Chapter 769 Flying Sword in the Sky

Looking at the two oncoming three-legged golden crows full of thunder and fire, the gloomy pupils of the two black robe messengers once again revealed a touch of horror.

  The two of them wanted to get rid of the two-headed and three-legged Golden Crow by virtue of their physical fitness, but the latter followed them closely as if they were resurrected.

   "Looking for death!"

  The black robe right envoy couldn't help but yelled, the strange black mist around him quickly tossed, and countless skeletons and ghosts flew out of the black mist.

  These skeletons and ghosts instantly transformed into a huge ghost king, and rushed towards the oncoming three-legged golden crow.

   Soon this giant ghost raging with demonic energy fought with the three-legged golden crow full of thunder and fire.

  Although the size of the three-legged golden crow may not be comparable to that of the giant ghost king, the thunder fire of the sky emanating from the flapping of its wings can quickly wipe out the black devil energy.

  In the course of the battle, the painful roars of Li Gui being destroyed by thunder and fire continued to be heard, and then the figure of the ghost king quickly shrank.

However, the ghost king is after all the magical powers condensed by the peak magic cultivation in the late Jindan period, so the former is supported by the endless devilish energy released by the peak magic cultivation in the late Jindan period, and the three-legged golden crow is the first one that cannot be supported. .

  I saw that under the erosion of a large amount of devilish energy, the three-legged golden crow covered in thunder and fire began to become weaker and weaker.

  In the end, the two three-legged golden crows slowly dissipated in the devouring of the ghost king. Although the latter won the final victory, it quickly turned into a plume of smoke.

  The two black robe messengers who emerged from the weird black mist had very ugly expressions, a little gray-headed, and the black mist lingering around them was much thinner.

  It seems that although the two of them had the upper hand in the previous match, the devil energy consumed for this was also enormous.

  On the other side, Shen Huanchi and the other four who were in the [Tiangang Thunder Fire Array] did not dare to be careless, and worked together to maintain the full operation of the entire array.

  After all, their current opponents are two magic cultivators whose cultivation base has reached the peak of the late Jindan, and as we all know, magic cultivators are often more powerful and difficult in the same level.

  The exercises they practiced are more domineering, and the weird magical energy is also hard to guard against, and it is easy to be eroded into the body during the fight.

  But right now they have gathered the power of four people to work together to operate this large formation for magic repair, and there is a naive person, the great master of the formation, to coordinate.

  The four of them are still able to protect themselves in a short time.

  . . . . . .

   However, compared to the situation of Shen Huanchi and the other four, the True Monarch Qingyang on the other side is at risk under the joint hands of the leader and the fifth-order corpse refiner.

   "Puff"

   True Monarch Qingyang was hit by a close-in attack from the fifth-order corpse refiner.

  But he didn't have time to wipe the overflowing red blood at the corner of his mouth, and the blood-light attack of the white-faced youth had already come oncoming again.

  In this life-and-death crisis, True Monarch Qingyang decisively crushed the sword-shaped wooden sign in his hand, and shouted hysterically:

   "Friend Situ, if you don't take action at this time, when will you wait!"

  As the sword-shaped wooden sign shattered, countless fierce sword auras shot out from it instantly, and attacked the oncoming **** cult leader with lightning speed.

  At the moment those sharp sword auras appeared, a look of extreme shock flashed in the eyes of the white-faced young man.

  Emperor Nine Netherworld has galloped the Middle-earth cultivation world for thousands of years. He was extremely cautious throughout his life. At this time, he immediately noticed the danger coming, so he immediately turned around and wanted to escape from here.

  However, the countless sharp sword auras that appeared instantly blocked all his escape routes and successfully interrupted his secret escape method.

  At the same time, a huge sword light that was far faster than lightning fell directly from the sky, and slashed heavily on the body of Emperor Jiuyou Ming.

   "Boom."

   Accompanied by a sharp metal collision sound suddenly sounded, countless violent spiritual power fluctuations instantly swept in all directions.

  The spirit power fluctuations generated this time directly swept above the ground through the howling wind, causing the already collapsed Luqiu Mountain to be resplendent again.

  After the violent spiritual power fluctuations dissipated, an extremely vicious sword wound appeared on the weak body of the white-faced boy, and the devilish energy exuding from the whole person became stronger.

  In front of him, a man in Tsing Yi appeared out of thin air. The man was holding a long sword that shone with cold light, and looked at the boy in front of him with cold eyes.

   "Jie Jie Wan Dao Jianzong, a good move [Flying Immortals outside the sky]."

  At this time, Jiu Nether Emperor's eyes no longer had any panicked expressions, as an old demon who had been stellar for thousands of years.

  Through everything that happened just now, I already understood the current situation and clearly understood my current situation.

  Although the sword repair of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect suddenly appeared, it was indeed a big surprise to him, but there was only one person from the other party, and it was too much of his Nine Nether Emperors' eyes.

   "Sure enough, he is a member of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect. He will always be so arrogant and arrogant."

   Nine Nether Emperor looked at the emerging Situ Changkong without fear, could not help but ridicule, and seemed to intend to irritate the latter.

   "Back then, five Yuan Ying monks from the five holy places of the Eastern Region besieged and killed the emperor. The emperor can still escape from their hands. Today, you are alone. Jiejie"

  "You are very familiar with the view of this emperor. Could it be the golden core monk who was killed by the emperor's wife back then"

  As soon as this remark came out, the sword intent on Situ Changkong's body instantly became countless times stronger~lightnovelpub.net~ The terrifying sword intent seemed to shatter the entire void.

  The next moment, the endless fierce sword aura swallowed ten thousand meters of light, and then it flew crazy in the direction where the Nine Nether Emperor was standing.

   Looking at the fierce sword aura that overwhelmed the sky, Emperor Jiu You Ming's expression became slightly solemn, and it was obvious that he was also very jealous.

  After all, the opponent in front of him is a sword repairer, and he is still from the sacred land of the Eastern Region, the Yuan Ying period sword repair of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect.

  The reason why he angered the opponent before was just to affect the opponent's mood and also to win time for himself to suppress the internal injuries.

  Now that the opponent has already shot, he naturally doesn't dare to ask for a big deal anymore.

   "Come to the coffin!"

   With a loud shout, he immediately flew out a dark coffin from the blood cloud that obscured the sky behind him.

  The coffin appeared in front of the Nine Nether Emperor, the coffin plate slowly opened, and then the endless fierce corpse aura suddenly swept out.

  It is the [Sky Burial Coffin] that can be buried in the heavens!

  . . . . . .

  (End of this chapter)