Kill the Great Wall of Martial Arts from me

Li Shenzhi felt that Lao Bai's strength was a little low, and planned to help him advance to the middle stage of the king.

"It's not good to sell anything, but to sell your ancestors."

Inside the skull face, Lao Baicha pointed at the spoils of the Heavenly King.

"Don't click, go west and destroy Jinyang Shangzong."

"Mie Zong, the old man likes it."

Laobai laughed strangely, rolled up billowing black clouds, and rushed towards the west of the mainland.

……

"Isn't this an eighth-rank sect? Why isn't there a king in charge?"

On Jinyang Mountain, the golden sunlight has been shrouded in ghostly aura.

In the [-]-mile mountain range, blood and black energy rolled, and countless hisses and roars rose and fell endlessly.

In the tumbling black mist, Lao Bai climbed back and forth across the mountains, looking for his spoils.

"Damn, this turned out to be a fake eighth-rank sect."

"Don't look for it, it's here."

After Lao Bai said this, Li Shenzhi remembered, and threw the broken bones of Jin Yang Patriarch to Lao Bai.

Outside Jinyang Mountain, the void burst, and a figure came from the sky. When he saw the mountain range shrouded in ghostly aura, he was filled with murderous intent.

This person is tall and gray robed, with a thin figure, holding a whisk in his hand.

"Ghosts make trouble, God will punish them!"

With the flick of the whisk in this person's hand, there was an explosion of thunder in the nine heavens.

Derived from the rules belonging to Lei Dao, it has swept tens of thousands of miles around.

In the blink of an eye, a thunderbolt gathered in the sky, and the silver light was like a waterfall, locking onto Jinyang Mountain.

"Crack."

Thunder fell, tearing apart the sky, connecting the sky and the earth.

However, after Thunder fell into Jinyang Mountain, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, without any waves being stirred up.

"Ah."

When the visitor saw this scene, his expression froze.

"What an evil creature, there is even a lightning protection spirit."

"Seeing how powerful your lightning protection spirit object is, it's still more powerful than this king's Nine Heavens Thunder."

With a flick of the dust whisk, the visitor suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and all the roads buzzed in unison.

"Wind blows."

Between the heaven and the earth, the wind and thunder moved violently, roaring like a tide.

"Cloud surge."

Thunderclouds all over the sky gathered in the sky.

"Thunder..."

The whisk flew into the sky, mobilizing the four directions, turning it into a sea of ​​purple thunder.

At this moment, the king was flying in the dust, his eyes were rippling, his robe was lightly raised, and he raised his hands and feet, looking like a fairy.

However, when the thunder light was about to fall, a ray of light flew out from Jinyang Mountain.

"Buzz!"

The lightning that filled the sky between the sky and the earth came to a standstill.

I saw this celestial king, there was an illusory silk thread in the celestial spirit, which was being pulled out.

Inside the net above the head of the silk thread is a constantly struggling soul.

If he wanted to struggle, he couldn't break free from the fist.

With a sound of "whoosh", the Sky-catching God Net returned and fell into Li Shenzhi's hands.

"This old man is scared to death. This guy's lightning technique is really bluffing, and his appearance is more sunny than this old man. If you focus on these two points, you will die."

The old white face leaned in front of the God-catching net, sizing up the struggling soul.

"I thought it was so powerful, but the soul was pulled out all of a sudden. It turned out to be a silver pewter spear head."

After looking around, Lao Bai lost interest.

Sit and wait to bring back additional meals.

"This is too contemptuous of our men, let a king come and hunt us down later."

In the net of catching the gods, the spirit was imprisoned, and the panic-stricken King Jiuxiao sensed the realm of Li Shenzhi and Lao Bai, and was a little sluggish.

A ghost cultivator in the early stage of the king, and a human race in the middle stage of the king.

To catch him so easily.

During the process, he didn't even have a chance to resist, and his strength was too heaven-defying.

Li Shenzhi looked calm, put the prey he got into the bronze coffin, and began to search for the soul along the way.

"Have you packed up, let's go to the next eighth-order sect."

"Before Haoyang Tianzong reacts, at least his four younger brothers must be shoveled."

Chapter 421 That's right, it's right, it's the Hall of Reincarnation

Haoyang Tianzong.

The Haoyang mirror hangs high, shedding divine light.

In the mountain, there is a white jade platform hanging in the air, on which is the Haoyang mirror hanging.

At this moment, the rhombus-shaped bronze mirror absorbed the aura of wildness in the mountains and fields, gathered into a pure inspiration, and fell on an old man with a sense of immortality below.

"Report to Patriarch, the soul lamp of Patriarch Jiuxiao has gone out."

The head of Hao Yangzong rushed over and landed on the high platform.

King Jiuxiao in the later stage of the king is one of the jade pillars of the sect, and together with the ancestor of Shenlei, they jointly supported the great reputation of Haoyangzong.

