Chapter 741 You brought the monks to the deserted world!
At this point, Emperor Huang's speed was already more than ten times faster than when he first saw him. During his movements, his blood energy was filled with rage, covering the sky and the sun, and it was actually a bit like the scene when the source of the first cloud was fully developed.
Although there is advance detection with spiritual consciousness, the mystery is still somewhat difficult to comprehend.
He didn't want to escape either.
The Taiyi Spirit Wood Sword hangs in front of him, turning into a green aura. This aura is completely different from the previous light of true energy... It must be said that the light is probably more solid and gentle, exuding endless power of life.
The difference between this true essence and the previous true essence is actually like the aura of the desolate world and the aura of the resurrection world.
Although it may not be much stronger in terms of strength, it has an extremely strong activity, so that it is much higher in quality.
For the first time, the desolate sacred bone, which was so powerful that it was almost weird, encountered the true essence that could not be dissolved...
Emperor Huang's eyes widened in shock and he exclaimed: "How is this possible?"
And blocked Emperor Huang's full blow.
Although the Xuanji True Essence was lost, its speed was significantly reduced.
I was shocked.
True energy penetrates through the bones...
Emperor Huang's face turned pale, and a mouthful of broken blood had already drained out of his tightly closed mouth.
Xuanji frowned slightly, wondering if he had become so strong after absorbing all the blood and energy?
Even his full blow could only hurt him so much.
If so...
It would be extremely difficult to kill him.
He turned around and took a look, only to see that the Righteous Master had rushed into the deserted crowd and started killing people. Even if there was no blood, it didn't matter. The monks had many methods and were not affected at all. Just like the Righteous Master summoned from the storage space
A piece of green silk, I don’t know how a grown man like him could secretly prepare such a magic weapon...
But this magic weapon is extremely offensive, extending extremely long wherever it passes, twisting and twisting gently like a poisonous snake. All the desolate people within a radius of ten meters have their necks broken and their bones broken, and they die.
"Don't hurt the orphans!"
The Huangdi roared even more angrily, looking up to the sky and roaring, and more blood filled his body. Although the Huangren soldiers who had been killed by Liu Ting and others before were weak in strength, they were superior in numbers.
Countless star points of light were surrounding Huangdi.
The power was stronger at the moment... so much so that even Xuanji was knocked back with one blow.
And Emperor Huang rushed towards justice without hesitation.
Although Zhengyi is now a great cultivator, the sea of blood in front of him is not an illusion of origin, but a real and boundless blood...
For a moment, he felt scruples in his heart, and he did not dare to entangle him at the moment, so he hurriedly ducked away.
The strength is stronger.
Could it be said that as long as there is the blood of the desert warriors around him, his strength can be increased to such a strong level?
Xuanji knew in his heart that this was actually just a self-mutilation technique similar to the Demon Disintegration Technique. The method to deal with it was also extremely simple. Either escape, or he would be exhausted here and die completely.
This Huang Emperor is obviously the most powerful person in the Huang Realm. As long as he dies, everything will be completely settled.
No matter how many desolate people are left, they will only be reduced to the experience gained by the disciples in Lishu Mountain.
But right now...if he continues to get stronger like this endlessly, I'm afraid that even if we have more than ten great monks who refine the truth, we will inevitably suffer casualties.
Can't leave.
Once he leaves, if he breaks into the Shushan Sect through the rift in another dimension.
Even if the Shushan Sect has a Huashen Taoist taking charge, it will inevitably cause huge casualties. Besides, with so many of our great cultivators, how can we deal with a useless person who only relies on the power of magic weapons?
After all, Emperor Huang is not a monk. Even though he has gathered the power of the entire Huang Palace, his strength is definitely higher than that of ordinary monks. However, in the face of monks whose methods are too cumbersome and mysterious, after chasing the Lord of Justice for a long time, he can obviously
I feel that the gap between the strength of both sides has widened.
But I just can't kill him.
Can't kill...
The Huang Emperor roared angrily: "Today is the moment of life and death in our Huang Realm. I have put all my efforts into it. Can you still lend me a helping hand?"
Below, the desert warriors who had no power to fight back against the monks were roaring.
"Wish! Wish!"
All the deserters raised their knives, but they were not doing something like a suicidal charge... but they were collectively slashing the knives across their own necks.
