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Chapter 2877 Massacre of the Emperor of War¡¯s Face

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    "Haha! Boy, where can you escape, stay with me!"

    Chi Kunlun held Shen Yuan's ancient sword and kept moving through space, escaping quickly.  Behind him, the dark Yin Qi surged, condensing into claws, skeletons, demonic cities and so on, forming extremely terrifying shapes.

    During the day, Chi Kunlun sensed that a large number of original rules were converging towards the Yuhong Mountains, so he broke into the red and yellow Gobi to explore.

    It can be said that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.

    By virtue of his profound spatial attainments, Chi Kunlun actually avoided the divine patterns and spatial traps and broke into the depths of the red-yellow Gobi.

    However, just now, he encountered the gods of hell.

    At this moment, he was extremely injured, and the blood slid down to the ground along the edge of the sword. Before he could escape far, he was wrapped in the black Yin Qi.

    A bone race god, more than seven meters tall, walked out of the black mist.

    On the bones, burning will-o'-the-wisps.

    The bone clan god let out a harsh laugh: "You are the son of Zhang Ruochen and Queen Chi Yao, right? Haha, you have inherited their strong talents, and your cultivation is not weak. Unfortunately, you are nothing in front of the gods."

    Chi Kunlun was so suppressed by the wisps of yin energy that he could not move. He gritted his teeth and glared at the Bone Clan gods: "Are you worthy of mentioning my parents' names?"

    Seeing that Chi Kunlun could still stand despite the suppression of his own divine power, the Bone Clan gods were immediately displeased. He stretched out his bone hand from the air and snatched Shen Yuan's ancient sword away.

    At the same time, a palm made of divine energy floated above Chi Kunlun's head.

    "ah!"

    Chi Kunlun made a long roar from his mouth, his legs were constantly bent under the pressure, blood was oozing from his scalp, and the anger in his eyes was like two furnaces burning.

    Shen Yuan's ancient sword has long been famous throughout the world along with Zhang Ruochen.

    The bone clan gods suppressed the weapon spirit of Shen Yuan's ancient sword. He stood in front of him, observed carefully, and said with a smile: "It is indeed a sword forged from the divine iron of creation. Although it is only at the heaven-suppressing level now, it is very likely to reach the next level in the future."  God-level, even transforming into a divine weapon. It is truly a weapon of immeasurable value!"

    A powerful voice rang in the ears of the Bone Race gods: "It's a pity that you are not qualified to have it."

    "who?"

    At the feet of the Bone Clan gods, black divine energy surged out layer by layer like waves.

    A round of blood-red scorching sun tore open the boundless dark energy, coming from far and near towards the Bone Clan gods.

    In the center of the blood-red scorching sun, stood a tall and domineering figure.  He wore thick divine armor, with a pair of phoenix wings condensed from divine flames on his back, and blood filled his feet.

    "Boom!"

    "Boom!"

    ¡­¡­

    With every step he took, the earth shook violently.

    The divine energy wave impacted on the Bone Clan's god, causing it to retreat step by step. The bones made a "ka-ka" sound, as if they were about to fall apart.

    The gods of the Bone Clan recognized the gods who were coming, and quickly knelt down on one knee, holding up the ancient Shen Yuan sword with both hands, and said: "Tarot of the Dark Temple, pay homage to the Emperor of Massacre and War."

    Xuetu walked up to the Bone Clan's god Tarot, raised Shen Yuan's ancient sword with his hand, looked sternly, and said in a cold voice: "You know the current situation, if you had knelt down a little slower, you would have become a divine source now.  .¡±

    Tarot believed that the ruthless character in front of him could really do such a thing, so he did not dare to answer.

    He is just a false god, how can he dare to challenge the true God?

    Xuetu glanced at Chi Kunlun and said, "Do you know who he is?"

    "The son of Zhang Ruochen and Queen Chi Yao is a monk in the Kunlun world." Tarot said.

    Xuetu said: "Then do you know what is the relationship between Zhang Ruochen and this emperor?"

    Of course Tarot knew it, but how could he say that at this time, saying: "I don't know."

    How could Xuetu be fooled by him? He raised his left leg as thick as a pillar and kicked it out, sending Tarot flying more than ten miles away, plowing a deep ravine on the ground.

    "Damn it, do you, the Dark Temple, think that this emperor is not strong enough? My senior brother's body is still cold, and now you are planning to have his heir. Are you not giving me any face at all?"

    Tarot climbed up from the dirt, already furious, but he didn't dare to show up, saying: "I won't dare anymore!"

    Xuetu looked arrogant and said: "Remember, although my senior brother has fallen, we are brothers and sisters. Bullying his heirs will undoubtedly be a slap in the face of the emperor. For the sake of the Dark Temple and Qingxuan Spirit God, get out!"  "

    Tarot didn¡¯t want to stay here for a moment, so he turned into a divine light, rushed out, and disappeared into the night.

    "I still don't accept it. When I left, I actually??It was just for fun, but fortunately it wasn't touched.  "Xue Tu said.

    Zhang Ruochen and Bai Qing'er stood in the space formation under the gate, looking at the two hell gods who came here.

    "Ancient Crow, a disciple of the Lord of Death, is not a strong person in the realm of a higher god. However, he who can cultivate to the level of a higher god is definitely not a weak person." Bai Qing'er said.

    Bai Qing'er has a very high vision. It is really derogatory to evaluate Gu Ya like this.

    In Zhang Ruochen's opinion, the aura of this ancient crow is much more powerful than that of Guisi, who is also a high-ranking god, and there is no way they can compete now.

    But, that¡¯s somewhere else.

    Here, it is Zhang Ruochen who has the final say.

    "You should avoid it!" Zhang Ruochen said.

    Bai Qing'er guessed what he wanted to do and said, "Do you want to see Xue Tu?"

    "He came just in time. I can't do many things myself now. Someone has to make my sword." Although Zhang Ruochen found a way to restore his cultivation and longevity, he has not fully recovered yet.

    Moreover, after experiencing the Qingzu incident, Zhang Ruochen deeply realized how great a threat he was in the eyes of those top experts.

    Who can guarantee that Qingzu will not take action a second time?

    It¡¯s better to hide some safety.

    "Making a knife? What do you want to do? Do you want to kill a god?"

    Bai Qing'er looked worried and didn't want Zhang Ruochen to cause too much trouble. After all, this was Xinghuantian.  Before the Divine City was refined, the Goddess Twelve Branches could not withstand the storm.

    "Don't worry, I'm measured."

    Zhang Ruochen's mind echoed what Shang Hong said to Queen Bai in the Goddess Tower of the World.

    "I'm afraid Bai Qing'er doesn't know that her mother has always been controlled by others, and she doesn't even know that the blood of the anti-god clan flows in her body.  He didn't want what happened to Queen Bai to happen to Bai Qing'er again.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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