Plunder the heavens and worlds

Chapter 842

In an instant, the remaining dozens of phoenixes returned to normal, the bloody aura in their eyes disappeared, and they returned to a calm state.

"What a Fengzu, really decisive."

Sanxiu, who was watching the battle, couldn't help admiring, admiring the perseverance of the strong man cutting his wrists.

"Little friend Long, I have to trouble you to take care of my two children who are living outside."

Feng Zu looked worried, thought of those two phoenix eggs, and stared at Long Xuan hopefully.

"Yes, if I am here, I will protect their lives."

Long Xuan subconsciously agreed. After all, this was the last request of a generation of quasi-sage power.

"The patriarch is dead, what should we do?"

As far as the eye can see, the dragon clan has been killed and injured, most of them are not pure blood, and their blood is extremely thin, even the dragons are very rare.

"Avenge my brother, from today you are the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas."

Canglong looked at the only dragon clan left on the battlefield, and could only choose generals from among the short ones, and chose the four Ao Guang brothers.

"The line of auspicious beasts is going to be cut off?"

Since the fall of the top powerhouses of the Qilin tribe, most of the Qilin have died in battle, and only a few have successfully escaped.

"Brilliant as the three clans, it becomes a passing cloud in the blink of an eye."

After experiencing such a battle, Long Xuan felt bloody and murderous, and countless creatures died tragically.

"Ding: Congratulations to the Sword of Slaughter for successfully evolving into a top-grade spiritual treasure."

After devouring the infinite murderous energy, the killing sword in Long Xuan's hand became more terrifying, like a world-destroying demonic weapon.

"Rahu, you have done a lot of evil, and the poor will get rid of you as a scourge for the world."

Hongjun appeared, and when he was traveling, he was shining like a golden light, with a halo of merit shining on his body, like the only master of the world.

"Humble bug, you finally showed up."

In the Zhuxian Sword Formation, Luo Hu's gloomy sneer came out.

"The patriarch of the poor universe."

Beside Hongjun, an old man walked out of Ambilight, with white hair and childlike face, with the legendary Qiankun Ding on his head.

"This, this is the Qiankun Ding, one of the top ten innate spirit treasures, can it return to its original origin and create an innate spirit treasure?"

After seeing this thing, Long Xuan's eyes were gleaming, wishing he could hack it to death on the spot and run away with the treasure.

"The patriarch of Yin-Yang in the poor way."

Another old man walked out, showing the power of yin and yang all over his body, which was the innate picture of the universe.

"Haha, Hongjun, you three are not enough to defeat my Immortal Killing Sword Formation!"

In the Zhuxian Sword Formation, Luo Hu looked calm. In his opinion, except for Hongjun, the other two were all chickens and dogs.

"How about being the fourth person here?"

There was no other way. Under Long Yu's urging, Long Xuan could only bite the bullet and walk out with a smile.

"Little friend Long, are you kidding me that your chances of winning the Immortal Killing Sword Formation are slim?"

After seeing Long Xuan, Hongjun couldn't help laughing and waved his hands hurriedly to prevent him from dying in vain.

"Brother Hongjun, how about Benlong being the fourth person?"

The blue dragon bloomed, and the mana in the middle stage of the quasi-sage was earth-shattering, and the 24 Dinghai God beads above his head shone brightly.

"Break the formation and kill Luo Hu, the world-destroying demon."

The four of them looked at each other, and stepped into the Zhuxian Sword Formation confidently, feeling that the battle was a sure thing.

Hongjun thought he was the strongest, so he entered the gate of the Zhuxian formation, intending to forcibly take off the Zhuxian sword.

The Qiankun Patriarch stepped into the Immortal Sword Gate, with the Qiankun Cauldron on his head and the Qiankun Ruler in his hand, he was slowly advancing.

It was much more difficult for the Yin-Yang Patriarch in the Absolute Immortal Formation, if it hadn't been for Qiankun Tu to dissolve a lot of sword energy, he might have been injured already.

"24 Heavens..."

