In the Lingxiao Palace, all the demon clan powerful men looked solemn. If this continues, none of the 200,000 demon clan elites will be able to come back.
"Fellow Taoists, can you find a way to rush to the East China Sea quickly and save all the sons of my demon clan?" Di Jun's eyes were as bright as lightning, but the underlying worry could not be concealed at any cost.
"Your Majesty, there is no need to worry. It just so happens that I am going to the East China Sea! These two hundred thousand men, I will send them back to heaven safely!" When Li Qingming saw the powerful demon clan, they all looked embarrassed.
"Colorful," he said with a hearty smile.
"In this case, I'm troublesome fellow Taoist!" Di Jun and Taiyi looked at each other, stood up and said to Li Qingming.
Li Qingming nodded lightly and left through the space.
It was at this juncture that Fei Lianhou was exhausted on the battlefield and accidentally exposed a flaw.
The eyes of the man in black robe were shining, and the three-foot green blade in his hand was filled with brilliance, overflowing with colorful magic sand, like a river of stars flowing, it was very dreamy and colorful.
Feilian's eyes suddenly became dull, and the movements of his hands began to become sluggish. Those colorful phantom sands were not known to be heavy, and each one flowed through the void. They were very coquettish and beautiful, and they moved forward firmly.
Fei Lian's whole body flowed.
"boom!"
The colorful river surged forward and suddenly became violent, roaring, and suddenly exuded the pressure of the pinnacle of the quasi-sage, like a mountain collapsing, shocking people's hearts and minds.
Not far away, Ying Zhao gritted his teeth bitterly, raised a bottle of wind and fire, and threw it in the direction of Fei Lian. The billowing wind of the Nine Heavens and the essence of the sun formed a strong and incomparable force as fast as lightning.
The blue-red energy wall firmly protected Fei Lian behind the wall.
"boom!"
The two met and had a strong collision! However, the green-red wall of energy finally blocked the Colorful Tianhe, preventing it from moving forward at all.
"Hmph! Childish!" The man in black robes sneered. The black long sword in his hand flashed again, and a colorful galaxy that was exactly the same as before escaped again. Rich power fluctuations and exciting voids appeared.
Tiny cracks.
Seeing the second colorful Milky Way rushing towards the blue-red energy wall, Yingzhao fell into despair for a moment.
"Broken!" Suddenly, this voice, like a life-saving straw, pulled Ying Zhao back.
Li Qingming rode Xiong Da out of the space crack. He pulled out the Qiankun Ruler and suddenly wheeled forward.
"Bang!"
The pure jade-like Qiankun Ruler produced a series of cyan ripples, piercing the void and directly hitting the galaxy, causing huge waves. Not far away, the figure of the man in black robe who let out a weird smile "Jie Jie" shook, and a ray of light escaped from his eyebrows.
There was black blood, and there was an incredible look in his eyes.
Although the seven-colored phantom sand is as heavy as a mountain and solid and immortal, it is still unable to stop it from the saint's casual attack.
The man in black robe suddenly turned his head, looked at Li Qingming cautiously, and asked hoarsely: "Who are you?"
Li Qingming chuckled: "The person who wants your life!"
Li Qingming called back the Qiankun Ruler with his right hand and held it in his hand. His whole body was filled with the misty aura of jade. He pressed forward.
The man in black robe grinned with a sneer and said: "No matter who you are, as long as you hinder the master, you will die!"
"Wow..."
The colorful galaxy slowly flowed, making a gurgling sound. It penetrated the void, flickering in and out. It made waves of clear waves on the blue water and continued to flow.
"Haha, you little kid!" Li Qingming smiled disdainfully, turning the Qiankun Ruler in his hand casually, hitting tens of thousands of blows in one breath, smashing the void directly into pieces. The endlessly flowing colorful river suddenly suddenly
It was cut off, and the sound of running water stopped abruptly. The colorful fantasy sand exuded a shining brilliance and stayed quietly in the void, seeming to have become an ownerless thing.
The black-robed man's eyebrows once again dripped with traces of dark blood. From his violent fluctuations in mana, it is not difficult to imagine that he is trying his best to recover this colorful magic sand. This rare treasure is his master
The gift, along with the blood-drinking sword in his hand, he had carefully refined since he got it, but he didn't expect it to be taken away.
However, how could Li Qingming let this duck fly? The green jade pure essence finally became violent, and the flying force fluctuations suddenly drowned all the colorful fantasy sand. Immediately, the Qiankun Ruler
A flash of white light took in all the colorful fantasy sand.
The Lingbao was suddenly snatched away, and the man in black robe, who was mentally damaged, spat out a mouthful of blood like ink, looked at Li Qingming with great hatred, and said: "Your Majesty, what a trick! The Youzhu Guards obey the order and quickly take this
Capture and kill! Kill!"
"Swipe, swipe, swipe..."
A strong sound of piercing the sky could be heard. The other twelve men in black robes who had been standing on the edge of the battlefield heard the words and rushed towards Li Qingming like lightning. In the blink of an eye, they dispersed and surrounded Li Qingming in the center.
