Chapter 421 Battle

"Half-Step King!" The face of the golden devil suddenly sank. Zhao Tian's strength was enough to kill any nine-level martial artist when he was a seven-level martial artist. At this time, Zhao Tian's strength increased to the half-step king, which was imagined.

However, the golden devil also knows one thing. There is no spiritual skill that can improve the practitioner's cultivation of four realms. The only explanation is broken beads!

His eyes were wide open, and his face turned to the sky and spit out a mouthful of blood. The formula in his hand was quickly punched out, and complex and chaotic runes were turned out of his hand.

quickly integrated into the air, and then a blood-colored circle appeared on the ground. As the runes kept pouring out, the blood color became more and more abundant. In an instant, it filled the whole starry sky and the blood light soared to the sky.

At this time, Zhao Tian, who closed his eyes, slowly opened his eyes. Between his eyes and Fujian, a cold murderous atmosphere burst out like substance, blocking all the scope of the golden demon with the power of the extreme cold of heaven and earth.

The blood in his hand flashed, and suddenly, a blood-colored sword of only three feet and two inches appeared in Zhao Tian's hand. With the appearance of this dagger, the air hundreds of feet of radius seemed to be frozen, and the cold murderous atmosphere was like a tsunami, and the waves were turbulent, with the power that seemed to shock people's hearts.

"Star of Blood!"

Feeling this cold murderous atmosphere, Jin Mozhi felt that the blood in his body was frozen. Regardless of the shock of his face, he looked up to the sky and roared.

"Sword Shadow Type 1 - Royal Sword Chopping!" Zhao Tian showed a trace of cruelty at the corners of his mouth, and his eyes turned red. Suddenly, the whole space seemed to be distorted by this force.

This sword changes the color of heaven and earth, reverses the sun and the moon, and messes up space!

All the people present were shocked, and Yang Xiao and Yang Yun, who had long been surprised by this shock, also looked at this scene in a daze, but the difference was that Yang Xiao was full of regret, and the tears on Yang Yun's delicate little face were like broken pearls and could not stop flowing.

Xu Dahe, Duan Zhixian and others also expressed regret. The word "broken beads" is a big taboo in the heart of almost every practitioner. Cultivation is to go against the sky.

If the spiritual bead dies, the spiritual beads can still be reincarnated, and be reincarnated again after being reincarnation. Although there is no memory of the previous life, it can be preserved. If the spiritual beads are destroyed, the gods will be destroyed, and they will never be born.

Although it can gain strong power in a short time, it is too insignificant for the extinction of the gods.

" Stop it!"

At this moment, a rapid roar floated from a distance, and the roar was mixed with a trace of anger.

Zhao Tian's eyes are red, and there is only one thought in his heart is to kill the guy in front of him. As long as he kills him and avenge his beloved woman, everything else can be ignored.

"Ah!"

Just as the blood light surrounded the golden demon, before it could be transmitted, the thick golden sword spirit, like death, easily scratched the golden demon's body.

Boom!

Suddenly, a series of loud explosions kept ringing, and the mixed city trembled under this sword. The golden demon and his blood interstellar became shattered under this sword. The golden sword spirit did not stop because of this, and directly left a deep sword mark dozens of feet long on the ground.

"Daw! If you dare to kill my demon warrior, give it to me!" The distant voice came again, full of anger.

As soon as the blood-red palm print came down in the void, it rushed straight to Zhao Tian like a teleportation, bringing a gust of fishy palm wind everywhere.

Zhao Tian's mind was a little unclear at this time. When he saw someone attacking him, the long sword in his hand turned and burst out again with dazzling golden brilliance. Xuanyuan sword was worthy of being an artifact. Zhao Tian just waved several swords at will.

The dazzling gold seemed to tear the sky apart and suddenly greeted it.

Drip!

The palm sword collided and got a figure that seemed to be teleported. It was also fiercely attacked by Zhao Tian and then retreated a few steps, showing an unimaginable shock on his old face.

