Chapter 2111: Prince Ling

The monk present showed an inexplicable look on his face.
But in an instant, they all felt their flesh and blood, as if they were about to be frozen.
And it was directly frozen to death! This feeling made them look shocked in a flash.
Not to mention their realm, even the real martial arts when they first started practicing, they can almost never invade the cold and heat.
But now, the coldness that invades the bone marrow has caused them a kind of despair that all their vitality will be wiped out.
This can only be supernatural! And it's a supernatural power! In an instant, the Eight Wastelands and the Six Hexies were frozen, which made the scene's Yuan Yuan, Tian Xin Jing, and even the Purple Mansion feel a desperate desperation, which seemed like a hard time.
Countless terrified eyes, looking at the Taiqing emperor at this time, completely do not know what happened.
The Emperor Taiqing flashed a golden light at this moment.
In an instant, the dazzling brilliance, like the golden sun rising above the horizon, spreading over 100,000 miles.
Countless voids, at this time, seemed to be burned and melted into a translucent form.
Through this translucent void, a black shadow is rapidly spreading.
At the beginning, it was just a small black spot deep in the void.
But in a few blinking moments, this little black spot seemed to be a drop of thick ink dripping into the water cup and spread quickly.
The whole sky seems to be covered.
The dark, thick, catastrophic, and destructive breath suddenly wrapped up the entire sky, like an endless pot cover, covering the world.
This is a spirit of not losing the emperor of Taiqing.
Do not! Even stronger than the Taiqing Emperor! More fierce! More fierce! More intense! who is it?
One wave was unsettled and another wave started again.
The monk present felt his heart beating and bursting.
Right guardian at this time the broad sword in his hand trembling violently.
He frowned and looked up into the sky.
At this time, he saw the Emperor Taiqing made a gesture to him.
The right protector understood, after saluting respectfully, the figure appeared on the fairy island with a move.
At this moment, in the middle of the air, the Emperor Taiqing remained alone.
His binocular golden light, burning, rubbing violently, the black clouds like this day rolled violently.
A smell of iron blood surged out of the black cloud.
Woo, woo, wailing and howling, with the black cloud surging, bursting out, as if the ancient supreme grievances, were summoned out.
"Pretend to be a ghost and die!"
Emperor Taiqing gave a soft drink and raised his hand.
The gods and demon kingdoms immediately flashed gold and light, tens of thousands of golden awns, and Changhong generally shot away toward the sky, and instantly penetrated into the black cloud.
Puff puff puff puff! This series of movements is like a blade protruding into a person's body.
Just as everyone was shocked, a large stream of blood rushed out of the black cloud and turned into a downpour.
The boundless screams and wailing are like coming, coming out from the black cloud.
What is even more frightening is that the blood spilled from the black cloud spattered on the golden light, and immediately eroded the golden light, and there were large holes.
Seeing this scene, the golden gleam in the eyes of the emperor of the Taiqing Emperor flashed more and more, and a powerful aura, like the eternal river, entered the kingdom of gods and demons.
This treasure suddenly turned violently.
Thousands and hundreds of millions of golden lights condensed together, turned into a supreme unpredictable war intention of the gods, a little trembling, a golden giant sword that seemed to kill the infinite creatures condensed out.
As soon as this giant sword broke out, Qiankun was torn apart, the sword was galloping, and the sharp edge shone on the ancient archipelago of Kyushu.
The Emperor Taiqing waved his arm and controlled the golden giant sword towards the black cloud.
Sorry—the sound of the ripped cloth came.
Rolling black clouds, a cut that lasted hundreds of thousands of miles was cut immediately.
The blood pours down.
The wailing and wailing screamed, and the sea was violently turbulent.
Many monks on Xiandao shivered, and their souls were all frightened and wiped out.
Listening to this scream, the Taiqing Emperor's face remained unchanged, his eyes were like gigantic waves, his arms were waving, and he grabbed and patted.
The golden giant sword suddenly turned into a torrent that was faster than the light, and shot fiercely into the torn black cloud.
Jin Ge iron horses, swallowing the momentum of the mountains and rivers, fighting to discolor the world, the sun and moon dull.
"Come well!"
A roar came from behind the black cloud.
At the next moment, the sound of violent impact, collapse of mountains and rivers, explosion of steel, and bursts of lightning.
The golden giant sword trembles violently.
The part that pierced into the black cloud seemed to be fighting fiercely.
In an instant, countless magic shadows overlapped and wept violently, projecting from the blood in the sky.
"get out!"
In the eyes of the Taiqing Emperor, his eyes were angry, his tongue fluttered with spring thunder, and the golden giant sword was captured by the volley, pulling suddenly.
Rumble rumbling! The giant sword was pulled out of the black thick cloud, and at the same time, a black ghost hand was also brought out! This ghost hand is almost as big as the golden giant sword, and now he is holding the blade sharply.
Countless injustices and ghosts screamed violently around ghost hands, and endless blood sprayed from above.
At this moment when the ghost hand appeared, countless winds followed.
The world of millions of miles and tens of millions of miles seems to have become the world of evil spirits, ghosts and ghosts.
On the surface of Xiandao and Qingyun, a rainbow-like glow emerged at this moment.
Obviously, this is the Tianya Sect Master who has not made a sound, and has protected everyone present.
Otherwise, this tumultuous demon qi may be able to wipe out most of the disciples on Xiandao in an instant.
The monks on Qingyun will also suffer various injuries.
At this moment, the monks were shocked and looked towards the sky.
As soon as they raised their heads, they saw a man with an extremely burly body wrapped around with black stripes all over his body, flying out of the black cloud.
The man's whole body is like cast iron and steel, eclectic, and at the same time reveals incomparable strength.
The ghost hand holding the golden giant sword was controlled by him.
At this moment, the man laughed wildly, his voice shook the monk at the scene, hovering in midair.
Countless ghosts and ghosts flew around in the wind, condensing into a vast throne of ghosts, hovering behind him.
The man had a cruel smile on his face, a look of ease, and wrestled with the Taiqing emperor, sitting on the throne at the same time, grinning repeatedly.
"Zhao Wuji, hand over the qualification of the city of glory, I will spare you not to die!"
"It really is you."
The light in the eyes of the Taiqing Emperor rubbed violently. At this moment, it seemed to be burning the Milky Way, "Prince Ling Yao, do you really think you won me?"
"Prince Ling Yao?"
Many monks on Xiandao looked at each other without knowing the name.
But above Qingyun, the part of the monk who represented the highest level of Baoxiang Shangguo changed his face at this moment.
But there was one more person on Xiandao, whose expression suddenly became strangely strange at this time.
This person is Lin Miaoran.
She looked at the dark figure in the sky and murmured four words: "City of Glory?"