Wumeng sat on the corpse of a ferocious beast, wiping the blood on the blade. He was also good at killing, but he didn't show much fatigue.
However, the roaring ferocious beasts are becoming more ferocious and more powerful each time.
Both of them could feel that the pressure had doubled, and it was far from the initial relaxation.
On the back of the demon blood vulture, Xiao Chen opened his eyes, and the sky was as auspicious as snow.
It is much richer than at the beginning. I reached out to catch it and let it melt in my palm.
Feeling the various magical effects that auspiciousness brings after integrating into the divine sea, Xiao Chen whispered to himself: "The fifth wave is coming, clown, why don't you show up yet?"
As he said, a black light appeared at the edge of the distant field of vision, coming like a wave.
??Looking elsewhere, no other princes or retainers were seen.
It seems that after the first lesson, these people know how powerful they are and no longer dare to be careless.
Hide your body and restrain your breath.
If Xiao Chen didn¡¯t take the initiative to expose them, it would not be easy for Xiao Chen to find out everything in this chaotic situation.
After several waves of ferocious beasts came down, Xiao Chen had nothing to do except kill two beast kings.
On the back of the demon blood vulture, he secretly refines the auspiciousness and stabilizes his cultivation as a three-line emperor.
Moved!
With a raised brow, Xiao Chen sensed that there was strong killing intent secretly accumulating in all directions.
This group of people finally couldn't hold it any longer.
"North!"
Turning around, his eyes were as fast as lightning, and he looked towards the north.
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He saw five sword lights appearing at the same time, gathering together and illuminating the sky.
The majestic power of the emperor came slowly, and above the sword light, a mighty dynasty was gathering.
Those were five Flame Emperor Swords, unsheathed at the same time. Their terrifying imperial power shocked the other princes in the core area.
On the altar, Scholar Tiance looked solemn and muttered: "Don't panic, everyone stick to their posts and the plan remains unchanged."
Hao Kai and Feng Lao, who had the important responsibility of protecting Wang Yan, were very alert and did not dare to be careless.
The Yanhuang Sword in the prince's hand can multiply his own strength in the Yanhuang Ancient Tomb.
The stronger the dragon's luck, the fiercer the fighting power it will explode.
Five Yanhuang Swords appeared at the same time, no one dared to take it lightly, everyone felt a mountain of pressure.
Whoosh!
Xiao Chen's body flashed, and a purple thunder mark flashed across the sky, ready to see what was true.
A figure flew towards me from the sky, carrying overwhelming imperial power, blocking Xiao Chen's path.
The person who came was none other than the withered old man who served under the Seventh Prince, and Xiao Chen had some impressions of his Tianmu Prison.
"Step aside."
Seeing the five princes, with their retainers, approaching the altar step by step, Xiao Chen had no time to tangle with the old man.
Boom!
As soon as the voice fell, the sword was unsheathed and he slashed towards him.
"The grass grows and the shade flies, and life is everlasting!"
The withered old man sneered, and his body exploded with vitality, layers of green branches. Around him, entanglements condensed into balls, arising and dying. No matter how domineering Xiao Chen's sword was, he could not completely destroy the tree ball.
In the blink of an eye, Xiao Chen slashed out thousands of knives, the sword light filled the air, thunder shadows crisscrossed the sky, and his majesty was overwhelming.
But the withered old man, relying on his superiority in realm, only defended but did not attack.
Either retreat or fight. As long as Xiao Chen cannot severely damage him in one breath, he will always be in an invincible position.
Wood chips were flying in the air, flying all over the sky.
The figure of the withered old man loomed in the life and death of the tree ball, and he sneered: "I am a whole realm higher than you, and the depth of my divine energy is beyond your imagination. Although you are frighteningly strong, I won't take action. , convenientThe next question is whether they can block the peak attack of these five princes with the Flame Emperor Sword.
Even if it is blocked, the aftermath of the explosion may directly destroy the entire altar.
Wang Yan, who is at the center of the deep storm, must die!
Under the altar, Qin Zhuolin controlled the magma beast and fought fiercely with the five princes' retainers. He looked indignant, helpless, and completely unable to help.
On the other side, the Demonic Blood Vulture¡¯s belly was pressed against the ground, wailing incessantly.
He tried hard to spread his wings and fly, but when the wind started blowing, he screamed in pain and burst his lungs, but he couldn't take off.
Inside its body, there is a black ball, as heavy as a planet, sticking it to the ground.
In mid-air, Mr. Lu stood with his hands behind his hands and said with a ferocious smile: "Swallow my prison star beads. No matter how scary you are, you have to lie down obediently."
Xiao Suo and Wumeng, who were at the forefront, were caught in the tide of ferocious beasts. At this time, Qin Zhuolin, who was supposed to come to rescue with the magma beast, was entangled.
The two of them were miserable and could only hold on, surrounded by dangers.
"The Ninth Prince is finished!"
Off the field.
In the Cloud Palace, the princes and princes looked at the scene in the giant light curtain and sighed softly.
Although it is a bit sad, it is also expected. Being targeted by five princes at the same time, how could there be a chance.
Such a result is just a matter of sooner or later.
"No, look!"
But at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and I don¡¯t know when. A flash of sword light flew forward, and wherever the sword light passed, the sky was like a piece of cloth, neatly slid into two halves by the force of the sword.
Click!
The change occurred in an instant, and the source and where of the sword light had not yet been clearly seen.
Above the altar, the menacing five princes were cut in half.
The peak blow triggered by the Flame Emperor Sword disintegrated and bloomed in the air like fireworks.
"Let's go."
With Tianshang sheathed in his hand, Xiao Chen took a step forward, his tall and straight body as independent as a solitary peak. The moment Tianshang was sheathed, the end of the scabbard fell towards the severely wounded old man with the force of thunder.
The frail old man, with despair written all over his face, murmured: "Look back, look back"
"Sorry, I don't have the habit of looking back."
Boom!
?? Tian Shang closed the scabbard and fell completely, grinding the withered old man into powder, and the remaining power shook away his divine seal.
The body of the Taoist spirit disappeared, and the withered old man did not even see Xiao Chen turn around before he died.
He doesn¡¯t understand. When Tianshang is out of his sheath, there¡¯s no need to look back (Remember this site¡¯s website address: www.hlnovel.com