Although Canglong is not the master of the dragon clan, he is extremely powerful. With the help of Dinghai Shenzhu with both hands, he derived the universe of the 24 heavens.

"Ma Dan, for the sake of the Xiantian Lingbao, I did it f---ingly."

Long Xuan clearly knew that everyone would die in this battle, and only Hongjun was left to win.

After thinking of these innate spiritual treasures, Long Xuan mustered up his courage and boldly stepped into the gate of the Zhuxian Formation.

"Little friend Long, how did you join the battle?"

Hongjun discovered Long Xuan immediately, with a worried expression on his face, afraid of holding him back.

"Rahu, the world-destroying devil, everyone can get and kill him."

Long Xuan pretended to be upright, and Hongjun looked relieved, thinking that this is the real hero.

"Four swords into one, kill Hongjun."

Luo Hu's Sword Formation of Immortal Execution could not be transformed into a small world, so with his mana level, he could only use it to strengthen his attack.

The four major killing swords returned to their positions, sending out continuous sword energy from four directions at the same time, aiming at Hongjun thoroughly.

"Damn, this girl can't stand it, I'm going to die for sure."

After feeling the boundless sword energy, Long Xuan felt that he had gone to the wrong gate as countless horses galloped past him.

"Xiao Daoer, Luo Hu, you will definitely lose this battle."

Hongjun clicked casually, and a Taiji diagram appeared above his head, forming a solid golden bridge, exuding energy fluctuations that surpassed those of quasi-sages.

"Tai Chi Diagram, you got the innate treasure?"

Luo Hu was speechless, so he had no choice but to let it go. He trapped Hongjun first, and after finishing the other three, he slowly strangled him.

A flag flew out of Hongjun's hand, and it shook slightly, emitting a destructive chaotic atmosphere.

"Crack..."

The sword formation as strong as Zhu Xian is also constantly exploding. If Luo Hu was not strong enough, the formation would have been broken at this moment.

"Madan, with a Taiji diagram on his head and a Pangu banner in his hand, is it any wonder that Luohu can win?"

Seeing Hongjun who was armed to the teeth, Long Xuan complained ten thousand times in his heart, feeling that he had never seen such a brazen person.

"So what if the innate treasures are innate? As long as I kill you, they will all be mine."

Rahu waved his big hand, and a black lotus platform flew out, with twelve layers, exuding the power of samsara and destruction, blessing the entire Zhuxian Sword Formation.

"Another top-grade innate spirit treasure, the twelfth-grade reincarnation black lotus?"

Long Xuan recognized this thing and couldn't help shouting.

"So what about Black Lotus? It's not like Pindao doesn't have one?"

Hongjun smiled slightly, the golden light under his feet was bright, the light was tens of thousands of feet, and it was also a twelve-story lotus platform.

"You actually got the Twelve-Rank Merit Golden Lotus?"

Luo Hu thought that he was very lucky, but he never thought that he was slightly inferior to the magic weapon.

"All these are the number of days, today is the time when you, Rahu, will fall."

Hongjun pointed to the sky with one hand and held the Pangu flag tightly with the other hand, exuding boundless righteousness.

"No matter what, I want to get a piece of it. These people are ruining the innate spiritual treasure."

Looking at Hongjun and Luo Hu, Long Xuan felt that they were both wasteful things, and that the virtuous people would live in the spiritual treasures.

"Who wins and who loses? You won't know until after the fight?"

Luo Hu pinched a formula with both hands, and the four killing swords were circling rapidly, condensing the chaotic sword energy and slashing at the ancestor Yin Yang.

Among the four, the Yin-Yang Patriarch was the weakest and the magic weapon was the worst, and this was the easiest breakthrough in Luo Hu's view.

"Crack..."

Another shocking divine light pierced out, united with the chaotic sword energy, and pierced through the body of the Yin-Yang Patriarch.

"This is the God Killing Spear, the magic weapon with the strongest offensive power among the top ten top-grade spirit treasures."

Looking at the black spear in Luo Hu's hand, Long Xuan subconsciously shouted, feeling his soul trembling.

(End of this chapter)