Chapter 823 The Myth of Invincibility

The ancestor king of Haoyang fell down, and the scene was silent. Everyone was frightened. His eyebrows were pierced by the sound of a piano and fell into a pool of blood, motionless.

Such a powerful sage king, in the ancient years, there were few enemies in the world, but he passed away like this, which was undoubtedly shocking to the ancient ministries.

A murderous sound passed through the brain, like a heavenly sword coming out of its sheath, a flash of Shenhua, through the forehead bone, without any suspense, frightening the heavens and the earth!

The two saints, Blood and Electric and Taiming, took a few steps back and their eyes froze. This was a figure on an equal footing with them, and they died like this.

And the other ancient kings are cold. How sharp such lethality is. There will never be any difficulty in killing them. They are bottomless. Do they really need to superimpose their lives to kill their opponents?

A mouthful of blood from the god king stained his white clothes, but he was still very calm, sitting in the void, shrouded in pieces of rain of flowers, alone to the kings.

He said that he wanted to kill the saint king, and he really did it. How can such a deterrent not make people afraid?

A guqin lies horizontally in front of it, flowing with brilliance, and the seven strings are undulating, like seven transparent dragons leaping, singing out the divine law of heaven and earth.

In the crystal rain of flowers, his heart was quiet and ethereal, and his whole body seemed to have forgotten everything in the outside world and immersed himself in a wonderful Taoist realm.

"The song of God is so terrible even if it is missing. There is a great power of a god!"

The blood and electric queen's voice was cold, and she clenched the dragon gun in her hand and pointed to the front. There were lines flowing, and the gods were dense. They sealed them into a cage and turned into a small world.

"He is wasting his life. If he wants to hurt people, he will pay the same price. You don't need to be afraid." The ancient king of the underworld said in a low voice, he was like a god who rushed out of the underworld.

With a shadowy figure, more than a dozen ancient kings moved forward and surrounded the god king in white again, but everyone was extremely cautious and afraid of being killed by one blow.

"Kill him together. He consumes his own life and can't last long." A rather radical ancestor roared and took the lead in launching an attack.

He opened his mouth and hung the Tianhe River, which was the hair of an ancient mirror he spit out. The saint's law was sacrificed and sank into the small world in front of him.

"Ding"

A note jumped, and a murderous sound burst out, cutting off the silver law, going against its trajectory, and rushing to the ancestor king.

"Puff"

A blood flower bloomed. Although the ancestor king dodged in time, his shoulder was still splashed with blood and penetrated in an instant. A black hole came out and devoured the blood.

"Kill!"

Other people also took action to help the ancestor king, attack and kill Jiang Taixu, and enter the pure land together, intertwined into a big net.

"The holy way refines the net, wear it out together, and smash its body!"

An ancestor drank gently and took the lead in spitting out a mouthful of innate essence. Others did the same, sealing the pure land, weaving the net together, and extinguishing Jiang Taixu.

They don't want to take risks. They want to kill the god king in the safest way and refine him by sacrificing the saint.

The light rushed up one after another, and they burned all over. Everyone shot out a horse and lost into the small world and turned into a fire.

In the Pure Land, the God King is very quiet. He plucked the strings with both hands, and the song of the God flows out. First, it tinkling and sings, and then it gradually rises high, shaking and cutting through the sky.

"Boo"

A divine flower rushed up and broke through this network. Like a divine sword breaking through the sky, it was directly cut out, and more than a dozen ancient kings were shocked to change color.

"Don't worry, he paid the same price. We can consume him alive!" One man shouted, because he saw a wisp of blood overflowing from the corners of the King of God's mouth.

In the center of the Pure Land, a blood stain dripped and fell on the snow coat of the God King, like a bloody plum blossom, which was shocked.

Many monks of the human race are sad. It is by no means the way to go on like this. The king in white will end up with hatred.

"Kill!"

More than a dozen ancient kings roared, and the innate essence they spit out became stronger, turning into a sea of gods, drowning the front, and not giving the god king any chance.

"Zhang Zheng Zheng..."

In the Pure Land, the King of God's hands plucked quickly, and the strings were like an iron sword, making a sonorous sound. The sound of killing was deafening, which was very different from before.

Purgatory, which was transformed from the source of the saint's innate essence, was chopped one sword after another, and finally a crack appeared, and then a piece of ping-pong collapsed.

"The power of power"

The divine sound is like a knife, cutting into everyone's heart, making a cold metal trill.

"Ah..." An ancestor shouted, and he was the first to bear the brunt. He was crushed half of his body under a visible ripple and flew out. The Yuanshen was destroyed and died on the spot.

"What, you can also kill people in this way!" Others were shocked.

The God King's mouth was bleeding, and he paid a considerable price. Through this cage, he naturally would not stop. He plucked the strings hard, and he could clearly see a ripple rising again.

"Puff"

In front of him, another ancestor king shouted, and his blood splashed everywhere. He was instantly killed by the divine Quyin, and the gods were all destroyed.

"Kill, he can't last long." The rest shouted..

All kinds of gods flew out and rushed in the direction of the ripple.

At the same time, the Blood and Electric Queen, who had been watching coldly, finally took action, and a red sky soared into the sky. She rotated the dragon gun in her hand, and then stabbed forward.

