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One hundred and twentieth chapters extreme self-destruction

Before he finished speaking, a layer of mist appeared in the clouds above. The next moment, a black shadow was seen rushing down from the sky, leaving a series of afterimages. In the blink of an eye, it stood behind everyone.

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Although his sudden words were not high-pitched, the coldness and cruelty in them made Yang Donghao and others feel horrified.

Han Ruo's body was startled, and he turned his head stiffly, only to see a black mist-like figure floating above him not far away, with an extremely cruel light shining in his eyes. The whole person seemed to be like the entire world.

They were all fused together, and the extremely terrifying coercion emanating from his body made people shudder, making the spiritual power in several people's meridians seem to have temporarily stagnated.

The strong aura of death was overwhelming, and the smell of blood was spreading quietly.

The person in front of me is a foreign cultivator who has entered the realm of immortality!

Ever since this dark figure appeared, it was exuding a terrifying pressure that was overwhelming, and Li Xuan felt terrified in his heart:

Calculating based on spiritual power alone, I am afraid that all four people present together would not be able to compete with the alien race in front of them.

As soon as he thought of this, Li Xuan felt a little dry in his throat, and there were roaring sounds in his mind. Inadvertently, through the eyes of the black shadow, he seemed to see countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and his soul began to tremble for no reason.

An extreme doubt was quietly brewing in my heart.

After all, based on my understanding of the Six Paths of the Three Thousand Worlds in the Demon Emperor's Tomb, it is absolutely impossible for the person in front of me to forcefully descend into the Mihuang Realm based on his cultivation level!

The Six Laws that dominate all living beings are the basis for the operation of the three thousand worlds. Even an existence as powerful as the Demon Emperor cannot reverse or change it!

But this fact that is beyond common sense actually happened in front of everyone!

Han Ruo was almost out of control at this moment. She took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down, but her mood was still difficult to calm down.

Presumably, the person in front of him is Kunlong, the eighth prince of the divine race in Ye Xianglun's intelligence.

And Kunlong is the true leader of the entire foreign cultivators in Mihuang Realm.

Only he can possess such cultivation and momentum...

Yang Donghao's eyes flashed one after another, and his heart was already burning with anxiety!

The news that he and Han Ruo had killed Kun Temple before was too great, and there must have been a lot of aliens who came after hearing the news. But at this moment, God King Fang Taiyi was seriously injured. Can he and Han Ruo alone kill Kunlong?

It’s no small problem to get out of the situation intact!

Yang Donghao did not speak. He was rapidly thinking about strategies to deal with the enemy while quickly recovering his spiritual power.

At the moment, although few people knew how Kunlong suddenly appeared, one thing was already very certain:

This deadlock at this moment is absolutely impossible to break!

Thinking of this, the four of them couldn't help but feel their hearts sink.

The figure shrouded in black mist gradually disappeared, and the Eighth Prince of the God Clan let out a sharp and weird laugh and said:

"You ants have made me easy to find, but now, everything will be empty talk... Although your cultivation talent exceeds that of many people in the God Clan, but I will never kill so many people.

Forgive you..."

In his tone, there was a kind of confidence that he was in control of the world, and the comfort of a cat playing with a mouse...

In this short period of one month, Fang Taiyi and Yun Moshang made so much noise that it gave him a headache. At this moment, not only did the tribesmen capture Yun Moshang, who had escaped earlier, but they also captured them all.

Here, I feel so happy.

Fang Taiyi's heart thumped, he raised his head, met Kunlong's eyes in front of him, his eyes shot out boundless sword energy, extremely sharp, and said lightly:

"Han Ruo, Yang Donghao, if you two join forces, it's not impossible to escape..."

Having said this, he glanced at Li Xuan meaningfully and added:

"The reason why Kunlong can appear in Mihuang Realm is because his cultivation level cut him off with a knife. Now, although he has the spiritual power of the Immortal Realm, he can't even exert half of his power..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Kunlong not only sneered twice, but also cast a faint glance at Fang Taiyi, who was seriously injured and dying. He felt that the murderous intention in his heart was even stronger, and he said gloomily:

"You are the scum of the clan. I will definitely take you back and skin you alive!"

