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The invisible Dao sound fell from the nine heavens and hit the six Gaidai Tianjiao heavily, even the little Kunpeng who was fighting with the Immortal Sword was implicated.
The seven of them spat out a mouthful of blood in unison, thunder rumbled continuously in their minds, and their souls were all traumatized.
Taichu's dao rhyme flowed in his eyes, reaching directly to the emperor's coffin, as if he had discovered something, he coldly shouted at everyone.
"He has entered an important stage of cultivation and cannot shake his body. He can only use Dao power to evolve and attract the Dharma Body of the Thunder God. Let's ignore the existence in the emperor's coffin and kill this Thunder Emperor first, and then make a decisive move."
In the early days, the bloody clothes were hunting, the peerless celestial sword slashed obliquely, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, the magnificent sword energy rose in an instant, and the sword swept away, and countless illusory sword bodies appeared with this sword, annihilating the ten thousand thunders.
Following that, he went up against the sky, unleashing eight swords in an instant.
"Eight swords to seal the devil!"
"One Sword Kills Immortals!!"
This is the peerless swordsmanship of the early days, one sword breaks the world, and one sword shatters the sky.
The celestial sword slashed outside Lei Di's body, blocked by the swimming lightning, and dozens of thunder and lightning began to swim along the celestial sword, approaching the palm of Taichu.
But in the early days, instead of retreating, the immortal sword burst out with immortal light, and the power of cutting immortals shook the realm of the emperor's mausoleum.
"ah!"
In the beginning, the black hair was like a snake, and he roared up to the sky. This one broke the god's armor, but he was also attacked by the god thunder. The god thunder rushed into his body along his body, and exploded in his body.
A series of chain injuries detonated the meridians and qi and blood of Taichu at the same time, and the huge pain spread to every inch of flesh and blood.
In the beginning, the body was thrown down.
He Xiangu held a lotus in her hand. At this moment, she threw the lotus to the Nine Heavens, and began to make countless handprints with her fingers. The lotus immediately transformed into a green lotus, submerged into the void, as if it was growing from the emperor's mausoleum.
However, within a short breath, the entire imperial mausoleum realm was covered with clear lotus, completely becoming a void lotus realm.
All the power of lightning was absorbed by the lotus, and then refined.
At the same time, the lotus blooms one after another, and at the moment of blooming, beams of light shoot out from the lotus pods of each lotus.
The terrifying light energy formed countless pillars of killing intent and charged towards Lei Di's figure.
Boom!
The God of Thunder Emperor let out an angry roar. This roar was like a sky thunder exploding, and the Nine Heavens Milky Way resonated.
The God of Lei Di stretched out a finger, and with one finger, he destroyed the world.
Surrounded by thunder, a destructive thunder ball completely condensed by divine thunder appeared. As soon as this thunder ball appeared, it caused the collapse of the void, fully displaying its killing intent, and accumulating terrifying power.
The thunder ball was pushed out with one finger, and the lotus world was destroyed immediately. All the lotus flowers transformed from the fairy lotus thrown by He Xiangu were withering, turning from green to yellow, annihilated in their vitality, and completely turned into black ash.
Above the nine heavens, countless black ash dust flew like a piece of black rain.
Bu Feifan's mind is elusive. It is well known that Bu Feifan is very good at poetry, and at the same time, his piano skills are also extraordinary. With the exposure of Feng Wuxian's identity, people in the prehistoric world also know that Bu Feifan's chess talent is rare in ancient and modern times.
Therefore, at this moment, one must not reveal one's identity. Once the Thunder Emperor's spiritual body is destroyed, one may be mobilized and attacked immediately.
Bu Feifan's gaze flashed, and there was a slight change in his expression that was not noticed by others, and he immediately restrained himself.
"Since it cannot be exposed, then use another method."
The Dimensional Sumeru Ring was opened, and it was closed again before the Empress Dowager made a sound.
But the green bamboo has already been taken out by him, and the green bamboo at this time is a little different from usual, with the nutrients of the Nine Heavens' Breathing Soil, the restriction of Bu Feifan's entry, and various means.
The quality of the green bamboo has reached a high level, but all spirit treasures can be transformed into shapes, not to mention simply becoming bigger and smaller.
At this time, the green bamboo in Bu Feifan's hand was only the length of chopsticks, and Bu Feifan held it with his right hand.
"I'm a master of eight ways, but I'm not only good at poetry, poetry and chess!"
Bu Feifan showed a sneer that was not noticed by others, and immediately stimulated the cultural energy in his body, and the cultural energy was tumbling, and all of it was poured into the green bamboo through his right hand.
Obtaining this huge literary energy, the green bamboo immediately underwent a slight change. A light thread appeared at the end of the green bamboo, which was transformed by the cultural energy. There were more and more light threads, and finally formed a group of soft hairs.
Qing at this timeThe bamboo suddenly turned into a brush.
"I'll show you my calligraphy, God Su."
Bu Feifan smiled boldly, stepped on the void, and faced Lei Di's spiritual body from afar.
At this moment, he smiled faintly, stretched out his right hand, held a pen in the void, stroked obliquely left and right, the pen was like a swimming dragon, outlining several pens like a silver hook drawn on iron, and the last character was formed.
"kill!"
That was the word "kill", and it triggered an astonishing picture as soon as it appeared.
I saw that above the word "Kill", an ink painting scroll unfolded, it was an ancient battlefield, there were gods fighting, there were broken bodies and arms everywhere, and the blood of the gods spilled from the sky, spreading into a river.
The tragic breath pervaded, the strong breath of gods and demons swooped down on the Qingming Jiuyou, the blood of the gods flowed and gathered from the earth, a vast underworld was rolling, all the corpses of the gods were swallowed in the underworld, and countless bones were ups and downs in the underworld.
This is a font that has never appeared in the prehistoric times. As soon as it appeared, it caused a shock from Wenquxing.
Boom!
One sound, two sounds, three sounds, four sounds, five sounds a total of nine sounds, the Nine Ways of Taixue Dao reverberated from the imperial mausoleum world, alarming all the generations of Tianjiao.
All Gai Dai Tianjiao looked sideways, first startled by the word "kill" written by Bu Feifan, and then shocked by the font that had never been seen before.
"What font is this?!"
"This god Su is so extraordinary, he is so knowledgeable, he is the first font!!"
"This font is dignified and majestic, and the running script is powerful. There are such fonts in the world!!"
?Everyone is constantly in a state of mind, and it is hard to understand that there are such gods and men in the world who can create holy characters in the face of war. It is indeed a golden age.
? Taixu creates the world, and all worlds return to one.
? In the golden age, all the arrogances spewed out, all kinds of adventures, treasures, sacred treasures and many undiscovered ancient relics appeared like a blowout.
The world of great struggle, this is an unprecedented prosperous age, and it is also a tragic age. Talents gather, bloody battles are fought, and several kings are killed in the end, but in the end, there is only one person stepping on blood and bones, going against the trend , become the only Supreme.
The word "kill" is horizontal, created by Yan Zhenqing, and is respected as "Yan Ti". Yan Zhenqing and Liu Gongquan are side by side. They created "Yan Ti" and "Liu Ti" respectively. body".
"Yan Ti" is powerful, round and thick, with a solemn and vigorous momentum. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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