Emperor’s Domination

Seeing this scene, some of the ancestors outside the campus were forced to shake their heads, some lament: “These are good seedlings, unfortunately. ”

In the view of many, this time Guo Jiahui, they will surely die. Although Li Qinight was the ancestor of the mountain protection sect, at this time he was under the repression of the master of the Flame Flag Altar, it was simply impossible to save Guo Jiahui, even he himself could not protect them.

“It is not wise for one person to shake the Holy Land of the Middle East and make enemies of the Holy Land of the Middle East, but to seek his own way of death and drag his own Sect into the abyss of the Unstoppable.” There are also some strong people who think Li Qi Night is unwise.

In their view, Li Qinight's master ancestor of the mountain protection sect, where can he go strong, is limited in strength, and may even be worse than the master of the Flame Flag Holy Altar.

Just when everyone thought that Guo Jiahui would surely die, he saw Li Qi Night just a finger at hand, heard a “chirp” sound, and all the strong people of the Flag Altar were killed by the town.

In this “hush” voice, only this platoon of men was instantly shaken into blood fog, and their long knife and sword were smashed between them and turned into gold powder.

These dozens of fiery flag altar strongmen have yet to understand what happened. They just went out of smoke. They didn't even feel before they died. They were instantly killed into blood mist. Death came so fast that it could be said that they couldn't prevent it. They didn't have any psychological preparation.

When I heard the "bang” sound, when Li Qi Night was a little bit at hand, and the flag of the master of Flame Flag Altar had been heavily split on Li Qi Night, this “bang” loud noise, did not imagine splitting Li Qi Night in half, or smashing Li Qi Night into blood rain or something.

Li Qi sat on a wheelchair at night and did not move. Instead, the master of Flame Flag Altar was shocked by his own power to "knock, knock, knock” several steps backwards.

“This ——” Seeing this scene, everyone outside the campus was forced to take a breath of air, and for a moment his mouth was wide open, unable to return to God.

Flag altar master that is not weak, as the five heavens of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of the Flame of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of God of His strength of His strength of His strength,

However, the flag of the master of the Flame Flag Altar split heavily on Li Qi Night, but not as much flesh and blood as everyone imagined. Li Qi Night's hard fabric was split by the flag. It was terrible that he was not damaged at all. Sitting there like a statue, let alone injured, not even a single hair was damaged.

“How is this possible?” Seeing Li Qi Night was struck by a flag without a scratch, as if his body were the hardest thing in the world, which made everyone incredible and looked a little dazed.

“Impossible -” The master of the Flame Flag Altar, who was shocked and knocked back several steps, returned to God and shouted, subconsciously looking at the flag in his hand, he thought it was his flag that was wrong.

However, his flag is still swallowed by Bao Guang. He did just hit Li Qi Night, and there will be absolutely no mistake.

However, being struck so heavily by his flag, Li Qi sat there at night without any damage, which suddenly shook his heart and took a breath of air.

Is it not clear to the master of the Flag Altar about his own blow? His blow can be said to have broken the river in the mountains. Once he chopped it, even if he climbed the god of naiveté, few dared to fight each other with flesh, let alone damage it at all. You know, this flag in his hand is also a treasure and powerful.

But what a terrible thing it is to strike Li Qi Night with such a heavy blow, but Li Qi Night doesn't hurt at all.

“You, who are you?” At this time, the Flag Altar master creeped and couldn't help but take a few steps backwards. No, at this time, his face changed dramatically, and during this moment, he realized that he had met an enemy more powerful than himself.

“First murderer.” Li Qi said lightly at night, not even a peek in the eyelid, not to mention a closer look at him.

“Go -” At this time, the master of the Flag Altar knew that the big thing was not good, and suddenly realized that he was not the opponent of Li Qinight on his own. Busy was a big drink to Zhou Ziqing.

At the same time, the master of the Flameflag Altar turned his back and fled, because he knew that if he did not flee at this time, his life would be in danger.

“Now that you're here, stay.” Li Qi smiled lightly at night, reaching out his big hand and grabbing it at the master of the Flame Flag Altar.

As for Zhou Zhiqing, her power was even lower. When Li Qinight's hands fell, she was repressed there and couldn't move.

“Kai--" saw Li Qinight's big hand captured, the master of the Flame Nation's altar creeped, shouted, the treasure flag in his hand danced wildly, instantly flying the flag, such as the thousands of army horses, like the Kun Dance, the millions of domains crushed.

