Chapter 3341

"Qin Ming, you don't need to do justice here." the elders of zuhuang Shenjiao looked dignified. They never wanted to have anything to do with such a madman. If Qi Yuanzheng really makes a mistake, the madman may ignore the stop of zuhuang Shenjiao and forcibly take away the saint Su Jinxuan.

A large number of strong people of zuhuang Shenjiao sacrificed weapons to guard against Qin's life in front.

Qin Ming ignored the reminder of zuhuang god religion and raised his hand: "start? I don't have much time."

"Qin Ming!!" the elder of zuhuang Shenjiao angrily denounced. The bastard dared to ignore him, but his anger still paid for Qin Ming's indifference.

The strong men in the mountains looked at each other, unable to say whether they were excited or nervous. Although he is only a person, he has no deterrent power than a fairy Wudu thrown by Xianyu. Xianyu will at least worry about the prestige of zuhuang Shenjiao. He has no sense of that at all. If zuhuang Shenjiao dares to fight him, he may kill zuhuang Shenjiao, the only primitive Saint left in the world, with nine babies.

"You go back first." the elder of zuhuang Shenjiao immediately reminded Su Jinxuan.

Qin Ming shook his fingers, turned his back to them and reminded them, "the killing halberd is here, and Su Zixuan has to be here. If I do notarization, my father-in-law must be just. Don't force me to rob people from zuhuang Shenjiao at that time, and everyone's face won't look good."

The strong people of the ancestral wasteland god religion showed angry faces. For tens of thousands of years, who dared to be so presumptuous in front of them, but looking at the man in front of them, they really didn't dare to be too presumptuous. Their anger and killing intention were all gathered in their chest, but they couldn't express it.

The three elders stopped Su Zixuan and whispered to the surrounding disciples. "Please come out and gather all Dharma protectors in the forest."

Su Jinxuan suddenly uttered a voice, cold and threatening: "Qi Yuanzheng, this is not your own battle. You bet not only on me, but also on the reputation of zuhuang god religion, your half life reputation of Qi Yuanzheng, this battle today... You must win!"

"I'm sure you still have concerns about today's war?" Nie Tiancheng roared. The terrible momentum directly cracked the high-altitude clouds and cleaned up the fog for dozens of miles. The strong light from the hot sun immediately shone on the mountain forest. His golden light was more prosperous, but the killing halberd in his hand was boiling with boundless evil Qi and blood tide.

Although he disdained any guarantee and didn't feel much about Qin Ming, he could have a big fight with Qin Ming present.

"I'm going to kill your halberd." Qi Yuanzheng offered a holy sword. The soul of the sword appeared again and directly integrated into the holy sword. Suddenly, the sword Qi was surging, like ten thousand galaxies falling, with amazing momentum.

Nie Tiancheng waved the halberd, the black tide was surging, the blood fog riot, and the destructive energy rolled over the sky. He was like a ferocious God killed in hell, directly splitting the heaven and earth.

The sky and mountain forests in a radius of tens of miles are like a ragged picture, twisted in the strong wind, with amazing momentum, high mountains collapsing, waterfalls countercurrent, and forest fragmentation. Nie Tiancheng's demon fighting body, combined with the killing halberd, is invincible and invincible. It's not like a weapon at all, but a world collided with the world.

The endless void collapses and destroys the sky and earth.

Everyone present experienced the power of the halberd for the first time. They were frightened all over, as if their souls were going to be swallowed up. The momentum was so terrible that even Su Zixuan had no blood and had to step back.

Qi Yuanzheng took the sword and killed it high into the air. The holy sword in his hand was not an ordinary product, but the Zhenguo holy sword of the Qingmu empire. He had accompanied many of his ancestors to fight for thousands of years, and finally opened up a vast empire, which ensured the continuous inheritance of the Empire for tens of thousands of years. After injecting his sword soul, he woke up the ancestors and saints inside and led the momentum accurately.