A storm of cold spiritual energy suddenly arose, blowing up the black robes of these twelve people, revealing their faces underneath.
I saw these thirteen men in black robes, all with disheveled hair, haggard faces, and blood stains all over their bodies. The strong death energy surged with the wind. Although there was a scorching sun, the place still seemed extremely cold and gloomy.
The forest aura made all the monsters present feel extremely uncomfortable.
The leader of the black-robed man, "Jie Jie", said with a strange smile: "These twelve living dead are made from the great demons carefully selected by the master during the Long Han catastrophe! Today, even if you are
The sub-sage also has his soul to return to the earth! Jie Jie Jie..."
Li Qingming Brick looked at the twelve demon bodies, smiled coldly and said, "Are you sure?"
"During the Great Tribulation of Longhan, these twelve demonic corpses killed tens or even hundreds of millions of Phoenix Clan and strong beasts for their master. Hmph! You think you alone can kill these twelve
With a demonic corpse? Take action, Jie Jie Jie..." At this moment, the leading man in black robe simply put down all his guard, his eyes were as cold as lightning, and Jie Jie burst out laughing.
Twelve demonic corpses, the endless aura of death surged out towards Li Qingming. If it were an ordinary person, the evil aura would definitely invade the body, and the body would immediately weaken. But the endless aura of death that surged forward only stopped.
Before Yuqing Zhenyuan, it would be difficult to have the slightest impact on it.
The man in black robe, who had been extremely arrogant just now, finally discovered a terrible fact. When the surging death energy encountered Li Qingming, it was like a mouse meeting a cat. Not only did it not harm Li Qingming, it gradually dissipated and died.
This made him shocked.
What a joke! When Li Qingming was fighting in the Yunmeng battlefield among the three innate tribes, how could he be afraid of the death aura? Later, during the Long Han catastrophe, even among the demon tribes where the evil aura was rampant, he did not die at all.
.How can you defeat Li Qingming if he is just dead-spirited?
"Hahaha, what are the Twelve Demonic Corpses? They have such a great reputation, but they are not just roosters and dog robbers! Now that they have met me, they should just turn into ashes obediently!" Li Qingming laughed and suddenly jumped up.
The Qiankun Ruler in his hand seemed to turn into a sharp spiritual sword. Tens of thousands of milky-white sword energy shot up into the sky, directly cutting the twelve demon corpses that had not had time to escape into blood mist.
The rich smell of blood floated throughout the void, making people feel sick when they smell it.
"How is that possible!" The man in black robe's eyes bulged out when he saw it. He cursed in a low voice and started to pinch the seal in his hand crazily. "Shashasha!"
The twelve demonic corpses that had originally turned into blood mist suddenly made a strange sound and quickly gathered in the middle. In less than a cup of tea, the twelve demonic corpses that had just died suddenly reshaped their bodies and stood again in the center.
In front of the man in black robe.
"Huh?" Li Qingming let out a strange sigh and said, "It's interesting!"
"Even if you are a saint, you must stay alive today!" The man in black robe stuck out his tongue and licked his dry lips and said viciously.
Twelve demonic corpses slowly surrounded them again, and every sentence of the demonic corpses was filled with a terrifying murderous intent.
"I wonder if you are afraid of fire?" Li Qingming murmured softly, but found that the man in black robes trembled when he heard this. He suddenly had concerns in his heart.
Li Qingming turned into a streak of cyan lightning and quickly rushed across the battlefield, the Qiankun Ruler in his hand rotating continuously.
With the first blow, Li Qingming threw the Qiankun Ruler on the head of a demon corpse. The white brains mixed with the light gray blood suddenly splashed out, and the demon corpse immediately fell to the ground. At the same time, a trace of
Faint gray flames followed the cracked wound and quickly penetrated into the demon corpse.
The second blow, the milky-white Qiankun Ruler, struck hard on the right arm of a demon corpse. The force was so strong that the entire right arm flew away. Gray-red blood rained like a fountain.
Like a thin stream of flames, a faint gray flame shot out along the arm.
…
In the next few blows, every time Li Qingming threw the Qiankun Ruler, a demonic corpse collapsed and opened a huge wound. Then, gray flames would flow in.
The man in black robe looked on with confusion: "This guy clearly knows that demon corpses can repair their bodies through seals, so why do they still hurt them instead of completely destroying them? Did he give up?"
Just when the demon corpse was hit in the abdomen by Li Qingming in the twelfth round and flew away. Li Qingming glanced at the man in black robe strangely, and the man in black robe was frightened by the sight.
"Explode!" Li Qingming immediately let out a light scold, and the twelve demonic corpses exploded into a scorching flame almost at the same time. The gray flames, fierce flames, swept across the sky. The twelve flames beat, and the temperature was blazing.
The waters of the East China Sea are scorching, and the boiling water boils in a matter of seconds.
"Ouch!"
Twelve painful howls resounded throughout the East China Sea, and soon became inaudible!
It was still the mysterious waters, and the angry roar came from the dark cave.
"Who is it? Who is it? You dare to kill my ancestor's demonic corpse. When my ancestor's magical powers are fully realized, you will be turned into ashes!"