The death aura on Xie Wuzun's body was so strong that his black robe danced wildly, his long hair flew like three thousand sword energy, and he wanted to kill Zhao Bao. He was angry and said, "Zhao Bao, you dare to come." Ghost Gate, let me send you to hell!”
Xie Wuzun moved himself, but more than a dozen saint-level puppet corpses rushed out behind him. The expansion of the ghost gate made Xie Wuzun gain a lot. He now has the courage to sweep the heroes of the world. He thought about it, Zhao Bao Things that have been done over the years.
Zhao Bao méiyou took action, Lan Kui launched an attack earlier, and she swept over, and the endless sea of blood in hell was opened, and an embezzled, instantly putting more than a dozen saint-level puppet corpses into the sea of blood in hell. "Please search Piao Tianwen, novels more Good updates faster!.
Lan Kui's hands formed a drought-bar mark, and a drop of blood flew out of her eyebrows. Then she murmured for a moment, and finally she growled, "Use my true blood to turn the corpse of resentment into a drought-bar!"
The essence and blood in Lan Kui's eyebrows flew to the sea of hell and rushed into the eyebrows of the holy-level corpses trapped in the sea of hell. In an instant, these dead bodies wrapped in cloth strips howled and shattered the cloth. The sword transformed into one evil drought beast after another with a ferocious expression!
"Ao..." The holy-level drought-bar evil beast roared, and the extreme yin fire erupted out of their mouths, attacking their previous owner Xie Wuzun.
Xie Wuzun was shocked by the changes in front of him. He had finally collected the saint-level puppet corpse, but he was caught by someone in a meeting and turned into a drought. Now the saint-level drought corpse began to attack him, so Xie Wuzun couldn't help but let Xie Wuzun He burned in anger, "Are you a Shime? Can you actually save this prince's corpse?"
While speaking, Xie Wuzun took out the Death God's Scythe, which was a half-emperor's soldier. The imperial power it emitted could destroy the extremely yin fire emitted by the drought bar.
"Using corpses as soldiers is the talent of our clan. It is very simple for me to save them. Even the half-step imperial weapon in your hand, I will save them." Lan Kui said with a cold face. language.
Xie Wuzun snorted coldly, "Hmph, if you really don't have a strong sky and a strong earth, how could the emperor-level magic weapon be transformed?"
When he said this, Xie Wuzun's eyes fell on Zhao Bao, and he sarcastically said, "Zhao Bao, didn't you say that ziji specifically suppresses evil demons and heretics? Why is there such an evil demon and heretics around you now, but you don't Suppress her?"
"Hehe, I only suppress the evil demons and heretics of the Ghost Sect." Zhao Bao raised his eyebrows and said, "Hehe Wuzun stared at Zhao Bao with murderous eyes and said, "Zhao Bao, my grandfather is in the sect. You are here to die this time, I Grandpa will never let you go!"
"If I dare to come, it means that I am not afraid of him!" Zhao Bao said confidently. "Hmph, another guy who is not so strong!" Xie Wuzun snorted coldly. He didn't think that someone could defeat his grandfather. All the people of the Pangu clan can defeat his grandfather.
Lan Kui stared at the death scythe which was emitting half-step imperial power in Xie Wuzun's hand. She was oppressed and kneeled down because she had the blood forbidden talisman given by Zhao Bao. After this talisman was activated by her, She was subjected to too much oppression.
"Lan Kui, are you still watching Shime? Could it be that you really want to save the half-step imperial soldier?" Zhao Bao shouted and Lan Kui retreated to Zhao Bao and said, "Prince, this is not save, but real blood
Soul Condensation. Those people had died before, their bodies were still very strong, but their souls were méiyou. I condensed into souls with my true blood, let them degenerate again, and became my most loyal subordinate. The prince actually
It can be done.”
"How can I do it? I'm not a drought." Zhao Bao shook his head and said, "Prince, I will pass on the real blood-clotting technique to you, and you will naturally know it." As Lan Kui spoke, a jingshén mark came out.
To pass the true blood soul-clotting technique to Zhao Bao. Zhao Bao said speechlessly, "Lan Kui, do you want to pass such a secret technique to me like this?"
"Prince, this is a magic trick created by Lord Dark Emperor. Our clan has also obtained the inheritance of Lord Dark Emperor, so that countless descendants can be reproduced. I am now passing the magic trick to the prince in hopes that it can help the prince and restore his memory as soon as possible. I am under the jurisdiction of the country.
I feel that your memory must have been damaged, otherwise, I will never admit that Ziji is the prince of the underworld." Lan Kui's face showed a few hope.
Zhao Bao sighed bitterly. Lan Kui was really a stubborn king of drought. Bajie Literature 8jwx Zhao Bao could not refuse and accepted the jingshén imprint of Lan Kui's teaching of the true blood-clotting soul. He watched the true blood-clotting soul.
After the operation, Zhao Bao found that this was really a matter that was not difficult for him.
"Prince, you will have real blood-clotting soul technique now. Do you think we have méiyoukěnéng to inject new soul into this half-step imperial weapon with a broken soul, so that it will belong to us?" Lan Kui said from the side, letting it go
Zhao Bao's words were stunned.
Zhao Bao's eyes emitted a golden light, and he looked at the God of Death Scythe in Xie Wuzun's hand. He had almost died at the hands of this half-step imperial weapon.
"The state of the God of Death Scythe is indeed a bit strange. The soldier soul inside it seems to be dead." Zhao Bao saw through the state of the God of Death Scythe.
Lan Kui rumored, "Prince, you suppress your subordinates. This emperor's power is oppressed. Please try it if you want to take the God of Death Scythe as already there."
