The call of the tyrants of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 8
"One hundred thousand tyrants worth, the lonely king must summon a character who can kill all the enemies in front of him!"

"One hundred thousand tyrant points, you can perform a group call!"

"Group call, yes, call immediately!"

Although the tyrant system didn't promise anything, the appearance of the Four Great Dharma Kings gave Li Chengqian a vague idea that it would be more extraordinary if a combination of characters appeared together!
"Why are you still standing there, why don't you make a move soon? I want Li Chengqian to die!"

The scene was a little cold, Shen Yimo's eyes were bloodshot, and he scolded angrily.

"Congratulations to the emperor for successfully summoning: The Seven Sons of Quanzhen."

"Heh, if the lonely king wants to die, the lonely king wants to see who will live and who will die today!"

With a sneer, Li Chengqian hung in the air and spoke indifferently.

For some reason, Li Chengqian's calmness made Shen Yimo's heart skip a beat.

Gritting his teeth forcibly: "Kill!"

"kill!"

The remaining nine people from Zhaotian Palace screamed and stepped forward.

For a while, there was another turmoil, and the evil spirit rushed to the sky.

Rao even Li Chengqian didn't feel his color change.

It is really a lot of pressure to fight against the nine people of Zhaotian Palace.

"Presumptuous, you dare to kill my king with words?"

boom!
The next time, seven blue shirts fell from the sky!

With a whisk in hand, a long sword on his back, sharp eyes, and awe-inspiring righteousness!

"Taoist? Are you from Danxia Temple?"

The existence of the ninth level of the Nine Wheel Realm in Zhaotian Palace stopped immediately, stared closely at the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, and spoke coldly.

Danxia Temple, the lower reaches of the Buried Wu River are not inferior to the king-level sects of Zhaotian Palace!

Hearing these words, even Elder Zhao was jealous.

If Danxia Temple really intervenes in this matter, then
Looking at Shen Yimo, Elder Zhao couldn't make a decision for a while.

"What kind of Danxia view, the old Taoist doesn't know!"

Qiu Chuji flicked his sleeves, eyes contemptuous.

The Danxia Temple and Zhaotian Palace are not in his eyes at all.

"Stop talking nonsense, Quanzhen Seven Sons obey the order, the lonely king wants you to act immediately and kill them all!"

However, Li Chengqian had run out of patience.

This fight was full of twists and turns, and he no longer wanted to drag it on.

"Since you are not Danxia viewers, don't blame Zhang's subordinates for being ruthless."

On the other side of Zhaotian Palace, the strong man surnamed Zhang at the ninth level of the Nine Wheels Realm was overjoyed when he heard that he was not a member of Danxia Temple, so it would be easy to handle!
Just one word to kill!

"A mere seven Nine Wheel Realm Level [-], really looking for death!"

Beside the strong man surnamed Zhang, a smear of blood dissipated from the pupils of the existence at the eighth level of the Ninth Wheel Realm, and he didn't pay attention to the Quanzhen Seven Sons at all.

"Who wants to die? It's not certain?"

"The Seven Sons of Quanzhen formed an array, and under the order of the king, kill without mercy!"

"Kill without mercy!"

In an instant, the seven Taoist priests who were supposed to be quiet and inactive became extremely irritable.

Murderous intent surged all over his body, rolling up a cloud of blood for miles.

Tiangang Beidou formation!

Vaguely, above the sky, seven stars shone with it!

The power of the Quanzhen Seven Sons also changed suddenly!
"how can that be?"

Consistent with the expression of Elder Zhao just now, the nine members of Zhaotian Palace retreated a few feet at once, as if they had eaten something, their complexions were extremely ugly.

"Congratulations to the emperor, the seven sons of Quanzhen have opened up the group talent: the seven sons are of the same mind!"

[Seven sons in one heart: When the seven sons of Quanzhen are of one heart and one mind, when they use the Tiangang Beidou formation, they can all fight across the six small realms! 】

"really!"

The corners of the mouth were raised slightly, with a hint of ferocity.

Li Chengqian knew that when the Quanzhen Seven Sons were born, there must be a group talent to be activated, and he would never be disappointed!
Rumble!
Together with the Tiangang Big Dipper Formation, the void suddenly vortexed.

In the haze, the nine people in Zhaotian Palace were trapped in it for an instant, out of sight.

"Tiangang Beidou, kill!"

In the dark, only a roar was heard.

