Chapter 326: Light up the mountains and rivers!

The demon Ruoxian who strongly suppressed Su Guanchao and Nie Bahuang, once again heard the name "Nuer", her heart became increasingly anxious and annoyed. She was still unable to accept it, even if it was forced, even if she found a way to fight back, after all, she was proud. Sexual, so the only way to vent is killing.
She moved sideways and punched out in the void.
Jin Zhilong, who heard the name "Nu'er", was a little stunned. He looked at the murdered Yao Ruoxian in amazement. This expression pierced Yao Ruoxian even more deeply, and she shot even harder.
The same is the Eucharist!
When they clash, they appear to be even more domineering, the Saint-Prestige clashes, the Saint-Intention clashes, and the Saints Facing the Saint Eyes, as well as the advantage of the Jin Zhilong realm, the result is still regressed by the demon Ruoxian, unable to bear it.
When Su Guanchao and Nie Bahuang saw this, they rushed to help each other.
The three join forces to fight the demon Ruoxian!
The demon Ruoxian has a high fighting spirit, like a peerless fairy swaying his own demeanor, between his hands flying, the holy light surges, billowing waves of light, covering this area.
She suppressed the three masters.
I have to say that Yao Ruoxian is really a powerful metamorphosis.
But I have to say that Jin Zhilong sadly reminded him that facing the demon Ruoxian, he was like facing the publicity and the inner jealousy left by the trip to bury the immortal. It affected him that he could not exert much strength at all, otherwise he would only be a realm advantage, the Eucharist Being with the holy pupil is enough to fight with the demon Ruoxian, and you don't necessarily lose.
The impact of psychological problems is often the greatest.
No matter how embarrassed Jin Zhilong feels, he just can't show it. The demon Ruoxian's extraordinary demeanor in the funeral of the immortal Yuan appears in his mind from time to time, affecting him.
This also means that when the shackles of the heart are broken, Jin Zhilong is bound to be truly invincible.
Without these three people, the other Sky Guards could not influence Zhang Yang.
Just need Shengwei to release, and they oppressed them to vomit blood and fly out.
Zhang Yang came to the portrait of Emperor Tai.
Buried in Xianyuan, the river of dead souls, the figure set off a huge wave, whether clear or fuzzy, is incomparable with the portrait in front of him.
Taihuang, lifelike, looks like his prime in his thirties.
His appearance is handsome, his hair is thick and shiny, his smooth forehead is shimmering, and his face is slightly long and narrow, which gives people a not-so-good feeling of coldness.
The thick eyebrows are like a knife, and the eyes are deep. Even the portraits seem to contain infinite majesty.
The high nose, thin lips, and slightly curled corners of the mouth reveal a sense of arrogance and contempt for everything.
The overall feeling of the portrait is somewhat depressed, as if suppressed on the spiritual level of the person.
It's hard to imagine who painted this, and it's so vivid that people who are not determined can see it and kneel on the ground and creep in fear.
In the same way, the call for blood became stronger and stronger as he was close at hand. He was very sure that there was a third light in the portrait of Emperor Tai.
This also means that the portrait of Taihuang is not simple.
He simultaneously urged the killing thunder sacred power and the sun sacred power.
For a time, the Holy Thunder of Slaughter and the Holy Fire of the Sun blasted out at the same time, and amidst the roar of thunder, it blasted fiercely on the portrait of Emperor Taihuang.
This action triggered Jin Zhilong's roar. He wanted to rush to stop him, but was strongly suppressed by Yao Ruoxian.
Thunder is sacred thunder, fire is sacred fire, thunder fire is strong bombardment, even if there is no explosion of killing thunder sacred power and sun sacred power, it is still very impressive.
However, the portrait of the Emperor was safe and sound, as if a gust of wind blew by, shaking slightly.
Zhang Yang's eyes were full of Li Mang, and he shouted angrily: "Holy artifact!"
He never expected that a portrait was actually a sacred tool.
To say that many of the sacred objects are picture scrolls, but the portraits of people are sacred objects, which he saw for the first time.
