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Chapter 397 Zhao Sheng Takes the Hook!

He Ping'an turned his gaze, and saw [-] mid-level third-rank monsters below, also waving miniature star banners at this time, arousing the power of the stars in the sky, and smashing them towards him.

In this way, at this time, the Zhoutian Star Dou Great Formation has been operating to the extreme, which is equivalent to eight times the power of a full-strength blow from the Qiongqi Demon God.

Even if He Ping'an's strength is better than Qiongqi's demon god at this time, and he can use all his magical powers, he can't resist this vast and unparalleled power of stars.

As the starlight falls, He Pingan repeats his old tricks. The Tai Chi Sword, the Heavenly Demon Huaxue Sword, and the Three Tripods come out together, but they still can't withstand the falling starlight.

Wherever the starlight passed, the void split inch by inch.

"Ho!"

He Ping'an took a deep breath, and all the power in his body gathered into a boxing force containing purple lightning, and blasted towards the long river of stars.

"boom!"

The fist force blasted above the long river of stars, the purple electric light and the dark gold fist strength complement each other, bursting out with endless light, but then the river of starlight set off turbulent waves one after another, and directly submerged the punch that was enough to smash the void.

Immediately, the river of starlight fell down, and the power of the endless stars bombarded He Ping'an's golden body. Although the golden light protecting the body was extremely solid, it still couldn't resist the power of the stars.

The ten thousand zhang golden body fell from the void and smashed towards the ground.

"This week's star formation is really extraordinary!"

A thoughtful thought flashed in He Pingan's eyes. He had already arranged a way to break the formation, but he still wanted to try the power of the Zhou Tian Xingdou formation.

After all, knowing yourself and the enemy can win every battle.

Now I have almost mastered it, just waiting for the little fish to take the bait.

"Riding a dragon martial saint, the rise of the demon clan is the general trend, just like this week's star battle formation, how can you, a little martial saint, be able to withstand it?"

Sure enough, as he fell from mid-air, Qiongqi Yaoshen showed ecstasy, and began to attack his heart with words, trying to disturb He Pingan's mind.

"Of course a poor man can't stand it, but there are tens of thousands of compatriots, not to mention the great formation of stars in the sky this week, even the general trend of heaven, they can also stand it!"

Although He Ping'an's figure was pressed down again and again, he replied with a normal expression. ,

"Just relying on those ants?"

Qiongqi demon god glanced at the human army hiding outside the formation, with a trace of unremittingness on his face, waved his big hand, and the star flag danced again, the endless power of the stars chased after him, suppressing He Pingan's figure .

As long as the Martial Saint Riding Dragon is beheaded, there will be no hindrance from the Yaozu.

Rumble!
The power of the stars hit He Ping'an's golden body protection, and the thick golden light of the body protection was peeled off layer by layer. In a blink of an eye, only a thin layer of golden light was left three feet in front of him.

"Warrior Riding Dragon, go to hell!"

At this moment, a graceful red figure flashed out from the void, and the evil spirit surged on the hands, and the sharp nails grabbed He Ping'an's head fiercely.

She was wearing a red gauze as thin as a cicada's wings, with a hot figure and a beautiful face.

A red lotus bloomed between the eyebrows, and countless blood-colored hairs fluttered in the wind, like flames beating.

Impressively a woman!
"Emperor Jia Ming, you have finally appeared!"

The corners of He Pingan's mouth turned up, and his figure once again burst into endless golden light, temporarily forcing the incoming starlight away, and then the Immortal Sword of Yazi flashed in his hand, and Senhan's sword intent suddenly soared into the sky, and slashed at the red figure.

It was the eldest princess, Princess Jingle, whose body was occupied by Emperor Jiaming Zhao Sheng!

"not good!"

A trace of panic flashed across Zhao Sheng's pretty face. She had contacted the Qiongqi demon god a long time ago, and she has been hiding here, waiting for an opportunity.

After watching He Pingan's solo Zhou Tianxing battle, she was full of confidence in revenge, but became more and more disturbed.

I thought that I would be able to avenge myself by breaking through the realm of the corpse god.

Who knows that He Ping'an's strength has improved so quickly.

So I chose this time, when He Ping'an had no strength to fight back, and then made a sneak attack.

However, He Pingan once again broke her wishful thinking.

"Shh!"

The sword energy surged forward, like a continuous river, torrenting endlessly.

Zhao Sheng's body was full of evil spirits, and the hands that had just grabbed He Ping immediately changed direction and grabbed the endless sword light.

"Thorn."

Countless blood-colored evil energy gathered into two piercing claws, which collided with Senhan's long river of sword energy, and immediately made teeth-piercing sounds.