The current fall of King Jiuxiao is tantamount to hurting Haoyang Tianzong.

"what happened?"

The patriarch of the god Lei, who was swallowing up the inspiration, opened and closed his eyes, and there was a boundless sea of ​​thunder, which made it difficult for the head of Haoyang to breathe.

"Reporting to Patriarch, not long ago, there was a frenzy of yin spirits in the land of the northern human race, sweeping across the front line of millions of miles, and beheading the elder Xianyun in the sect. Patriarch Jiuxiao went to kill him, but he didn't expect the soul lamp to go out. "

The head of Haoyang explained the matter quickly.

Haoyang Tianzong respects the two patriarchs Shenlei and Jiuxiao. The ancestor of Shenlei is the great perfection of the king, and the ancestor of Jiuxiao is the late king.

As the head, he is the mid-stage king.

In addition, there is one elder in the middle stage of the king and three elders in the early stage of the king in the door.

"King of Erosion?"

Murderous intent surged in the eyes of the ancestor of Shenlei, and his junior brother Jiuxiao and him were brothers in love. They worshiped the mountain gate together, broke into the king together, and became the ancestor of the sect step by step.

"No, it's not the Eclipse King, he doesn't have the guts."

"No matter who kills my junior brother, this patriarch will definitely take your skin and extract your soul, and burn you for thousands of years with the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder to pay homage to the spirit of your junior brother."

Patriarch Shenlei's killing intent gathered, his body flickered, and a young figure walked out of his body.

"To be able to harm junior so easily, this person must be powerful."

"The ancestor of Haoyang mirror was taken away, leaving a clone to sit in the town and activate the sect protection formation, so as not to be distracted from the mountain by others."

After the voice fell, only the separated young figure remained on the white jade stone platform.

"Old Ancestor, do you need to inform Suzaku Spirit Sect and Nine Lives Sect?"

"Need not!"

The young avatar had evil spirits in his eyes.

"How can I make others laugh at me as a majestic Haoyang Tianzong?"

……

The Patriarch Shenlei held the Haoyang mirror and walked through the void.

Although he was murderous at this moment, his anger was soaring, but it did not overwhelm his reason.

Above the Jinyang Mountain, the Patriarch Shenlei stepped out from the void, opened his big palm, and the Haoyang Mirror flew out.

"Mirror Spirit."

The Haoyang Mirror soared into the sky, and shone bright golden light, covering an area of ​​tens of thousands of miles.

Jinyang Mountain, which had been slaughtered by countless yin qi and remnant souls, made a crackling sound under the shroud of golden light.

The large expanse of cold air was immediately melted away as if it had encountered a raging fire.

In the Haoyang mirror, the same immortal figure flashed in the mirror.

"Shenlei, only Jiuxiao can induce the breath of Tianlei, but the cold and filthy aura generated here will not have much influence on Jiuxiao."

Hearing the sound, Patriarch Shenlei frowned.

My junior knows that his strength is at the top of the king's late stage.

He also clearly sensed the degree of coldness and filth here, it was only at the level of an ordinary king, and it was impossible to pose a threat to his junior.

"This shows that the younger brother doesn't even have the strength to resist in front of the person who makes the shot."

"The realm of the shooter is no worse than me, and even stronger than me."

The more Shenlei Patriarch said, the more ugly his expression became.

"Shenlei, there is another situation, that is, the person who attacked Jiuxiao used the method of attacking the soul."

"Junior brother's soul strength is 300 million feet, and mine is 900 million feet. With my strength, I can't easily suppress junior brother, unless there is a corresponding soul attacking Lingbao."

"The strongest human race in Bianzhou is the Shade King, and his strength is on par with mine, so he can't do such a neat job."

"Then it can only be a human warrior from outside."

"Shen Lei, why are you sure you are a human race?"

Jing Ling spoke lightly, and said: "The martial artist who killed Jiuxiao should not be underestimated in strength, and it is very likely that he is stronger than you."

At this moment, Patriarch Shenlei, who was frowning and thinking, was suddenly startled.

"Not good, Huizong."

He didn't believe that such a strong man's purpose was to kill Junior Brother Jiuxiao.

When Patriarch Shenlei returned to Haoyang Mountain, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the sect was peaceful.

"The ancestor has already..."

The head of Haoyang opened his mouth when he saw the ancestor of Shenlei coming back, but when he saw the gloomy look on Shenlei's face, he immediately closed his mouth.

It was clear that things were not going well.

Still don't frown and scold.

Sitting on the white jade platform, Patriarch Shenlei looked gloomy.

Compared with the destruction of the eighth-order ordinary sect that led it, the inheritance of one's own family is the most important.

"what's up?"

The head of Haoyang, who didn't know how to speak, saw the elder Tianhuo Sword King flying in the door, and immediately opened his mouth.

"Old Ancestor, the head of the sect, the Golden Crow Sect has also been wiped out."

"what."