Repugnant Gateway

The moment the red robe priest stabbed Liu Feng knife, the sky seemed to be dark. It seems that a layer of invisible and invisible dark clouds suddenly appeared, covering the Fanggu City, the capital of Dayan.

Immediately afterwards, a wailing wailing came out of the stone, very weak, but it gave the illusion that the eardrum was torn.

Then a burst of blood slowly flowed out of the gap cut by the knife.

"Bleeding stones, bad luck!"

Suddenly, Li Changlu shouted, and then turned around to hold Su Tai up: "escort!"

As he shouted, many guards came up from behind.

But it was too late.

A strong purple light burst out of the stone, like arrows one after another. Where the purple light passes, people do not save their lives.

Ziguang is like a sword, blasting out one by one, and all the people standing on the line of Ziguang are dead. Some people's brains were penetrated by purple light, some people had their heads cut off, and the corpses withered at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"Hahahaha!"

The red robe priest holding Liu Feng Dao laughed like that: "You idiots, I really thought that your big yawn would succumb to your swallows? Since my founding, my big yawn has fought every battle, even though the enemy never bowed his head. Even if you Yan people have contacted the people of the Bohai Kingdom, they still want me to destroy the country. Everyone of my great people is ready to die, and even if they die, they will also bring the enemy to hell! "

The moment the purple light burst out, An Zheng was almost the nearest.

For a moment, due to anxious thoughts, the scale of the holy fish on the bracelet of Blood Peizhu was protected on his chest. But the purple light was too powerful, and An Zheng felt that he was really going to die.

Just as the purple light was about to break through the scales of the holy fish, the second and third holy radiance emerged from the blood-pearl bead bracelets, and the three holy fish scales were superimposed on the Anzhen chest to block the purple light. But under the tremendous strength, An Zheng's body flew out like a kite with a broken thread.

"Go to hell!"

The red robe priest who had been staring at him shouted, and the volley fell with a knife. On Liu Feng's knife, a huge knife fell down and went straight to An Zheng's head. At this time, the power of the holy fish scales were entangled in purple light, and there was no spare power to block the Liu Fengdao. This is not that the scale of the holy fish is not strong enough, but that the contention is not strong enough.

At this moment, the pen in An Zheng's hand suddenly lit up.

The pen flew on its own and wrote in the air.

It's just a slip.

That skimmer and Liu Fengdao's knife qi collided in the air, and immediately followed a stir. A violent cyclone rippled around, and many of the blue tiles on the roof of Tianji Palace were shattered and shaken up.

It was a heavy stroke, thick ink, pen like a knife.

The knife in this brushstroke seems to be much stronger than the real knife of Liu Feng. The red robe priest in the air snorted, the knife in his hand couldn't be dropped, and a shock appeared on his chest. Cracked, and then the body cracked open. His body was disconnected from the middle, and blood and internal organs were scattered in a hurry, and he didn't know how many people were spilled.

An Zheng's body flew out tens of meters, hitting a pillar heavily, the back of the head was hit hard, and the whole person almost passed out.

He struggled to get up, but had no strength at all.

An Zheng, who fell to the ground, saw that Wang Kaitai and Fang Daozhi fled from the crowd and rushed towards the platform. But a figure suddenly appeared, with just one palm, Fang Daozhi and Wang Kaitai were forced to retreat at the same time.

The figure repulsed Wang Kaitai and Fang Daozhi, and reached out to catch the falling Liu Feng knife. The blade swiped on his own arm, and a blood stain appeared immediately.

"When I was facing the most dangerous time, Tan Song, as a descendant of the royal family, was willing to trade his life and death in exchange for the destruction of the enemy country. I bleed in the stone, and I use this as a blood curse."

He floated there in the sky, and the purple maple knife in his hand was shining brightly. The purple light on Liu Feng's sword echoed with the purple light bursting out of the stone, and there seemed to be some kind of fit.

A county king and two purple artifacts were used.

Youguo this time, can be regarded as a **** foot.

"Give me!"

Tan Song chopped Liu Feng knife downward, a purple light chopped on the stone, and then there was a loud noise, and the stone shattered. Crushed stones, which are harder than stone cutters, are flying around like bullets. I don't know how many people were killed by the stones. In the stone, a figure that looked like the size of a seven or eight-year-old child was surrounded by purple light. There were two green flashes in the purple light, which looked like the eyes of that thing.

"I opened the **** stone with a blood curse and ordered you to kill everyone here!"

Tan Song pointed at the dwarf of the Son of Light with Liu Feng Dao. The dwarf roared from the sky. The sound seemed full of unwillingness and anger, but it seemed that he was bound by some force and had to follow Tan Song's instructions.

I saw a purple light mass flying out, and no one survived wherever I passed. The dwarf's speed was too fast, so fast that he could not dodge. The Ouchi bodyguard who rushed up was shattered into meat purely before he could react.

"Shi Jing!"

An Zheng vaguely heard someone exclaim, and then saw three gray figures pounced towards Shi Jing. An Zheng's vision was a little blurry, only to see the old men with three big sleeves fluttering.

Shi Jing?

An Zheng thought buzzing in his head, but still came out of memory of Shi Jing.

According to rumors, after 100,000 years or even millions of years of spiritual practice, the spirit stone can eventually produce spiritual wisdom and turn into a human form. When it comes to the human form of stone essence, it is more powerful than the ordinary Zipin artifact. His flesh is equivalent to Zipin artifact. And he is still alive, has his own thinking, and has a strong combat power. But this is just a legend, An Zheng has such a deep experience, and has never seen a real Shi Jing born.

"Die to me!"

Three grey robe elders pounced, and three shot at the same time. The vast cultivation force swept through like the Yangtze River.

