Chapter 148 All

Lingshangtian was furious, and the spear in his hand flew over, and his strength hit all directions. Countless monks were killed, but the monks' counterattack was also fierce. The dense flying swords like a flock of geese skimmed by, and the Protosss warriors were killed piece by piece.

Especially for people like Ying Lianhua, if they look at the opportunity, they will kill with one blow. Those who are killed don't know how to die.

"Taoist friends, use spells and flying swords to attack from afar!" The monk who shouted before reminded that countless monks listened, and the flying swords gathered together, sweeping by, and countless Protoss warriors fell one after another.

Seeing the scene in front of him, there was a sneer on the monk's face, and his figure flashed and disappeared. Ling Shangtian felt a fluctuation above his head. Just as he was about to take action, he made a loud sound, and his face was hot and painful!

Someone slapped him hard in the face!

"Haha, Taoist friends, the key to the sky is on Ling Shangtian!" The monk, who was not well known, broke the news.

Where do Taoist friends practice? Why are you sure that the key to the sky is on him?" A monk asked in front of him.

"I am Yiyue Bingzhou Yunguang real person. Just now, when we were besieging the owner of the Heavenly Emperor Gate, these guys secretly gathered together and took out a small sword, as if to enter the eighth space. What else can they be besides the key to the sky?" Yunguang's real life vowed to preach everywhere.

Thank you for telling me that I was almost cheated by these bastards!

Ask the monk to thank him and greet everyone to besiege the people of the Protoss. Far away, Yun Guangzhen felt a hateful look. At a glance, it turned out to be Ling Shangtian.

"Lingshangtian, I broke your secret and wanted to kill you, but you should first ask the monk present if he agreed!" Yunguang Zhenren sacrificed the flying sword, and the sword was fierce, and he cut off the spiritual sky.

All the monks, seize the key to the sky!

Yunguang roared and killed directly behind the Protoss warriors. The continuous sword spread out, and the blue lotus petals fluttered all over the sky, like a sharp fairy sword, covering dozens of Protos warriors.

Green Lotus Sword Tips!

There is no doubt about the monk who doubts Yunguang's real identity. Qinglian sword formula, but the sword fairy means, looking at this power, it must be five or six disasters scattered immortals. How can people with such cultivation deceive them?

Puffy!

The Protoss warriors, who were shrouded in cyan lotus petals, were directly crushed, and Yunguang rushed into it. The human sword and one, the cyan sword awn swirled in all directions, across nine days, and killed hundreds of Protos warriors in an instant.

Death!

Ling Shangtian was furious, and a spear stabbed the Yunguang Zhenren. The blood spear was strong, and there was a miserable shout, affecting the soul, like a mountain, making people tremble!

"Old man, you have the ability to fight 300 rounds with this real man!" Yunguang sneered and pasted on a magic charm, swooing like a breeze and escaping from afar. Ling Shangtian fell into the air and roared angrily, but there was nothing they could do. The monks who are still alive are powerful and can't resist besieging together.

What made Ling Shangtian even more angry was that someone secretly took action. After a bang, the helmets of countless Protos warriors were smashed. Although they were not dead, they fell into a daze and were easily killed by the besieged monks.

Even surrounded them with a vigor, and some soldiers began to look confused and unable to control themselves, so they were still in the mood to fight.

Who is it? Stand up!

Lingshang looked up to the sky and roared. This guy was so abominable that he slapped him before, but now he bullied them so much. Damn it!

Bang!

With a crisp sound, Ling Shangtian was slapped again on the face, and his chest was punched fiercely in anger, and he retreated for several miles.

You are Qin Hao!

Ling Shangtian looked around, his eyes spewed fire, and roared angrily.

You haven't died of stupidity. I thought it was you!

A cold joke sounded on the sea. In the shocked eyes of everyone, Yunguang stood in the air, weighed the fairy sword and laughed disdainfully.

How can it be? He is not dead yet. Isn't he Yunguang a real person?

Countless monks were frightened, and even those strange faces became solemn. There is no doubt that the man in front of him is a sword cultivation. Why is Qin Hao!

"Yes, it's the emperor who provoked you. What's your name?" Yunguang Zhenren sneered and restored Qin Hao's real body, and everyone's hearts were bright.

Spiritual Heaven!

Ling Shangtian gritted his teeth and was slapped twice. If he didn't hate him, he would be a fool.

"Lingshi, are you Qin Lingxue's father?" Qin Hao looked cold and thought that this guy would be a gentleman. When he saw him today, it was really an eye-opener.

"Lingxue?" Ling Shangtian clenched the blood spear and questioned.

"After knowing the truth, you fell into a deep sleep. You can be satisfied, but you have killed too many imperial people. Today is your death!" Qin Hao's eyes were cold and his figure disappeared.

A fluffy sound!

Lingshangtian was like a ball and was kicked in the sea, while Qin Hao sacrificed the Heavenly Emperor's sword and swept by. Countless protoss were stopped and cut off. Ling Shangtian rushed out of the sea and roared crazily.

"100,000 is enough, you can enter the eighth space." Feng Qingqing's voice was like a copper bell, ringing through the sea, and the crazy spiritual sky also woke up, staring at Qin Hao with resentment without rash action.