With a long sword in the air, the sword intended to riot and turned into a hurricane around him. He boldly met the suppression of the peerless fierce soldiers, and the sonorous sound shook the world.

Although the holy sword is less famous than the killing halberd, it still doesn't give in with the guidance of the sword soul.

"Boom!!"

The killing halberd is not a single fierce attack, but contains the road of heaven and earth. It seems to play a world, but more like a boundless disaster. It is dead, blood tide riots and endless enemies. This momentum alone is enough to make all the heroes in the world afraid, let alone directly resist.

Qin Ming carefully felt the power of the halberd, similar to the law of disaster, but not the power of the law. However, it can release the power of approaching the law with the weapon, which shows the horror of this weapon.

But this should not be the reason why Qin Ming is familiar with it.

Boom!

The halberd suddenly broke out with a loud noise. The boundless black gas riots and the surging blood gas merged with the golden light released by him and turned into a terrible ROC. It was as huge as a mountain. It spread its wings and screamed and lifelike. More than a dozen shaking mountains below finally couldn't bear it and collapsed violently.

With Nie Tiancheng's angry roar, the ROC soared into the air, swooped down quickly and killed Qi Yuanzheng.

The strong people of the ancestral wasteland cult were slightly moved. It was amazing that they could lift the halberd. It was more difficult to guide the energy inside. Nie Tiancheng was able to use this energy to collide with his own inheritance to attack. He was worthy of being the Immortal King in the battle body of the heavenly demon. His talent strength was incomparable in the contemporary era and was by no means weaker than the secret descendant of the immortal domain.

Mirs strike violently in the air as if they were conscious. They attack and kill independently and are powerful and unparalleled.

Qi Yuanzheng urged the holy sword and kept chopping. It was deafening, and there was chaos in the sky and earth. Although it seems to be falling behind, it is still comfortable and shows extraordinary strength.

"Boom!"

Nie Tiancheng followed Dapeng down from the sky. The halberd of the killing war was fierce, and the killing intention was boundless. His sharp edge penetrated the world and killed everything. The mountains and ruins below collapsed again, the ground was fragmented, there were terrible cracks, and the mighty breath rolled for tens of miles, impacting the strong people watching the war in the distance.

Holding a long sword, Qi Yuanzheng proudly pointed to the sky. The whole person's temperament suddenly changed, and the strong light burst out. It was gorgeous, like a colorful torrent, surging out of dozens of miles and endless strong light depths. The nine figures rose like nine fairy kings, breaking through the passage of time and space and coming strong. They held sharp swords and roared in the sky.

This is the peerless secret skill of zuhuang Shenjiao, jianhuang formula!

Even Su Zixuan and other three heroes can summon at most two swordsman souls. The great Dharma protector once concentrated seven swordsman souls. At this moment, Qi Yuanzheng released nine swordsman souls. The linglie breath seemed to break the world, and the surging color torrent seemed like a boundless sea of sword spirit. The sharp spirit pierced boundless mountains and rivers, and even the trees hundreds of miles away had more sword marks in an instant, Visible power of terror.

The strongmen of the ancestral wasteland God cult all took a breath. Only they knew what it meant to summon the nine sword emperor souls and what kind of power it was.

Boom!

The soul of the nine sword kings reaches the heaven and the earth. The endless sword Qi is like a pillar in the sky. It has to penetrate everything.

Mirs soared into the sky, rolled up endless disasters, fell all over the world, and roared in front of each other. The momentum was terrible to the extreme, and the boundless light filled the world. The surge of energy directly impacted the strong people tens of miles away. Thousands of strong people who thought they were good and stood in the front were directly crushed, and the memory crystal balls hanging high in the distance were mercilessly crushed.

The ROC suppressed the nine sword emperor's soul, and the nine sword emperor's soul also tore up the ROC. The energy of the riot escalated again, like a river with thousands of weights and continuous surging impact.