Chapter 2439: Strong revenge

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Qinglong Dasheng landed, his breath was wilting, and he had already suffered a very serious injury.
There are three people standing above him at the top, two of them are false gods, and one is the great sacred element.
"Qinglong, you didn't expect to have it today."
The great sage looked at the Qinglong Dasheng, which was languid, and said with a sneer: "You can rest assured that you will not be alone. Among the four holy beasts, you are now one. You are the ones of your life star. Dasheng, you should be the last one. So, in your return journey, there is a group of great saints who will not be bored."
"Why?" Qinglong Dasheng manifested a person, looked up at the two false gods, and the blood in his mouth continued to overflow.
"One round is back, everything is over. Your mission has been completed, and there is no need to live!" The false above Tianzhu said indifferently.
"When all of you die, we will go to Ziyan, and the new reincarnation is about to begin. By that time, there will be a new era coming." Yuanyuan Dasheng looked at Qinglong Dasheng and said: "In the new era You are superfluous, let's die now!"
The power of the Great Holy Spirit in front of the great sage began to surge, and a strong atmosphere swept the world.
"He has not lived." The pseudo-god next to him said faintly.
Qinglong Dasheng suffered a strong attack from both of them, and the vitality is dying, and it will not last long.
"Then let him die faster, he lived too long!"
The basic sage of the elementary resentment said that his attack did not stop, and even became more and more terrible, wanting to immediately annihilate the Qinglong Dasheng.
"boom!"
The power of the great sacred sacredness, in front of the great sage of the sect, gathered into a beastly head.
The beast head opened his mouth and made a loud roar, and swooped toward the Qinglong Dasheng.
Next to the two pseudo-god, quietly watching this scene, no words to stop, even with a touch of laughter on his face.
Qinglong Dasheng looked up and his hair danced in the violent wind. He was already at the end of his power. Even if he did not do anything, he could not live.
So in the face of such an attack, he did not make the slightest response, and even could not respond, just watching the beast head fall, waiting for death to come.
His expression is calm, it is the calm in the face of death, it can be seen that he has already seen through life and death. But there is still a touch of unwillingness in the depths of his eyes, which is unwilling to the fate of the future life star.
The protoss shot, the bottom of the wages, the destruction of all the great saints, the star of life may no longer have a future.
All kinds of thoughts linger in my heart, and finally turned into a sigh, perhaps this is fate.
The fate of the Star of Life!
Seeing that the animal head is about to fall, death is about to come. At this time, I saw his front, the space was distorted, and a thunder light appeared from it.
This thunderous light, dazzling and glaring, exudes a violent breath, forming a thunder light curtain, blocking the front of the beast.
The head of the beast roared in anger, and the power of the great sage was raging, and he wanted to swallow the thunder of light.
In the eyes of Qinglong Dasheng, a figure that is not tall, but shines with the thunder of light, walks out of the void, and he blocks in front of him. The thunder light curtain before the palm blocks the strong blow of the primitive saint. .
The beast head is roaring in madness, the sound is shocking, and the power of the great saint is raging in madness, but it is impossible to pass through the light curtain.
"Purple!" Qinglong Dasheng shouted, and the expression of the original fate rekindled hope at this moment.
As long as the purple scorpion is still there, as long as this anti-sky is not degraded, then the star of life still has a future.
"scatter!"
The indifferent purple cicada, indifferent to say a word, the thunder light curtain in front of his palm, began to extend toward the animal head until it was completely shrouded, like a huge violent thunder ball.
The Thunder was raging, and the thunder was rolling. In the violent thunderball, there was a screaming scream, and the thunderbolt dissipated, and the animal head had disappeared.
On the top of the scorpio, the look of the great sacred element changed, and the eyes fixed toward the bottom.
After seeing the standing purple cicada, his face changed again.
The two false gods beside him were frowning. Just a moment, they actually felt some kind of threat.
"It's him! It's him! He is the singer of the anti-celestine!" At this time, the slightly excited voice of the elementary sacred voice sounded up.
Originally just the two false gods of frowning, at this moment, looking at the eyes of Zi Yan, there is light. Their purpose is to kill the of the sky, in addition to killing the great saint of the Star of Life.
It’s just that I haven’t been able to find the other side’s traces all the time. I didn’t expect the other party to appear here.
I ignored the three people on the Scorpio. Zi Yan turned to look at Qinglong Dasheng and said with apologetic apology: "Sorry, it’s late."
Qinglong Dasheng shook his head and said: "As long as you are alive, everything is not too late!"
Zi Yan looked awkwardly and deploreed: "I have previously perceived the call and entered a place of opportunity. I didn't expect this to happen."
He regrets now, regretting that he was going to enter the floating hall. "I killed everyone!"
