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Chapter 731 The power of terror and darkness

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    "Are you finally going to make a move?"

    Xie Tiandi turned around, looked at the vision of the sky, and muttered to himself.

    This time, there are twenty-three Daoist saints in the heavenly court, and more than thirty free saints. As long as the heavenly court space is blocked, life will be inevitable.

    This is the consensus of all Dao sages, all staring at the sky jokingly, waiting for Ming to appear.

    "You reptiles bred in chaos dare to despise me!"

    "Do you really think I don't know the purpose of your coming?"

    "The reason why I don't care is because I don't take you seriously at all! Since you are arrogant, then I will feel what darkness is. Chaos will eventually pass away, and the era of darkness is coming. Today we  Kill you first, and it will be the beginning of the Dark Ages!"

    Ming laughed wantonly, and the thunder became louder and louder.

    Everyone began to wait nervously for the fate to come.

    In any case, it is indeed not to be underestimated that Ming dares to be arrogant at this time.

    the other side.

    Li Daokong and Shi Dudao who were staying in the mysterious pool were also waiting nervously.

    They have only seen the figure of fate, but not the true strength of fate.

    Shi Dudao clicked his tongue and said in amazement: "Let's also make a bet and see if fate can win?"

    Han Tuo's performance just now stimulated him. He heard from Li Daokong that Han Tuo is only over 300,000 years old, and his qualifications are definitely far superior to his.

    Because of this, he suddenly felt that Han Tuo's father, Han Jue, was more likely to be the Lord of Darkness.

    From the first time he met Han Jue, he inexplicably had such an intuition.

    The current situation is more like the dark forbidden master directing and acting on his own.

    Li Daokong said: "What do you think?"

    Shi Dudao laughed and said: "I guess fate will suppress the Heavenly Court, but he will lose in the end."

    Li Daokong became interested and asked, "Why?"

    "You can see it when you see it."

    "Then I guess fate will fail."

    "Why?"

    "My Lord of the Hidden Door will not sit back and watch his son be injured by his life, and he has a very good relationship with Emperor Xie Tian, ??and he is like a brother."

    Shi Dudao pouted, suddenly feeling bored.

    It would be interesting if Li Daokong thought that fate could win.

    At the same time, the picture of the heavenly court in the glow suddenly changed.

    The thunderclouds all over the sky suddenly gathered into a huge face, its size cannot be estimated, overlooking the entire heaven.

    This face has only the outline of the facial features, and the eyes suddenly become real. The eyes are cold and stern, and the scarlet pupils flash with crazy killing intent.

    "You can know what all this looked like before chaos? What is it called?"

    Ming asked suddenly, with an intriguing tone.

    The hot-tempered Zhu Rong yelled: "If you want to fight, hit him, do you want to wait for rescue?"

    After the words fell, he swung his fist towards the sky, and the flames all over him rushed to the sky with a torrent, only to be swallowed by the giant face of the thunder cloud.

    "Hmph, since you can't wait to seek death, then die!"

    Ming Fury said, the eyes, nose, and ears of Thunder Cloud's giant face suddenly gushed out billowing black air, and these black air quickly spread out in an indefinable form, covering the heavens in an instant, as if the night fell suddenly.

    The saints of the Great Dao used their magical powers one after another to dispel the darkness. They were shocked to find that their mana dissipated as soon as they touched the darkness, just like encountering a natural enemy.

    "How can it be!"

    Yuanshi Tianzun frowned, he didn't believe in evil, and cast the spell again, it was still the same.

    He had to take out a wooden sword and held it upright in front of his eyes. The wooden sword burst out with blue light, trying to absorb the previous black air, but the black air had disappeared, as if the space itself was black.

    "Go! Get him out!"

    Di Jiang shouted in a deep voice, and the twelve ancestor witches rushed out of the palace together, breaking through the giant face of Thunder Cloud.

