Chapter 1452

The destroyed Chi Ming emperor turned into snow-white light and bombarded the old man in gray.

After the fusion of the six treasures of the underworld, the power of the emperor of Chi Ming was countless times stronger than that at the beginning, and the light of destruction was surrounded by terrible flames.

The old man in grey quickly dived down, and the light mass became ten meters in an instant.

Two devastating terrorist attacks collided with each other, and suddenly the world trembled and destroyed. The attack of the Red Emperor of the Ming Dynasty was resisted by the light group, and the victory or defeat could not be divided for a time.

However, the old man in gray changed his proud face gradually, and finally became ugly.

"Hum."

With a dull hum, the light regiment was destroyed by the power of the medium-grade congenital artifact of the red Ming emperor. The power of destruction went straight to the old man in gray clothes. Watching the red Ming emperor destroy his light regiment, the old man in gray clothes showed a trace of shock on his face.

He did not expect that the attack of a young man in the later stage of the hypocrisy realm could break his attack, which was beyond the scope of imagination. However, at the moment of breaking the light group, the old man in grey had a mysterious bullet in his finger and a magnificent force pressed against the light of the Red Emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

The light of the Chi Ming emperor obviously paused for a moment. Under this meal, the old man in grey turned back and flew out. Although the light of the Chi Ming emperor did not fall on him, the impact of destruction threw him out and shook his mind.

"Whoosh."

"Roar."

At this time, the multicolored holy dragon took advantage of the fact that the old man in gray clothes was pushed back, and could no longer take into account the attack of the four powerful men at the peak of the false god realm. With a roar, he mercilessly bombarded the old man in gray clothes.

Because she is connected with Li Lingtian, she knows that Li Lingtian wants to kill four false gods first.

Only she can restrain the old man in gray clothes. Li Lingtian has a chance to kill four strong people in the false god realm. Now Li Lingtian has been injured. If he delays so much, they will fall here.

The strength and power of the multicolored holy dragon is not as powerful as the old man in grey, but with Li Lingtian and her experience, the realm of the multicolored holy dragon is almost the same as that of the old man in grey.

As long as the realm is almost the same, you can almost contain your opponent.

Now, Li Lingtian and the old man in grey clothes are not a matter of strength, but a great gap in realm. The great gap in realm can not be made up by treasures and supernatural powers. The higher the realm, the higher the cultivation, the greater the gap between the two.

Even the treasures and supernatural powers against the sky can not make up for the gap in realm.

The gap between Wu Ling and Wu Ling is not big. The gap between Wu Ling and Wu Wang is much larger than that between Wu Zhe and Wu Wang. The more you go to the back, the greater the gap between realm and realm.

Li Lingtian's cultivation at the peak of the later stage of the false god realm can kill the king, but he has no power to fight back in front of the old man.

It's even more terrible than the last time Wushen realm met the false god realm.

"Boom."

"Boom."

For a time, the terrible claws of the colorful holy dragon played a destructive attack and constantly bombarded the old man in gray.

Although the old man in grey clothes was pushed back by Li Lingtian's light of the Red Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, his cultivation strength was too terrible. It was a delusion to hurt him. Li Lingtian was completely like a mole ant and a giant dragon in front of him. He couldn't even bite.

Facing the destruction attack of the colorful holy dragon, the old man in gray also has the upper hand.

However, the multicolored holy dragon attacked desperately. It was not so easy for the old man in gray to get rid of the multicolored holy dragon. Gradually, many scars appeared on the multicolored holy dragon, and the injury became more and more serious.

"Pluto ring - Pluto blade!"

Li Lingtian didn't dare to neglect when he saw the colorful holy dragon attacking the old man in gray.

When the magic power of heaven's silence and emptiness was exerted, the body shape was strange and disappeared. When it reappeared, the whole person had appeared over the top of the four false gods.

Just when the figure appeared, the Pluto blade broke out in the Dragon treasure of the underworld.

Suddenly, the Pluto blade attack like a rainstorm bombarded the four strong men who were at the peak of the false god realm. The four strong men were equivalent to the existence of the king level, even stronger than the ordinary king.

It is impossible to escape without killing the four kings.

The power of the Pluto blade is earth shaking, and the rainstorm like Pluto blade is a disaster.

"Tyrant dragon nine turn divine formula - eight turn!"

The four kings roared, and the destructive defense and terrorist attack greeted the attack of the Pluto blade. At the same time, his face showed a look of horror. I didn't expect Li Lingtian to make such a terrible attack.

"Ka!"

"Wow."

"Hiss, hiss, hiss!"

“……”

In the air, there was a constant explosion, and the space was torn and burst.

Li Lingtian's current attacks are all main attacks. The attacks he displays are devastating and will not affect himself or bite him back.

"Mingshen ring - colorful spirit mountain!"

In terms of cultivation, he can't compare with the old man in grey, but in the face of the strong in the realm of hypocrisy, he doesn't have the slightest fear, or even doesn't pay attention to it at all.