“Bang -” sounded, even if the master of the Flag Altar went to his full strength, the whole person was like a fiery god, but under the hands of Li Qi Night, nothing was helped. All he heard was a "bang” sound, his flag instantly crumbled, and all of a sudden he was crushed into countless pieces.

Then the sound of the “clattering” bone broke. He wanted to abandon Zhou Zhiqing and fled the Flame Flag altar master. He was suddenly caught by Li Qinight's scouting hand.

A scream of “ah-” was caught by the big hand. It was useless for the master of the Flag Altar to struggle desperately. Even if he did all sorts of things, it would not help him. He saw the big hand pull together and heard the sound of the bone crunch. The master of the Flag Altar could not help but scream.

Between blinks, the escaped flag altar master was caught in front of Li Qi Night, who was once considered powerful. At this time, in Li Qi Night's hands, he was like a chicken. With a little pressure, Li Qi Night's big hand could pinch him all at once.

“This, this master, is too powerful, it could be the immortal god!” Seeing such a scene, all the strong people outside the campus had a shock in their hearts. Even the Archbishop's ancestors, when they saw Li Qi Night grabbing the Flame Flag altar master at random, like grabbing a chicken, they couldn't help but feel a cold in their hearts.

The Flame Flag Altar Master is a five-heavenly god of naivety. Li can easily grab him by seven nights. Such strength is too powerful. Such strength is afraid of immortal gods.

“Years later, Mountain Protection finally came up with a figure who is considered a strong man, and Mountain Protection has not shown immortality for many years.” The mighty ancestors nodded and said.

For a general monk, the true god is the strong, and for a powerful monk, the innate god is the strong, and in the eyes of the innate god, only the immortal true god is the strong.

As for those who cannot be immortal in the eyes of the Immortal God, they are all ants, of course, immortal in their eyes and the beings they yearn for.

“To be human, you have to be bold, you have to be able to gamble, you have to be able to lose.” Li Qinight bluntly said: “An archdeacon can't even lose a duel, embarrassing and losing the prestige of the immortal monastic system. ”

“You, what do you want?” Being grabbed by Li Qi Night at will, he couldn't move. When the master of the Flagflag Altar felt his life was grabbed by Li Qi Night, he was like a weak little chicken. Li Qi Night's big hand could pinch him to death with a little force.

It can be said that when one's life is held in one's hands, this fear is so real that the master of the Flag Altar is also daunted.

Nor can it be shameful to laugh at the cowardice of the Flame Flag altar master, for fear that anyone whose own life is pinched in the palm of his hand will be frightened.

“What do you want?” Li Qi smiled lightly at night and said: “Of course it's your life. ”

“You, don't mess around.” The master of the Flame Flag Altar shouted, "Even if you are stronger than me, but there are more people in our Central Holy Land than me like cow hair. If you kill me, the world will have no place for you, and will be hunted down by all the ancestors of our Central Holy Land. By then, even your mountain protection will be extinguished...”

“Pfft -” sounded, before the main speech of the Flag Altar was finished, Li Qi Night's five fingers closed, suddenly pinched the Flag Altar Master into a blood mist, only to see the blood fog swept between his fingers, and finally the wind scattered.

“I'll wait.” Li Qi smiled lightly at night and said: “There are so many people, it's only when you kill them that you feel them. It's only when the sky rains blood that you look beautiful. ”

The words were light and cloudy, and even so poetic, but when many people heard them, they had to strike a chill, and in the meantime they felt like they smelled blood.

“Kill her.” Li Qinight gently bounced his finger and heard a "bang”. Zhou Ziqing and the whole person bounced off and fell into Guo Jiahui's midst.

At this time, Zhou Ziqing had already been held by Li Jiankun and his weapons around his neck before he could get up in time.

“You, you can't kill me.” The long knife between his neck was cold, Zhou Ziqing couldn't help but strike a chilling, creepy, shouting: “I am the future concubine of the ancient country of gossip, you, you killed me, is the enemy of the Holy Land of the Middle World, the ancient country of gossip...”

“Miss Zhou, offended, willing to lose the bet.” Li Jiankun sipped a sip, a sword fell and instantly blood splattered.

When Zhou Zhiqing's head rolled down on the ground, her eyes were still wide open. She had not yet enjoyed the glory and riches. She had not married to the ancient country of gossip to become a princess, but had lost her life.

For a moment, the whole scene became silent, and today's scene was too reversed.

At first, everyone thought that Zhou Ziqing won the ticket, but did not expect her to lose to the disciple of Mountain Protection. Finally, the master of the Flame Flag Altar not only failed to save her, but put his life into it.