The next moment, Han Ruo was seen holding Piaoyu Sword tightly, stepping out step by step, the tip of the sword poked Kunlong's eyebrows far away, and said:

"Today, together with the previous grievances from Tianhan Palace, we will settle the matter!"

"That's it..." The black figure suddenly smiled happily and looked at Hanruo with cold eyes:

"The Tianhan Palace has been destroyed for thousands of years, but I didn't expect that there are still evil species surviving. I didn't expect that you, who is about to turn into a corpse, would still miss the ruins and rubble. Our God Clan has been fighting for nine days outside the territory, and the sects destroyed are not only the Tianhan Palace.

Since we can expel you from the Sun and Moon Realm to the Mihuang Realm, it will be easy to completely destroy your Taoism!"

His words made Han Ruo's delicate body tremble, and the anger in his eyes was clearly uncontrollable.

There was an unmatched enemy in front of him, but Han Ruo didn't have any fear, and his green-white finger bones made a clicking sound. Immediately, a kind of fanatical fighting spirit that regarded death soared in his body like there was no upper limit!

Li Xuan was stunned and looked over subconsciously: It turns out that the Tianhan Palace in the Mihuang Realm was once an immortal super Taoist system from outside the territory!

Looking at Han Ruo's painful expression, Yang Donghao felt his heart tightening. He pulled out a long ink-colored knife from his arms, flashing with divine brilliance, and rushed straight towards Kunlong:

"As everyone knows, in our Mihuang Realm, no matter whether it is a tiger or a dragon, no one is allowed to act arrogantly!"

The long knife was swung repeatedly, making a violent trembling sound. The space it passed caused layers of ripples. Suddenly the wind and clouds surged, the mountains and rivers were turbulent, and wherever the knife passed, only a wild column was left.

Extreme vacuum black hole!

Kunlong's clothes moved automatically without any wind, and he sneered again and again:

"It's ridiculous for a cricket to shake a tree!"

Immediately, I saw the Eighth Prince of the God Clan leisurely raise his palm that was shining with black light. His eyes were full of boundless confidence and pride, and he struck down with his palm without any hesitation.

Boom~~~~~

The sword light and the flesh palm finally collided together without any fuss, and the muffled explosion sound was like a meteorite from the sky suddenly hitting the ground, setting off a huge whirlwind of air!

Bang bang bang~~~~

Light and shadow flickered one after another, and the land with a radius of 1,000 feet below the two people sank by more than three points. Because the soil as hard as steel could not withstand such domineering force, it rumbled from the middle, and rocks hit the sky.

, flying into the sky with huge waves of earth.

This is a terrible collision. Kunlong's black fist is entangled with the sword light in the sky, and the trembling sound is like the clang of immortal iron!

But Li Xuan, who knew Yang Donghao's cultivation strength in his heart, couldn't help but take a breath:

The situation seems to be evenly divided at the moment, but it is actually very different! From the beginning to the end, the Eighth Prince of the God Clan only used one hand to resist the fierce light in the sky, and the residual light in his eyes was still scanning everyone.

!

Ding~~~~

With an extremely clear trembling sound, Yang Donghao's extremely sharp blade was unexpectedly clamped tightly between Kunlong's two fingers, unable to move, and the violent blade light instantly overflowed like a turbulent sea.

"The reason why ants are called ants is because you don't have the capital to fight with gods..." Kunlong's indifferent voice sounded, and he slowly raised his left hand and slapped Yang Donghao in the face.

This palm seemed gentle and slow, but it was impossible for Yang Donghao to avoid it. The black light in his palm was extremely flowing, as if he slapped it casually, with a powerful evil spirit.

Gradually, the black mist became thicker and thicker, turning into a faint galaxy, shaking towards Yang Donghao's face.

