Chapter seven hundred and ninety seventh persuasion is useless
Looking at Zhaoming who suddenly appeared, everyone was stunned. ()
At this time, Zhaoming's clothes were broken, the blood was not dissipated, and many scars were even seen not healing. His head was messy, and he couldn't say he was unkempt and dirty, but it was almost the same as his disheveled hair.
Facing the strong murderous aura that had not yet dissipated from his body, his tragic appearance, I knew that he must have returned from a war without asking any more questions.
"Zhaoming, why is it you? How could you come!" Liuyun Gong immediately exclaimed.
The whole plan is not only seamless, but it is also one after another. In order to be foolproof, everyone was prepared. It was not until Zhaoming took the challenge that the Taoist Sanqing used secret techniques to directly go directly from the prehistoric continent to the eighth level.
Returning to the Eighth Heaven from the Prehistoric Continent, Zhaoming was not an ordinary person to face, but the recognized first person and second person in the Prehistoric Continent today.
In such a hurry, no one thought that Zhaoming could win, and even if he could win the first battle, it was unexpected. In Liuyun Gong's opinion, Zhaoming's ending was nothing more than three.
One is to die in Longlang Mountain, the other is to win the battle in Longlang Mountain, and then lose in the fifth level of heaven. The third type is the best result for Zhaoming: after winning the first battle, he knew that he was powerless to turn the world back, so he found a place to hide and wait for revenge in the future.
But no matter how hard he wanted to break his head, he never thought that Zhaoming would appear here.
"You are actually here!" Duanmu Gong took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice: "You... Where is my king!"
Zhaoming grabbed the head on his waist and threw it to the ground with his back hand, and said word by word: "Since I'm here, he's naturally dead!"
If Zhaoming said this simply, no one would believe it. Even Di Jun, Shura and Kunpeng Taoist were suspicious. They just thought that Zhaoming said this to disintegrate the morale of the other party.
But looking at the head that was thrown on the ground, no one could say anything. Although he was dead, no one would recognize the appearance of the prince Dong, and no one would think that Zhaoming used the method of covering his eyes to deceive everyone.
"What a king of the East!"
The Shangqing Taoist, who was fighting Shura, took a breath and his hands were slower. He had a high opinion of himself, but he also had self-knowledge. Apart from the magic weapon factor, the strength of the Dongwanggong must be above him.
Now that the other party has actually defeated and even killed the Eastern Prince, it means that it can also cause a risk of killing to him.
Duanmu Gong fell down before he flew to his head, trembling hands, picked up the head of the Eastern Prince. After carefully looking at it, he cried out in pain: "Master!"
The voice was heartbroken. The person who heard it was crying did not include Zhaoming. Only he himself knew how dangerous that battle was. If he had not realized the true fire of the sun that turned into Tai Chi, the one who came here with his head was Dongwang, and the person who held his head and cried bitterly would have been Di Jun and Shura.
His eyes swept over Liuyun Gong, Duanmu Gong and the King of Arrow God, Zhaoming raised his head and said loudly: "Today I will only pursue the crime. Since the Eastern Prince is dead, I will not have happened today. You all go!"
It was not that he did not dare to fight. It was just that the high priest of the witch clan did something that made him suspicious. He happened to use Yin and Yang to transform Tai Chi, so that he could understand the true fire of the sun. He also happened to say a lot of things, allowing himself to get here as soon as possible.
He had a feeling that the high priest of the witch clan seemed to have deliberately let him go. If this is true, why would he be willing?
After thinking about it, the biggest possibility is to let yourself go back to the seventh level of heaven and fight with the immortal clan. At that time, both sides will suffer losses, which will naturally benefit the witch clan.
He was also in a conflict at this moment, but reason told him that the more the witch high priest wanted to do something, the less it could not allow it to happen.
"Let's go! Let's go!" Duanmu Gong whistled to the sky, his voice shrill: "You think that things have never happened today, I don't want to do it yet! If you kill my immortal king, you can only give up if you live one day!"
Neither Liuyun nor the Arrow God King spoke, but one stretched out his palm to guide the clouds and smoke in the sky, and the other posed a bow and arrow, which was already showing his attitude. Today, this matter would never be abandoned.
"I just knew that the more was bullying the less, right?" Shura shouted angrily, naturally trying to come over and fight side by side with Zhaoming.
But how could the Taoist Shangqing let him succeed? The offensive, which had been slightly slowed down, immediately accelerated and shouted coldly: "I still want to be distracted. It seems that I don't have enough strength!"
"Ha!" He shouted loudly and directly sacrificed the Pangu Banner. The chaotic light fell down, like heavy rain intertwined. The power was slightly less than before, but it was dense and had nowhere to escape.
"You bastard, don't let me get the chance, otherwise I will have to live or die!" Shura shouted, but it was useless. He could only join forces with the Blood Evil Buddha behind him, relying on the Blood Shadow Crazy Sword, the Red Zen Staff and the Skeleton Buddhist Beads to barely support him.
But even so, every time the light of chaos pours out, his body feels like he has been stroked by a thorn, and his flesh and blood flies, and the light of chaos is instantly turned into the essence of heaven and earth, dissipating without a trace.
