The Prince of Taiyin Covering the Sky

"Clang!"

"clang!"

Looking into the distance, Si Xuan, who was holding the battle flag of the Great Dao, and the great sage was more than [-] miles high, who looked like the leader of the human race, the seven heroes of Chaos Heaven also made moves one after another. Weapons such as heavy swords, spears, and iron whips stirred the void, and a large piece of land was shot. Large swaths of the universe are violently churning because of their actions.

Each of these seven people is a talented person who is qualified to suppress for a lifetime, and they have reached the level of quasi-emperors before they were alive. Although they are only returned with corpses, they are also out-and-out quasi-emperors. No one can underestimate them. them.

"boom!"

Si Xuan squinted at the seven ancient men who had crushed the sky by relying on their bodies, without fear on his face. He was holding the avenue battle flag blessed by Jiu Litu with both hands, and the ancient seal of the Emperor of the Emperor was hanging above his head, and billions of strands of the sun were falling down. Xianguang took the initiative to rush towards the seven people.

He is now in a state of divine prohibition, and he has all the secrets added to his body. He is so powerful that he can't figure it out. When the banner is waved, the most original ten thousand ways of this universe are manifested. It turned into thousands of chains and wrapped around Si Xuan's body, with unparalleled power.

The Chaotic Seven Heroes remained silent, and the four men in jet-black iron armor took a step forward together. The iron whips, silver spears and other ancient artifacts in their hands propped up a sky, and the divine light of billions of Dao laws shone. The battle flags collided together.

"Crack!"

The sky curtain collided with the battle flag, and the sky curtain propped up by the four weapons of the quasi-emperor actually collapsed after only holding on for half a breath. It is impossible to block its power.

However, these seven terrifying quasi-emperor corpses also reacted instantly. There was no communication between them, and they took a step forward in an unusually tacit understanding at the same time.

"Oh!"

The sound of the confrontation between the battle flag and the iron armor was like two huge planets colliding, and it was so dull that people's eardrums burst. Di Tianwei stabilized his figure.

"Tsk! As expected of a quasi-emperor-level body, it's really too hard," Si Xuan's thunderous sneer came to Biyun God's ears after a while, and his great sage's image, which was hundreds of thousands of miles away, was captured by those seven The iron cavalry, which is smaller than dust, blocked it, and the big banner was resisted by them, and it was difficult to advance an inch for a while.

A Taoist body at the quasi-emperor level has experienced the catastrophe and punishment of the Great Dao, and has been baptized and tempered by thousands of Taos. It has reached an unimaginable situation for ordinary people. In terms of the power of laws, the combined corpses of the chaotic seven heroes can't match Si Xuan's. One tenth, but in terms of physical strength, these seven guys are really powerful when stacked together.

You know, in the memory of Samsara Lake, the Prince Dou Zhan at the level of the Great Sage was in charge of his father's fairy iron rod, and he was chased and killed by the old Teng Snake who failed to advance to the Zhun Emperor, which is enough to show the relationship between the Zhun Emperor and the Great Sage How huge the gap is.

Huoling Cangyan, who claims to be only one step away from stepping into the quasi-emperor, may not even know the gap between the real quasi-emperor. The slap slaps a guy like Cang Yan to the bone.

"At the end of reincarnation, hell is the destination of all spirits!"

The seven chaotic corpses roared at the same time, and the ghost horses under them were all turned into dust under Si Xuan's banner, but the body of the seven heroes Zhundi was not harmed, and they also turned into ghost figures of more than a hundred thousand miles away. Surrounded Si Xuan in the middle.

"Ow!"

In the distance, the second-generation Yuan Tianshi, who was cut in half by Si Xuan, seemed to be awakened by the motto of the underworld. Its broken reincarnation seal beat like a heart, and the remnants were actually looking for each other, wanting to become one, and with the Qixiong Attack Si Xuan together.

"Damn it, just lie down!" Si Xuan also frowned at this strange situation. He originally wanted to help the second generation of Yuan Tianshi return to his original self after the war, but now it seems that it is obviously impossible up.

"rumble!"

The human emperor seal on his head shook, and a thick celestial light fell on the remnant body of the second generation of Yuan Tianshi in an instant, causing his Taoist body, primordial spirit and broken reincarnation seal to gradually melt, even Not a single crumb remained.