It was a rain of blood.

Within a few breaths, the Tiangang Big Dipper Formation dissipated, and the Quanzhen Seven Sons stood around Li Chengqian, protecting Li Chengqian within them, so that outsiders would not be hurt.

Looking at the opposite side, there is nothing but corpses and blood rain rolling down.

Obviously, the nine members of Zhaotian Palace have all been folded into the hands of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen.

"What are the Four Great Dharma Kings waiting for, kill that old dog quickly for the lonely king!"

Li Chengqian's eyes were cold, he pointed at Elder Zhao, and shouted angrily.

"By the king's order, kill without mercy!"

Li Chengqian was fine, and the four great dharma kings were all relieved.

Everyone's expressions are excited, and their power is soaring!
"kill!"

The air mechanism was firmly locked, Elder Zhao knew he couldn't escape, so he could only bite the bullet and charge forward.

"Zhaotian punches!"

With a punch like the sky, with a mighty momentum, he punched down brazenly!
"Burning my remnant body, the holy fire is raging, what joy is there in life, and why bother in death?"

"For good and evil, only light."

"Happiness and sorrow, all return to dust."

"Have pity on my people, there are many sorrows! Have pity on my people, there are many sorrows!"

The four great dharma kings stand in a square shape, their eyes are fierce, and their words are full of sorrow!

As soon as the Mingjiao slogan came out, there seemed to be a special magical power, and the four great dharma kings had a scorching and domineering momentum rising all over their bodies!

"The Dharma King is vertical and horizontal, Ming!"

boom!
At a certain moment, the aura of the Four Great Dharma Kings was accumulated to the extreme!

Boom!
The void exploded, and the smoke and dust billowed.

Li Chengqian stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm.

On the other hand, Shen Yimo clenched his fists tightly, sweating profusely, obviously extremely nervous.

Elder Zhao is his only hope!

If Elder Zhao dies, he will surely die!
Facing such a tyrannical Li Chengqian, Shen Yimo found that he didn't even have the courage to escape.

Of course, with his mere Golden Core Realm strength, it is a joke to want to escape under the eyes of the Quanzhen Seven Masters.

Swish!Swish!Swish!
After a while, the clouds cleared and the fog cleared.

Shen Yimo looked up, but saw his most desperate scene!
I saw that Xie Xun was holding a bloody human head in his hand.

It was the head of Elder Zhao.

"Your Majesty, the leader of the bandits is here!"

Xie Xun held Elder Zhao's head high and shook it vigorously, another gust of blood spurted out.

"well done!"

With a slight forehead, Li Chengqian was expressionless.

I don't know why, facing such a bloody scene, instead of feeling uncomfortable, Li Chengqian felt a burst of excitement?
Maybe it's because of the tyrannical royal body?
It's useless to think too much, Li Chengqian turned his attention to Shen Yimo: "Now, it's time for the lonely king to fulfill his promise."

"You have to pay the price!"

"The lonely king said, today, I want you to die without a place to bury you!"

"Xie Xun, I'll give you a chance to kill him in the cruelest way!"

When Li Chengqian thought of the scene of being poisoned by King Zhenwu in his previous life, he felt extremely violent.

The bloodthirsty factor blooms in the heart!

"Don't worry, my lord, I will definitely let him die a very miserable death!"

Turning his head, Xie Xun's face was full of grinning.

"No, don't, Li Chengqian, you can't kill me, I am the young master of Zhaotian Palace, if you kill me, Zhaotian Palace will not let you go!"

Shen Yimo was so frightened that he fell to the ground, speaking incoherently, still struggling for the last time.

"Zhaotian Palace, the lonely king will send it down to be buried with you!"

While hissing and roaring, Li Chengqian's pupils wanted to devour people!
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

In the wilderness, screams rang out, and within a short period of time, Shen Yimo was tortured by Xie Xun until he was out of shape.

"Report, Your Majesty, in the east, southeast, and northeast directions, an army of 40 people was found each, less than ten miles away from our army!"

At this moment, the bronze medal night guard came to report in a hurry.

"Zhenhuohou in the Zhengdong, Dayihou in the southeast, Zhaotianhou in the northeast, well done, the lonely king is getting impatient with waiting, hahaha!"

His eyes were red, he looked up to the sky and smiled, there seemed to be a bloody sword behind Li Chengqian!
The tyrannical breath dissipated, and it frightened Shen Yimo to death.
(End of this chapter)