Chapter one hundred and ninetieth collection of interest
"puff!"
In just an instant, a dazzling light of blood burst out from the heart of the Ancestor of All Demons. The nine-colored divine arrow finally pierced through the Ancestor of All Demons, bringing out a large cloud of blood.
However, the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons did not die because of this. His strong body only shook slightly, then grabbed Hun Tian and rushed into the bronze palace in an instant.
"What's going on? This ancestor of all demons was shot through the heart with an arrow, and he's not dead yet?"
Everyone was shocked, and they all showed inexplicable expressions! This ancestor of the Ten Thousand Demons is truly unparalleled in his methods. If his physical body and the true spirit of his Yuan Shen cannot be dispersed at the same time, I am afraid even the mighty powers at the level of heaven will come and take care of him.
Can't reach him.
Seeing this scene, the Lord of Jinzhou City felt awe-inspiring. This ancestor of the Ten Thousand Demons is indeed a famous figure who has been famous for a long time. The arrow just now has already devoted all his remaining nine-turn power, and even the power of the rules of power is
Go all out!
This was able to shoot an ordinary half-step Heavenly Dao Realm expert with an arrow that completely destroyed his body and soul. It only made his body tremble, but failed to destroy his vitality.
"No, we must not let him go. If we let him go today, the entire Hanyuan Realm and even the entire Zhongtian World will be poisoned by it!" Thinking of this, the Lord of Jinzhou City gently waved his hand and called Dun Dun back.
The nine-colored divine arrow shot into the far sky, and you have to shoot it again when you take the bow.
"Buzzing, rumbling..."
With a violent roar, the open door of the Bronze Palace began to slowly close towards the center. Once the door was closed, judging from the defensive power of the palace, it would be difficult to shoot him.
"Xiaoer! Use the Yuan-Decapitating Divine Sword and collect some interest first!" Suddenly, Li Qingming's loud voice pierced the sky and resounded throughout the battlefield.
"Yes, brother!" Li Qingquan nodded in understanding and replied loudly.
After hearing Li Qingming's blunt words, the Lord of Jinzhou City glanced behind him from the corner of his eye and discovered that Li Qingquan, who had been practicing martial arts to heal his injuries, had stood up at some point. It was not difficult to see from the shining eyes that his cultivation level must have improved.
Diligence.
I saw him gently shaking his robe sleeves and taking off the gourd hanging from his waist.
"The best innate spiritual treasure!" The Lord of Jinzhou City looked at it strangely, not knowing what he was going to do. Fortunately, he used his true spirit to lightly sweep it, and found that the small gourd turned out to be a very high-grade spiritual treasure.
The gourd was about the size of a palm, and its entire body was pitch black. It usually hung on Li Qingquan's waist. If he hadn't taken it off and used it this time, the Lord of Jinzhou City might not have cared about it at all.
Li Qingquan chanted a mantra softly in his mouth, and gently threw the gourd above his head with both hands.
"Buzz!"
The gourd spun slowly, but its mouth was not facing the bronze palace that was about to be closed, but rather Li Qingquan himself.
And as Li Qingquan twists the spell, you can also see a bright white light popping out of the gourd's mouth, reflecting towards the bronze palace in the distance.
The Lord of Jinzhou City frowned at this scene, feeling as if he had seen it somewhere before, but after searching his mind, he could not find any trace of it.
At this moment, in the distant sky, in the Bronze Palace, Mobei King Huntian frowned, and felt his soul swaying, and suddenly he felt drowsy. His soul recovered slightly.
, and just fell into it completely, as if he was hypnotized.
Relying on Lingbao and feeling the state of Hun Tian at the moment, Li Qingquan smiled slightly, bowed to Gourd gently, and said: "Please Gourd turn around!"
"Buzz!"
As soon as Li Qingquan finished speaking, he saw a golden cloud popping out of the dark gourd's mouth, and in the cloud appeared a baby that was only the size of a finger, white and fat, with eyes tightly closed.
Not far away, the Lord of Jinzhou City could see clearly that there was a slender white line in the baby's eyes. Judging from its trajectory, it seemed to go straight into the bronze palace in the distance.
When Li Qingming saw the baby, he bowed again and said, "Turn around!"
As soon as the words fell, the baby suddenly turned around, its closed eyes instantly opened, and two dazzling white lights shot out, straight into the bronze palace of the sky.
"Whoosh!"
Hangtian, who was drowsy in the palace, only felt a white light flash in front of his eyes, and then his throat hurt, and a huge force directly chopped off his head. And with this huge force, there was another force.
The extremely evil energy penetrated deep into his body along his throat, completely shattering his soul and the vitality of his body!
With his eyes wide open, Hantian's head, which had already flown into the air, stared blankly at the headless body still standing beside the ancestor of all demons.
"puff!"
A moment later, a blinding stream of blood spurted out from the neck of the decapitated Huntian, like a blowout, flowing out without any pause.
A generation of genius, the only son of a half-stepped heavenly master, was ruthlessly killed like this, his body and soul were destroyed, and there was no possibility of his soul coming back!
"Tian'er!" Looking blankly at the scene in front of him, the ancestor of all demons suddenly screamed miserably.
Even though he resented him in his heart for dragging him into the water, after all, he was his own son, and the tiger poison would not eat his own children. No matter how ruthless and bloodthirsty the ancestor of all demons was, he would not want his own son to die!
"Ah! Old man Jinzhou, I want you to die!" The only relative in the world died in front of him. The hatred that penetrated into the bones of his body instantly made the ancestor of all demons lose his mind. All the remaining power burst out.
, vowing to avenge his son!
Seeing those two bright white lights, and hearing the heart-rending roar coming from the bronze palace, the Lord of Jinzhou suddenly flashed his eyes, and all the information about this gourd-shaped spiritual treasure naturally appeared in his mind.
He blurted out: "Immortal-killing flying knife!"
His face was full of shock. He never expected that the top-quality innate spiritual treasure that was originally controlled by Donghuang Taiyi and killed the entire prehistoric land would appear here.
Li Qingquan glanced at the Lord of Jinzhou City with some doubts and said: "Lord City Lord, what are you talking about? What is the Immortal-Destroying Flying Sword? This is the Yuan-Decapitating Divine Sword refined by my elder brother. There are more than a dozen of the same spiritual treasures.
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"What?" After hearing Li Qingquan's explanation, the Lord of Jinzhou City was a little confused.
At this time, a loud roar suddenly came from the distant sky, and the simple copper futures palace poured down from above with great momentum, like a waterfall falling from the sky.
What followed was an extremely vicious roar: "Jin Zhou, I want you to die!"
"Whoosh!"
This palace is majestic and towering, with thousands of jet-black lights falling down, covering an area of more than ten miles, and the autumn wind blows over like fallen leaves.
"No, get out of the way!" The Lord of Jinzhou City's expression changed, and he hurriedly grabbed Li Qingquan, and used his remaining strength to dodge to 30 miles away, escaping from the attack of the ancestor of the Ten Thousand Demons.