194 Zhuzi beads

194 Zhuzi beads

Bang!

King Ghost Yecha has a strong talent magic power, which is no less than the blue-faced tusks of any ninth-level soul skill, and firmly bombarded on the back of the chaotic emperor.

Puff!

The chaotic emperor sprayed a mouthful of blood, fell dozens of meters away, fell to the ground heavily, and couldn't get up for half a sound. No matter how deep his cultivation is, it is impossible to resist the joint attack of the nine night fork kings. This blow made the body that had been severely damaged even worse and completely lost the strength to fight again!

"Hahaha... Where's Mo Jian? Why don't you get out?" Xuanyuan smiled gritted his teeth and shouted, "I'd like to see how long you can hide!"

The lion and tiger unicorn opened the channel and let Mo Jian climb the tree of chaos, which no one else could see. As for what happened after Mo Jian climbed the tree of chaos, the guardian mythical beast still doesn't know anything, let't mention others? Otherwise, Xuanyuan would have gone crazy a long time ago. He hated Mo Jian so much that he not only had to smash the bastards into ten thousand pieces, but also the three heavenly treasures, one of which could not be missing.

The balance in Ye Lan's heart gradually tilted with the heavy damage of the Chaos Emperor. She is an unusual woman, not evil, and not kind. Compassion is often the biggest enemy on the road to cultivation, which is a joke for practitioners! At first, he favored Mo Jian, most of which came from the words of the innate emperor. The time and space vortex is an obvious dividing line in her life. Before that, Ye Lanxin was simple and kind. However, with the advent of the White Emperor's Taoism, the identity of the White Emperor's daughter changed her mind almost instantly.

A powerful Taoist system often contains the willpower of its original owner. Naturally, there are also Baidi Daotong. It can't change Mo Jian. First, Mo Jian is determined, and second, he is the lord of creation. But it can change Ye Lan's heart. The desire to become a strong, the arrogance brought by her unusual identity, no one can beat her own conceit, and even a little vicious, cruel, resolute and indifferent, which did not belong to her, also came.

"The Xuanyuan is the son of the plane first. I am the daughter of the White Emperor, and the two sides do not interfere with each other. Why don't I tell him the whereabouts of Mo Jian, so that he can escape with Yan Muzong. He must not die here because of Mo Jian. Ye Lan was hesitant.

She is already the lord of the sect. Naturally, she should consider one or two things for the sect, and the foundation left by her ancestors is indestructible. The prestige of the Congendant Emperor did not decrease because he flew away, but became stronger and stronger.

When Ye Lan was about to reveal Mo Jian's whereabouts and chose to protect herself, she suddenly saw a loud noise in the distance. The tree of chaos shrank quickly and disappeared.

"Tree of Chaos..." Xuanyuan's face changed and he soon understood what had happened. His face twisted and roared angrily, "Mo Jian! Mo Jian! Kill me! Kill them all..."

The lion tiger unicorn shouted happily, "The tree of chaos has disappeared, and Mo Jian has got the heart of chaos!"

All the people who were on the verge of death were refreshed. At this time, the powerful Tianbao has undoubtedly become the last straw for life.

Ye Lanxin swallowed the words at her mouth.

"Get out of here..."

The next moment, a young man in a gray robe roared angrily in the air, and a cyan arrow shot out of the long bow in his hand. It was really like the arrival of a god. The terrible power swept the ten-foot radius, the space was twisted and torn, and the airflow turned over. A female night fork retreated in a hurry, and even the nine night fork kings did not dare to face its sharpness and chose to temporarily avoid it.

This is a powerful blow to the three treasures of Heart of Chaos, Eye of Chaos and Tree of Chaos!

Even Mo Jian directly did not expect that this blow would be so powerful. Although he has not yet cultivated himself as a soul emperor, relying on the power of the Qing Emperor to mendify the sky bow, it is easy to deal with the ordinary soul emperor.

In the chaos, Ye Lan clearly felt that Mo Jian's indifferent eyes flashed away on her body. My heart tightened all the time. She knew that Mo Jian saw that she had preserved her strength. Naturally, the ninth-order array master with Mo Naye's knowledge is not only self-preservation.

Seeing the terrible power of Mo Jian's arrow, Xuanyuan's face changed greatly, trembled angrily, and his face was ferocious. After a while, this bastard's cultivation has improved so much that he still has the ability to eat him. Now he doesn't have it at all. When he thinks of this, he is even more angry and roared crazily: "Mo Jian! Go to hell! All Yecha obeyed the order, killed Mo Jian at all costs, and smashed this bastard into ten thousand pieces for me..."

Boom!

It was not the fierce attack of Yecha that responded to him, but a cold and powerful cold arrow. The cyan light flow is like a long gun for judging life and death, which is the trial gun of the Qing Emperor's ten strategies.

Mo Jian naturally knows that once the nine night fork kings attack him, he will be doomed. Xuanyuan must be killed before he directs them to launch an attack.

Xuanyuan roared first and pushed his hands violently. A dark whirlpool suddenly appeared, spinning rapidly. The green arrows sank into the whirlpool, and the two huge forces collided, making a crackling sound like a fire burning dead wood.

