly Demon Army, even a hundred miles in a row, a powerful demon surging, heavy like mountains.
The handsome account in the camp, the first prince of the Devil sat in silence, looking at a sealed newspaper in front of him, his eyes became more and more dignified.
Outside the camp account, a soldier in the blue armor stood quietly, airtight, and guarded the handsome account.
The handsome tent is not far away. Two camps of the same magnificent size are located on the left and right. The terrifying coercion is shocking.
In the battalion, the demon generals chose to avoid the two camp accounts, and the rogue names of the eight people are well known in the world. Even the demon generals are not willing to provoke them.
At this moment, in the distance, a man dressed in silver and white official clothes stepped forward, black and white Usha, Dan Zhu lightly embellished.
In the hands of men, the black sword is as dark as ink, and the sword is in the sheath, the breath is full.
The cold wind caressed, the dust was flying, the man's footsteps were not in a hurry, his breath was peaceful, and after a short while, he was in the camp.
However, when the man entered the camp, no one saw the figure of the whole person in the entire camp of Demon. The strange scene was shocking.
Inside the camp, the man stopped and looked over the three camps. After a while, he narrowed his gaze and walked towards the handsome camp in the middle.
Before the handsome account, the man approached step by step. Outside the account, if the young armored soldier didn't realize it, he was still on duty.
In the handsome account, Xuan Zhen looked at the secret report in his hand for a long time. Suddenly, he suddenly shook his body and looked at the man in front of him who didn't know when to appear.
"Who are you?" Xuan Zhen's face sank, coldly.
"Ancient Saint!"
The man said quietly, "I'll come and take your life."
The unheard of name, but the murderousness of the unspoken words, Xuan Zhen got up and looked alert.
"If you want to shout, just give up. When I came in, the space here was closed."
Gu Shengtian raised his hand, Kuntian ancient sword whispered, in a blink of an eye, the ancient sword came out of the sheath, and the hidden murderousness broke out instantly.
"please!"
Sword on the sword, not allowed to refuse, the martial arts will appear red dust.
Xuan Zhen condensed his mind, photographed with a palm, and a purple gold spear broke out under the table.
The ceremony was over, the sword was making waves, the ancient Shengtian moved, and Kuntian beheaded the devil.
The sword arrived, the gun fired, and the two soldiers handed over. With a bang, Mars broke up, and the Divine Soldiers marched forward.
Just a few minutes away, Jianguang and Gunmen turned their momentum again, breaking the sky and breaking the sea, rolling up the torrents of waves and colliding.
"Wow"
Blood splattered, dyed red jersey, Xuan Zhen stepped back a few steps, the tiger's mouth cracked when the gun was held, and he was first injured.
"The Seven Changes of Heavenly Demon, Yutian Qiong!"
With a scream, the demons rose up one after another, and the momentum of the heavens and the earth was reappeared.
With the help of the demon, the Zijin magic gun blasted into the sky, and Xuan Zhen stepped forward.
Mowei is close, the pressure is multiplied, the look of the ancient Shengtian remains unchanged, and he points to the sword.
"Dark Pole"
The black brilliance spreads, the huge star-burst rises into the sky, and the entire battle situation is difficult to stand up.
After a tremendous shock, the ancient sword and the magic gun confronted each other twice, and the stalemate froze for a moment.
When Juli came, Gu Shengtian stepped back half a step, frowned lightly, and pointed to the front, suddenly retreating the former.
"The move is good, but unfortunately, the attainment is insufficient."
Indifferently, without emotional fluctuations, Gu Shengtian's sword turned, and the black storm surge rolled out, with endless murders, pervading every corner of the battle.
There was no chance to escape, Xuan Zhen thought about it, and he sighed. The nine king beads in the body whirld, the power of the demon and king beads converged, and the turbulent dark power roared, and Mowei climbed to the top again.
In the sight, the two kings moved, Jianwei and Guns collided, but a snort sounded, and in the aftermath of the impact, a splatter of blood splattered, and Xuan Zhen stepped back and forth several steps, striking a body.
"Uh"
Ten steps away, Xuan Zhen's figure staggered, spitting out blood, and stained the earth.
"It's over."
After the waves disappeared, Gu Shengtian stepped out, Kun Tian in his hand, Jianmang vomiting, killing his eyes.
Just at the end of the battle, in the camp of the Devil's Demon, inside the camp on the right side of the handsome account, Gauruo's expression suddenly condensed, and he looked at the handsome account not far away.
This feeling, there are masters!
Without any hesitation, Jialou Luo's right hand was gripped falsely, and among the turbulent demon elements, an ancient magic weapon came into existence.
Starting with the halberd, Jialou Luo stepped on the foot, Zhenyuan raised it again, halberd Qingtian, and slashed down.
"boom!"
Halberd breaks through the air, destroys and withdraws, wherever he passes, the mountain moves away, and before the handsome account, a blue armored soldier has no time to escape, and they explode.
"Ok?"
On the other side of the handsome account, Long Zhong felt that he rushed out of the camp account, looked at the scene in front of him, and was shocked.
But seeing the torn apart handsome tent, a black space barrier appeared, shielding everything, and it was impossible to see clearly.
Outside the handsome account, Galuro stood with a magic halberd, and he was surging, despotic and fierce.
"What is this?" Long Zhong asked.
"Space magic weapon." Jia Lou Luo looked coldly.
"Can it be broken?" Long Zhong said in a deep voice.
"can!"
During the talk, Jialou Luo stepped on his feet and stood up, the day-by-day halberd demon yuan rolled, and the earth-shattering and terrestrial energies kept converging and shaking thousands of miles.
