The ancestral land of the ghost family is located in a unique space in the Cangyu Sea. On that sea area, there is a barren island.
Around the island, there was a residual array of the gods, and most people couldn't break in at all.
Now, the secondary remnants have been completely broken, and the former North/Xinjiang restraint is now gone.
The center of the island is a blood pool, and a corpse lying in the blood pool.
The corpse is very rotten and dead, but it exudes a mighty power. The monks below the eternal realm want to be close to the corpse, and they will be killed by Shenwei Town in an instant.
Tianshu Xiejun stood on the banks of the blood pool, with two pairs of black wings on his back, and wearing a golden crown on his head, giving people a kind of unrestrained momentum. He stared at the corpse in the blood pool,
A smile showed, and said, "Finally, it's almost successful! As long as the evil god battle is successfully refined, even if the second god comes to Bei/Xinjiang, Benjun can fight with him."
The mood of Tianshu Xiejun is quite happy, because this evil god's corpse will become his servants. Drive the second god of war corpses. At that time, he will exist invincible under the second god.
If he can dig more corpses in North/Xinjiang, he can make more evil gods.
At this moment, Tianshu Xiejun suddenly gave birth to a alertness, and suddenly turned to look at the sky, and saw a fiery red light flying from the sea level.
"Huh! Actually, the nine hell deceased couldn't stop him!"
The face of Tianshu Xiejun is gloomy, and the power of the creation of the body is constantly surging. The body of only two meters high suddenly expanded a hundred times to 200 meters high and turned into a giant. Standing on the desert island, proudly
Staring at Ning Xiaochuan.
"Human, do you come here to die?" Tian Shu Xiejun spit out the vitality in his mouth, and his voice spread thousands of miles.
Looking at it from a distance, I only saw a giant standing on the desert island, giving a sense of majestic and domineering.
Ning Xiaochuan stopped from the Evil King of Tianshu, stopped and glanced at the desert island.
I saw a blood -red light pillar in the blood pool in the middle of the desert island. A god of power was brewing in the pool, exuding a fearful atmosphere.
Ning Xiaogawa said: "You actually dug out the corpses of the ancestors of the ancestors of the ghost family from the ancestral grave, and dare to start with the second God, I still admire your guts."
Although the second god is dead, the divine power and the soul still exist between the heavens and the earth.
Whoever dares to move the second god's body will be punished by God.
Even if the cultivation of the evil monarch of the heavenly book is high, the bones of the second god must be risky.
Ning Xiaochuan secretly said: "He must have a great treasure on his body, and can resist the punishment of God! Tianshu Xiejun dug out the dead body of the undead god, and it must be refining the corpse of the god of war.
Unless the second god comes in person, no one is his opponent. "
Ning Xiaochuan immediately shot, and he must dare to suppress him before Tianshu Xiejun refined the corpse.
"Plot of Shinto!"
Ning Xiaochuan exhibited Shinto, borrowed the divine power of the twelve wings of Donghuang evil gods, and condensed a shadow of evil gods behind his back.
His strength is integrated with the divine power of the twelve wings of Donghuang evil gods.
Ning Xiaochuan made a seal of death, and the spirit of the world between heaven and earth dangled in the palm print, rushing towards the Tianshu evil king.
"The fire of Donghuang!"
Tianshu Xiejun's hands supported the blue flames, and the flame rose slowly from the palm of the palm, as if holding a round of scorching sun. The temperature in the surrounding space rose rapidly, and the stones on the desert island were baked.
The fire of Donghuang turned into a huge fireball and hit Ning Xiaochuan.
"boom!"
The two forces collided together, and the fire of Donghuang was crushed by the elimination of the world, turning into a group of fire.
Tianshu Xiejun is just the eighth cultivation of the realm of the realm. How can it be Ning Xiaochuan's opponent?
Just a trick, he suffered a bad injury.
"It's amazing, no wonder nine hell messengers were killed by him." Tian Shu Xiejun was a little surprised. I didn't expect a young human man to be so powerful.
Ning Xiaochuan stepped out of the void, and hit the Demon Fire Road. A hot, flame, poured towards the evil king of Tianshu.
The eyes of Tianshu Xiejun sank, his arms unfolded, and a red -red pattern flew in his body.
That's right, that's a god pattern.
The pattern carved by the second god.
Those god patterns are intertwined together, and soon form a secondary battle, covering a space of thousands of miles, rotating quickly.
Under the power of the second god, the magic fire in all directions was quickly scattered and disappeared into the air.
Ning Xiaochuan was also shocked, and immediately burst backwards, pushing it out of the second god.
In the past, every sacred soil in Beibei/Xinjiang also had a large array left by God to protect the holy soil. However, those holy soils did not even have a verse of the past.
Then, then
Only by creating a living realm can we truly play the power of the secondary formation.
Although Tianshu Xiejun is only the eighth cultivation of the establishment of the realization situation. After borrowing the secondary battle, his combat power is enough to be the same as the strong of the ninth peak of the building.
"Haha! Human kid, Benjun has a big battle in hand, even if the ninth strong man in the realm of the construction of the realm can only escape." Tian Shu Xiejun stood in the center of the secondary formation, between the heavens and the earth, and the heaven and earth
The mysterious qi continued to rush towards him.
The surroundings of Tianshu Xiejun even condensed a strand of spirit, rushing away from the purple glow, connecting the sky.
Ning Xiaogawa said: "Do you think you can defeat me with the second god?"
"Have you broken the second god?" Tianshu Xiejun smiled coldly.
"You have a big battle, but I have a artifact."
Ning Xiaochuan called the Emperor's Blade, pinched it in his hand, and continued to borrow the divine power into the knife body to wake up the power of the second artifact.
The power of the secondary battle is indeed very strong, but it may not be able to stop the secondary artifact.
As soon as the face of Tianshu Xiejun changed, he felt the mighty evil spirits from the Emperor's Blade, so he immediately attacked the past and never gave Ning Xiaochuan's opportunity to use the Emperor Blade.
"Boom!"
The secondary battle was rushed, like a huge grinding plate, crushing towards Ning Xiaochuan.
"Papa!"
Under the urging of the power of the second god, tens of thousands of lightning, gathered into a torrent, and poured towards Ning Xiaochuan.
Ning Xiaochuan raised the Emperor's Blade, as if raised a knife -shaped mountain, and suddenly cut it down.
"Wow!"
A hit of the secondary artifact, how terrible the power is, instantly shattered that lightning torrent.
The powerful power split a gap to the second god, and the sword flew over the body of the evil monarch of Tianshu.
The next moment, the secondary battle stopped operation.
Tianshu Xiejun stood up on the desert island, and the vitality on his body completely disappeared.