The person came was Fan Wuqi, who fought with Zihong. He was rushed by the aftermath of the battle between Zhao Tian and the golden demon, but as soon as he came, he saw the scene of the golden demon being killed, which was equivalent to a fierce slap in the face of the demon clan, which made Fan Wuqi, who had already become a half-step king, endure it.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they fought, they found Zhao Tian's unusualness. His mind was still uncertain. Suddenly, Zhao Tian opposite him burst into a shocking sense of war again.

For a moment, its body is golden, like the scorching sun in the sky, and the bright brilliance is eye-catching, which makes people dare not look directly at it.

Another thick golden sword spirit cut through the sky and went away.

Although Fan Wuqi's face was shocked, it only flashed away on the old face, and his arms formed a false report in front of his chest. When the sword spirit approached, a bloody aura shield firmly blocked it.

Immediately, his palms suddenly changed, and the powerful blood spread in the shape of a fan, turning his palms into fists. With the momentum of tiger roaring, Zhao Tian's sword spirit was defeated in an instant, and he himself was also shaken back, and there were bursts of numbness from his arms.

And the murderous spirit of the sword spirit, Fan Wuqi even felt that even the evil spirit he had cultivated for hundreds of years could not be compared with it.

Immediately, he gave up the contempt in his heart and attacked first. A fishy blood light suddenly burst out on his fists. A strong evil spirit rose to the sky and strangled the air in the surrounding space, so that people who were dozens of feet away could not care about fighting and retreated rapidly one after another.

A battle like this to them is accidentally crushed, and even if the gods are destroyed, it is not impossible.

A ring of blood color floats quietly in mid-air like a halo outside its body.

"Heaven and earth are the guide, the blood light is evil, and the devil is the god!" There was no change on Fan Wuqi's strange and clumsy face. He pointed to Zhao Tian with his two fingers.

Suddenly, the bloody aura outside his body was like heaven and earth, and a ring went to Zhao Tiantao, who rushed in a hurry.

Zhao Tian only thought of one word in his heart, that is, to kill all the demons he saw.

Xuanyuan sword suddenly floated up and stood quietly on his shoulder. The sword rotated with Zhao Tian's fingertips and waved a sword in mid-air.

Suddenly, the golden sword spirit was mixed with a trace of murderous spirit, following the breeze in the air, hidden in the void, a sword spirit as thin as cicada wings, cut off the bloody halo!

Dangdang

A series of sparks shot out in mid-air, and the bloody halo was like tofu. It was easily cut off by Zhao Tian, and then the power was unabated and went away.

Fan Wuqi's face changed greatly, and his hands quickly sent out complex and astringent formulas in the air. A strong blood color, like a river and sea breaking the embankment, found a gap and surged out, transforming several layers of blood-colored barrier in mid-air.

Finally, after breaking several layers of sword spirit, Zhao Tian's sword spirit was completely blocked. At this time, Fan Wuqi's face was also full of solemnity. He saw the woman lying not far away, the red light in Zhao Tian's eyes, and the murderous spirit constantly stimulated outside the body.

also thought of something, but after seeing the death of the golden demon, there was still a burst of regret in my heart.

Zihong did not stop it. It's not that he didn't want to, but he couldn't stop it at all. The moment he was looking for others to have a deal with Fan Wuqi, he could see something. A trace of regret appeared on his majestic face, and there was a bitterness at the corners of his mouth.

Fan Wuqi reluctantly received Zhao Tian's attack, and coupled with the previous wasted a lot of spiritual power to fight with Zihong, there was a bitterness in his heart. He didn't expect that his half-step king's realm would be killed by a boy with broken beads!

Zhao Tian's face was pale. He slowly raised the Xuanyuan sword in his hand and just raised the long sword in his hand. The golden light was like a bright little sun, shining.

With a strong momentum, not only Fan Wuqi, but also Zihong's face changed, and he was afraid for a while.

At this time, the vision changed, and the golden aura outside Zhao celestial body suddenly changed and began to tremble irregularly.

Suddenly, the golden color outside Zhao's sky trembled even more fiercely, and there were faint signs of disappearing.