"Ha...haha..." Di Wudao looked up to the sky and smiled, extremely arrogant, and said coldly: "I am only one step away from getting the Soul Jade, and I can be promoted to the Holy King! From then on,
The whole continent is in turmoil with the wave of my hand.... Hahaha...."
Di Wudao's entire body turned into a stream of light, passing directly through the layers of blood-colored flames. Every step he took, he appeared in another place in the barrier out of thin air. His speed was as if he was teleporting!
That kind of speed was simply astonishing, as fast as lightning, and he rushed in front of Qin Tian. A strange flame suddenly appeared in his palm, leaping and beating, as terrifying as the fire of the netherworld.
The imperial red fire burned on his fist, and the terrifying aura suddenly became even more terrifying. A punch burst out with a loud bang, the sky shook, and the blood light collapsed, and the shadow of the fist flashed with thunder.
The momentum continued to amplify, and finally it crashed down like a mountain.
The void shattered and the clouds exploded. Although Qin Tian tried his best to erupt with a surge of supreme power, he was still blasted away. His throat burned and he spat out a large mouthful of blood.
"I have the inheritance of the Emperor and Heaven, and possess the ancient emperor's supernatural power, strength and realm. You are no match for me. Why do you fight me? How do you fight me? You can only surrender in front of me! If I kill you
It's not a difficult matter, you'd better think about it carefully." Di Wudao's figure seemed to be filled with a layer of magical flames, and he said solemnly.
unexpected!
The wind is like the sound of strings, and the air is like the sound of a piano, composing an epic myth, narrating it like weeping in the quiet sky
"The music of the dawn of hell" follows the trajectory of Qi and sounds softly
Qin Tian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the light in his eyes became more intense as if it were real. Without any retreat, the undefeated fighting spirit in his heart became stronger and stronger. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said: "You - die -
Got it!"
The fighting spirit is surging, and the blood is boiling at this moment. It is the eternal war song of ancient times, the horn of charging and killing, and it is also the dawn of hell. Thousands of ghosts howl, bones of the ages, one dawn after another reincarnation, but what greets them is
New torture and pain, being burned by hell fire, endless sins being washed away by blood, all of this has no life at all, all it has is the eternal and endless origin...
This is the power of the Holy Ancestor to capture the sky! At this time, after the baptism of blood, the madness in the body was completely aroused, and the sea of suffering seemed to echo this breath of death.
Qin Tian stood in the void, with a strange light wave under his feet. His momentum became more and more powerful. In the end, his body actually burst into a splendid light curtain, like a door to reincarnation.
The whole person's aura reached its peak, and the most powerful aura erupted from his whole body.
The dawn of hell descends like the smoke of death
Killing gods and demons, slaying ghosts and monsters, exterminating souls and subduing all evils. These four laws of hell have completely wiped out everything. They are simply unstoppable. The gods block the gods, the Buddha blocks the Buddha. The endless will to kill, the endless light of blood evil, the endless corpses and bones,
This is hell! Refining one's heart and soul, raising one's soul from prison, emerging from purgatory, at the end of dawn
The overwhelming demonic sound makes it unbearable for people to feel the chilling timidity. It is endless fear and unmatchable power, coming at the same time with only one target! That is Emperor Wudao!
"What kind of power is this?" Di Wudao was extremely horrified, but at the moment, he quickly tried to keep calm. The red fire barrier of the Emperor's Dao suddenly formed a curtain of light, and the blood-red flames completely engulfed the heaven-destroying energy.
power, blocking out
"I said, you will die!" Qin Tian's keen spiritual sense has firmly grasped the breath.
Killing gods and demons, the lava from hell gathers into thousands of tiny fire-colored dazzling lights, condensing into the eternal flames of hell, burning all sins, even gods and demons cannot escape the reincarnation of heaven and earth.
, the law of all things
When killing ghosts and monsters, it seems that one's own soul has formed a sharp blade, cutting one's own body, bit by bit, that's right! He is using his own soul to slow down his own body! When he thought that no one could peep at him, he didn't realize that he was in hell.
Eyes have been deeply imprinted on the soul
Destroy the soul. Everything must have a soul to survive, and the soul must be preserved. The path of reincarnation creates the mysterious and difficult mark of the Tao. It reverses yin and yang, reverses reincarnation, annihilates the soul, and cannot be reincarnated forever!
Suppress all evil, as if the dark door of hell has opened, and ancient words like divine writings are arranged in the air. Among them are ancient, vast and mysterious, recording the origin of all evil.
This is the dawn of hell! All the overwhelming aura swept towards Di Wudao, erupting with unimaginable power. The aura was like an abyss, majestic and unstoppable!
"All the gods in the world cannot escape the judgment of hell..."
"What kind of power is this?!" Di Wudao's expression finally changed drastically. Chihuo, his strongest barrier imperial path, seemed to be under supreme oppression. He actually felt danger for the first time!
He didn't hesitate immediately, leaving behind a series of afterimages, retreating all the way, like a shooting star, disappearing in an instant
But Qin Tian was already prepared. Following closely behind, the dawn of hell burst out in an instant, annihilating him directly.
Di Wudao's expression changed drastically again. He felt threatened, the threat of death! He really couldn't imagine that a waste that had not even reached the spirit-gathering realm could be so strong. It was... there was a feeling in his heart that even he was not capable of.
The idea that I dare to believe...but it lingers in my mind like a nightmare: "It's simply impossible to compete..."
That force directly exploded him, and Emperor Wudao's broken body actually fused together again. He covered his throat with one hand, opened the Emperor's red fire with the other, and used his blood essence to explode with a powerful blow.
The two figures flew backwards and each vomited a few mouthfuls of blood.
"The power of his body is immortal, so it is difficult to kill him completely." Qin Tian's eyes turned cold and he muttered to himself. Although he was injured, the power never faded. He felt that the Holy Ancestor's Heaven Capturing Art was not easy.
Suddenly, I felt a trace of the will to capture the sky, and the supreme fighting spirit turned into one word! Fight!
Moreover, this seems to be only the first half, but the second half is blocked by an energy...
The Emperor was ignorant, and it was difficult to stabilize his figure. His face was very cold, and he was thinking: "If this person is not eliminated, he will become a big trouble in the future, and even... the Holy Land... will not be at peace."
As soon as the thought came out, it seemed that it was instantly extinguished by an invisible big hand, and an even more powerful force fell from the sky! It seemed as heavy as a mountain. It was an unspeakable sense of oppression that was suffocating, even after a battle.
I don't dare to raise my mind
"This is the power of the original body!"
"What kind of existence is it? It's so defiant..." Qin Tian seemed to feel the pressure of a strong man from hell facing the suppression of the Demon Palace.