"Haha, Lan Kui, you are so bold. But this matter is worth a try, but you can't act rashly now. The half-Emperor of the Ghost Sect is not easy to mess with. My relatives are still in the Ghost Sect, so we need to make a long-term plan."
Zhao Bao looked at Lan Kui with praise and said, "I follow the prince's orders." Lan Kui retracted her eyes that were scorching from the god of death and lowered her head and said, "The rumor between Zhao Bao and Lan Kui was exchanged, but others could not hear it.
But the mangrove spirit could hear it clearly. It began to admire the bold Lan Kui.
Liu Yuyan walked to Zhao Bao and whispered, "Brother Bao, are we waiting here? Do I want me to burn these temples and force the half-emperor of the Ghost Sect to come out?"
"Yu Yan, there are half-step emperor formation patterns on these temples. If you want to burn it, it is not easy. Let's wait a moment, the half-emperor of the Ghost Sect will force me to come, and he will never come out to see me.
"Zhao Bao smiled and reached out and rubbed Liu Yuyan's beautiful and flawless face.
Liu Yuyan stepped back with a slightly red face and said, "Brother Bao, don't be here, many people are watching us..."
"Afraid of shime? You are my fiancée, they are all zhidào." Zhao Bao said unscrupulously that the evil emperor could see that he held the God of Death Scythe, and he could make Zhao Bao and others oppress him and kneel down and retreat. Zhao Bao was still in front of him.
To Xie Wuzun, having sex with a beautiful woman is a great shame!
"Damn it, I want you all to go to hell!" Xie Wuzun strongly activated the Death Scythe and attacked Zhao Bao.
Zhao Bao méiyou moved, Pangu bow unblocked in front of him, and the power of the imperial weapon completely revived directly oppressed Xie Wuzun and the God of Death Scythe in the sky.
Xie Wuzun was shocked. Only then did he remember what his father said to him. The Pangu Emperor's Soldier on Zhao Bao was back. His father also told him not to confront Zhao Bao head-on, and not to be halfway.
The Emperor's Army attacked Zhao Bao.
"By the way, my father is still talking. Ruguo When encountering Pangu Bow's attack, the God of Death Scythe must restrain the power of the emperor, so that Pangu's Emperor's soldiers can lose their effect." Xie Wuzun reacted and began to silence the God of Death Scythe.
The Death Scythe began to silence, and the Emperor's power of Pangu Bow was also disappearing. This is the biggest disadvantage of Pangu Bow. The stimulation of the imperial power of méiyou cannot continue.
Xie Wuzun's chaotic and panicked heart gradually stabilized. Although the Pangu Emperor's Soldier was terrifying, it would not recover from the conflict of the Méiyou Emperor's Soldier. In this case, Zhao Bao would not be able to use Pangu Emperor's Soldier to injure him.
Several saint-level strong men flew out of the Ghost Sect. They were coming quickly to support Xie Wuzun. Xie Wuzun saw the strong men in the sect coming to help, and he looked at Zhao Bao provocatively and said, "Zhao Bao, do you think it's up."
Can this useless Pangu Emperor’s Soldier be taken down?”
"Fight!" Lan Kui was as quiet as a virgin, moving as if she was rid of the rabbit, and rushed towards Xie Wuzun, who was stagnant three meters in front of Zhao Bao. At the same time, about twenty evil beasts of drought-bar rushed out of her body, wearing ghosts on them.
The armor can resist most of the attack power. Ghost armor also appeared on Lan Kuiziji. She trapped Xie Wuzun with the sea of blood in hell, and at the same time pressed her hand on the God of Death Scythe!
"Evil woman, you're dead!" Xie Wuzun held the Grim Reaper's Scythe tightly and let go. He was urging the Grim Reaper's Scythe to kill this evil woman who dared to sneak attack Ziji. This hateful woman, just now
All his war corpses turned into drought.
"This guy Lan Kui is so stubborn." Zhao Baozhidào Lan Kui's thoughts, but he didn't think Lan Kui had completed it at all. This is a half-step imperial weapon, how can he easily modify it?
Zhao Bao held Pangu Bow tightly and murmured, "Pangu Bow, you must unseal faster, otherwise Lan Kui will be in danger."
Zhao Bao also had some inside stories, Murong Jie, Liu Yuyan, Zhao Yanlong, Guo Yidao, Ji Wuchang, He Feng and others didn't understand the situation. Seeing Zhao Bao's decent subordinates, he killed himself and grabbed the God of Death Scythe,
Everyone was shocked.
"Why is Lan Kui going crazy? She is so difficult, is that a half-step imperial soldier?" The King of Jin was shocked and murmured, then he reacted and shouted, "Fellow Daoist Lan Kui, come back quickly, dangerous
!”
"Lan Kui, come back quickly, you are dying..." Murong Jie shouted anxiously and wanted to rush over, but she was grabbed by Zhao Bao.
"This evil beast of the Nether Clan wants to fuck shime?" Guo Yidao couldn't understand, "This female devil is going to seek death, let her die!" He Qianshou muttered and cursed in his heart.
“…”
Those who don’t like Lan Kui hope that she will be killed by the Grim Reaper’s sickle in an instant. Those who care about Lan Kui’s life and death will be in their throats because Lan Kui’s situation is too dangerous.
Zhao Bao looked at Lan Kui at this time and couldn't help but remember that Liu Yuanzong, who wanted to seize the broken Donghuang Bell, had almost killed Liu Yuanzong when the Donghuang Bell rang. Therefore, Zhao Bao was extremely worried about Lan Kui's safety.
But he could not disturb Lan Kui. This moment was very important because the true blood soul-clotting technique required shijiān to complete the spell.