Between short soldiers, the changing green arrows of the chaotic tree shot out again, and the black whirlpool was blown away by the strong wind like smoke. Xuanyuan spit out a mouthful of blood, flew more than ten meters back to set his body, gritted his teeth, and roared ferociously: "Nine Yesha King, protect me! The other night forks, kill me, don't let go of any of them!"

The nine night fork king roared like a beast, and his body as high as ten meters flew over, blocked in front of Xuanyuan first, and instantly surrounded him tightly.

Wh! Wheops! sou......

Mo Jian showed no mercy. The Ten Strategies of the Qing Emperor and the Ten Strategies of the White Emperor crossed out at will, and forced Xuanyuan to take a few steps back. Ten green arrows are extremely spiritual. After shooting, they fall into the distance. They only move and return immediately.

Nine night fork races, more than a thousand female night forks, with nearly 10,000 male night forks, roaring like a bison on the grassland, roaring and rushing over!

For a moment, the earthquake trembled, the dust flew, and the majestic and sharp soul attack roared down like a strong wind and rain!

"Get out of here..."

Mo Jian roared angrily and turned to roar, "Go!"

Arrange the array quickly and do your best to make the Yasha clan rush over as fast as possible.

However, the nine Yecha king protected Xuanyuan first and bombarded the array he had just arranged. It is undeniable that Mo Jian's achievements in the formation are inferior to Ye Lan's heart. For the Yecha King, the arbitrary attack completely ignores the distance between the two sides.

The Qing Emperor's bow in his hand was shot out, and the Qing Emperor's ten strategies and the White Emperor's ten strategies were mixed. From the gun of justice to the end of the Dharma era, the arrows were allowed to explode the most appropriate attack at will. The moves seemed to have disappeared, leaving only the most accurate power, and inadvertently entered an incomparable state.

The female Yecha, who rushed over, died only within ten breaths and died under his arrows.

"Little bastard! Kill him quickly! Don't leave any of them! Today, I want the chaotic area of the blood sacrifice plane!"

Seeing this fierce scene, Xuanyuan first trembled slightly, and the hatred and jealousy of Mo Jian's heart became deeper and deeper, and hurriedly issued an order.

Ccreams sounded everywhere.

The torrent-like Yecha Taotao was bombarded in, and at least hundreds of female Yasha were surrounded by Mo Jian. The ferocity of the night fork is undoubtedly obvious at this moment! Seeing that the female Yasha and Gong Yasha on the periphery could not be slaughtered, they screamed and killed the rest of the human beings.

The people of the variant and the plane college were soon surrounded by the Yecha.

The total number of human practitioners is only 200. The strongest chaotic emperor not only loses his fighting power, but also protects several soul emperors in the plane academy. The massacre of the Yasha clan simply shows a one-sided trend. Every moment, human practitioners were torn into pieces by the night fork, and even swallowed raw, flesh and blood flew across.

Ye Lan tried her best to arrange a large array, while the lion and tiger unicorn took the practitioners to narrow the scope of activities as much as possible. When the human practitioners lost nearly half of it, the array gradually completed, finally giving everyone a chance to breathe.

Unfortunately, several tutors of the plane college, including Master Zhu Zi, who taught Mo Jian's runes, did not have time to enter the array.

"Oh... there are still a few people here who ate him! "Do them to death!"

A body surface flashed blue, with a fist-sized thing on its forehead, bright, like a sarcoma, but like a pearl dream fork, roaring and killing Zhu Zi with dozens of night forks.

Master Zhuzi, who was trying his best to escape for his life, stopped and stared at the female Yasha in human eyes. He was a little confused. He heard himself say to himself, "Bead, bead, are you going to kill me..."

The female Yecha unconsciously, her big mouth full of yellow teeth, gave a strange smile, grabbed Master Zhu Zi's arm, gently pulled it, pulled off an arm, stuffed it into her mouth, and clicked to eat, as if enjoying a grand dinner.

click!

swallowed it fiercely again, and the mother Yasha ate Master Zhuzi's leg again.

Master Zhu Zi screamed and rolled out a carving knife and a wood carving from the sleeve, falling to the ground, sticking to his blood.

Shengsheng tore Zhu Zi in half. He is a strong man at the level of soul saint, and the plane college is also a high-ranking tutor. Not only did he die tragically under the hands of this mother Yecha, but also his body could not be preserved.

Mother Yecha smiled strangely again, swallowed Master Zhu Zi's body, and tore off a piece and gave it to his companions behind him. Then, it was slightly stunned, with scarlet eyes, staring at the wood carving and carving knife on the ground, and a trace of thought gradually appeared in its eyes, followed by enlightenment, then nostalgia, and finally deep pain.

"Zhu Zi..." There was a sad scream in the mouth of the mother Yecha beads.

If someone pays attention, they will definitely find that Master Zhu Zi has never left his hands for many years, often carving wood carvings. The appearance, especially the forehead, the bead-like bulge, is seven or eight points similar to the female night fork in front of him!

PS: Thank you for the monthly ticket of Dragon City Dog King. I will make up for the chapters I owed before one chapter a day until I finish it. Recently, it has been updated twice a day. Of course, if time permits, the update of the two chapters will continue. But I can't guarantee that there will be a lot of things at the end of the year.