The three immortal kings fought, and the roar of the Yantian Dojo filled the sky.
Palace Master Yao Yue was really domineering, and did not lose at all when fighting against two. On the contrary, the other two immortal kings frequently fought for blood in the sky, especially Yan Tian, who was not good at fighting, and was specially taken care of by Yao Yue more than once.
"Old man Qingtian."
Mr. Yantian was so beaten that he howled more than once.
He is calling for the immortal Qing, who can't even win against a junior?
Qing Tianren did respond, but he howled one after another. Yao Yue raised her eyebrows when she heard it. If it was true, the old man was beaten, otherwise he would not howl so domineeringly.
"What a long face."
Yao Yue smiled sweetly, the eternal lineage was indeed not something to be denied.
Compared to him, Mengxian and Yantian's expressions were particularly ugly. They couldn't defeat Yaoyue together, so they had to find someone to help them fight, but Qingzhen was accidentally hit by a junior.
ah.!
There was another roar from the blue sky, full of hatred and anger.
After finishing the work, the dark world was filled with rumbling sounds.
After taking a closer look, he realized that it was Zhao Yun and Qing Tian who were using secret techniques to fight each other from east to west. The light of swords and the shadows of palm prints and fists were flying all over the sky. The collision of fire was quite dazzling in the darkness.
Look at the appearance of the two of them, one is more miserable than the other.
Let's talk about old man Qingtian, his blood and bones are exposed all over his body.
Young Master Zhao was even bloodier than him, and he seemed to have lost all trace of his human form. Even though he had the Ten Thousand Immortals Art to hold him up, he could not keep up with the speed of his injuries. However, his fighting spirit was unparalleled, and he fought even more powerfully than the Immortal King.
It was precisely because of his strength that he drove Qingtian crazy.
The foundation of the eternal immortal body refreshed his bottom line of shock.
"I have seen big scenes."
Yun Liangzi's words are profound.
Compared to fighting the eight moon gods alone, this is a small scene. The rumors about eternity are not empty talk. This lineage is a ruthless person. The new generation of eternity
The immortal body is about to rise against the sky.
"Kill me."
Following Qingzhen's voice, the entire darkness swayed.
One could see the darkness and mist, and a big bloody hand grabbed it from the sky, as heavy as a mountain. In front of it, Zhao Yun was as small as an ant. He could not withstand the pressure, and his leg bones broke with a crack.
"The devil outside the sky." Yun Cangzi muttered.
Although Mr. Zhao didn't say anything, he had heard of such secret techniques.
Speaking of which, this demon statue outside the sky is similar to Prajna's captive giant Buddha. Even with Qingtian's peak cultivation level, he only summoned one hand, which shows how powerful the complete demon statue is.
boom!
In the midst of lightning and flint, the giant hand of the devil has arrived.
Zhao Yun escaped with one step, condensed his two big hands with his essence, grabbed the big demon statue's hand, and pulled it out desperately. When he was fighting with Prajna, he once pulled out the giant Buddha and threw it violently.
Buzz!
He tugged like this, and the dark world swayed again, until the blue sky could not stand still.
Without waiting for him to stand firm, Mr. Zhao invited the demon statue out. It was as huge as a giant mountain, and its huge eyes were like a wine vat, shining with a bloody and dying light.
Wow!
Yun Canangzi exclaimed, which was really an eye-opener.
Looking at Qing Tianzhen, he was also shocked and horrified.
It was under their gaze that Young Master Zhao smashed the Heavenly Demon Statue on the ground, causing cracks to break out in the darkness, and mottled light shot in from the outside, which was particularly dazzling.
puff!
Qing Tianren couldn't breathe smoothly and gushed blood on the spot.
The demon is connected to him, and its backlash is very domineering.
boom!
Zhao Yun's energy and blood surged, and he violently threw the demon statue from the sky for the second time.
I don’t know what this thing is made of, it’s not that hard.
It doesn't matter. Mr. Zhao likes to resist falling.
If you drop it a few times, everything will be smashed to pieces.
Sure enough, a clicking sound soon sounded.
The huge demon statue really cracked. ??
Since the first crack, it has been out of control. The entire demon statue seemed to be covered with a spider web. The cracks exploded one after another, blood spurted out, and howls resounded in the darkness.
"Not broken yet?"
Zhao Yun's waist and horse merged into one, and he fell violently again.
As soon as it was broken, the demon statue exploded into flying pieces. Blood poured out like rain, dyeing the darkness red. The light of destruction left one or two thunder and lightning, and then it withered away.
puff!
Ever since he started practicing Taoism, Qing Tianren has been so domineering and spitting blood.
The demon statue was smashed to pieces, and half of his immortal king's body collapsed on the spot.
"it's your turn."
Zhao Yun, who had just knocked down the demon statue, was swept by the evil spirits.
He was afraid that his eyes were red with blood, and he was in a state of madness. He attacked regardless of the cost. Although he had no weapons in his hands, he was punching hard to the point where Qingtian could not stand firm.
ah.!
Qingtian's howl, I don't know whether it is anger or shock.
Or it might be painful, because his broken body of the Immortal King was being beaten to pieces by this young man with the Eternal Immortal Body. His flesh and bones were stained with blood and collapsed like darkness, exploding into pieces of bloody ash.
"This kid has such a domineering mood."
The remnant soul of Yun Canangzi hidden in Zhao Yun's body gasped.
He was the only spectator, and he saw the most vivid thing. Ever since the demon statue was smashed to pieces by this kid, Zhao Zilong's fighting spirit has been extremely strong.
Qingtian's secret spells come out frequently, but they can't stop his golden fists. He has seen Wu Niantian break through ten thousand means with one palm, and now he has also witnessed that one punch can break all means.
Destroy!
Zhao Yun punched out again, with unparalleled power that could be unparalleled.
Qingtian's human body was exploded on the spot, and half of her illusory soul was also destroyed. Yun Canangzi was horrified to see that, the peak immortal king! He was beaten so badly by a junior.
"Save me."
Qingtian was frightened and turned around to escape from the darkness.
The three kings who were still fighting in the outside world looked sideways at the same moment and saw such miserable Qing Tianren. They couldn't help but be shocked. In their own home court, the pinnacle immortal king was actually beaten to death.
Moreover, the opponent is still in the Cave Void Realm.
However, I borrowed the power of the Immortal King.
"What a waste."
Master Yan Tian snorted coldly and stretched out his big hand from the distance.
Palace Master Yaoyue didn't give him a chance and swung his sword to kill the big hand.
She stopped Yantian, but failed to stop Mengxian. Mengxian's crystal jade hand had reached towards the blue sky. This immortal king could not die. If he was buried, it would be extremely difficult to deal with Yao Yue.
"Come in!"
Before Meng Xian's jade hand touched the blue sky, he saw an iron chain coming out of the darkness.
It was Zhao Yun who used the iron chain of Origin Condensation to lock Qing Tianren and drag him back into the darkness. Even when Meng Xian grabbed the air with one hand and tried to save him again, Yao Yue's exterminating sword had already struck him.
Mengxian hurriedly pulled away and avoided the decisive blow.
When she looked into the darkness again, all that was left was the roar.
Beyond the roar, there is the wailing of the blue sky.
When the rumblings died down, the screams disappeared.
The darkness gradually faded away, leaving only a bloody figure walking out from inside, holding a bloody fairy sword. It was Zhao Yun. With his bloody clothes and hair, he looked like a Shura who had walked out of hell.