In the previous dialogue between the two sides, Zi Yan’s use of spiritual thoughts has been clearly heard, and the Great Holy Spirit from the Star of Life should be left with nothing.
Looking at the sinful purple scorpion, Qinglong Dasheng solemnly said: "Ciple, you don't have to blame yourself! You represent the rules of the Star of Life, as long as you don't fall, the Star of Life will not be suppressed, the strong It will continue to appear. Remember, you have to live, the power of the star of life will continue to flow. Even if we die, there will be later people!"
"There will be no later generations, and your genius sacred kings have been slaughtered." On the top, the sacred scorn of the elementary sacred scorns: "And this guy will soon die too. Life is Star, there is no future."
Qinglong Dasheng is somewhat sad, but his expression does not change much. He has already seen through life and death, not afraid of life and death. Even if all the geniuses are destroyed, as long as the purple scorpion is still alive, there will be new geniuses in the Star of Life. Be aware that the place where they live is the land that is known as the miracle of life.
The purple scorpion turned around and only swept the sacred sacred eye. After that, he stopped paying attention and his eyes fell on the two false gods.
With the rule blessing of the Thunder Temple, his perception is very keen, and he can sense other things besides the power of God.
On the false on the left, he felt a few familiar scent, or a familiar curse of breath.
Among them are good and evil monks, but also some wars, and other companions.
This breath is the last curse, these people have already lost their hands.
Recalling that when he entered the floating hall, the monk clutched him tightly, threatening to see himself if he did not bring himself in.
When he asked the monk why, the monk smiled and said that there was a lot of crisis here, and there would be no chance to die.
This is just a joke. Zi Yan does not think that anyone can kill the monk who is the best of the great sacred, and that is so embarrassing, how can you put yourself in a dangerous situation?
But I did not expect that a joke at the time became true.
When I returned again, I was no longer seen!
He slowly turned his head and his eyes fell on the right side of the false god. From him, he felt the curse from Lu Peng.
Lu Peng is a strategist, a partner who grew up with Zi Yan, and the first division of the entire life star.
But I did not expect that he also fell.
From these cursing atmospheres, Zixiao knows everyone's death, plus the Qinglong Dasheng, which may fall down at any time, the strongest of the entire life star, perhaps really is not much.
But he did not immediately anger, threatened to avenge everyone, his face did not have any expression of grievances, and even not very angry, it seems very calm.
"You have to die!"
"Everyone has to die!"
He just looked at the three people and said these two words calmly, in order to express the mood at this moment.
"Just by you?" The basic sacred still sneered in disdain.
The purple sable back thunder appears, vibrates, and the figure disappears.
Like the speed of teleportation, he stood in front of the two false gods, and the pupils of the two men shrank. It was an accident for the speed of the purple cicada bursting in an instant.
The purple eyes looked at the two calmly, and there was no slight mood swing in the eyes, just like watching a dead person.
He punched his fist and thundered, illuminating the four fields.
"boom!"
The energy in this boxing blasted, and a thunderous light formed a wave of scatters in all directions.
The sacred sacred sacred face with a disdain on his face was swept out by this wave of shocks. When he stabilized his figure and saw the scene ahead, his face was full of shock.
The purple scorpion punched out a protoss, and the protoss who were still playing coughed up blood.
What a powerful force is this?
At this time, the purple scorpion continued to rush forward to the second false god.
The latter's face changed dramatically, and he even took the initiative to prop up the defense, and did not fight against it, which made the basics of the great cause even more unexpected.
Then, the scene that made him frightened appeared. I saw that the purple boxing broke the defense of the Protoss and hit the other's chest.
When the Protoss was flying backwards, he could still hear the broken bones, the blood coughed by the Protoss, and the visceral debris.
A punch is seriously injured!
"This is a Protoss. He is just a holy king. How can it be so strong?"
The horror of the foundation of the great sage, this problem is beyond the scope he foresees.
The Qinglong Dasheng below, quietly watching this scene, his face showed a smile.
With such a powerful purple scorpion, I believe that the Star of Life must have a bright future.
"Hey!"
On the top of the sky ~EbookFREE.me~ bright knife light flashed, the knife light across the space, went straight to the flying false gods, and passed his neck.
The vitality of the Protoss is extinguished in an instant, and it is dead!
Two strikes, killing a Protoss!
"How can this be?!"
Looking at the corpse of the Protoss descending from the sky, the great sage of the Primitives can no longer describe the mood at the moment.
Is it shocking? Is it horror? Still frightened?
Or all!
In short, the power of the purple scorpion exceeded his foresight, so that he did not escape immediately after seeing the Protoss dying, but stood there as a petrified, motionless.
The protoss who had been beaten by the purple scorpion, although shocked by the power of the purple scorpion, responded very quickly. After sensing the death of his companion, he turned and ran.