Great Emperor Myriad

Boom!

The blazing divine light exploded above the sky, and the vast avenue laws rose up like a boiling ocean. The huge waves rose up in the sky, the momentum was extremely terrifying.

The four figures flew out directly, one by one full of blood and energy, and their eyes were full of incredible expressions.

In the dazzling divine light in the center, it is like a big sun rising up in the sky, standing high in the sky, with a misty breath, black hair flying, and an unparalleled edge in the eyes!

Behind him are twelve brilliant rings of gods floating out, like twelve small worlds, intertwined with each other at once, spraying thin rays of light, mysterious and unpredictable, giving Ling Xiao a wave of inviolability.

"How could he... be so strong?"

The Witch Spirit King wiped a handful of blood from the corner of his mouth, his arms couldn't help but tremble, his body was full of blood, and his body almost cracked.

His peerless body of ancestor witch was so vulnerable in front of Ling Xiao!

The emperor, the immortal emperor, the witch spirit king, and the corpse emperor joined forces against the enemy Ling Xiao, and now there is a faint tendency to be completely suppressed by Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao's attack was like a violent storm, and its power was endless. Even if he faced their four great arrogances at the same time, he would not let the wind fall at all.

"His body... that is the breath of the twelve-day art secret technique, he actually got the twelve-day art secret technique?!"

There was an incredible expression in the eyes of Emperor Tian Corpse.

"The wordless heavenly book is indeed on him!"

The eyes of the undead emperor also showed a hot and jealous look.

Ling Xiao's strength far exceeded the imagination of the four of them. This battle was extremely fierce and difficult. The four great arrogances all broke out with peerless combat power, but they still couldn't defeat Ling Xiao.

With this blow, the ring of the twelve gods behind Ling Xiao was like twelve small worlds, bursting out endless red clouds, containing the power to swallow everything, almost swallowing all four of them, completely turning into nothingness.

"Ling Xiao, damn you!"

The emperor stared at Ling Xiao, making no secret of the fierce killing intent in his eyes.

The stronger Ling Xiao is, the more he wants to completely kill Ling Xiao. If he can obtain the wordless book on Ling Xiao, he will consume Zhao Ritian’s taboo soul by then, carrying the power of the son of heaven, with his accumulation of countless years , Must be able to reach the pinnacle of the holy path very quickly, hopefully glimpse the godless state.

"If you want the wordless book on my body, it depends on whether you have this fate!"

Ling Xiao's eyes were extremely indifferent, and the blazing divine light all over his body rose, and he swept across the sky to suppress the four emperors.

The wordless book of heaven shines brightly in the sea of ​​knowledge of Lingxiao, and the mystery of the twelve-day art secret technique flows in his sea of ​​knowledge, making his punch almost contain the strongest rhyme of the twelve-day art. Unbeatable!

"Kill! It's not him who died today, or we live! Don't keep your hands on everyone, kill him!"

The Emperor Immortal roared angrily and rushed towards Ling Xiao first.

Boom!

The light of blood all over his body rose up, the vast and majestic life aura erupted, and the ancient rune in his palm rose up, instantly turned into a peerless sword light, and slashed down toward the sky.

The sword's intent is mighty, and contains the endless artistic conception, as if in order to use this sword, the immortal emperor burned his own life, and the whole person exploded directly in the void, turning into a mist of blood, attached to the sword Above the light, the sword light turned blood.

The bloody light of the knife seemed to break through this chaos, containing the power to make everyone's scalp numb!

"This is... the forbidden move of the Immortal Heavenly Sword?! Ling Xiao, you also punch me!"

The Witch Spirit King shook his whole body and recognized the move of the Immortal Emperor to transform into a sword. In an instant, the terrifying blood boiled all over his body, as if the power from the ancient prehistoric period had awakened!

Click!

An ancient pattern appeared on the whole body of the Witch Spirit King, intertwined into a mysterious totem. It was an ancient figure, as if coming from the chaos.

He blasted towards Ling Xiao with a punch, and the mysterious totem on his body bloomed with light, and gathered into a vast and mysterious power, integrated into this punch.

Wuzu's Fist!

This punch contains the civilization and luck of the Wu clan, and the inheritance of the Wu ancestors, as if to penetrate the long river of years and penetrate the nine heavens and ten places!

This is the ultimate power, and it is also a life and death battle!

Ling Xiao's eyes also became a little dignified. He could feel the power of the Immortal Emperor and the Witch Spirit King against the sky. Under this blow, if Ling Xiao were not dead, they would not have the power to fight again.

This is an unreserved blow!

"If you want to fight, then fight!"

In Ling Xiao's eyes, the fighting spirit rose, and the fierce edge was like a sword field. He urged the power of the wordless heavenly book to the extreme, and at the same time, the power of the twelve days of kung fu, and finally turned into a terrifying fist mark, Hengkong fall!

Boom!

The chaotic light in the sky exploded, like a turbulent wave in the boundless sea, and the terrifying fist marks of Ling Xiao directly collided with the Immortal Heavenly Sword.

The blood was blazing to the extreme, and the Immortal Heavenly Sword trembled violently, breaking with heavy fists, leaving a deep blood mark on the back of Ling Xiao's hand.

But Ling Xiao's punch was still too strong, and eventually the blood-colored Immortal Heavenly Sword was wiped out, and the blood in the void disappeared without a trace!

At the same time, Ling Xiao's punch has not diminished, and it collided with the Wu Ling King's Wu Ancestor Fist!

It's like the collision of ancient and modern time and space, it's the balance between the power of individual and the power of civilization. That kind of fluctuation seems to be able to obliterate everything. With Lingxiao and the Witch Spirit King as the center, a vast vacuum is formed in an instant.

boom!

There was a muffled noise in the void, Ling Xiao and Wu Ling King both retreated at the same time!

puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted out of King Wu Ling's mouth, his arms exploded suddenly, and the whole person trembled violently, and fell directly from the sky.

Although he exploded with the strongest power of Wuzu's Fist, he still couldn't bear such a terrifying power, his arms exploded directly, and the whole body's power was emptied, and there was no more power to fight!

"What a powerful fist!"

A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth, and there was an extremely shaking expression in his eyes.

The witch race is indeed the race that is best at refining!

But at this moment, the Emperor Tian Corpse moved!

He seemed to be accumulating power in the dark, and there was a black evil spirit all over his body. The fangs in his mouth and the wings behind him all turned into the color of red gold, exuding a power to destroy everything.

Whoo!

He was like a golden lightning, the speed was so fast that the wings behind him turned into golden blades, which suddenly slashed towards Ling Xiao's neck!

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