This blow was so terrifying that the air currents billowing like the sea fell down one after another, as if huge mountains were pressing down furiously.
The void where Dao Ling was was torn apart. His body was shaking and his heart was horrified. This secret technique was so terrifying that it gave him a great sense of crisis.
But at this moment, Dao Ling's eyes narrowed, and the dark coffin in his void bag began to shake violently, as if it was about to fly out.
"Look, Shen Wuqing is here!"
The whole place was in an uproar as they saw a shadow rushing towards him. He was chanting the scriptures and staring at the Demon King of the Tibetan Realm with his cold eyes, as if he was looking at a dead person.
The face of the monk from the Tibetan Realm was gloomy. Is the Demon King of the Tibetan Realm going to die here? Once the two geniuses of the Nine Realms join forces, the Demon King of the Tibetan Realm may not be able to defeat him!
Shen Wuqing was summoning the black coffin, which had already flown out of the void bag. Dao Ling's palm held a corner of the coffin to prevent it from flying out.
"At this time, you still dare to be distracted and risk your life!"
Fang Tian's painted halberd fell down, and the glow was dazzling, like a mountain falling down, and it struck Dao Ling's forehead hard.
"roll!"
Dao Ling's eyes widened, he swallowed the mountains and rivers with anger, his silk threads danced wildly, and his whole person was as powerful as an abyss, like a real dragon rising up.
Under the horrified eyes of the audience, Dao Ling actually turned the coffin with one hand and violently smashed Fang Tian's painted halberd upwards.
"What? What is the Demon King of the Tibetan Realm doing? Is he crazy?" Someone was startled and held a black coffin to attack Fang Tian's painted halberd. Is this looking for death?
"How dare you!" Shen Wuqing was furious, with a ferocious face. Unexpectedly, the Demon King of the Tibetan Realm actually picked up the coffin and threw it at Fang Tian's painted halberd.
But the result was beyond everyone's expectations. The black coffin was lifted up by Dao Ling and struck hard at Fang Tian Hua Ji. When the two collided, the sky shook and the earth shook, ghosts cried and gods howled, and it seemed like a rain of blood fell from the sky and the earth.
With a bang, the black coffin overflowed with hair-raising fluctuations. It seemed that an extremely terrifying giant was buried inside, and it suddenly knocked Fang Tian's painted halberd and the Heavenly Demon Holy Son away.
The hairs on Dao Ling's whole body stood on end, and it felt like something inside the coffin was about to come out, making his skin and bones feel cold.
The entire audience was stunned, staring at the black coffin with disbelieving eyes. What the hell is this? It actually knocked away the Heavenly Demon Saint Son!
"How scary!" Dao Ling still held the corner of the black coffin. His eyes turned to the gloomy Shen Wuqing, and he immediately picked up the coffin and slammed it on him.
"You are seeking death!" Shen Wuqing's face was ferocious, and the sutras he chanted became more and more terrifying. As his chanting became louder and louder, the aura of awakening in the coffin began to converge little by little.
Dao Ling frowned. He found that the coffin was very strange. Shen Wuqing was able to calm down the coffin's anger!
"Give me your life!" Shen Wuqing shouted angrily, sacrificed the broken black bell, exploded with terrifying airflow, and rushed towards Daoling.
"Ah!" The Heavenly Demon Saint Son was also roaring. His hair was disheveled, his eyes were red, and raging anger surged out of his body!
"Demon King of the Hidden Realm, you will die without a doubt!" The Heavenly Demon Holy Son roared wildly. It rushed forward, swept Fang Tian's halberd, and the bright beam of light bloomed, striking at Dao Ling's head.
"kill!"
Another terrifying sword light roiled the world. This was a shadow standing in the void. He took out the two killing swords on his back and slashed at Daoling!
The three great geniuses of the Nine Realms attack here. The world is trembling with fear, thousands of trees are shaking, boundless leaves are dancing wildly, and murderous intent is coming.
Dao Ling's color changed, his whole body was filled with aura, the space was twisting, and his body retreated backwards to avoid the sharp edges of the three geniuses.
"Where are you running!" The Heavenly Demon Saint Son shouted, and he rushed forward, holding the Fang Tian Painting Halberd, to kill Dao Ling!
"The divine order is still valid. If the mission can be completed, my incomplete high-level treasure can also be given to him!"
