Chronicles of the Kingdom of Heaven

However, at this time, taking advantage of the situation and not dealing with the corpse emperor, Tang Tian was put in danger. Once Tang Tian had a failure, there was no way to save ...

It's just what I'm afraid of.

Qi Yue had just thought of this, and she only heard that a dull roar came suddenly.

For a time, it seemed that the entire magma lake was turned over.

At this time, the Corpse Emperor seemed to be caught in a violent rage, chasing Tang Tiandu, chasing and chasing for a while, extremely fierce, the violent attack was as airtight as raindrops.

In contrast, Tang Tiandu is almost like a small beast. Any attack in front of the horrifying corpse emperor seems to be a bluffing claw.

It's just a joke that you can't do any damage if you try your best.

The worst thing is that under the repeated threat of this corpse emperor, Tang Tian has already been forced to a dead end, and he has no retreat behind him!

"Oh no!"

Seeing this scene, Qi Yue immediately knew that Fang Duan's previous concerns were indeed fulfilled.

Such things as Corpse Emperor are not uncommon in Luofu Realm, and Qi Yue himself was occasionally seen several times when he was taken to attend several spiritual gatherings.

However, the few corpse emperors who had appeared in Luofu Realm absolutely had no such strength.

Fang Duan is right, this corpse emperor is really extraordinary, and then, Tang Tian must be in danger ...

Now Lin Fei only cares about picking Huoyuanhua, and doesn't care about the overall situation at all.

Brother Fang was too busy to help himself.

Qi Yue knows that the only thing he can do now is himself ...

Qi Yue gritted her teeth and sacrificed the Baling Nongshui streamers again.

I saw that the eight spirits got water streamers, turned into a roll of black sky, and quickly spread out.

Suddenly, the nearby magma space was completely covered by a black sky, and the power of the water spirit was surging, as if the air was filled with viscous moisture. Every move seemed to be carried out in the deep sea. , With a strong resistance.

As the sticky resistance became stronger and stronger, I saw the black sky quickly wrapped up, all gathered around the emperor.

Around its entire body, a pure black space was formed. The surging waves of black space, like a wave, completely suppressed the corpse emperor ...

At this time, the emperor also felt his own crisis and immediately shouted with sorrow.

Suddenly, the golden light of the body was full, and the already terrifying body seemed to be blowing, and it rose up against the wind and expanded again.

It didn't stop completely until it became the size of a hundred feet and the head reached the top of the black sky.

For a time, I saw that the body of the corpse emperor was slightly short, and his hands held up the black sky curtain. After a slight pause, he immediately supported the body, and with a deep and powerful scream in the throat, its that The golden body straightened up slowly.

At first glance, the scene of these hands supporting the sky is like carrying a world with his own body ...

The corpse emperor roared, and snapped his palms. The corpse gas rolled like a surging wave, and rushed towards the black sky.

For a time, I only saw the black sky above, and there was a burst of sound.

The strength of the water spirit violently swayed and quickly weakened. Above the clear and pure black sky, there were Dao cracks. Numerous Dao seals scattered out of it. It was like the sky was broken ...

Qi Yue's face suddenly pale, and a spit of blood spurted out, the whole person's breath suddenly subsided.

However, after that, the corpse emperor still did not stop. At the moment of breaking the black sky curtain, he stretched out a giant palm, like a dead insect, slap, toward the one who was forced to the dead end. Tang Tiandu, fanned violently ...

All of a sudden, only a dull collision sound was heard, and it rang out.

Tang Tiandu's tangled swords and swords exploded at the same time. Under the giant palm slap, he resisted to death, but he continued to live and die, and it was extremely difficult to resist.

In the end, it was completely unable to resist. Under the power of terror, the whole body was transformed into a vague phantom, which was photographed directly into the stone wall, embedded in it, and the life and death were unknown ...

The countless sword lights of Tang Tiandu's body surface, but also had little effect. In the end, only the palm of the corpse emperor's palm was cut off.

Other than that, there is no big deal ...

At this time, Qi Yue, holding a broken black streamer in her hand, suddenly looked pale when she saw this scene.

That Ba Ling Nong streamer, for him, is a real life-repairing thing, a body of Taoism.

Now that the Ba Ling Nong streamer is broken, and even its own foundation will be damaged, this is a big thing.

No matter what kind of monk is involved, Daoji is the most troublesome injury. If it is a bad one, even this life will recover again.

Even if it is serious, it may be repaired!

For a moment, even if Qi Yue wanted to save, there was no way to shoot.

"Roar!"

When Qi Yue looked pale, there was a roar next to him.

Qi Yue turned her head in amazement, and saw that the golden giant tiger that had appeared before suddenly jumped out of her side.

After that Golden Tiger, it was Fang Duan.

At this time, Fang Duan, with a white complexion like a piece of paper, was urging a rune. Numerous seals flew beside him, and a powerful wave of true yuan permeated, and surrounded Fang Duan ... …

The golden light shining, reflecting the pale face of Fang Duan became a little sacred, and he became more determined.

"Brother Fang!"

Qi Yue suddenly reacted from the consternation, and his heart was clear that Fang Duan was trying to force his shot again at this time to urge the rune!

This is easy to say, but at this time, re-activation of the rune means that Fang Duan almost gave up the suppression of the injury in the body and condenses all the real elements in this rune.

Even if in the end, Fang Duan can survive, it must be that the injury is aggravated again, maybe it will hurt Daoji, and he hasn't moved forward since.

For monks who have spent their lives in spiritual practice, this is almost at the expense of everything.

For a time, Qi Yue looked into Fang Duan's eyes, full of worry and intolerance.

However, Qi Yue also knows that any mood at this time is of no avail, and only help can help Fang Duan relieve pressure.

At the moment, he couldn't control much anymore. He just gritted his teeth and urged his true element to infuse it into the just broken Baling Nongwa.