After three breaths, as the river of sword energy continued to surge, the bloody claws were defeated by the river of sword energy, and Zhao Sheng's body was immediately submerged by the river of sword energy.

The endless cold sword intent penetrated through his body immediately, leaving a series of hideous and terrifying sword marks on Zhao Sheng's rock-solid body.

"I'm not convinced!"

Zhao Sheng roared angrily, and the evil energy rolled all over his body, constantly washing away the sword energy pouring into his body, trying to get rid of all the sword energy.

At this moment, He Pingan made a move with one hand, and a small tripod appeared again in his hand.

It was the Gang Ding in Zhao Yun's hand.

"This person will be handed over to you!"

He Ping'an's magic power surged, and he slapped the small cauldron. Zhao Yun flashed out of the cauldron with a silver gun in his hand.

"Dog thief, accept your life!"

Zhao Yun roared, and with a long spear in his hand, he stabbed towards Zhao Sheng who was still surrounded by layers of sword energy.

He had been hiding in the Gang Ding for a long time, when he saw Zhao Sheng not far away, a stern light flashed in his eyes.

Back then, Zhao Sheng had the kindness of knowledge and encounter, but as early as when he went to the corpse cave, he completely offset it.

Today's Zhao Sheng is Zhao Yun's life and death enemy.

Moreover, Zhao Yun's current strength is no longer what it used to be.

Facing Emperor Jiaming, Zhao Sheng, who was already seriously injured, he had every chance of winning.

Every spear flower flashed down, bringing a flower of blood on Zhao Sheng's body.

Seeing that the two were fighting more and more bravely, and the battlefield was far away from this side, He Pingan withdrew his gaze. At this time, the golden light on his physical body had been completely smashed by the power of the stars, and even his physical body was constantly being ravaged by the power of the stars. Underneath, countless horrific wounds were exposed.

"Riding a dragon, Wusheng, who is about to die, dares to meddle in other people's affairs!"

Seeing that He Ping'an's physical body had begun to collapse, Qiongqi demon god had a ferocious smile on his face, and waved the star flag again, urging the power of the stars to accelerate towards He Pingan.

It has been suppressed by He Pingan for a long time, isn't it just for today?
Even the Zhao Yun who just appeared, he has already manipulated the Zhou Tian Xing Dou array and locked it, and only after concentrating his strength to defeat He Pingan, he will kill Zhao Yun by the way.

As long as He Ping'an and Zhao Yun are completely killed today, the rest of the human race will be no problem at all.

As for the life and death of Emperor Jiaming, Zhao Sheng, it has nothing to do with the Yaozu.

Both parties are using each other.

"Senior Martial Saint."

Outside the big formation, Emperor Longqing, Liu Sheng, Chongyang Zhenxian, and Zhen Guogong looked anxious at this time, and wanted to rush in to help He Pingan.

But he remembered the sound transmission before He Pingan entered the battle.

"You wait outside the battle for news from the poor, and you are not allowed to enter without a summons!"

Even though everyone was anxious, they could only keep the soldiers of Daxuan out of the formation.

Always ready to fight.

Thousands of miles away to the south of Wuxian Mountain.

In a valley covered by thick fog.

Zhang San led the upper third rank and middle third rank monks of the Black Wind Army, quietly hiding here.

After he occupied all the eastern part of southern Xinjiang, he followed He Ping'an's order and left a large group of troops to continue to eliminate the eastern monsters.

On the other hand, he led the elite team, together with the ghost cultivators, crossed countless mountains and rivers, and finally arrived at the designated place two days ago.

Now, it has been hidden here for two days.

At this time, his cultivation base is successful, so he can naturally see the great battle in the distance.

But he was calm in his heart, because he knew that if he needed to take action, Luo Xianzun would naturally issue a decree.

Thousands of miles below the valley.

Seeing that He Pingan was defeated, the ghost soldiers were a little restless.

Others don't know He Ping'an's identity, but they know it all too well.

Luo Xianzun, Ximen Chuuxue, and Wusheng Riding Dragon are all the same person.

"General, Wu Sheng is in trouble, shall we go?"

A ghost general couldn't help but asked.

"Go, of course!"

Wei Jinghuan picked up the ghost knife formed by the condensed yin energy in his hand, and then took the lead in rolling up a thick layer of ghost fog, and fled from the ground to Wuxianling in a concealed manner.

Seeing this, the rest of the ghost soldiers immediately turned into a cloud of ghost mist and followed closely behind.

As for He Ping'an's order, Wei Jinghuan had already forgotten about it.

What time is this, and he doesn't care what grandma's order is.

Wu Sheng's life is the most important!

Even if you die in battle, you must rescue Wu Sheng!

(End of this chapter)