During the fierce battle, Jin Zhilong laughed and said: "It turns out that the Taihuang ancestor himself painted it. The Taihuang's realm must have reached an unthinkable level. It may be beyond the holy way, painted by hand, and the mortal can be a sacred instrument. Hahaha. The Xu Dynasty is destined to dominate the Western Desert and dominate the world. If you oppose us, you are doomed to defeat, and we are the winners...Ah!"
He was staggered by the demon Ruoxian.
However, Jin Zhilong is really beginning to break the shackles of his heart. It is not his intention. It is not his intention. With the help of the portrait of the Emperor, the little truth brought by the blood return to his ancestors, his strength will become stronger and stronger. Yao Ruoxian contended.
Zhang Yang is not talking nonsense, directly stirring the blood.
The heavens illuminated by the blood, and the illuminated death appeared at the same time. If the blood was boiled by the water, it was violently surging, and the light of the two lamps merged with the blood to reveal the surface of the body, and a brain flooded towards the portrait of the Emperor.
The first two lights have changed as a result.
Especially the second lamp, the dark impurities in the lamp, are driven out by adding the light of the first lamp.
This time is no exception.
The blood and energy into the portrait of the Emperor directly caused a little light to appear in the portrait of the Emperor of the sacred vessel level.
Zhang Yang squinted his eyes with murderous intent.
There are dozens of fire spots in the Taihuang portrait, which means that the third lamp should have been blown out before being sealed.
Who did it?
How wonderful is the light, how can it be broken?
He was full of doubts.
And those fire spots gained vitality. To be precise, after the light blessing of these two lamps, they were like chicken blood, and the burst of "roaring roar" turned into fist-sized fireballs.
Stabbed! Stabbed! Stabbed!
The portrait of Emperor Tai was quickly burned out one after another.
This shocked Jin Zhilong who was fighting fiercely.
That's a holy artifact!
It was actually going to be burned.
More importantly, the portrait of Taihuang was burned, which was tantamount to hitting the face of Taixu Dynasty.
Jin Zhilong was furious, and the surging bloodline of the ancestors in his body violently rioted, gushing out of his body surface, turning into glazed light, allowing him not only to fully exert his combat power at once, but also to surpass his normal state, with a strong confrontation against the demon.
boom!
The demon Ruoxian attacked him domineeringly, but he was bombarded and flew back more than ten meters.
Jin Zhilong took a big step back seven or eight steps, his realm superiority finally manifested, roared and went straight to the public.
Yao Ruoxian wanted to intercept and kill again, and she was already slow, and Su Guanchao and Nie Bahuang attacked and blocked her crazy, making her completely unable to stop Jin Zhilong.
Jin Zhilong is really like a violent mad dragon, killing it fiercely.
The shackles in his heart have been broken, and his domineering and fierce and terrifying.
Rampantly, like a dragon crushing the world.
Zhang Yang stared at the portrait of Emperor Tai Huang, did not turn his head or move his body, but made a fist with his right hand and punched it horizontally.
boom!
Jin Zhilong was beaten and flew out.
Zhang Yang closed his fist, and the blood on his body swelled out again, pouring more violently into the flames above the Taihuang portrait, making the flames more vigorous.
In the picture scroll of the Emperor Taihuang, there are strands of light radiating in the flames, as if finding the owner, it rushed straight into Jin Zhilong's body, making his bloodline of returning ancestors roar and riot, if the true essence of the bloodline is derived, it will also let His Holy Body, Holy Eye, and combat power are all undergoing subtle changes.
The flames that had received enough blood breath finally began to converge, blend together, and turn into a huge flame, cracking the Emperor's picture scroll, melting.
Zhang Yang has always strongly supported the blood.
When the flame reached its extreme, the ruptured Taihuang scroll was washed away by the eruption of the flame.
boom!
The flame exploded and turned into countless sparks, rushing into the public skin and submerged in blood.
Above the broken heavenly court reappeared the posture of shooting stars falling in pieces.
The bolide fell to the ground, illuminating the scene under the court that day.
It was a cracked earth and mountain river.