But Qin Hao raised his head, looked at the seemingly endless sky, and smiled and said, "Are you satisfied!"

The blue sea is already bright red, and the monk's body moves with the waves. Although it is not as spectacular as ten thousand years ago, it is shocking enough.

Everyone was stunned. What does Qin Hao mean? It is possible that there are still unknown changes in the nine-fold space, but the green voice did not sound, and everyone only felt an irresistible force coming and sucked them into an unknown space.

The monks were completely shocked when they saw the scene in front of them!

There is an island suspended in front of you. Looking at its scale, it is one million miles long and wide. The mountains are like dragons, winding, ancient peaks are inserted in the sky, there are many strange trees, deep springs, and hanging waterfalls drooping down from the island and flowing into the endless void below.

The magnificent and huge palaces are dotted in the mountains like pearls. They are far away from each other. The surrounding fairy grass is lush, and the spirit of immortals is rich in fog. The monks take a deep breath from afar, and they feel relaxed, floating and have a sense of ascension.

In the middle of the island, there are 99,900 golden glazed palaces, which are intertwined and can't be seen at a glance, but from afar, they are like a golden star shining on the starry sky.

Qin Hao spread his consciousness and swept by. He found that the name of the palace was written on the plaque. At the entrance of the central palace, there were three golden and simple characters that exude infinite Taoism, Xianmiao Palace!

Look, everyone, it's Xianmou Palace. I really didn't expect that Xianmou Palace would be destroyed like this!

Some monks who knew about the journey for ten thousand years were shocked and then explained: "Before the rise of the King of War, the chaotic Star Sea was the most respected by the Xianmeng Sect, and the Taoist system in the upper world is the Xianmeng Palace!"

Ling Shangtian and others look unchanged. Obviously, it has been a long time ago, but the three people in Xuelang City are unable to calm down. In the past ten thousand years, the imperial clan is finally about to rise.

"Haha, you are finally here, but let me wait for a long time!" A figure flew out of the Xianmiao Hall, and a flash came to the crowd and laughed wildly.

The man was dressed in a white robe, tall, elegant, magnificent and extraordinary. His eyes were dark and cold. They swept by, and the monks lowered their heads one after another without looking directly.

Ling Shangtian was shocked and his fingers trembled and said, "You are still alive!"

Fengqi shook his head repeatedly, a little evil, and said, "That old man Lingyuan is not dead yet. How can I die!"

Fairy King!

Many monks feel that their hearts are gripped fiercely and are about to be crushed, that kind of suffocation and extreme pain.

Some monks on the battlefield of Tiangong also dare not move. They know the weight of the immortal king, not to mention in the treasure house of Zhantian, even in the world of Hongmeng, which is also an invincible existence.

Fengqi looked at Qin Hao with deep eyes and a faint smile on his face, "If you had appeared ten thousand years earlier, the king would not have died. The emperor would have dominated the heavens long ago!"

Qin Hao smiled bitterly, which he could decide. He was as powerful as the king of war, let alone others.

"Thank you, Qin Haodai Emperor!" Qin Hao bowed slightly. Anyway, he followed the King of War and has been guarding the treasure house of War.

Fengqi just sighed and said, "The Heavenly Emperor is polite. We have only waited for 10,000 years. For me, that is, we have to sleep. There are some things I tell you. When the Heavenly King left the treasure house, he ordered us to wait for the new Heavenly Emperor to appear before opening, and it leaves you with a problem!"

Qin Hao's expression remains unchanged, and the treasure house is a trap. He has long guessed that how many emperors died in the bloody battle ten thousand years ago? How could he let the monks get the treasures of the fairyland?

"Did the king's daughter wake up?" Qin Hao is more concerned about this than the problem.

"Shengnan woke up two years ago, and Qingqing accompanied her!" There was a faint relief in Fengqi's voice.

"What problems did the king leave behind!" Qin Hao is full of fighting spirit. No matter what, he will complete it.

"Kill all the monks who enter here. This is the king's test for you and the only requirement for you to inherit everything the king left here!" Fengqi's eyes were cold in an instant. In his heart, no one wanted Qin Hao to inherit, because this was bought by the King of War with his life and should be left to his daughter, Qin Shengnan.

"I just want the Heavenly Palace Order!" Qin Hao turned around and sacrificed the sword of the Emperor of Heaven. His power was as powerful as a monument of the world. His voice was far and mysterious: "No matter who you are or where you come from, I will kill you today!"

"Brother Hao, give it back to us!" Duanmuye, Li Shaobai and others rushed out of the fairy hall and came behind Qin Hao. They were restrained but more powerful.

"Brother, I'm coming, wow, and acquaintances, I'm so lucky!" Bei Chenxing also came to Qin Hao and rubbed his hands with an excited face.

We vow to follow the Heavenly Emperor and conquer the heavens!

The wind and rain rode the golden lion, and took a kind of imperial people who entered the treasure house to jump out of the fairy halls and form a battle array, sounding like thunder and shaking for nine days.

Ling Shangtian and other monks' faces have changed, which is the rhythm of netting them all!