The red dragon gun was burning like blood, and the boundless divine flame burned down the void, flowing out infinite lines, turning into an extermination gun, smashing the vacuum, and reaching the king of the gods.

This shot is too fast, like a blood and lightning, drawing a black void rift, exerting the speed to the extreme!

"Zhe"

A string in the guqin jumped up and turned into a transparent dragon, wrapped around the tip of the peerless blood-colored gun, making bursts of sound and dragon chanting.

"Oh, the moment the dragon gun was entangled, a piece of blood it swallowed pierced the god king's shoulder. The bright red blood bloomed, and the brilliance was gorgeous. The dragon gun disappeared like a python, and the success of the blow retreated.

"Ding"

The string briefly wrapped around the dragon gun. After all, it made a soft sound, and made a sound through the magic gun as crystal as red agate.

"Puff"

In the distance, the blood and electric queen's body was shaken, and there were several terrible cracks in her whole arm. When she opened her mouth, she spewed out a mouthful of blood and took a few big steps.

"The divine king's body is worth the reputation of the saint!" She wiped the blood stains on the corners of her mouth, and the overflowing murderous atmosphere became stronger.

It was quiet in all directions, and even those ancient kings were a little hairy. The strength of the Blood and Electric Queen was so powerful that such a fatal attack hurt himself.

"Kill him, don't give him a chance, don't let him escape from that cage, his life is unsustainable!" The ancient king of the underworld said in a low voice.

The war started again. These ancient kings all came forward and launched the strongest attack, attacking the pure land, and the divine light swayed.

"Ah...

An ancestor shouted and was cut by a string that rushed out of the pure land. Under the light sound of the divine sound, it became a light rain, turned into the principles of heaven and earth, and disappeared.

Another ancient king was killed, and the god king in white shook himself, his face was much paler, and there was another wisp of blood on the snow coat.

"What should I do?" Ye Fan almost couldn't help it. He wanted to show his cards, kill the generals, and help the God King. In any case, he will not let the tragedy happen for the second time, and he must not let the king of God die.

"Nine secluded places, underworld ups and downs, reincarnation!"

Suddenly, the ancient king of the underworld shouted in a low voice, and in an instant, he performed a forbidden skill. A desolate underworld emerged, suppressed it, and the god king was to be collected.

"You have finally practiced it." The Blood Queen was surprised, and then quickly helped, and the others also sacrificed their gods.

A underworld, dark and lightless, surrounded by black fog, no grass, a yellow spring rushing to the unknown distance.

"How can it be practiced? It's just the appearance of the underworld. You help me, take him in, and I'll kill him!" The ancient king of the underworld.

"Concubine, more than a dozen people took action together, and finally took in the god king in white with the underworld. Everyone suppressed it together and wanted to close this strange black prison.

"The power of power"

In front of the God King, the guqin was brilliant. His hands moved, and his mind seemed to be immersed in it, branding his spirit, and made a shocking roar at this moment!

This is not like the sound of the piano, but like the beginning of the sky, the sound of the beginning of the world, the chaotic light shining, deafening "Ah..."

Screams came out, and the two ancient kings were killed, smashed to pieces, collapsed on the roof, and even the void became scarlet.

The underworld failed to close. The god king in white sat in the void. It was crystal clear within ten feet, and the flowers fell. He looked calm, and the sound of the piano returned to its original rhythm.

A small pure land, stuck in the underworld, can't get in and out, deadlocked there.

"The white god king of the human race is so terrible!" All the ancient races were afraid.

"It's very troublesome that even the saint king can't suppress him." Yuan Gu frowned.

The emperor sneered and said, "There are so many masters of all races. In those years, even peerless figures like Princess Silkworm were nailed to death with a spear. It's really enough to jump out to flatten the world."

"The Reincarnation of the Underworld!"

The king of the underworld roared and used all his strength. At the critical moment, he would die for the rest of his life. Others also helped him. All of them worked hard, and all kinds of glory flooded Yaochi.

I'm afraid the breath is vast, and nine days and ten places are going to be beaten to pieces.

In the ten-foot pure land, the God King's right hand is broken, wiped, picked, hooked, picked, and picked. The left hand is you, Zhuo, and bumped. It is flexible and natural, sacred and detached, and the whole person is filled with light.

The divine sound is like water, peaceful and peaceful. The sound wave is not very high, but it sings thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, washing people's souls. This is the real song of God!

At this time, the god king in white is extraordinary and refined, as if he does not belong to the whole world. He sits in front of the empty fairy piano, brushing his hands, and the world is peaceful.

"Ah..."

Finally, with a shout, the head of the king of the underworld rolled down and was cut off by a clear sound, and then exploded, and the blood was all over the air.

"What, the emperor of the underworld is also dead. How can it be like this? What kind of power does that man have?" Everyone was shocked.

In the Pure Land, the falling flowers are flying, like the tears of the gods, falling, shining, floating beside the king of the god in white and falling in front of the guqin.

At this time, the blood kept overflowing from his mouth, and he couldn't swallow it back. The falling crystal petals were stained with blood, and he also paid a considerable price.

However, he is still an invincible myth. Even if he is seriously injured, he is deeply in awe.