The blow of the emperor's soldiers was so fast that even the Chaotic Seven Heroes had no time to stop it, but they took advantage of the moment Si Xuan was distracted, and the seven of them threw their fists at the same time and smashed heavily on Si Xuan's battle flag, making Si Xuan The [-]-mile great sage's dharma image shook.

"You, no, who are you?" Si Xuan asked indifferently as he waved the battle flag in his hand and swept four of the Seven Heroes flying for a million miles with one blow.

After receiving the punches of these seven people, he also felt that now only the corpses of the Chaotic Seven Heroes were left, and a huge primordial spirit was dominating them.

Hearing this, the man holding the iron whip among the seven corpses suddenly sneered. There was a deep ax wound on his faceplate. The hideous wound on the man under the armor, and the dark ghost pupils with no white eyes.

"I am the second emperor of the Prison Suppressing Palace! The ancient prince of the human race, your corpse will be my best container!" The chaotic seven heroes burst out blue ghost energy from the whole body, and they turned into a sheet of paper. With a ferocious old man's face, he looked at Si Xuan with a grin, as if watching a satisfied prey.

"Emperor Judgment? Quasi-Emperor-level Judgment? Hey! It turns out that a real quasi-Emperor is controlling seven corpses remotely. I wonder why he is so powerful." Hearing this, Si Xuan nodded knowingly and smiled indifferently.

In the memory of Samsara Lake, Ye Fan also fought against the corpse generals transformed into Chaotic Seven Heroes, but the person who controlled the Seven Heroes at that time was not the so-called Second Emperor Judgment of the Suppressing Prison Hall, but the direct disciple of Changsheng Tianzun.

At that time, the disciples of Changsheng Tianzun obviously did not reach the quasi-emperor realm, so it was impossible to fully exert the power of the seven quasi-divine corpses, but now a real quasi-divine body is controlling them, of course they can exert all the fighting power of the seven heroes .

"You hells are really damned. The dead are dead, and you still want to desecrate their bodies. When I become emperor, I will definitely destroy your Laoshizi Town Prison Palace." It flew out, causing it to crash into several planets before barely stopping.

"Hey! The main reason is that the corpses of the emperor's successors are not easy to take! On the contrary, the corpses of the losers who fell on the road are also very useful." The Qixiong Corpse General with an iron whip in his hand issued a message from the prison hall. With the cruel voice of the second emperor, he manipulated Qixiong again, and at the same time swung his fist away at Si Xuan.

"Chong!"

Si Xuan resisted this combined blow, and the flag turned into a round of chaotic universe by Jiu Litu instantly shattered the two arms of one of the Seven Heroes, causing him to vomit black blood and fly backwards.

"Hey! I still remember that these seven people were all-powerful back then. They fought all the way from the Big Dipper to the ancient road, and from the first level of the human race to the one hundred and eighth level. At that time, he was chased by the young Emperor Chaos, and the seven heroes joined forces, and they were no match for one man and one axe!"

With a sneering grimacing face, the second emperor of the Town Prison Hall, Pan Qing, manipulated the corpses of Chaotic Qixiong, making them all take off their visors, only to see that Qixiong had deep ax wounds on their heads, even after many thousands of years had passed. Si Xuan could see the strong... hatred from the ax wound.

"Hahaha! Did you see it? This is the hatred of Emperor Luangu's life. Can you understand the mood of Emperor Luangu at that time? Do you know what kind of hatred can last for hundreds of thousands of years? Now they all It's mine!"

The second emperor of the Town Prison Palace smiled wildly and excitedly, as if he was showing Si Xuan his proudest artwork, mocking the Seven Heroes of Luan Tian, ​​and the Great Emperor Luan Gu.

"Shut up, old ghost!" At this moment, Si Xuan's indifferent voice interrupted the words of the second emperor, and said coldly, "In any case, these seven heroes were once shining stars on the emperor's road. Compared to them, compared to Emperor Chaos Ancient, what are you? You are just a bug who lives in the ghost palace and dare not show up in the world, and you are worthy to compare with them?"

He slowly raised the banner in his hand, pointed at the gloomy grimace, and said coldly: "I want the corpses of Chaotic Seven Heroes, and I also want the life of you old bastard."