"It took me a million years to cultivate my human form, to absorb the essence of the sun, the moon, and the road of understanding. How can ordinary people like you kill me?"

Shi Jing raised his voice in the sky, and the purple light on his body burst out. The strength of the three grey robe elders struck the purple light, which suddenly disappeared. But invisibly, there was an irresistible force that counterattacked, and the three amazing old men were shocked out in the air, and spit blood after landing.

"Please His Holiness take action to destroy this evil spirit!"

The three of them ran to one place, holding their hands and chanting words.

"Kill the King Yan and the Queen Mother!"

Tan Song pointed at the Queen Mother and Yan Wang who had withdrawn from the hall with the Liu Feng knife. Shi Jing cried like a tortured pain while holding his head, and then flew towards the Tianji Hall. He moved forward, as if a purple lightning struck, and could not stop it at all.

Dozens of Ouchi guards stopped behind the Empress Dowager and Yan Wang, and their movements were uniform. The knife array rolled Shi Jing in, and a knife flashed.

After the clanging sound, all the long knives were broken.

"You don't deserve to be my opponent, I am the essence of heaven and earth, the only one in the world!"

Shi Jing waved, and the dozens of guards suddenly turned into blood mist, even the capital of the corpse failed to stay.

Li Changlu hugged the Empress Dowager backwards, and thought that this man was actually very strong. In a flash, he left the group of King Yan behind and fled towards the Splendid Palace. And there is no expert guard on the side of Yan Wang. Although he has good strength, he is far inferior to Shi Jing. But for a moment, the guards around him were almost dead and wounded. An Chengli pulled Wang Yan back and saw that the guards could not stop it. An Chengli shouted the king and walked away, and then he turned to Shi Jing.

Yan Wang Mu Changyan froze for a moment, his eyes were red: "Little Anzi!"

At this time, the three grey robe old men raised their heads at the same time and shouted, "Please, Venerable Master!"

Suddenly a burst of light erupted in the Celestial Palace. It was not a ray, but the entire Celestial Palace was enveloped by milky white light. In the light, there seem to be a lot of lines flowing, but I can't see exactly what it is.

In the white light, I could vaguely see an old man wearing a robe, with white hair and white bones.

"Evil Sin, even if you practice for thousands of years and become a human form, you are still a sinning."

The old Taoist stepped on the white light and stood above the Heavenly Palace, reaching for the next catch: "I will suppress you with the Supreme Way!"

The big hand stretched out from the white light, actually grasping Shi Jing, as fast as electricity, in the air. Shi Jing screamed, his hands and feet were squeezed by big hands and could not break free. In that big hand, there were still a lot of runes running densely, each rune exuding a dazzling light.

"If you practice again for thousands of years, you may be truly invincible. But you are too anxious, there are still many people in this world who can restrain you."

Once the clever hands clenched, Shi Jing wailed again.

The old man looks a little special, like a living person, but again in the illusion of light and shadow. An Zheng was seriously injured at this time, so he could only watch but couldn't even get up.

At this time, Shi Jing was seized by the old Taoist and went crazy, struggling constantly, and the purple light one by one shot out from the crack of the old Taoist finger. The people nearby were attacked by seedlings, and no one who was hit by purple light could stop it. An Zheng looked down and found that the pen that Fang Daozhi gave him before did not know where it fell, and his scale of the holy fish had already returned to the blood-pearl bracelet.

The previous Ziguang hit was too powerful, far from being able to resist the current realm of strength. The three scales of the holy fish were able to block the purple light, but had temporarily lost their power and returned to the blood culture beads.

Suddenly, the oil-paper umbrella brought by Anzheng didn't know how to open it, and flew to Anzheng flauntingly, just opening to protect Anzheng below.

An Zheng didn't feel anything wrong, but a person who was injured and fell not far from An Zheng found that An Zheng suddenly disappeared.

An Zheng felt the choking of the chest, the pain was almost unbearable, and he did not know how many bones he had broken. His eyes became more and more blurred, and he seemed to see a mountain in his trance. An Zheng felt that the highest mountain was like a sharp sword inserted backwards into the earth. There was a cold and aura on the mountain.

After seeing this scene, An Zheng couldn't persist in passing out.

Among the sword-like peaks, suddenly the red light flashed. The originally sealed crystal coffin suddenly opened, and the sleeping middle-aged man disappeared after a long roar.

The Cangman Mountain, where the magical world resides, is not thousands of miles away from the country of Yan Kingdom, but the red light flickered as if it had crossed the void.

In the red light, the majestic middle-aged man stretched out his hand and grabbed: "Shi Jing returns to me and spares you not to die."

In Fanggu City, the face of the old man above the light and shadow changed suddenly: "The demon is not dead ?!"

He raised his other hand to resist, and the two large palms met in mid-air, followed by a storm that swept across Fanggu City, and did not know how many houses collapsed and how many people were buried under the rubble.

The old man groaned, and his figure became faint.

The middle-aged man grabbed Shi Jing in his hand, and then the red light flashed, not knowing where to go.

After Shi Jing disappeared, Tan Song's complexion became difficult to look at: "Isn't this helping me?"

He shouted and went straight to the Heavenly Palace with Liu Feng sword: "Even if I am the only one, I will kill you!"

The old Taoist who is about to disappear sighed: "It's also a fanatic, just, I can't catch the Shi Jing, first catch you."

When he caught in the sky, Tan Song's body was suddenly fixed in the air, as if he could not move like a stone statue. Many Ouchi guards hurried over, and after a burst of crossbows fired, Tan Song was immediately shot into numerous blood holes.

He spurted blood and still muttered in his mouth: "Heaven doesn't help me ... you don't help me!"