To say the realm of cultivation, he dare not say anything in the Shenwu mainland.

But when it comes to the speed of magic power, in the Shenwu mainland, he said that second, absolutely no one dares to say first.

His mind is quick and his magic power is instant.

In the Qi of yin and hell, after the ghost King blade is displayed, the colorful spirit mountain is also displayed.

The attack of the Pluto blade is sharp, vicious and domineering, and even the air is turned into nothingness. A Pluto blade can kill the powerful people at the peak of the hypocrisy realm. Moreover, after the integration of the six treasures, the power of the Pluto blade is countless times stronger than that at the beginning. In addition, the Pluto blade is like a rainstorm, and no number of powerful people can catch it.

Now, the multicolored spirit mountain is displayed. The attack of the multicolored spirit mountain is hegemonic. With the supreme spirit pressure and hundreds of millions of kilograms of power, it directly presses down on the strong at the four king levels.

"Ah."

"Ah."

"Ah!"

Three huge colorful spirit mountains fell down hard.

The four kings can't cope with the endless Pluto blades. It's destruction to meet three huge colorful spirit mountains.

The scream sounded, and the spirit of destruction pounded down three of them.

The three people wanted to fly out from under the Lingshan mountain, which was a dream, because the pressure and speed of the Lingshan mountain didn't give them the slightest chance. They only dragged the Lingshan mountain with both hands and wanted to hold the Lingshan mountain.

However, after the three holy mountains have reached the most powerful power, each holy mountain has tens of millions of kilograms. With the power of congenital artifacts, they can hold it.

Without the slightest suspense, the three spirit mountains severely pressed the three people to bombard the ground.

"Boom!"

With a startling explosion, the dust on the ground rose into the sky, and was immediately submerged by the dust within a thousand miles.

"Pooh."

Just when Li Lingtian showed the three spirit mountains, another king level strong man exuded a mysterious halo, which temporarily blocked countless Pluto blades.

The Pluto blade can't hurt the king level strongman. The strongman will return his mobile phone.

The strong man waved with one hand and the space was torn. In an instant, a subtle brilliance bombarded Li Lingtian. The speed was faster than Li Lingtian's imagination. Even if he controlled the silence of the sky, he had no chance to escape the brilliance.

Guanghui severely bombarded Li Lingtian. When Guanghui approached Li Lingtian, it exploded.

The power of terror and destruction made Li Lingtian spit out blood. With his defense and physique, he almost disappeared in front of the explosion.

"The glow of the blood moon, destruction!"

Li Lingtian was shocked and even afraid. Just now, the power of this brilliance was too terrible. If it weren't for his real dragon body protection and several anti sky physique, he would have disappeared.

He did not dare to face such an attack. If he did it again, he would have no chance to survive.

Regardless of the destruction of the injury, the blood moon shine out.

Suddenly, a blood red light pressed the strong man towards the peak of the false god realm in the air. Where the blood red light passed, the space trembled, and the attack of the Pluto blade disappeared.

Within ten thousand miles between heaven and earth, they were crushed by the power of the blood moon.

In the twinkling of an eye, the brilliance of the blood moon has fallen in front of the rest of the top of the false god realm. The gifted magic power of the blood moon is also the super magic power of the dark god. The power is unimaginable. Even if Li Lingtian cultivates the bleeding moon, he doesn't know how powerful the blood moon is.

"Poof!"

"Hiss!"

In front of the blood moon, the peak of the false god realm was full. The strong man's face was full of fear and despair, and his whole body could not move.

When the glow of the blood moon pressed on the body, the false god realm was full, and the strong man spewed out his blood. The body was directly turned into fragments by the glow of the blood moon, and finally disappeared.

"Take it!"

Li Lingtian's mouth was stained with blood, and his divine sense moved. The colorful spirit mountain turned into light and shadow and shot at him. In an instant, the colorful spirit mountain disappeared and had returned to the Ming God ring.

The three hypocrites below are full of strong people. They have long been crushed to ashes under the three colorful spirit mountains.

From Li Lingtian's exertion of the Red Emperor of the Ming Dynasty to the exertion of the blood moon's brilliance, the dark king's blade and the colorful spirit mountain are displayed. The whole process seems to have taken a long time, but the real time is only a few seconds.

In a few seconds, the peaks of the four false gods were full, and the strong disappeared. It was equivalent to the existence of the king level, so it fell.

However, even if he killed the four kings, he didn't stop at all. He looked at the colorful holy dragon and the old man in gray.

Seeing that the injury on the multicolored holy dragon has reached its limit, it can't support it at all. Li Lingtian felt a tear like Teng head in his heart. If he were any other monster, he wouldn't be like this, but now it's different. The colorful holy dragon is Xiaobai, but he exists like his own sister. Even in his heart, Xiaobai has to kiss his sister, and they depend on each other for life and death. Seeing such a situation, he naturally feels very sad. At the same time, his anger rises to the sky. When the body was about to fly towards the colorful holy dragon, the look on his face changed greatly. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.