    The saints of the Dao used their supernatural powers, all facing the giant face of Thunder Cloud. Only by defeating their lives can this strange dark power be released.

    At this time, the dark power attached to the space began to overflow the space, sweeping towards the living beings.

    The heavenly soldiers with lower cultivation bases had no time to dodge, and were instantly submerged in darkness and turned into black shadows.

    "Ahhhh¡ª¡ª"

    "What is this?"

    "Get out of the way!"

    "I can't stop it!"

    "My mana!"

    The screams and exclamations were intertwined, bringing panic to the heaven.

    Yi Tian and Hei Tian will start to arrange the heavenly generals to stabilize the heavenly soldiers.

    theThe darkness around Lingxiao Palace also swept towards Emperor Xietian and others.

    Emperor Xie Tian waved his sleeves to resist, and his mana disappeared instantly when he touched the darkness. His expression changed drastically, and he immediately moved Han Tuo to the ground.

    Others panicked too.

    How to fight this?

    "Jie Jie Jie Your mana can only be used by me!"

    Ming laughed wantonly, Lei Yun's huge face suddenly opened his mouth, and spit out twelve black shadows, which were the twelve ancestor witches.

    Di Jiang, who has the strongest cultivation base, can still keep his head from being swallowed by the darkness, but he is already at the end of his strength, and can only stare at Leiyun's giant face in horror.

    Thunder Cloud's giant face absorbed the supernatural powers of all Dao sages, and began to change violently, quickly condensing into a tall figure, with a body like a horse, an upper body like a human, with countless arms behind it, a solid face, and skin like dry bark.  With indifferent eyes, overlooking the entire heaven.

    Under the dark atmosphere, the life of the real body is so terrible.

    Jieyin took out a wooden stick, which was covered with gold, silver, colored glaze, and golden glazed glaze. He waved it towards the sky, and the surrounding darkness was absorbed by the wooden stick, revealing a bright spot, which was particularly prominent in the entire heaven.

    Ming noticed this scene, raised an arm, and directed it towards him.

    Facing the fate of ten thousand feet high, Jieying looked indifferent, showing the calmness of a great sage.

    The hand of Ming suddenly clenched into a fist towards Jieying, and in an instant, the darkness around Jieying turned into countless sharp claws and submerged Xiangying.

    "Amitabha Buddha!"

    Receiving and waving the wooden staff, a golden Buddha rises from behind, with its arms drawing a circle, forming a thousand-handed golden Buddha, which resists the power of darkness, but as soon as it touches the power of darkness, the golden Buddha dissipates immediately.

    Seeing this, Jieyin had to use a wooden stick to resist, only his wooden stick can absorb the power of darkness.

    "Hmph, old man, your magic weapon is quite capable!"

    A cold voice came from behind Jieyin, he turned his head to look, and found a black figure appeared behind him, and the body of life was still far away.

    Received and led to hit with a stick, but was caught by the black shadow with one hand.

    Boom!

    The wooden stick burst out with terrifying air waves, shaking the power of darkness, but it couldn't break free from the shadow's hand.

    The black shadow suddenly turned into a vortex, and even the wooden staff twisted and rotated. It was too late to stop, and the right arm was directly torn off.

    His eyes froze, and the stick flew out of the vortex, trying to fly back into his hand, but the vortex shrank suddenly, swallowing his stick directly.

    "The power of space he masters the avenue of space? Shouldn't"

    Jieyin frowned and muttered to himself, full of confusion.

    On the other side, other great saints are also troubled by the power of darkness.

    Facing the power of darkness, they felt like they were hitting the cotton with their fists. They were full of supernatural powers, and it was difficult to use them. It was really aggrieved.

    Xie Tiandi took Han Tuo, constantly avoiding the attack of the dark force, he took a glance and found that something was wrong.

    He immediately landed in front of a palace, supporting Han Tuo with one hand, and using the other hand to perform magical powers.

    Please magic!

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