Chapter 532: : Blackmail!

"This……!!!"
The ghostly lifelessness, boundlessness, is the manifestation of the power of this nether realm, but it still can't cover the bright light like the sun.
Fierce, high-spirited, majestic vitality machine, broke away the boundless cloud, straight into the sky of the underworld, one after another, shocked.
For Xuantian Cultivators in the sword tower, this scene was even more shocking. Looking at the figure in the bright golden light, and then looking at the ruthless face of the malignant king, I felt only uneasy in my heart.
This uneasy, both in Zhongli, but also the Nether King!
The conversation between the two just revealed too much information, that is, the ordinary ordinary audience in the live broadcast room can hear some clues, not to mention these well-established celestial monks?
At this moment, Cultivators felt like a man who had just fallen into the water. They had just grabbed a straw to save their lives and saw a hope of escape. But they found that the other end of the straw was a colorful tiger, hungry and hungry. , Bite and choose!
Facing such a cruel and so desperate reality, the practitioners were confused, and they did not know which side they should fall to.
Of course, as far as the current situation is concerned, it does not matter which side they fall to. What matters is the outcome of this war.
"This power ... No wonder dare to go alone into my realm!"
Faced with the power of the phoenix that seemed to penetrate the underworld, the look of the underworld did not change. Under the cold eyes, there was boundless death, and the nether sky fell down, blocking all directions, trapping the world, and turning this place into a place. Make an isolated battlefield.
The sacred battle is the most important of the three, one is the foundation, the other is the dojo, and the third is the magic soldier.
Nowadays, the three monarchs occupy the second place, which not only has a better foundation than Zhongli, but also has the support of the monarchy. Is the best proof.
No matter how strong the phoenix's power is, it also needs a foundation to rely on. How can Zhong Li stand alone, how can he withstand the merits of the monarch and the tens of millions of ghost repairs in the monarch.
In the dark sky, the ghost of the ghost swallowed the life of the Phoenix, and Ming Jun raised his hand and attacked first.
"Yan Luoyin!"
The same moves, the same supernatural powers, completely different powers, on top of the big seal, the glass tiger occupies a condensed scene, the temple of the underworld, the emperor of Yanlu, the death of the palm of life, dare not follow.
"Oh!"
Zhong Li's body was shocked, and the shadow of the Phoenix appeared to protect him, counteracting the power of Yan Luo's death sentence, and the vitality and death were collided fiercely, constantly passing away.
Just when the two sides were at a standstill, they heard a deep drink, and the figure of the Ming Jun swooped like a thunder, struck out again, and took Zhong Li straight away.
Yan Luo is the of the underworld, most of his strength is above the power of the underworld, but now Zhongli is holding the power of phoenix life, and is competing with the power of the underworld to judge death, so he wants to separate the victory and defeat, I do not know to fight How long does it take to know how many things will happen.
Therefore, Ming Jun chose the method of quick victory, while the power of the Ming God suppressed the power of the Phoenix, and fought close to it, trying to defeat Zhongli's defensive force with this double pressure.
The of the nether world reappeared, and the rage struck, and the power of the nether was hidden in it, swallowing the vitality of all things, and passing through, it was a scene of silence.
Faced with such an offensive, Zhong Li did not dare to resist with his body, only raised his hand and attacked.
"Boom!"
The two palms handed over, the flesh and blood body, but the thunder bursting roared, the power of terror collided between the gray palm and the golden armor, and finally poured like a torrent, pouring in all directions, under the feet of the two The earth was devastated, instantly sinking in three feet, cracking like a cobweb.
The Red Mansion was only as early as the Ming Dynasty, and the monarch was temporarily wiped out. The only thing in this battlefield at the moment was the earth under the feet of the two.
The sacred warfare, the damage caused is not trivial, even in this Xuantian world, there is the possibility of collapse, not to mention a domain in Xuantian Realm?
According to common sense, this earth is annihilated, why is it only sinking three feet now?
It is because of the monarch, this monarchy is the monastery of monarch, and it is his foundation. He naturally does not want the monarchy to be destroyed, so from the beginning, he blocked the heaven and earth space with the power of the monarch.
Forbid the world, not only to avoid the destruction of the underworld by the battle between the two sides, but also to cut off the back road of Zhongli, and completely push him into desperation.
"Dark King still has power."
"It seems that the outcome of this battle has been fixed."
"The Supreme is the Supreme, innately out of reach!"
"This person proves by force that the most tyrannical one is the flesh. However, the monarch is a sanctification of the yin spirit, born from death, declining and flourishing. The body of the meditation is also arrogant, legendary its fighting The dragon emperor who can't stop the endless sea is his nemesis. "
"Cultivation is inadequate, and physical body is also inadequate. Although that vitality is strong, but in this nether world, it is difficult to support a single tree, is it an enemy of the King?"
Compared to the audience in the live broadcast room, the celestial monks in the sword tower are undoubtedly more thorough. The battle between them is only a moment, and they can see the pros and cons of both sides.
As Xuantian Zhongxiu thought, Ming Jun now firmly grasps the initiative on the battlefield, not only has the spare power to protect the Nether, from being destroyed by war, but also can continue to exert pressure on Zhong Li.
"Drink!"
With just a deep drink, the right hand held by Jun Jun and Zhong Li was raised again, and after an inch of charge, the gray palm suddenly burst out with an unimaginable horror force, even if Zhong Li could not bear it, and it was smooth. A few feet away.