In the distance, in the Sanctuary of the Holy Land, the five Sanctuary Palace Masters felt that they looked at the Eastern Celestial Devil's Camp, and their eyes flashed suspiciously.
What is happening in the army of demon, why even Jialou Luo shot?
"Sharo, let's go for a trip," Luo Jia said with a narrow voice.
"Ok"
Sha Luo nodded, flashed over the figure, and rushed towards the Demon Camp ahead.
Heavenly Demon Camp, inside the handsome account, the space magic weapon seals the world. After a war, the surroundings are devastated.
In front of Xuan Zhen, Gu Shengtian stepped forward, Kun Tianqi killed, ruthlessly cut.
The black sword light cut the sky and the sea, and the moment of crisis flashed in the eyes of Xuan Zhen, the king of anger burst, and the demon of the demon reversed, and the crown shattered.
Soaring into the sky, the dragon emerged from the dragon and turned into a body-protecting dragon. The sword light fell and the two forces collided.
"Uh"
The whole body is snorting, blood is spraying like rain, and Xuan Zhen who has lost the nine king beads, stepped back and then back, and the whole body is bloody, miserable.
Opposite, the dragon spirit rushed, Gu Shengtian waved his sword to resist, the rumbling shock, and withdrew several steps.
Dripping blood, stained red ancient sword, Gu Shengtian frowned, looking at the demon prince in front of the demon, with a chill in his eyes.
Explode Wangzhu? He underestimated the courage of the demon prince.
"boom!"
At this moment, the sky, a violent vibration sounded, the huge demon element pressure, violently hit the dark space.
"Click"
The sound of the cracking of the space sounded. After a while, the sky and the cracks criss-crossed, and a trace of sunlight penetrated to illuminate the dark space.
Gu Shengtian's expression changed slightly, his eyes looked at the sky, his eyes narrowed.
Coming so quickly, the eight people are well-deserved.
Time is pressing and there is no time to delay. The look of the ancient Shengtian is settled, and the sword is stepped up, and the murderous surge is surging.
"Uh"
A sword penetrating through the body, blood stained, Xuanzhen's chest, Kun Tian penetrated into the body, and then the dark space collapsed, an amazing scene, reflected in the eyes of everyone in the army of Heavenly Demon.
"His Royal Highness!"
The expressions of the dragons change, and their claws split open, grabbing the swordsman in front.
Gu Shengtian drew his sword, looked back, a sword greeted, with a bang, the two forces impacted each other, and the Heavenly Demon Camp immediately shook violently.
On the other side, the demon element pressured the situation, the very fast figure flashed over, the day-by-day halberd was cut through the sky, and the prestige covered the sea.
The double strong attack, Gu Shengtian frowned again, stepped around, Gu Jianyingyue, avoiding moves and moving back, moving in clouds and water.
In an instant, there were several encounters, and all three eyes flashed with condensed colors, which could be known by everyone.
"You go to save the crown prince, this person pays me."
Jialou Luo's eyes swept the mysterious Xuan Zhen, not far away, and said in a cold voice, and his wings flew, and his figure flew out.
Ancient Shengtian condensed his mind and stepped over, also deceived himself.
The sword and halberd confronted each other, and the two peerless masters at the peak of the realm confronted each other. Between the moves, the atmosphere of destruction spread and the surrounding scene was constantly destroyed.
Outside the battle, the figures of the dragons passed by and came to the prince who was hitting the coma. Zhenyuan went in. After a while, his expression changed greatly.
How could this happen!
Not far away, the battle situation was caught in white heat, and swords were coming and going, killing.
The task is completed, no need to fight for a long time, Gu Shengtian has many reservations, waiting for the opportunity to withdraw.
"boom"
After fighting a few tricks, the sword halberd started mad sand, Gu Shengtian saw it, swinging the sword to start the battle, without love, stepped and stepped back.
Galuro frowned, his wings spread, trying to pursue.
"Don't chase anymore, Your Highness can't hold it up."
Not far away, Long Zhong spoke with a heavy voice.
Gauluo settled down, clenching his fists, and after a while, let go of his hands and turned to walk towards the crown prince.
Really troublesome!
In front of the handsome account, Xuan Zhen was comatose on the ground, bathed in blood, and the sword gas remaining on his chest continued to devour the vitality of the demon.
As strong as Wang Jing, the heart is destroyed, and the same way of returning to the sky, only to die.
Beside Xuanzhen, the dragons spit out the dragon's breath, protecting the crown prince's last vitality with the source of his own life.
"Jaruluo, you are faster than me. Please bring your Highness Prince back to the Heavenly Demon Ancestral Land. There are two Devil Emperors. The Highness Prince may still have a life." The dragons said with a heavy expression.
Galuro looked at the unconscious crown prince on the ground and said indifferently, "Yes."
After talking, Jialou Luo raised his hand and photographed Xuan Zhen on the ground, his wings fluttered, and the wind went away.
In the distance ~ EbookFREE.me ~ In the void, the two Sanctuary Palace Lords of Roga and Charo watched what was happening in front of the Demon Camp, and the glory flashed in the eyes.
The opportunity of the Holy Land seems to be coming.
In the Imperial City of the Devil, the 13th Prince's Mansion, in front of the chess game, one person holds the black and white gems alone, playing chess, and the crisis is looming.
I don't know how long it has passed, the sunspot's defeat has gradually emerged, driving the tiger to the wolf and gradually ending.
In front of the chess game, Su Yi stood up, threw the child back to the niche, turned around and walked to the front of the palace.
The three-legged stalemate has been deadlocked for so long, and now it is finally broken. Next, it depends on how the two devil emperors deal with it.
(End of this chapter)