At this time, there were hundreds of geniuses from the Nine Realms gathered here. When Shen Wuqing's words appeared, the whole place was shocked. Everyone went crazy and angrily chased the shadow across the mountains.
Although this little black clock is incomplete, it is extremely valuable. If it can be repaired, it will be a unique killer weapon!
The whole place was shaken. Too many monks were attacking to kill the Demon King of the Tibetan Realm, trying to keep him behind completely!
"Boom!"
The sky suddenly darkened, and the space was violently twisting. It shook violently one after another, and many people were about to fall to the ground.
A black divine peak pressed down, disrupting the space, filling the air with torrential flames, and terrifying the sky.
Dahei stood on a high mountain, calling for wind and rain, opening his mouth to spit out the Samsara Peak, and feeding it to the monks charging towards the mountains.
"Who dares to stop me from killing the enemy!"
A fierce bird roared, shaking the mountains and rivers, its huge wings were dancing, and the wind blew between the sky and the earth, blocking the space disturbed by the Samsara Peak.
"Roar!"
The void is dull, with layers of cracks, and terrifying blood surging in. This is a manifestation of infinite power, and the void is like paper being broken open.
The iron bull was so fierce that it pressed down with its claws, shocking the ferocious bird to pieces on the spot.
The world was in chaos, and the mountains shook completely. As if they were about to destroy the world, one shadow after another with overwhelming aura rushed in, blocking a large number of monks from the Nine Realms.
With a flick of the brush, a red ribbon tore through the sky, like a stream of red clouds sweeping across the sky. The red clouds rolled up, picking up more than a dozen monks on the spot, and blew them into the distance.
Yan Mengyu's aura was so powerful that the golden elixir flames scattered and burned the void. It was very shocking.
"hateful!"
Shen Wuqing's face was ferocious. Opposite him, a girl with five colors blooming all over her body, riding a silver Pegasus, rushed over. She was so powerful and frightening that she pressed forward with a Kirin seal.
His face looked as ugly as possible. He had been calculating the location of Dao Ling just now. Who knew that a group of people had been killed, and they were so powerful that all of Shen Wuqing's guards were killed.
"Kill this boy from the God Clan!" Dahei roared from a long distance. It knew that Shen Wuqing could calculate the location of the coffin. As long as Dao Ling didn't throw away the coffin, Shen Wuqing could keep track of Dao Ling's traces at all times.
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Dahei is very aware of the horrors of the Nine Realms, and must kill Shen Wuqing, otherwise Dao Ling will encounter a steady stream of resistance and killing, and he will be consumed to death.
There was chaos here in an instant, and the people killed were all very powerful. Many wizards from the nine realms were not enemies of one, and the territory was dyed red with blood.
The battle was terrible. Dao Ling had already seen Dahei and others coming to kill him, but he didn't stay here long.
Shen Wuqing is bound to get the black coffin. Now that he has issued the divine order, he has stirred up a big storm, leaving it here like a huge hornet's nest.
"Demon King of the Hidden Realm, you can't escape!"
There was a roar, and the Heavenly Demon Holy Son was astonishingly terrifying. It was like a bloody lightning burst here. Fang Tian locked the position of Daoling with his halberd and wanted to kill him.
"There is no way for you to survive in heaven or on earth!"
The Yin-Yang Holy Son roared loudly. He knew very well that Dao Ling had taken away the soil and a terrifying catalog. Once he could get it, it would be a huge wealth.
Dao Ling's face was solemn. His injury was very serious. If he didn't recover soon, he might be in big trouble.
"What exactly is a black coffin?"
Dao Ling was shocked and confused. This thing made Shen Wuqing crazy. He felt that the things buried inside must not be simple!
"Buzz!"
Oops, this is Star-Eating Grass giving a warning.
Dao Ling's heart was awe-inspiring, and he felt an extremely cold breath pressing down on him, making his hair stand on end.
"who!"
He looked up and saw that the sky was darkening. It was an extremely ferocious shadow projected over, lying between the sky and the earth, with its head held high, as if it wanted to swallow the entire sky!
"How could it be this guy!"
Saint Son of Yin Yang's eyes trembled violently, his whole body became cold, and there was a hint of shock in his eyes. The creature that came was beyond his expectation.