The Immortal Emperor is so fertile

Qin Tian placed the Night Dragon Rider in the escaping light on the ground, and the latter quickly formed a formation.

He himself still stayed in the sky.

At this moment, the wind was blowing, Qin Tian's clothes were fluttering, and countless lightnings were lingering around him, just like the emperor of heaven who had crossed the ages!

Mu Yourong's eyes were full of stars, and his expression was full of admiration.

After all, he was a face dog.

Qin Tian had a blank expression, and a thick lightning spear made of lightning appeared in his hand.

Then, he threw it out!

Boom!

On the ground, the giant with a shattered head was knocked down again!

But the strange thing was that the giant stood up slowly as before, and the broken head grew back again. His red eyes were full of anger, his mouth was wide open, and the fishy breath and thunderous roars filled the air.

"He won't die even if he's shot in the head?" Qin Tian was a little stunned.

"It shouldn't be..." Mu Yourong also looked puzzled, and murmured: "With such a height, he must be a descendant of the Fangfeng clan... But the Fangfeng clan doesn't have the ability to grow back after a broken head!"

"I'll kill him again!"

The thick thunder spear appeared in Qin Tian's palm again.

He didn't believe it.

If he can't kill the opponent once, he will kill him ten times, and if not, he will kill him a hundred times!

There will always be a time to kill the opponent!

But what made Qin Tian helpless was that the thunder spear thrown at the giant would be bounced off instantly, so he could only choose to shoot the head to consume the giant's physical and spiritual power.

However, he knocked down the giant again and again, and the giant stood up again and again, staring with two basin-sized eyes, and shouting loudly in his mouth.

Qin Tian didn't understand.

But he knew that the guy must have cursed very dirty!

"Let me do it!"

Mu Yourong volunteered, took out a golden rope from her sleeve and threw it down.

This was the inspiration she got from the book written by Qin Tian.

Binding Immortal Rope

Unfortunately, most of the time, the Immortal Binding Rope was used to bind herself...

But this is not important!

The important thing is that the Immortal Binding Rope is very effective.

In an instant, the giant was tied up tightly, sealing the giant's strength and cultivation.

Seeing this, Qin Tian threw the thunder gun again.

Poof!

The giant's head exploded like a watermelon.

But just when Qin Tian thought he had finally killed the other party, the broken head grew back again...

What the hell? I hate the world of immortal cultivation, this subverts my common sense...Qin Tian looked away helplessly and looked at the wizards and shamans standing behind the Xirong warriors.

Those people wore tall hats with various bird feathers on them and covered with animal skins. Even if Qin Tian was far away, he could feel the extremely powerful and strange power from those animal skins.

The strength of the leading wizard is not inferior to that of ordinary extraordinary cultivators!

Originally, he happily watched the giant come back to life and die again, but as the giant was tied up by the immortal rope, he suddenly panicked.

"Quick, go and rescue Wu Huo!"

The wizard gave orders.

At the same time, he shook the magic flag in his hand, swaying and dancing like a great god, and a skull burning with a ghostly blue fire suddenly appeared in the sky and flew straight towards Qin Tian.

Hehehehe!

The skull laughed while flying, and the two rows of teeth rubbed against each other, making a sound similar to nails scratching a blackboard from time to time.

Qin Tian got goose bumps all over his body.

Mu Yourong was not much better.

This is the legendary saying that people from the same family don't enter the same door. Qin Tian couldn't stand this kind of sound, and so did Mu Yourong.

And this time the battle was in the sky.

Qin Tian no longer had the worry of killing ordinary soldiers in the aftermath of the battle.

The next second.

A huge dragon with a body of a hundred feet long and majestic scales appeared in the sky.

Baring its fangs and claws, circling and winding.

This is the Thunder Dragon summoned by the "Thunder Lightning Dragon Art" in the "Tao Realm" stage.

The Heavenly Thunder restrains all evil spirits!

The skull that was flying towards Qin Tian stopped moving and left at a faster speed than before.

But it was too late.

The Thunder Dragon roared, and the murderous aura in its apricot-yellow dragon eyes spread all around. The vigorous power spread to the surroundings, and the dark clouds dissipated. The sky within a hundred miles instantly turned into a sea of ​​thunder and lightning!

With just one blow, the skull was turned into powder!

The wizard spurted blood and his face was like gold paper.

The skull was the result of his thousand years of hard work. It was the top-grade skeleton he secretly dug out from the tomb of the Shang kings of all dynasties when the Shang Dynasty was destroyed!

Now that his spell of life and death has been broken, he will not live long!

He can't live, and his enemies can't live either!

So he took out a white dagger polished with human bones and stabbed himself.

He muttered something in his mouth.

"Donate blood..."

"Donate heart..."

"Donate liver..."

...

"Donate soul, donate everything..."

"Great ancestors, please devour my enemies..."

Instantly, dozens of strange ghosts appeared around his body.

There was a monster with a human head and a bull body wrapped in black shadows and no facial features.

There was a bloody man with skin peeled off, with hundreds of scarlet tentacles dancing randomly under his neck.

The huge white wings covered the sky and the sun, and the dancing was accompanied by bursts of Sanskrit chanting, which was extremely holy, but if you look closely, the one in the middle of the wings was not a human or other creature, but a meat ball with eyes.

There was a beautiful bride wearing a red wedding dress, with white hands folded in front of her, and a snake head.

There was also a Buddha painted with gold paint all over his body, with a solemn appearance but dancing tentacles on his head.

It was bizarre.

One look at it makes one's scalp numb.

These ghostly figures devoured the wizard's body crazily, not sparing any inch of skin or a drop of blood.

It seemed like several sixty years, and it seemed like just a few moments. The wizard's body disappeared, and the ghosts he summoned cast their eyes on the surrounding Xirong warriors.

The feeling of hunger made them eager to move.

However, the contract bound them.

They devoured the wizard's body and soul, and they had to avenge the wizard and kill the enemy designated by the other party!

But this did not prevent them from eating some "snacks" first.

So, hundreds of Xirong warriors around the ghosts were instantly turned into dried people, and the blood in their bodies was completely sucked dry by the ghosts.

Then, they rushed towards Qin Tian.

Qin Tian suddenly felt like a thorn in his back.

He finally understood why Zhou still let the Rong people on the loess plateau do whatever they wanted after destroying Shang.

The opponent's strength should not be underestimated.

But he is even more powerful!

The ghosts took off into the air and flew towards Qin Tian.

Mu Yourong was about to attack, but saw Qin Tian in a strange posture.

Heaven-slaying sword technique!

Mu Yourong was relieved immediately.

She had seen the huge damage caused by Qin Yu using this sword technique. Now Qin Tian is a transcendent cultivator and the "creator" of this sword technique, so he can naturally cut a more powerful sword!

Mu Yourong silently stepped back half a step, giving the stage to the man who conquered her in every way.

Qin Tian closed his eyes and said nothing.

The scene of the ghost eating people before appeared in his mind.

Bloody and cruel, the world cannot tolerate it!

A sense of righteousness arose in Qin Tian's body.

Then, he slowly stepped forward, and the sword in his hand lit up. In an instant, the world seemed to lose its luster, leaving only black and white.