Xiang Que's eighteen levels of purgatory are like eighteen cages. In a very short period of time, they have imprisoned almost half of the cultivators and monsters in Zhenjun Erlang's world. This suppression will not happen for the time being.
If you want to kill these people, you can suppress them and stop them from pestering you like a bunch of flies.
In fact, Xiang Que could forcefully activate the Chaos Sky Fire to refine theirs, but he couldn't do this.
Thousands of people and monsters, that's thousands of lives. Xiang Que is not an inhuman executioner. It is impossible for him to kill so many people with such ruthlessness, otherwise his mentality may collapse.
As for the remaining people, they just use magic and magical powers to attack from a distance, and no one will get too close.
I dare not!
Erlang Zhenjun couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Apart from the Immortal Emperor, this person was probably the most difficult person he had encountered in the past thousand years. This person was so difficult to deal with that he even felt that he was a bit stronger than Lu Ya.
The main reason is that Xiang Que has too many endless methods. He can destroy one of the opponent's methods by defeating ten levels at once, but it will be quite difficult if he keeps breaking the opponent's magical power.
"If I don't kill you, then when I compete for the position of Immortal Emperor, you will definitely be one of my strongest competitors..."
Xiang Que glanced at him sideways and said calmly: "I was planning to tell you what you said again. It's just for each other!"
As far as the current situation in the immortal world is concerned, Xiang Que has encountered several ruthless characters who are qualified to compete for the immortal emperor, such as Jiang Taixu, Yu Yuan, Qi Changqing and Kong Xuan, etc., as well as himself, Xiao Longren and Han Jingfeng.
There may be a chance, and the Erlang Zhenjun in front of me must be one.
There are also the great witches from the witch clan and the ancestral witches who have not achieved the realm of Immortal Emperor. If calculated in this way, the quota of twenty-one Immortal Emperors in the entire Immortal World is simply not enough.
Moreover, this does not include some masters who have not shown up, such as Erlang Zhenjun. There is no telling when another one will pop up.
There are too many people in the Immortal World, and there are too few Immortal Emperor positions. The final result will inevitably be a big fight and the winner takes all. It is impossible for people on your own side to compete, so you can only kill the hostile people.
Increase your chances here.
And not only Xiang Que thinks so, I'm afraid Erlang Zhenjun also has the same thought.
At the same time, when Xiang Que's eighteen levels of purgatory imprisoned the people of Zhenjun Erlang, the other party did not show any panic or panic. He even saw that the other party did not seem to have much reaction.
Xiang Que is very confused, how much do you have to be someone who doesn't care about yourself to be so cold-blooded?
Just when he was confused, he saw Erlang Zhenjun suddenly put down the three-pointed knife in his hand, and then he reached out and made a move, and a jade tablet flew out from somewhere in his Taoist world and fell into his hand.
Xiang Que squinted his eyes and took a closer look. The jade tablet was about 60 to 70 centimeters in size. It seemed to be quite thin. It had a triangular shape on top, and there seemed to be a base below, with some carved runes in the middle.
lace, and then there are a few simple large characters printed in the middle.
"Blessed by God!"
Xiang Que said subconsciously: "The last sentence should come next, the emperor issued an edict..."
Erlang Zhenjun held the jade tablet in both hands with a very solemn expression. It seemed that this thing was special and supreme and could not be blasphemed.
At this time, True Monarch Erlang was facing Xiang Que with an awe-inspiring look on his face, and he muttered something in his mouth: "According to Heaven, by the Emperor's edict, you have violated the Eighteenth Rule of Heaven. I will punish you on behalf of the Emperor and grant you the destruction of your soul..."
Xiang Que listened with a confused look on his face, what is this all about?
What is the Emperor of Heaven?
Return the rules of heaven?
Make me lose my mind?
Xiang Que had a feeling that this Three-Eyed Erlang Master seemed to be cursing me. He couldn't beat me and had nothing to do, so he started cursing and wanted to curse me!
However, after this idea came up, Xiang Que also realized that this was impossible. Erlang Shen didn't know how to curse. How could a master of this level do such a thing? After all, he didn't seem to have all his firepower.
Woolen cloth.
Therefore, since he is not swearing, he is serious.
When Xiang Que's idea first came to him, he immediately realized that something was wrong. At this moment, his soul suddenly seemed to be covered with a strange and unpredictable talisman.
arts.
"boom!"
Xiang Que's mind felt like it was exploding. His eyes went blank for a moment, and his mind immediately went blank. Especially as his soul seemed to be torn apart. This feeling of excruciating pain almost made him almost die.
He fell headlong from mid-air.
Got hit!
This is indeed some kind of curse, and it should be related to the soul.
This was too weird for Xiang Que. He had never encountered such a situation before. It seemed that the other party had done nothing, but he seemed to be dying.
Erlang Zhenjun was still mumbling words, Xiang Que felt the pain, as if he might explode at any time. If his will was not firm enough, the result would be death.
Xiang Queqiang gritted his teeth, held his breath, and held on tightly. At the same time, he mobilized the majestic breath of heaven to maintain the movement of his soul, otherwise he would not dare to move rashly the next moment.
"Wow!" Zhenjun Erlang put away the jade tablet, and what was visible to the naked eye was that a dense layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his breathing became rapid, as if he was using this magical power.
Sometimes, he also has to expend a lot of energy and blood, and he can't hold on all the time.
Erlang Zhenjun once again grasped the three-pointed knife, then pointed the tip of the knife at Xiang Que, and said lightly: "I will kill you on behalf of the Emperor of Heaven... You are actually more able to stand up than I thought. I didn't expect that your
The Taoist heart can be so tenacious, but that’s where it ends!”
At this critical moment, although Xiang Que's soul was suffering indescribable pain, the connection between him and his consciousness was not broken.
Xiang Que's spiritual consciousness has been completely covered in the runes of Zhenjun Erlang's armor.
At this time, the opponent rushed towards him quickly, and the three-pointed knife was about to cut off Xiang Que's head.
When Han Jingfeng and Xiaolongren saw this, their hearts trembled, and they realized that it was already too late to rescue them.
The process just now was said to be slow, but in fact the whole process took place in the blink of an eye, barely more than ten seconds.
Seeing it, Xiang Que's head was about to be chopped off by the blade of the three-pointed knife.
At this critical moment, Xiang Quetongue burst into spring thunder and shouted: "Broken!"