The anode becomes the yin, the cathode becomes the yang, everything in the world, the phase-to-phase destruction, the phase-to-phase mutual destruction, the same is true of the ghost cultivation. There is no physical body to rely on, only the soul cultivation of the soul cultivation. Born dead.
The body of the God of Darkness that has been achieved is actually a first-class and arrogant war body in this world. It can fight the real dragon and fight the King Kong, but it is a powerful reliance that the ghost and of the underworld is based on the world. Although it has advantages, it is not absolute. Under the accumulation gap, it falls into weakness.
Zhong Li seemed to know this too, and did not continue to fight against him with strength. The real dragon's blade of war twirled and slashed out again, trying to save the situation with the power of this magical soldier.
As the Dao Divine Soldier of the Ancient True Dragon's life and double cultivation, all the destructive power of this True Dragon's War Blade is in line with Zhong Ligong's body. Now he is urged by his True Yuan, and his power is more multiplied. The body of the of war may not be able to resist.
However, in the face of this heavy dragon blade, Ning Jun had no intention of retreating. With his hands in one, he greeted the blade.
"boom!"
Then, only heard a loud clang that stirred the mind, and the body of Ming Jun was still as stable as Taishan, with his arms in front of him, and he lived up the blade of the true dragon war blade.
"This……!"
"The body of the of darkness is strong like this?"
"This is the Divine Weapon of Ancient Dragon's life and double cultivation!"
"No, this is ..."
Within the sword tower, the eyes of all the practitioners condensed, and then they suddenly lost their voices: "Life and death, Yin and Yang, fellow initiates!"
The eyes of the practitioners, nailed to the intersection of the arms of the Ming King and the True Dragon Blade, it is clearly visible at this moment that the blade of the True Dragon Blade did not touch the arms of the Ming King, but was black and white. The vortex resisted, the destructive force poured out by the blade fell into the vortex, if the mud bull entered the sea, it would disappear in the invisible.
Seeing this scene, not to mention everyone, it was Zhongli, who was a little surprised. Looking at his malignant under his knife, he murmured: "No wonder ..."
The of darkness, ordered by heaven, is also limited by heaven. As the gods sealed by heaven and earth, power is everything to them. Once they are abandoned by heaven and earth, and power is lost, they will know nothing.
The monarch is also a of meditation, but it is different from the of meditation, because in addition to his authority, he also cultivates the power of the nether world, even stepping into the sacred state, mastering the power of life and death, yin and yang, and the power of six reincarnations.
Based on this, even if he abandons the position of the of darkness, he is still a sacred, a sacred not limited by heaven and earth.
This is what the Xuantian Cultivator said, and it ’s an incredible thing to put in the of the dark.
In fact, even in the ancient times, such characters are rare, and each one is a talent for the world, and it is expected to be in harmony, even the most holy existence of heaven.
Unfortunately……
Zhong Li looked indifferent, staring at Ming Jun, and said coldly, "This is what you want in your heart?"
Facing Zhong Li's gaze, Xingjun's expression was also indifferent, and said coldly: "No, this is just the beginning, I-I will be beyond the limits of heaven and earth, and the achievement is supreme!"
In the voice of discourse, yin and yang are instantaneous, life and death are retrograde, six reincarnations are unfolded, engulfing Zhongli's blade, and enveloped towards the body.
God of Darkness, God-given deity, the sacredness of the realm of comprehension of the Tao is the limit, and only by leaping forward oneself can achieve the supreme realm of Taoism, Taoism, and even the legend.
This is an unachievable goal that King Jun has been pursuing.
"Supreme?"
Listening to this, Zhong Li smiled inexplicably and said, "It is better than me, let me talk!"
"Yin!"
In the voice of the words, Long Yin exploded, with the power of infinite destruction, tearing through the six reincarnations, the power of life and death, and the yin and yang qi, could not resist the true dragon blade, and instantly collapsed into nothing.
"How come!"
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"Boom!"
A loud noise trembles, outside Loulan City, in the sky, a red blood sword pagoda emerges, and hundreds of millions of red blood sword flow blooms with it, straight to Loulan City below.
"This……"
"What's the matter?"
"Not good ... This sword tower!"
In the blood-blooded sword tower, the practitioners didn't know what happened, and they felt a sudden change. Only then was the extremely stable sword tower, which broke apart in an instant and turned into a mighty sword flow, plunging into the underworld. Among the earth.
Suddenly gained freedom, but the practitioners were not a little excited, because at the moment they were in the air, but the real elements in their bodies were still like dead water, and they could not be mobilized at all.
Zhenyuan could not be mobilized. The heavenly order monks who had been high and high in the past suddenly became the birds of the bow, screaming and falling down one by one.
Fortunately, although Zhenyuan could not be transferred, the physical strength of the celestial monks was still there, so everyone was just disgraced and did not lose their lives.
Of course, at this moment they can't take care of these anymore. Looking around, this Loulan city has been cut off by the red blood sword flow. Tens of thousands of red blood warriors are criss-crossed. Like a storm, the city is enveloped in the sky. The dark clouds are also torn apart, no, not just the dark clouds, even the boundary between the underworld and the Profound Sky world has been torn apart, and there is an infinite universe in the sky.
In an instant, the sun is overcast, and hundreds of millions of stars vibrate, based on the punishment of the Fa-rectification, and the blood-red soldiers as the guide.