Falcon Quan burned his essence and blood crazily, and the twelve evil coffin nails finally broke through the thick-hen God Emperor's web of consciousness.
It's just that Jiquan is not at all happy, but feels a deeper uneasiness.
After burning his essence and blood, he felt that the flow of divine energy was slightly stagnant, and his spiritual thoughts were not so clear and smooth.
A mysterious aura seemed to be slowly eroding his sea of ​​consciousness and context.
But he didn't dare to check at this time. He suspected that he had been poisoned.
This kind of poison that can penetrate into one's own sea of ​​consciousness and veins silently is definitely the top-level poison of law.
Boom boom boom!
Daoyun exploded in the void.
The twelve evil coffin nails were turned into three by Falcon Spring.
One wanted to tear apart the second web of consciousness of the God Emperor Chuhen, another blasted at the gold bricks of the God Emperor Chuhen, and the other was to defend Ji Luo's huge scissors.
In almost as little time as it took to breathe, Jiquan shifted from an absolute dominant position to a defensive position.
The Emperor Houhen and Ji Luo, who were originally bound by his domain and could not attack at all, easily used magic weapons to attack him.
The reason is that his domain was suddenly suppressed by the domain of the God Emperor Thousand Marks, and that he was poisoned by the law.
He had already sensed the realm of the Thick Mark God Emperor, but it was not that strong.
The only possibility is that someone superimposed a new realm on top of the realm of the Emperor of Thousand Marks.
Being able to allow this new domain to crush his domain space shows that this person's cultivation level is stronger than that of the Emperor of Thousand Marks.
Another whirlpool of killing force blasted towards his sea of ​​consciousness, and the uneasiness in Jiquan's eyes became more and more serious.
His spiritual thoughts field stirred up like crazy, and his spiritual thoughts turned into divine thought shields, finally blocking the murderous whirlpool of the sneak attacks.
"Zhong Zhihe, are you dead?"
Falcon Quan finally had the chance to shout out something.
What appeared at the same time as his words was a curtain of swords, which turned into a hanging river of swords in the void.
The breath of death is almost condensed into substance.
Ding Huan's sword magic power is the Huangquan Seal, which can kill the underworld with one sword and lead to eternal life without reincarnation.
The death suppression of this kind of sword force made it impossible for Falcon Quan to contain the fear in his heart.
Zhong Zhihe's rescue hadn't arrived yet, and Falcon Quan didn't even have time to use his mind to see what Zhong Zhihe was doing.
Perhaps knowing that he was doomed, Falcon Quan's whole body bloomed with a curtain of blood-colored light.
"puff!"
When Ding Huan's Huangquan Daohe fell from the void with the never-ending sword intent, Ji Luo spurted blood and flew backwards, and a sinister nail was nailed into his chest.
His giant scissors had already been blown away by a vicious nail. In an instant, his whole body seemed to be wrapped in ice, and the sinister aura continued to leak out.
The thick-marked God Emperor's golden brick was blocked by five evil coffin nails, and his second web of consciousness turned into nothingness under the other five evil coffin nails.
Falcon Spring, which was under the Yellow Spring Knife River, disappeared, and only a blood flower bloomed in its place.
Zhong Zhihe, who was trapped by Ding Huan's seventh-level divine formation pattern lock, finally tore open Ding Huan's seventh-level trapped divine formation pattern and rushed here.
"Lao Hou, stop this guy."
After Ding Huan said this, he also disappeared.
"Puff!"
A series of ripples appeared in the void, and then a clear soul was blocked.
Before the soul could turn around, Ding Huan dropped the formation flags one after another.
In the blink of an eye, this soul was trapped by Ding Huan's trapped god array pattern, and could only look at Ding Huan in horror in the trapped god array space.
He had just discarded his own magic weapon, the nail in the coffin of evil, and then sacrificed his body. This supreme divine escape power was unexpectedly blocked by the trapping formation arranged by his opponent in advance.
This is the eighth level sleepy god formation——
Falcon Quan felt that his soul was beginning to become unstable, and it seemed that it might collapse at any time.
As a strong man at the seventh level of the Heshen Realm, Falcon Quan knows better than anyone else that there is something wrong with his state of mind.
Not only that, but the poison of the law also affected his soul.
"Who are you?" Sensing his desperate situation, Falcon Quan finally forced himself to calm down.
From the beginning to now, he has not taken this opponent seriously.
He never thought that the strongest person on the other side was actually the guy standing in front of him, and he didn't take him seriously at all.
"Who is your master? Today, your master Huan asked you a few questions. If you answer them well, I will give you a happy answer. If you answer poorly, then the flames of law will burn your soul."
After speaking, Ding Huan raised his hand, and a ball of flame beat in the palm of his hand.
This is not the Taixu Flame, this is his law flame.
His Law Flame continues to improve as his cultivation level improves. Maybe one day, his cultivation level reaches the extreme, and his Law Flame is even stronger than the Taixu Flame.
"Do you know what will happen if you kill me?" Falcon Quan's voice was harsh, unable to hide the panic inside.
He never thought that one day he would not be able to escape even by sacrificing his own body.
"Oh, at least you can't see it anymore." Ding Huan said lightly.
After finishing speaking, Ding Huan took out a soul-nailing needle and threw it out.
This nail soul directly passed through the eyebrows of Jiquan Yuanshen and nailed him into the void.
"Don't torture me, just ask." In just a few words, Falcon Quan knew that Ding Huan was definitely not something he could figure out in just a few words.
"Is the Qiankun Shuttle with you?"
"No, we have no control over treasures like the Qiankun Shuttle. Someone specially sent it to us when we came here? When we go back, we will also have someone to take it back."
"Who is calling the shots in the Taoist court?"
"What? It's difficult to answer this?" Ding Huan's face darkened.
"No, it's because the forces of the Taoist court are complex. Although the leader of the Taoist court has a lot of power, he has no control over many places at all, and he is not the one who calls the shots."
"Do you know about the space disk?"
"I know, it is controlled by Ancestor Zixiao."
"Where is the ancestor Zixiao?"
"How can I know the whereabouts of my ancestor at my level?"
When Ding Huan heard this, he was shocked. He was sure that the ancestor Zixiao was the ancestor Hongjun he was looking for.
He thought that since Patriarch Hongjun came out of the Ninth Heaven, he would at best be in the realm of a god.
After all, the original Nine Heavens was a cosmic world where mortals and immortals lived together.
From what Falcon Quan said, he learned that the late Lianhe Shen felt that he was not worthy of being at the same level as his ancestor.
It seems that he doesn't understand much.
While Ding Huan was still in shock, he suddenly felt a breath of death.
He immediately understood that this old boy Shuanquan actually wanted to retreat.
Still want to fight in his hands? Ding Huan raised his hand and hit out one space law after another.
At the same time, thunder struck down one after another.
A series of shrill screams were heard, and Ding Huan used the space law seal he punched to tear apart the world of Falcon Quan.
"You actually tore apart my world——" Hayabusa Quan's tone was filled with extreme fear, his soul became increasingly unstable. He was a late-stage Heshen, and even he dared not say that he could tear apart the world of a World God.
The cultivation level of the person in front of me is not obvious, and he doesn't seem to be very high.
This kind of cultivation actually tore his world apart. What kind of method was this?
Ding Huan couldn't care less about Falcon Quan's fear. He was sending piles of things into his own Five Elements world with his hands.
"Crack!" Hayazumi's world collapsed.
To be continued...