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Chapter 2252

Chapter 2252

Blood stained the sky and stretched for dozens of miles.

It is the fall of immortals and the sprinkling of blood.

It is the unwilling roar before the soul dissipates, and the overwhelming resentment after the soul is shattered.

No one knows how many people Suning has killed and how many more people he will kill.

After running away in a hurry, the monks in the immortal world saw only a ray of golden light penetrating the clouds, looming, as if it would land at any time.

Then the sky was filled with blood and rain, the ice was cold, and it shocked people's hearts.

"Emperor Changqing?"

"Heh, not bad."

"I finally met a big fish along the way, the Lord of the Realm of the Seventeenth True Immortal."

"If I remember correctly, when I first came to the fairy world, you were on the side of Huo Xuan and others."

"Speaking for Huo Xuan, is that the dog Duan Ziqian keeps outside?"

"Uh-huh."

The silver light flashed, and the sword's light began to appear.

Suning was still 30,000 meters away, but the long sword that he concentrated on appeared out of thin air on the head of Emperor Chang Qing.

To be precise, it is suspended directly above the main hall of Changqing Immortal Palace.

"Boom."

In an instant, the earth shook and the mountains shook, dust and smoke filled the air, and under the pressure of terror, the disciples of the inner and outer sects of the Changqing Immortal Realm who were stationed in the Shanmen Square screamed shrilly one by one. Their seven holes were bleeding and they staggered to the ground.

The limbs are curled up and the skin is cracked.

It was so painful that I could no longer make a sound, and my whole body was shaking non-stop.

In this way, just two breaths before and after, hundreds of people were stunned and died.

"Suning."

In the empty hall, Emperor Changqing roared lowly, with a ferocious face.

His teeth were biting the tip of his tongue, and his arms were spread across his chest.

"boom."

The martial spirit surges and the clothes bulge.

The Qiankun bag tied around his waist exploded, and a long yellow jade slip flew out at an extremely fast speed.

"Want to kill me? Hahaha, just have your spring and autumn dream."

"I have made countless enemies since my practice, and I have been secretly preparing for this day."

"For this reason, I did not hesitate to use the remaining resources of an entire abandoned star realm in exchange for a protective trump card from Gu Changxiao, the ancestor of the Martial Palace, which contains the Dzogchen cultivation of the seventh level of the Semi-Saint."

"Unless you are in the eighth realm of Semi-Saint, you will never be able to break through my protective light shield in one move."

"And this delay is enough for me..."

"Hula."

Before he finished speaking, the jade slip turned into ashes.

Under the blessing of surging literary energy, thousands of transparent lines began to rotate around the Changqing Emperor.

From top to bottom, circle by circle, layer by layer, until the beginning and end are connected into the essence.

"town."

His eyes flashed fiercely, and he shouted harshly.

Emperor Chang Qing regarded the tragic death of his disciples as nothing, and only wanted to resist Suning's attack.

"Bang bang bang."

The eaves of the main hall made of cold iron collapsed inch by inch, and the sword flashed away and struck the bottom with one strike.

"One move is not enough? What about two moves?"

A joking and mocking voice sounded muffled outside the mask, with a sense of killing a chicken to scare the monkeys: "Although we are in the fairyland at the moment, as long as I don't stop, Duan Laogou, who you can rely on, will get two at the fastest."

It takes an hour to catch up with me.”

"Those who meet me during this period will die, and those who try to stop me will die. Thousands of them, too numerous to count."

"Don't say that the defensive light barrier of Gu Changxiao Half-Saint's Seventh Realm of Great Perfection is the Eighth Realm. What about the Ninth Realm?"

"The trump card is death, but I am alive."

"I have a steady stream of law power at my disposal, and with three moves I will wipe you out."

"And you, do you have a second trump card?"

He sneered again and again, and the sword glow expanded infinitely.

In the shadow burning like a blazing fire, the sharp edge struck the light shield outside Chang Qing Emperor's body with the force of thunder.

"Buzz."

The buzzing is endless, piercing the eardrums.

The next moment, the two laws are entangled, you come and I go, like a dragon and a tiger fighting with great momentum.

"Squeaky."

The copper and iron walls of the main hall were skewed and twisted under the impact of the rebounding force, sinking deeper into the ground inch by inch.

Beams and columns were broken, and iron filings were flying.

In an instant, this majestic fairy palace, which was originally extremely luxurious, was completely destroyed, and the shadow of its former majesty was no longer visible.


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