Chapter 932 Ancient

"If you want me to die, then six of them will also be buried." The backward Taoist famine seemed to feel a fatal threat. He roared angrily, and with one move in his right hand, six figures appeared in front of him, and these six people were the six emperors of the abys.

The appearance of the six emperors made the ancient look slightly stunned, and the six emperors were first surprised. When they saw the ancient, their expressions were dull, and they could no longer be familiar with the ancient breath. The six emperors all knelt down at the same time, with an extremely excited expression, and the abyss said, "My emperor!!"

"My Emperor!!" The evil way and others spoke respectfully at the same time.

After staring at the Sixth Emperor for a long time, he withdrew his eyes, looked at Daohuang and said, "Are you threatening me? Are you threatening me with the six kings?

Daohuang smiled geng and said, "Xanggu, you are nothing more than that. In the past, you said that you would not take my life, but today you just want to devour me. You are just a villain who doesn't keep his word. If you want to devour me, then the six of them..." Before Daohuang finished speaking, his voice stopped abruptly. He suddenly felt a crisis behind him. He suddenly turned his head, but found that a huge palm had come. Daohuang took a cold breath. He roared, and a colorful huge axe suddenly floated. Now in his hand, his body took a step forward and split the back with the axe in both hands. The power contained in this axe destroyed the world. Unexpectedly, it tore the void under an axe and cut it on the huge hand behind him.

"Rumble!" The earth-shaking sound, and the huge palm of hope was divided into two under this axe. Standing in front of the ancient, his right hand suddenly withdrew, and a colorful blood came out of his right hand. His face twitched a little and said in a low voice, "You six people leave quickly."

The abyss and others woke up and quickly disappeared in place. They understood that they could not bear such a battle at all. Although they were strong, they were not invincible.

When they reached the edge of the colorful space, the six kings stopped. The six people looked at each other, the abyss breathed like a cow, and their voices trembled and said, "Before... was it really my emperor? Didn't I dream? Isn't my emperor dead?"

"It's my emperor, my emperor's breath, it's my emperor's breath." The evil body also trembled violently.

"My emperor is not dead! My emperor is not dead!!" Ming Lei forcibly suppressed his inner excitement and repeated. The six kings stared at the front, and his body was still trembling, as if he still couldn't believe the facts in front of him.

"In ancient times, this is a sacred weapon that I have refined for so many years. Today, I want to see if your world soul war drum is strong, or my seven-line battle axe is stronger." Daohuang held a colorful tomahawk and smiled ferociously. His face showed strong self-confidence, and through the colorful light, he could see that the colorful axe was full of countless evil spirits, and these evil spirits appeared from time to time, which was extremely horrible.

Huang Gu stared at the huge axe in Daohuang's hand and frowned. He said in a low voice, "How many creatures do you use to cast this axe?" Do you know that you are so against the balance of chaos? Since you want to fight, then I will give you this opportunity, and I will let you know that you can never surpass me. Huanggu's voice was like a rolling thunder, and the soul war drum slowly appeared in front of him. His body had reached ten thousand feet at this time, and the war drum was like a giant floating in front of Huanggu. The ancient voice rolled, and his hands suddenly patted the war drum.

"Oh..." A beast-like roar in the depths of chaos sounded from the world soul drum.

"Old buddy, I'm back." Huang Gu stared at a giant beast's head emerging on the world soul war drum, showing a light smile. Suddenly, Huanggu's palms clapped at this world soul war drum.

"Boom..." With the slap of the ancient fists, the soul drum of the world burst into a earth-shaking sound, and the sound wave of the world soul war drum turned into a huge beast head. He opened his bloody mouth and swallowed the Taoist wilderness. The heart of the Taoist wilderness jumped. He held a tomahawk and chopped the head of the beast with an axe, and the powerful axe blade burst out. .

And the patting of the ancient fists became more and more powerful, and the huge beast heads flew out of the world soul war drums one by one. Although these beast heads seemed simple, the breath and the threat of the clip were extremely horrible. Seeing the continuous head of the beast, he nodded his forehead with his right hand. A drop of colorful blood was forcibly pulled out by him and hit on the seven-line tomahawk, and the seven-line tomahawk that absorbed the blood seemed to have intelligence, and the original colorful holy light was gradually covered by the ink red light, as if it was drawn from the blood pool. The axe, the evil spirit, is like countless fierce ghosts screaming.

Daohuang sat down fiercely and closed his eyes. The huge axe was black and shining brightly, and he felt the threat brought by the beast's head transformed by the sound waves of the world soul war drum. The evil spirit emitted by this huge axe turned into a huge ghost face to meet the beast head of the world soul war drum.

For a moment, the competition between the peak strong in the chaos began. Huang Gu's eyes stared at the front calmly, as if he was not anxious, and he was also very rhythmic to hit the world soul war drum, not fast or slow, but it contained a certain rule. However, if you are careful, you must be aware that Huanggu's strength is getting bigger and bigger, and The head of the beast that burst out is also getting more and more horrible.

Sitting in the Taoist wilderness, his eyes were closed tightly, but his face became more and more ugly, and there was a sweat on his forehead. It was really hard to imagine that he would sweat coldly for a strong man. Although the Taoist famine did not launch an active attack, the threat he felt from the ancients made him dare not move, and even he did not dare to be too close to the ancient. The horror of the ancient physical attack is naturally known, and the ancient physical combat skills are even more afraid of the Taoist. In the past, the Taoist dared not move the ancient was afraid of his combat skills, which was enough to attack the same level of strong people to death.

But at this time, the thick and rhythmic slap of Huanggu is like hitting the heart of Daohuang. Such a patting of Huanggu represents the accumulation of strength. If he waits to the end, I'm afraid he will be seriously damaged. But even if he knows that Daohuang is powerless, his fear of Huanggu has gone deep into the bone marrow. In the middle, he is afraid of the strength of the ancient, and he is the shackles of fate separated by the ancient soul.

"Only in this way, if I don't interrupt, I will definitely not be able to escape being swallowed up by him." Daohuang thought in his heart and felt that the strength of Huanggu's beating of the soul war drum in the world was getting greater and greater. Daohuang gritted his teeth and roared. He suddenly stood up, and his body expanded rapidly. In a few breaths, he reached ten thousand feet. He held the seven lines of tomahawk in front of him and roared: "This is the condens of countless souls I collected. Huanggu, how dare you? Next?"