Chapter 580 Heaven's Roadless Battle

Mulanhui was shocked to ask several emperors. The Qinglong Emperor said in a low voice, "The divine sky has changed. The heavenly emperor is no longer just the heavenly emperor of tens of tens of millions of imperial kingdoms below, but the real god of heaven, the wooden hall and other five ancient gods. From then on, they withdrew from the divine sky. This star sky is ours..."

Mulanhui was shocked. A fairy sword in her hand was still brought out of the infinite realm. At this time, there was a shock in her hand, and a piece of fairy glow came out of the sword. The divine power of her peak of the god was released in the air at this time, and the sword light pointed straight to the opposite.

"The divine sky is the starry sky of the divine cultivation. It's not from any family. It's against the sky. Are you afraid that several gods will return and cut off all your family!"

Her voice was clear, and every sentence was clearly sent to their ears, which shocked the tens of thousands of people.

Emperor Qinglong laughed and said, "Then they have to come back. Stop talking nonsense. This wooden hall will be destroyed today. I'll send you away first!"

After saying this, under the pressure in his hand, a green dragon thorn appeared at the end of the hand, the heavenly soldier artifact, the vast pressure since the green dragon thorn appeared, and stabbed at Mulan Hui roared like thunder.

Mulanhui gritted her teeth and rushed up with her sword. The sword light was like an inextricable glow, piercing the Qinglong Emperor through the heavy wave energy.

The waves and lights intersect, a burst of gold and iron, and the ping-pong is loud, as anxious as rain and thunder. The cultivation of the Qinglong Emperor is slightly higher than that of Mulan Hui, but Mulan Hui drives out the golden light mask to protect her body. This thing from the fairy gate is one level higher than the most precious treasure in the sky of the god. The Qinglong Emperor's green dragon thorn can't be pierced. When you go in, you can only hit the golden mask hard.

But the shock wave is already extremely heavy. The two of them fought in one place, and Mulan Hui struggled to support it.

At this moment, in the sky, the light is like rain. The priests led by the 100,000 Heavenly Emperor rushed down the sky and rushed down to the wooden hall. Among them, in addition to the four emperors of heaven in the realm of divine power, there are many imperial masters and the elder guardians of the emperor of heaven. Their cultivation is not inferior to the wooden hall. They are better than the abundance of people, and they have slaughtered three ancient gods in a row, which has been ignored.

The spirit of killing instantly put a wooden hall of tens of thousands of years in a wave of light, like an isolated island on the sea, engulfed by the huge waves at any time.

Blood flowers began to appear in the sky, and people's eyes became blood red in terrment. It was just a moment. The practitioners of the wooden hall finally understood that the calm divine sky for many years was going to change...

The three elders and one Mu Chongxi, and the four strong men fight against one Yin Wuji, which is still extremely difficult. Each blow can only be resisted by four people. And Yin Wuji patiently used an empty hand to fight against the four people, like an old cat teasing a dying mouse, and there was always a cruel and ruthless sneer on its mouth.

"It's useless, I have to die anyway, hehe..."

As soon as he turned around, he casually released a dark birth, and the violent uneasiness made the whole wooden hall over the sky depress like the end of the world.

Mu Chongxi's heart sank, and he did not retreat but moved forward. He waved the wooden king knife in his hand with all his strength. The three elders were even more swinging, and the old man's face was full of determination.

Mu Chongxi shouted in a low voice, "Lan Hui, you protect the old and young under the door, and exit the world first! 1”

If he can say such a thing, it is equivalent to admitting defeat. This definitely affects the mood of the fighting monks in the battle. But this situation can no longer allow them to think too much. There is no hope of victory. Without this shout, people also know that today is probably a difficult day in the wooden hall...

Helplessness and grief and indignation made the wooden hall people want to bleed in their eyes for a moment.

... The killing has been continuing. The wooden hall collapsed without a single blow, which has exceeded the expectations of the Yin Wuji. You know, even the first hall of the Great God like the Water Pole Palace, was in chaos at the first time. I didn't expect that the most low-looking wooden hall could condense so much combat power. More and more people are dying. Under an almost one-sided situation, they are still fighting hard. On the contrary, the more crazy the Vietnam War is.

In fact, the very important reason is that everyone who dies in the wooden hall is their relatives, a supreme divine hall. Although their cultivation will be lower and they can't indulge and practice ruthlessly, they enjoy more family pleasures. It is also for this reason. When relatives are in danger, these cultivations need to Only with some divine practitioners will their eyes turn red and desperately use their lives to defend what they think is the most valuable.

The more fierce the battle is, the more irresistible it is.

Mulanhui also wants to pull out and take the old and weak of the wooden hall to find a way out, but the gods and the sky are full of knives and shadows. How can they live? From the beginning, people did not want to leave a way to live and escape...

The first thing she thought of was that it was her only son in the world, Liu Xing. It was only a few months for her reunion with her son. Everything was just about to begin. She was also thinking about her son's lifelong event and looking for a double-cultivation couple for him. Now it seems that it is unknown whether she can see him at the end. The pain in his heart was endless. The fairy sword in his hand flew out, and the golden mask on his body flashed, but a sword light fell on it.

Although the golden mask is a top-quality fairy weapon, it also has a limit. It is a constant blow. Every time it is damaged, and it can withstand it until now.

At this moment, the sky shouted sadly, "Chongkun! Be careful!"

Mulanhui's heart tightened. As soon as she turned her head, the White Tiger Emperor and the Xuanwu Emperor, the two heavenly emperors hit Mu Chongkun at the same time. The power of the Mu family, the wooden armor of the whole body broke one after another, and the whole body burst into a blood mist in an instant!

"Second brother..." Mu Lanhui's body shook and almost fainted. The fairy sword in her hand cut to the Qinglong Emperor desperately. Her face became sad and frightening, and she was on the verge of collapse.

Mu Chongxi was even more angry. The wooden king's knife in his hand had risen to the knife light of five miles, and it was chopping in the sky.

"Humph!"

Yin Wuji snorted coldly, and the sinister palm suddenly covered the sky for ten miles.

"Then go with him..." There was no emotional fluctuation in the voice. This palm crushed the peak of the wooden hall first, and Mu Chongxi's wooden king knife suddenly condensed in the air. He roared like thunder and shouted, "Is the sky going to kill my wooden hall--"

The sound rushed out in the four outers.

Rumble...

The wooden hall suddenly shook violently...

A wooden vine, at this moment, turned into an lawless wooden dragon, drooping from people's heads!

That is the star soul of the wooden hall, an ancient wooden mythical beast of tens of thousands of years, the ancient ancestor of a grass. At this time, it was powerful...