Yang Donghao only felt that his right arm seemed to be clamped by a vise and could not move, and his face gradually became serious. In panic, he could only stretch out his left hand and swing it like flying, and struck at the nearest person like a violent storm.

Kunlong is so close!

But no matter what kind of offensive he launched, he was suppressed by the powerful spiritual power of the Eighth Prince of the God Clan! The lingering black mist of death energy faintly gathered into an arc-shaped air ring, a watertight protective shield.

It lived all over Kunlong.

Seeing this scene, Han Ruo couldn't help but blurted out:

"Put him down!"

With a "swish" sound, the Piao Yu Sword was already about to strike. The blue green light in the sky was like the roar of a divine dragon, reflecting ripples of cold water in the air, and violent firelight burst out from Kunlong's fleshy palm.

From a distance, it looks like a huge emerald suddenly appeared in the sky and covered the sky, slowly descending.

Feeling the vitality of the sword light, Kunlong's expression finally changed. He released his right palm that had been holding Yang Donghao and let out a cold chuckle:

"Looking at the thousands of methods you have, under the suppression of my power, they will all turn into nothingness in the end!"

His voice seemed to come from all directions, and immediately, his whole body suddenly retreated, flowing through the dense sword light, and gave a full palm with his backhand.

Immediately, the massive emerald sword light suddenly exploded, and a small tower with a simple shape suddenly appeared in the palm of Kunlong's hand, blooming with billions of black lights, rushing straight towards Hanruo!

"The Underworld Tower shakes the injustice of all things!"

In the blink of an eye, the stream of light had already firmly locked onto the throats of Han Ruo and Yang Donghao.

But at the moment when he was about to come into contact with Han Ruo, the exhausted God King Fang Taiyi seemed to have returned to the light. The energy in his whole body burst out, and even the surrounding space was shaken out of space cracks at the same time!

Immediately, they heard a "whoosh" sound, and Hanruo and the two, who had originally looked unwilling, suddenly found that in front of them, at some point, there was a majestic and broad figure, blocking the sky.

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"No~~~~"

Amidst Han Ruo's desperate and shrill cry, the light pillar of the Ninghuang Tower finally bloomed on Fang Taiyi's descendants.

Although most of the death energy attacks from these alien races were quickly absorbed, the entire back was still bruised and the body was trembling.

It's like, a child is holding a shield, and the sword strikes the top. Although the power is not enough to break the shield, the aftershock will still seriously injure the child behind the shield!

In the flash of light, Fang Taiyi was seen rushing dozens of steps away from him by this force, and then he stabilized his body. His eyes almost burst, and lines of blood shot out from his bright yellow robe.

He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but he spurted out several mouthfuls of blood uncontrollably, all over Han Ruo and Yang Donghao. The powerful counterattack force just now was about to destroy the five internal organs in Fang Taiyi's body.

The six internal organs were completely shattered!

"Fang Taiyi!"

Han Ruo shouted anxiously, looking at the blood shadow slowly falling down, but his whole body was still under the force of the shock, unable to free his hands to help him.

Kunlong's figure was still standing firmly above him, with a cold look on his face, his fingers pointing far away, and then, a huge suction force grabbed Fang Taiyi back.

With a flip of his hand, the eight princes of the God clan tightly grasped Fang Taiyi's Tianling Cap with his five fingers, making the sound of flesh and skin breaking. His bony fingers were like red-hot iron pillars, deeply embedded in his scalp.

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And this extremely strong pain forced Fang Tai, a bloody man who was about to fall into coma, to wake up again and again.

"You are a traitor in the clan, but you are allowed to survive until now..."

As he spoke, Kunlong's cold eyes swept across, looking at the facial expressions of Ling Wei and others.

Seeing this scene, Li Xuan shivered with anger, his clenched fist bones were bleeding, and he roared heartbreakingly:

"Kunlong, let him go!"