It’s not because Shura’s strength is not enough. He is really a Taoist in Shangqing who has the highest cultivation level. He doesn’t need too many treasures to have a combat power that exceeds others. At this moment, he holds two treasures in his hand, and how many people in the world can guarantee that they can surpass him.
The Taoist Shangqing, who had the upper hand, did not have much joy at this moment. He had a look of flesh and blood, his eyes flashed, and he did not seem to be too focused on the battlefield, but was thinking about something in his heart. At this time, he simply used two treasures to restrain Shura.
The death of the Eastern Prince was beyond everyone's expectations, and such a result was not planned. But what consequences would be caused once things really happened is really unpredictable, especially for the Sanqing Taoist.
Without this king of the immortal clan, it would naturally be easier for the three of them to expand their influence in the Kunlun Fairyland. However, the Taoist Sanqing has always shown himself in a peaceful and upright manner, and it seems inappropriate to suddenly change his posture.
Especially in their identities, they know many secrets that others don’t know. If they cannot achieve the level of emperor, they cannot do whatever they want even with the ability of the three.
The three of them had the idea of secretly guiding everything. Once the Dong Prince died, for his own benefit, he would probably stand up and lead the immortal clan.
The citron that made the first move was rotten first. It was really hard to predict whether it was good or bad, and even he was a little difficult to decide.
Here Shura was completely suppressed by the Shangqing Taoist, while the other side of the Di Jun was willing to help but couldn't get rid of it.
The one who fought with him was the head of the Three Pure Ones. Taoist Taiqing was slightly distracted by Zhaoming's arrival at first, but at this moment he was completely in a state of combat.
The flat crutch in his hand and the Tai Chi diagram above his head attack and defense, even if Di Jun has a three-foot bronze sword, it will be useless.
Looking at the three people who were already gathering their true energy and preparing to take action, Zhaoming did not look panicked, but said to Shang Yang, Fei Lian, Yingzhao and others behind him: "You lead the army to leave the battlefield first."
As the dispute arose, the Immortal King took action. Without the Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation, these people only increased casualties.
"It's not that easy to leave!"
The flowing clouds roared with a long roar, swallowing the mountains and rivers, and the clouds and smoke roared thousands of miles, like a galaxy stirring, with a huge ray of light.
Before, because the Taoist Sanqing was on the side, he didn't dare to give up everything, but it was different at this time. The Dongwang Duke died and the immortal clan had no leader. What was the future? It was really unpredictable. He was also panicked at this moment, no matter what else, he just wanted to find the place first.
The only way to use the lives of these millions of demons to commemorate the Eastern Prince.
"Everyone is the mainstay of the immortal clan. If there is any casualty, it is probably a big problem for the immortal clan. If a person dies, it is more important to live!" Zhaoming said loudly again. He knew that the effect of this was limited, but he also tried his best to do his best.
"Don't think about what's going on today! Stay it all for me!"
Liuyun Gong roared, and the clouds were vast, as if the craze of heaven and earth was slaying towards the army.
"Since you want to die, you can't blame me!"
Zhaoming held the flames in his hand and killed Liuyun Gong. Seven flying fire meteors danced wildly, guiding Yin and Yang Xuanhuo to turn into two giant dragons to block all the infinite clouds and smoke.
"Zhaoming, it depends on how many people you can protect!"
Duanmu Gong shouted loudly, and countless lightning was stormed at Zhaoming, intending to entangle Zhaoming and let Liuyun Gong kill people.
At this time, the Arrow God King shot out a nine-star series of arrows and rushed towards Zhaoming Zi Mansion.
"You are wrong. If you kill three of you, I can protect everyone!"
Zhaoming raised his hand and sacrificed the Fusang treasure tree. The branches and leaves swayed, attracting waves of heaven and earth energy, and cooperating with the body of the innate objects to block the nine-star chain arrows.
The fire escape technique flashed, and he approached Duanmu Gong, stretched out his hand and grabbed Duanmu Gong directly.
"ah!"
Duanmu Gong roared, and all the lightning condensed on his body exploded, turning into a thundercloud storm and directly submerged Zhaoming.
This move is a desperate move, hurting others and oneself, and its power is terrifying. Although Duanmu Gong was furious, he also knew that Zhaoming was not a good person, so he did not dare to keep it at all.
But even so, after the smoke and dust disappeared, Zhaoming still stood up. Even though his body was surrounded by lightning, it was not a big deal.
"Duanmu Gong, I will give you one last chance. If you retreat, you will still not retreat!"
Zhaoming shouted loudly. Although most people still felt that the demon clan was still at a disadvantage, only he himself knew that his chances of winning were far beyond others' expectations.
Not to mention anything else, Duanmu Gong, who was just caught by him, was already half a dead person in his eyes.
If he said calmly, Duanmu Gong might have retreated. Unfortunately, he could not care about this situation, especially Zhaoming's tone, which made him unable to show any shame.
Seeing Duanmu Gong activate his true energy again, he was ready to use the same trick again, and bombard him with a thunder cloud storm again.
Zhaoming no longer hesitated, Yin and Yang Xuanhuo walked along his arm towards Duanmu Gong, and rushed into the other party's thunder and lightning in the blink of an eye.
Goodbye, the flames whirled, and golden light turned out from the red red.
Before everyone could react, Duanmu Gong heard a cry of pain, and the power of thunder and lightning was instantly submerged by the flames.
Chapter completed!