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Chapter 987 Forty-five pulses

Sure enough, as soon as the cold moon entered the river, which was pushed up one by one, the wind and waves began to subside. When the last wind and waves were flattened, the river was as calm as a mirror.

Xiao Qiyue is destined to die, because the cold of the cold moon makes the world extremely cold, and Xiao Qiyue will die from the cold unless he is crushed into a pulp.

Xiao Qiyue was indeed numb from the cold, but he was still fighting.

The parasol kept shooting out the strong sun towards the cold moon.

However, Mr. Xiao Zhen is too powerful.

That scorching sun is like a firefly competing with the bright moon, and is vulnerable to a single blow.

‘Wudian Divine Power’, no self and no form!

Xiao Qiyue forgot that he was the first level of Wutian Divine Skill.

There is nothing between heaven and earth, Xiao Qiyue is empty.

Now that everything is gone, naturally, the pressure brought by Xiaosen and Hanyue no longer exists.

This is a kind of non-existence on a spiritual level, but in fact it still exists.

However, there is no longer any pressure on Xiao Qiyue.

The second level of ‘Wutian Divine Art’ – the three layers of transformation!

The calm river stirred up, and Mr. Xiao Zhen was dumbfounded for a moment.

"Why are there two cold moons?"

Not only were there two cold moons, but there was also an extra parasol.

This is the result of Xiao Qiyue's three layers of transformation. He actually transformed into Hanyue and Luoyang Umbrella.

The cold moon and the falling parasol, one is cold, can be understood as yin, and the other is yang, yin and yang complement each other...

The lonely yin does not last long, the lonely yang does not grow...

Yang and Yin attract each other!

The original version of Han Yue in "The Great River" even confused herself. As a result, Han Yue and Luo Yue, who were incompatible with each other, attracted each other and actually slowly approached and then got closer...

Finally, the perfect combination...fit.

In fact, it was Xiao Qiyue who confused them all by confusing the real with the fake.

In this way, the real and fake Hanyue are paired with the Luo Parasol, and the two pairs collide.

The cold moon and the setting sun merge completely.

As a result, they were all swallowed up by Xiao Qiyue.

Those two terrifying energies are destroying life.

Thirty-six rivers evolved... Thirty-seven... Thirty-nine... Forty... Forty-five.

When the branches of Xiaoqiyue River expanded to forty-five, it suddenly stopped. However, Hanyue and Luoyang still had a lot of energy and were still impacting.

There is no other way but to expand the branch vessels and drive the main artery.

The river thickened and finally swelled to its limit.

"Quickly retreat!"

When he saw a cold moon and a scorching sun rising, Mr. Xiao Zhen finally woke up, screamed, and with all his pulses stretched, he smashed the demon in an instant and carried Xiao Sen away.

Here, a piece of demonic energy came out, blowing Xiaochanghe and hundreds of villagers dozens of miles away.

Rumble!

A huge mushroom cloud rose up, reaching thousands of feet into the sky.

The entire Demon God Heaven was shaken.

Trees were knocked down, flowers and plants were brutally destroyed, and the entire hill collapsed due to the earthquake...

The mountainside in the middle part of Demon God's Sky seems to have been robbed, and everything has changed.

Three villages disappeared, leaving only ruins.

A black light burst out from the top of the Demon God's sky and swept across the ruins of Sancun.

Immediately, a ball of magic smoke twisted and made a domineering voice, "Xiao Zhenjun, what are you doing?"

"I...I...I'm sorry, Third Elder, I accidentally activated Hanyue's ninth wave of impact." Xiao Zhenjun's face stiffened, and he replied bravely.

"It's the ninth wave, not bad. But be careful next time, don't make it like an earthquake. You see, it stirs up the Presbyterian Council." The third elder snorted.

Xiao Qiyue threw the cause and effect into the magic smoke in the air.

Grass!

Hundreds of tributaries!

My mother, these three elders are too terrifying. One clone actually possesses hundreds of tributaries of the Great River Realm.

Then isn’t he also a strong person in the ‘empty realm’?

Xiao Qiyue, who had just broken through the forty-five branches of the river, was immediately poured a basin of cold water on him, chilling his head to the soles of his feet.

When I came here, I was still very ambitious and even thought about wiping out the Demon God.

Now it seems that my little strength is not enough and is arrogant.

"Can the Nine Waves of Cold Moon be so powerful?" At this time, another green demon popped up from the ceiling and asked.

"Xiao Zhenjun, how bold are you?" When the third elder heard this, he thought there was something wrong, and his tone immediately changed.

