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Chapter 1647, Death of Emperor Qingcheng

 "Boom!"

The Qingcheng Emperor, Jiuxiao Emperor and other nine great emperors once again joined forces to attack the Little Xuanwu Qiangang Formation. All kinds of powerful magical powers erupted with terrifying power and fiercely bombarded the Little Xuanwu Qiangang Formation.

The Gang array continued to tremble, and the array patterns became darker and darker.

"Okay, this defensive formation has become weaker. Continue to attack!"

Xuanqing Tianzun was also keenly aware that the powerful defensive formation in front of him was weakening after being attacked by their joint attacks one after another. His eyes suddenly became blazing and he opened his mouth to yell...??.

Emperor Qingcheng, Emperor Jiuxiao and others immediately became more excited after hearing this, and took action even more unreservedly.

"Boom boom boom!"

Their power was too strong, and the supreme Taoist weapon they sacrificed blocked all the murderous intentions of those killing arrays. Although the power of these killing arrays was not weak, the Nine Eighth Rank Emperor showed his peak state and used the supreme Taoist weapon to resist.

, but it is difficult to truly threaten their lives.

The Nine Emperors kept taking action, like the nine-round blazing sun, erupting with wave after wave of terrifying power, bombarding the trembling Small Xuanwu Qiangang Formation again and again.

"Crack!"

Finally, a crisp sound came from the Little Xuanwu Qiangang Formation.

A clear crack appeared on the thick basalt armor light shield, and then under the joint attack of the Nine Emperors, the crack spread quickly, like a spider web, quickly covering the sky.

Zhou Song's expression immediately changed.

He knew that this small Xuanwu Qiangang Formation could not withstand it.

Once the Small Xuanwu Qiangang Formation collapses, it is impossible for the remaining killing formations to stop the Nine Emperors.

When the time comes, the Lingquan treasure land will flow into a river of blood.

"I didn't expect that Qingcheng Holy Land and other ancient forces would unite with six eighth-level emperors to come to help. The Little Xuanwu Qiangang Formation was ultimately unable to stop it..."

Zhou Song took a deep breath and his eyes flickered.

"Get ready for the challenge!"

Zhou Song said in a long voice.

In the Lingquan Treasure Land, an army of 200,000 strong men has already been prepared.

Ye Wuchang, Tang Yue, Gu Qingfeng, Emperor Ling Xiao and others, as well as many assassins from the Blood Clothes Sect, and even the elders and disciples from the Donghua Sect, all looked solemn at this moment and were ready to fight.

"Hahahaha, no matter how powerful this formation is, what will happen? In the face of absolute power, it will eventually become futile!"

"Now that this formation is about to collapse, I want to see how you can resist us and meet our wrath next?"

Seeing that the small Xuanwu Qiangang Formation in front of him was mottled with cracks and had reached its limit, Emperor Qingcheng immediately couldn't help laughing wildly.

Then he looked stern and raised his hand to deliver the final blow, completely destroying and crushing this cracked formation.

However, no one noticed the blood-clothed ancestor rushing towards him in the distance in the void.

At this moment, the attention of Emperor Qingcheng and others had been attracted by the formation that was about to collapse in front of them, and they did not even notice the arrival of the blood-clothed ancestor.

Especially at this moment, Emperor Qingcheng saw that the defensive formation blocking their steps was about to completely collapse. At this moment, he relaxed his vigilance a little, and turned his hand to press the small cracked Xuanwu Qiangang Formation in front of him.

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But at this moment, the blood-clothed ancestor suddenly took action.

A killing sword emerged from the void and stabbed towards Emperor Qingcheng's temple at a terrifying speed.

The killing sword made no sound, and even

Not a trace of murderous intent was revealed, and it was thrust out at lightning speed.

Emperor Qingcheng was striking at the Little Xuanwu Qiangang Formation with one palm. How could he have expected that someone would lurk next to him and attack him?

The killing sword came towards him, and Emperor Qingcheng felt a strong sense of crisis. He suddenly looked sideways, and saw a killing sword heading towards him at a terrifying speed. His pupils suddenly shrank, and in his eyes

Full of anger and fear.

"you……"

Emperor Qingcheng was so frightened that he had no time to dodge or even make any response. The killing sword that was originally nailed to his temple was nailed into the center of his eyebrows with a "pop" sound.

The supreme Taoist weapon hanging high above his head and guarding his body that Emperor Qingcheng sacrificed before, and the defensive rays of light hanging down, failed to stop the blood-clothed ancestor's killing sword in the slightest.

The jet-black killing sword stabbed at him, easily piercing through the defensive brilliance like tofu, and accurately nailed the Qingcheng Emperor between his brows.

Emperor Qingcheng's pupils shrank to pinpoints, with strong unwillingness and anger in his eyes.

"Why……"

This was the only thought that came to his mind.

He knew who was behind the attack.

Apart from the Blood-clothed Ancestor, there is no one else who can quietly sneak up on him and assassinate him.

But why did the blood-clothed ancestor kill him?

Shouldn't he go after Emperor Haotian?

As a reward, he was given a high-quality cave paradise. He had no reason not to accept such a rich mission reward. Why did he appear here and why did he attack him?

However, the blood-clothed ancestor didn't talk nonsense with him at all. After killing Emperor Qingcheng with one sword, he immediately drew his sword and retreated.

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br> "Brother Qingcheng!"

Emperor Xuan Qing's expression changed drastically, and he couldn't help but exclaimed.

The sword of the blood-clothed ancestor is too fast.

His move was also unexpected.

It wasn't until the blood-clothed ancestor sheathed his sword and disappeared that the remaining emperors came to their senses.

"Blood-clothed Ancestor!"

The expressions of Emperor Jiuxiao and others changed drastically, and they immediately became alert.

In a short period of time, the previous Brahma Emperor, now the second eighth-level emperor, fell under the assassination of the blood-clothed ancestor!

This made Emperor Jiuxiao and Emperor Ji Le's fear of the blood-clothed ancestor immediately rise to a new level.

The methods of the blood-clothed ancestors were so astonishing. Under their noses, assassinating the eighth-level emperor at the same level as them was like trying to retrieve something from a bag.

How can this make them not afraid?

"Ancestor in Blood Clothes, why did you attack Emperor Qingcheng, and what exactly do you want to do?"

The eyes of the several great emperors present bloomed with blazing light, they used eye skills, looked around, and were alert.

These are all eighth-level emperors with profound cultivation and their methods are naturally extraordinary.

Unprepared, they faced the sudden attack of the blood-clothed ancestor and found it difficult to react.

But now that he was on full alert, the blood-clothed ancestor's assassination methods were not so easy to work.

Xuanqing Tianzun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he stretched out his hand in front of the blood-clothed ancestor to assassinate Emperor Qingcheng in the void, and a rune flashed in his palm and flew.

"go!"

He chanted the magic formula in his mouth, and then the runes in his palms burst into light and rushed into the void, turning into a ray of light and rushing towards the place where the blood-clothed ancestor was hiding.


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