"Let go?" After hearing this, Kunlong Jiejie smiled sternly, the cruelty in his eyes reaching the extreme, and he raised his palms like a knife and struck Fang Taiyi's right arm horizontally.

Phew~~~

Blood spattered and hot and humid white steam emerged. Fang Taiyi's entire arm was torn apart alive by the Eighth Prince of the God Clan, and was thrown high in front of Li Xuan and the others.

After the previous blow, Fang Taiyi's whole body seemed to fall apart, and he had no strength at all. It was just the pain that tore his body that severely stimulated his mind, preventing him from passing out.

Yang Donghao's lips trembled with anger, and he wanted to take action, but he was afraid of hurting the God King Fang Taiyi.

At that moment, I saw blood and sweat dripping down from Fang Taiyi's face, his expression was extremely painful, and there were still blood stains on the wound on his broken arm, but he didn't even let out a painful groan.

Kunlong looked directly at Fang Taiyi's pale face, his expression seemed a little dissatisfied, he raised his eyebrows and said softly to Li Xuan and the others:

"It's okay to let him go. But... I prefer to let him go several times separately... wait a while."

This sentence made Li Xuan feel the veins on his forehead jumping, and he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth:

"God Clan Kunlong, if you do this, you will definitely regret it!"

The key point in his reincarnation and new life lies in the Hetu Luoshu given by his master. Even his hometown where he was on his deathbed was forcefully pulled back from the Yama Palace by Fang Taiyi!

When he killed the two powerful ancestors of the Jiang family, what kind of grace did his master look like?

!

Even for the decisive battle on the Wuhou Plain, he did not hesitate to use his body as bait to cross to the Spiritual Realm, dragging down 99% of the elites of the alien races outside the region!

Looking at the God King in front of him whose skull was tightly restrained by Kunlong, the resentment in Li Xuan's heart seemed to be burning!

He hated that he didn't have enough cultivation to control all situations, and that he could only watch Kunlong use Fang Taiyi's life to tease everyone wantonly!

The most painful thing in the world is to watch a tragedy happen before your eyes, but you can't do anything about it!

Han Ruo felt a chill in his heart, took a deep breath, and said with a serious face:

"Kunlong, I know you want to know the whereabouts of Yun Moshang. Just let go of Fang Taiyi and I will tell you!"

"Haha, Yun Moshang?" After hearing this, Kunlong showed a very disdainful smile and said lightly:

"Could it be that you really think she can escape?"

"What do you mean?" Yang Donghao's face turned cold, and his body couldn't help but stiffen.

Kunlong sneered:

"Even though it possesses a thick earth amulet that can hide its breath, from the first moment it escaped, I carved a soul mark on its body..." Speaking of this, Kunlong's expression was filled with extreme cruelty, Jie

Jie smiled and said:

"With her cultivation level, unless she breaks out of the Mihuang Realm, she can't escape my control!"

These words made Han Ruo's face freeze, as if covered with ice:

"In that case, don't blame us for the loss!"

The Eighth Prince of the God Clan smiled faintly, as if looking down at an ant:

"The races in the lower realms really don't know how to live or die. If you threaten me with your poor cultivation, what can you do? Look around, can you still get out today?" Kunlong's voice said.

From low to high, he twisted his neck as he spoke, making a jumping sound, and then said again:

"What I like to do most is to kill with my own hands and play with their relatives and friends in front of others. I enjoy being immersed in this kind of pleasure, for example... now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "pop" sound, and Fang Taiyi's other arm was completely cut off by Kunlong. It was thrown high into the air and sprinkled with scarlet blood. It fell to the ground before it could reach the ground.

, was lifted up by Kunlong's spiritual power and slowly brought to Li Xuan.

Fang Taiyi's throat kept grunting, and he felt that the old wounds in his chest were reappearing at this moment, and his meridians seemed to be completely damaged. The bloodshot eyes were round and round, and the veins on his neck were exposed and twisted together in extreme pain.

, his feet were kicking uncontrollably, but he didn't let out a cry.

"Master!" Seeing this scene, Li Xuan felt like his heart was broken!