Red blood spurted out.
Countless blood spots with spiritual light surrounded the Emperor Huang.
"He can actually borrow the blood of these desolate people to become stronger without any restrictions!"
Tong Long stood beside Xuanji, his face extremely solemn, and asked in surprise: "Doesn't he have a limit?"
"We can't even find a magic weapon like this in the realm of immortality. Even if there is one in the wilderness, there will only be one at most. It's understandable that it's more powerful."
The bones on Emperor Xuanji's body are getting darker and brighter.
This bone has the power to break magic.
In a sense, it is the nemesis of their monks, that is, the Huangdi's strength is not strong and the upper limit is too low. Otherwise, if he has a cultivation level like his own, holding this magic weapon, he can sweep away the cultivators.
Fairyland.
At that time, even if you face the Taoist Transformation God, you will be able to fight against him.
From this point of view, it can be regarded as a blessing among misfortunes...but how to kill him?
Bang~~~!!!
In the distance, there was a loud noise.
It was like a bolt of thunder falling on a sunny day.
It was hitting the Emperor Huang who was chasing the Righteous Master endlessly.
Emperor Huang didn't move, but his movements suddenly stopped.
He stared down at the smoldering burn marks on his body.
No injuries...
Even the Zhenzhen cultivator couldn't break through the defense. How could a mere bullet hurt him?
But this bullet is obviously specially made. It contains refined salt bullets that can cause great harm to Huang people. Although it is blocked by the Huang people's sacred bones, it still leaves dark burn marks on it... This is what all the monks of Lianzhen have to say.
There is no result that can be achieved.
In the blink of an eye, the burn marks disappeared.
No injuries.
But this bullet, which shouldn't have appeared here, made Emperor Huang react suddenly.
He raised his head and stared at the three figures that suddenly appeared in the distance... The hand of one of the figures was clearly a pistol!
"Yuan Xing! You are from Yuan Xing, you brought them here!"
Emperor Huang's pupils suddenly narrowed dramatically. He glared at Fang Zheng and gritted his teeth. His hatred was far greater than that of the righteous man who just slaughtered his people.
He spoke one word at a time and said angrily: "Yuan Xing! You are from Yuan Xing. It's hateful. I hate it. You still refuse to let us go?!"
Xuanji's eyes suddenly lit up, and he had already ducked in front of Fang Zheng to protect him, asking, "Fang Zheng, how did you hurt his armor?"
Fang Zheng touched the Desert Eagle Shura in his hand. The special refined salt bullets were extremely lethal to deserters, as powerful as the Thirty-Six Paladins. Once shot, they had no ability to resist.
Unexpectedly, this Huangdi could escape unscathed.
He glanced at Xuanji and asked, "Didn't I tell you that refined salt is the nemesis of these desolate people?"
"When did you tell me that these barren people still have such weaknesses?"
Xuanji and Fangzheng looked at each other.
"Did you say that?"
"Didn't I say that?"
"Now is not the time to talk about this, Fang Zheng, this desolate man is extremely powerful. Even if he transforms into a real person, it would be difficult to kill him without mastering a deadly weapon... Do you still have the refined salt just now?"
"have!"
Fang Zheng took out a handful of bullets from the storage space.
"Okay, I have a way to kill him this time."
Xuanji took a deep look at Fang Zheng, then at Yao Jinxin, then sighed happily and said with a smile: "It's just relying on the power of the magic weapon. As long as it is through the magic weapon, he is still the same vulnerable emperor!"
Fragile...vulnerable...merely...
Fang Zheng suddenly felt that the entire Yuan Xing was offended.
"Please also ask all my colleagues to give me time for one stick of incense. After one stick of incense, I will take his life!"
Xuanji shouted.
"A stick of incense? It's just a piece of trash that relies on the power of a magic weapon. It's not a problem for an hour. Although we can't kill him, it's not a big problem to entangle him!"
Fairy Liuting chuckled and said, "Don't worry, leave it to me."
Zhou Qingyun made a sound and pulled out the magic weapon in his hand.
He shouted in a low voice: "Senior brother, just do what you want to do, he can't stop you."
"Thank you."
In Xuanji's palm, the flames of true energy ignited.
There was a solemn look on his face, and he no longer paid attention to external objects, but focused all his attention on these salt bombs.