Storm of Kings

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"Yang Erlang?"

Bai Duai looked at Bai Xiaoqing, who was unconscious, and smiled coldly: "You are so lucky! I'm almost unable to hold on anymore. Since the promotion failed and I am in this situation, there is only one way to go..."

For a moment, the terrifying demon king, who was walking heavy and striding towards the hall, was taken aback.

"Kacha..." Unpredictable, unexplorable, unspeakable magic power is boiling over, Bai Duai is like an incinerator that suddenly exploded, raising a layer of smoke that cannot be avoided.

"Cough cough cough..." Bai Xiaoqing woke up. He didn't have a coma for long. Queshan Ying's hand quickly pulled him back, only to see a black storm surging outside the hall, and the filthy power between the sky and the earth converged instantly.

As a result, Shentang regained its half-devil energy and showed three circles of black magic light.

"Boom..." With the feet of the Fright Demon King as the center, the surroundings were twisted, trembling, or torn, Bai Duai's condensed offensive at the expense of life calmed down, only making the eyes of the Demon King dim three times. In addition, there is no other impact.

"Huh, the mere tribes dare to wreak havoc in front of this king? How can a monk who can't even survive the catastrophe can stop this king's footsteps?" The huge horns cut through the darkness, and the Yang Erlang carried three sharp two blades. The knife stepped into the realm of the hall.

Three circles of black halo immediately attacked, and the ear-piercing buzzing sound erupted, like three circular swords slashing in the middle.

"Break it for me..." The three-pointed two-edged sword turned into a thunderbolt and clashed with the black halo. It trembled and chased the time within a thirty-sixth of a second. Suddenly, the shady fell to the ground, and Yang Jiro smiled sternly. Stepping up the stairs of Shentang without looking behind him.

he came!

The big demon and the two demon kings sacrificed before were all to obtain this shrine.

Now that he was standing on the stairs of the hall, he could clearly feel that his feet were shaking.

This divine hall has life attributes, or because it has gathered too much dragon energy, it gave birth to some kind of abnormal shape similar to dragon veins.

No matter what he Yang Erlang wants to get this shrine, if possible, he must be refined into a natal demon seal, then the mountains and rivers will be under the control, becoming the demon king is just around the corner.

"Qiang..." This is the sound of a sword drawn.

Yang Erlang was taken aback for a moment. Are those lowly human monks still dreaming of resisting him?

It's a bunch of stubborn guys.

"Qiangqiangqiang..." The blade was dazzling, and it seemed that it was a little bit hidden.

"Kill..." Bai Xiaoqing, Bai Xiaozhuo, Brother Queshan, and the four great men, a total of eight people, formed a sword formation and rushed out of the gate. One hundred and eight Taoist symbols burned, and the five elements of sword gas turned into kendo smoke and mist. Such as the net cover to the terror demon king.

"Hahaha, weak human race, you are always like this. If you can't fight alone, you can attack them in groups." In anger, the shadows of the knives, lights and swords were twisted together, and the sound became more terrifying, and there was a sense of shaking the mountain.

"Boom..." A crack appeared in the door of the hall, and blood dripped along the three-pointed two-edged knife.

Queshan Eagle's eyes widened, and he looked at the opposite side in disbelief.

"Second brother!" Queshan Ying roared, a strong light burst out from the center of his eyebrows, and the two ancestor spirits behind him shot runes, causing Yang Erlang to step back.

In this half step, ashamed of being as strong as him.

The opportunity cannot be missed, and the loss will not come again, an hourglass appears, and the power of time travels horizontally.

"Huh?" Yang Erlang was surprised at this moment, this hourglass formed an inevitable murderous intent, and before he opened his eyebrows, he felt a faint murderous intent across his neck.

After the mental delay disappeared, Yang Jiro discovered that there was a crack in the armor on his body, and his head actually rolled off the dust.

I haven't felt the pain for so many years, and it hurts like this today. It's a long-lost feeling.

"Roar..." A big sheep's head glared at him, and his vitality was ten times stronger than maintaining a human form. Bai Xiaoqing felt that the sky was spinning just as soon as he protected his sister, and the roar rolled over him.

"Boom boom boom..."

Queshan Eagle suffered heavy losses, and the Queshan Eagle died in a violent death. The other four men died two, and the remaining two barely suppressed their injuries.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie, have you seen it? You are a group of humble little bugs, no matter how you resist..." At this point, Yang Erlang said in amazement, "Broken fetus and immortal Gu?"

The more demon energy, the more poisonous this Gu.

Yang Erlang's body and head exploded, dark blue and light green demon blood was spilled on the ground, Bai Xiaoqing shouted: "Run!"

Queshanying bit his teeth, collected his brother's body, and galloped towards the east.

Bai Xiaozhuo was always ready, releasing the embroidered talisman to wrap his brother to perform the five-element escape technique, and in a blink of an eye he was no longer in place.

The two big men started slightly slowly, and the Yujian flew out three hundred meters, and the howling sound covered them all at once, no matter how hard they struggled, they couldn't resist the killing.

"You angered me and want to escape my life?" I don't know since when three ghostly pupils appeared in the air, thousands of terrifying pupils shot out, making people shudder.

"Puff puff……"

Queshan Ying was hit, but he did have two shots. He stomped and exploded the flying sword under his feet, releasing a large cloud of smoke, wrapped his stumped body and fled into the ground, and in a blink of an eye, there was no breath.

Bai Xiaozhuo was also attacked by pupil power, and layer after layer of embroidered talisman broke. Eight years of accumulation were all saved at this moment, but the gap between her and the enemy was too great, and pupil power finally penetrated.

"Boom..." Eight years of hard work were ruined. Fortunately, Bai Xiaozhuo organized the Chamber of Commerce to save himself an extra protective treasure every year. Eight years later, there would be eight.

Eight one-time treasures were shining brightly, among which the Buddhist treasures were so good that they finally blocked this round of pupil shooting.

Bai Xiaoqing let out a sigh of relief. Originally, he wanted to keep the temple, but the enemy was so terrifying. Six of the nine people died in a blink of an eye. Now it is impossible to escape with their lives.

With two plops, the two big men fell to the ground after their deaths.The three sheep's eyes spread out and chased the three who were fleeing quickly.

"Brother, use heaven and earth together!"

"Understood!" Bai Xiaoqing took out the crossbow he had used before and slapped it hard on the tail, and the crossbow instantly cracked.

It was too late to speak, and the crossbow of Heaven and Earth was quickly lifted into the sky, locking two big sheep's eyes in an instant, piercing a left-handed gunpowder circling continuously.

This crossbow has some background. It is a damaging weapon created by a giant of the Mo family using the method of the left side door. It can shoot the left arrow of gunpowder at an emergency. What is it to see, it is even more insidious than the punctured immortal Gu .

Bai Xiaoqing is a doctrine of use, whether things are good or evil, as long as they are easy to use, that's it!

This thing was really bad, and there was a scream in the ear helix, and Yang Erlang was obviously caught.

Is it weird to be shot blind with your eyeballs?

But the crisis was precisely here. Yang Erlang temporarily gave up the hall and leaped over to the Bai family brothers and sisters. The horror monster cloud filled with willfulness.