"Two elders, to be honest, this is the result of the collision between Hanyue and Luoyang Umbrella. This is something I didn't expect. Alas... all three of my villages were destroyed. It's really unlucky." Xiao Zhenjun

His face turned green with anger.

"Isn't the parasol not opened all the time?" the fourth elder asked.

"You have to ask Xiao Changhe about this, he was the one who caused it." When Xiao Zhenjun heard this, he became very angry and snatched Xiao Chang He out of the way.

"I'm reporting to you two elders. Junior, I really couldn't open it. It was Emperor Xiao Qiyue of Liufan Kingdom who opened it." Xiao Changhe knew that he couldn't hide it anymore, so he could only bite the bullet and tell the truth.

"How dare you lie to others? How could an outsider, Xiao Qiyue, open the parasol?" The green evil spirit turned around and slapped Xiao Changhe around in circles. Mr. Xiao Zhenjun on the side looked at it and said, "Let's relieve it. Give it to me again."

Come on a few times...

"Junior is not lying, it's true. I don't know what happened, and I still can't open it now." Xiao Changhe almost cried.

"This is strange." The fourth elder muttered to himself.

"Xiao Zhenjun, bring Xiao Qiyue to the Demon God Summit." After the third elder transmitted the message, a black light flew back to the Golden Summit.

"You are such a bastard, go and get on top of the Demon God." Xiao Zhenjun was so angry that he shouted at Xiao Qiyue with a green face.

"I helped you two activate all the functions of the Town and Village Treasure. Instead of thanking me, you complained about me. It's hard to be a good person in this world." Xiao Qiyue took out the Hanyue and Luoyang Umbrellas.

Xiaozhenjun and Xiaochanghe were both stunned. After receiving it, they used their power to destroy it. Suddenly, the cold moon rose, and the sky and the earth became cold. The setting sun soared, and the sky and the earth reached the sun.

"Hahaha……"

The two old guys laughed out loud at the same time.

"Forget it, since you still have some use, I won't ask you to settle the accounts for the destruction of my three villages." Mr. Xiao Zhen was very satisfied.

"Alas...Your Majesty Xiao Huang, be careful when you get to the top. Otherwise..." Xiao Changhe looked worried.

"I'm sorry, I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave first." Xiao Qiyue cupped her fists and was about to leave.

"Don't want to go?" Mr. Xiaozhen said with a straight face.

"Why, the majestic Demon Emperor has to be a bitch, and refuse to recognize anyone after turning against him?" Xiao Qiyue snorted. A magic wheel rose up, and Xiao Zhenjun almost dropped his jaw.

I felt a terrible pressure for no reason.

"You...you also practice magic skills?"

"How can I help you unlock treasures if you don't practice magic skills?"

"If you don't go, you will die." Xiao Zhenjun hummed.

"I won't go even if I die." Xiao Qiyue blinked at Xiao Changhe.

The old man understood immediately, touched his chin and said, "Grandpa, I heard that Emperor Xiao came here to find his parents."

"Are you asking your parents to take care of my shit?" Xiao Zhenjun rolled his eyes.

"Why don't you care about your affairs? My father's name is Xiao Tiancheng and my mother's name is Xiao Tianxiang. Are you imprisoned in the Qing-Slaying Heaven and the Soul-Peeling Land?" Xiao Qiyue looked angry.

"Good boy, we finally found the rightful owner. Do you still want to leave today?" Mr. Xiao Zhen suddenly became angry. As soon as the sword came out from behind, Qianjian Liuyun returned to the clan!

Thousands of swords fired together, turning into a flowing cloud and slashing at Xiao Qiyue.

With three heads and six arms, Qianjian Liuyunyi returned to his clan, and the sword light waved in the air.

"You kid stole what I learned." Mr. Xiao Zhen was furious, and with a clang, the Thousand Swords were destroyed.

"Try Lao Tzu's 'Ten Thousand Swords Cheng Ming!'"

Ten thousand swords came out, the sword light was like the sea, the waves rolled up, and made a huge buzzing, like a tsunami passing through the hundreds of miles of ocean.

"Seven Kills of the Zanghai!" Xiao Qiyue instantly deployed the Seven Kills of the Zanghai Formation. Heaven and earth merged into one, swallowing the light of ten thousand swords.

"Who is that young man?"

"I don't know, but I can actually fight with Mr. Xiao Zhen."

"Has the world changed? Has the military force outside the mountain reached this level?"


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