Due to Mo Yuanran's deception, not only had he handed over the weapon spirit, but even now, not only had there been no news about the whereabouts of the weapon spirit, but he had not even had time to say the simplest apology to his master.

Everything that happened now has made Li Xuan miserable!

Kun Cur looked at this scene, the pleasure on his face became a little stronger, and he cursed at God King Fang Taiyi in a low voice:

"You are indeed a crossbreed, even your blood does not have the noble color of the gods..."

Before he finished speaking, he poked Fang Taiyi's leg with his palm.

Seeing this, Li Xuan's face turned colder and he roared:

"You dare!"

Just as Han Ruo was about to speak to stop him, his expression suddenly turned sharp. Just because, high in the sky, high-level cultivators from foreign races began to arrive one after another. There were more and more of them, and they were held densely in the air, like

A dark cloud came over, making everyone feel cold to the freezing point!

There is Kunlong blocking the way in front of him, and there are endless pursuers all around. At this moment, trying to escape has become an empty talk!

Kunlong seemed to enjoy Han Ruo's desperate reaction. He lightly licked the blood on the tip of his tongue and said with a smile:

"You don't have to be so sad..." The eyes of the Eighth Prince of the God Clan gradually turned cold:

"Tianhan Palace, a mere Taoist who was hunted down by my clan to the lower realms to survive, dared to mess with me one after another regardless of life and death. When I kill him with my own hands, the next one will be you, a bitch...I

I will definitely make you regret every minute and every second you live in this world..."

Before he finished speaking, he inserted his finger bones into Fang Taiyi's head for a few minutes. His whole palm exuded a gray sheen, and he covered it fiercely towards the center of his eyebrows.

Looking at this scene, time seemed to have stopped, but at the most desperate moment of Li Xuanhanruo and Yang Donghao, an extremely calm divine voice suddenly fell into their sea of ​​consciousness:

Unfortunately, I am in this situation. I am willing to explode the magic elixir to buy you the last time... Hanruo, Yun Moshang and my apprentice will be handed over to you...

This sentence was spoken in such a casual tone, but in the ears of the three of them, it was like a giant hammer, and their hearts stopped beating.

Immediately afterwards, Kunlong seemed to notice something unusual and couldn't help but let out a light sigh.

The next moment, Fang Taiyi, who was covered in blood, suddenly had a bright light between his eyebrows, and countless energy veins appeared on the surface of his body, shining with dense luster. The terrifying aura continued.

At the same time, Fang Taiyi's skull suddenly erupted with an extremely powerful suction force, and all the spiritual energy within a radius of three thousand miles was swept away in the blink of an eye.

"No, he's going to blow himself up!"

Kunlong reacted immediately and wanted to escape quickly. However, he found that the fingers that had been embedded in Fang Tai's skull could not be pulled out, as if they were firmly stuck by the suction cup.

In desperation, the Eighth Prince of the God Clan couldn't help but groaned and shot into the sky like a shooting star. However, he found that he couldn't get rid of Fang Taiyi's body and cursed angrily:

"You evildoer!"

Li Xuan knew very well what his master wanted to do, tears fell from his eyes, and he shouted in a stern voice:

"Master!!!!!"

"Good disciple, you have to follow your own path from now on..."

This was Fang Taiyi's last instruction.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Taiyi's eyebrows suddenly burst out with a blazing white light, and his soul began to burn.

Before Li Xuan could finish his words, and many foreign cultivators high in the sky had not reacted, they heard a loud and shocking sound that shocked their hearts!

Boom~~~~

The sky and the earth turned pale, and the dazzling light spots made many people blind. At this moment, the entire spiritual realm was trembling.

All I saw was that the sky was filled with fragments of the bodies of foreign cultivators, including many powerful ones in the Immortal Realm. Many of them turned into ashes halfway through the flight!

A huge mushroom cloud flew across the sky, curling up and rolling up, drowning out all the light and suppressing all the sounds.


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