Chapter 979

Sheng 12, with his holy sword in his hand, fiercely cleaved. The opportunity of killing was rippling and his holy power was released. His blade was like an axe to open the sky, which was unstoppable.

The Dragon Emperor's huge dragon eyes were staring at the fallen sword, and there was a trace of reluctance and anger in his pupil beads.

But in this critical moment, a sword suddenly flew, like a whirlwind hit the holy sword.

However, in the face of Sheng 12's powerful blow, this sword Qi has no effect at all and can only slow down.

However, with this trace of stagnation, it is enough!

At the moment when the holy sword is about to split the Dragon Emperor, the vast sword power that covers the sky and the sun is released from the back of the holy twelve. It is like an open mouth, which is swallowed by the twelve pilgrims.

It's white night!

If the Dragon Emperor can't kill himself, even if he chooses to attack himself.

"Hum!"

With a sneer, Sheng Shier retreated with his sword and exposed the huge body of the Dragon Emperor on the terrible dead dragon sword.

The Dragon Emperor can't move. The holy twelve can't hide the dead Dragon Sword spirit, but the Dragon Emperor can't hide!

He has foreseen that the Dragon Emperor will be baptized by the dead dragon sword!

Isn't it more ironic for the emperor to die than for the white sword?

However.

Just when he thought that the terrible sword spirit of the white night could cut off the Dragon Emperor in an instant, the terrible sword spirit suddenly disappeared without a trace, and all the destruction and killing opportunities disappeared.

Saint twelve Leng, suddenly, he seems to think of something, a face of shock and anger.

"That blow just now... Is a magic?" He kept saying.

"Not bad!"

White night light road, carry sword pilgrimage pillar to chop.

Once a column is broken again, the Dragon Emperor can struggle even more.

Saint twelve is unbelievable.

The terrorist attack of besieging Wei to save Zhao at night was an illusion created by him with illusions! He's sure he'll take action to avoid it! So came such a hand, encircle Wei to save Zhao! make a gesture of attacking!!

"Stupid

The figure in the door couldn't help cursing.

Saint twelve was furious. He had never been humiliated like this! Immediately, he rushed to the white night with the holy sword.

"Asshole! Asshole!!! I swear to kill you

With a shrill roar, the holy sword rolled out a thousand Zhang sword awn, split the earth, and cut it into the white night.

But the white night was unafraid. He dodged the blade and continued to chop the light column.

He doesn't sit in front of St. 12 at the moment, he only attacks the beam of light.

Now, in the semi holy state of the white night, how amazing the speed and power, coupled with the universal body, only relying on the twelve saints, it is extremely difficult to kill him.

Damn it!

Saint twelve was full of anger, and he was almost angry. His eyes twinkled and he fixed his eyes on the giant dragon emperor. He rushed to kill him.

But at this moment, the white night had already been on guard. Before people approached, the white night turned into a meteor, and the sharp sword slashed fiercely. This move of dead dragon's sword was solid, which instantly shattered the void on the twelve sides of the saint, and the ripples of destruction pounded on his chest.

Saint 12 suffered a great loss again, his chest heaved and his mouth overflowed with blood.

Not an opponent?

"This son sacrificed the spirit of heaven, only half holy realm, but what is surprising is that his holy power and the purity of emperor Qi are even more terrible than saints... 12! There must be something special about him! Or the spirit of heaven! Or magic weapon! With the dead dragon sword, it's hard for you to defeat him! " Growled the man inside the door.

This is the secret of the white night.

The spirit of the present white night sacrifice is not the ordinary one, but the spirit of nine ten Heaven and one dead dragon!

After the integration of these ten Heavenly spirits, their power is incomparable. If they sacrifice again, they can only provide a semi holy state for the white night, but they can provide him with the strength to pursue the saints!

He was awe inspiring in his heart and his eyes were frozen. He did not dare to be careless any more. He murmured, his chest was white, his fingers moved, and he even urged several holy sayings. If he had been careless before, now he has begun to do his best.

The holy formula of terror instantly blows to Qin Feng and spreads in the air, rippling in the void. At the same time, Saint 12 himself also launched the offensive again. He did not rush to the Dragon Emperor, but turned and ran towards the white night.

But when the man approached the white night, a flash of light flashed on his body. In the light, a figure rushed out and attacked the Dragon Emperor.

Split up?

Not good!

White night's face suddenly changed, and immediately turned to kill, intending to intercept the sub body, but the terrible formula and the other part of Saint 12 were already approaching.

In a hurry, the white night can only shake the holy formula, ignore the saint twelve's body, and quickly back to the Dragon Emperor.

But because of his ignorance, the holy sword of Saint 12 directly fell on his back.

Pooh!

A bloodstain appeared, and the fresh blood splashed into the air.

"Well?"Saint 12 was stunned. According to the law, even if the sage ate this knife, he would be cut in two on the spot. How could this person just leave a bloodstain?

Is his body harder than a saint?

White night near the Dragon Emperor, a sword to split, the terrible sword spirit swallowed up the body.

But the next second, Saint 12 has the action again!

as like as two peas, the white light flickered more frequently at the moment. Every movement was a breath of the same horror, and twelve flashes were seen, and twelve breathtaking holy twelve appeared before the white night.

These... Are real saints! It's not a fake used by ordinary soul people to confuse people. Each one of them has the destructive power of Saint level. The only difference is that the reserve of holy power flowing on them is forcibly divided into 12 strands...

"this time, how can you prevent it?"

The twelve saints sneered and drank again. Even he was killed by the Dragon Emperor of Qi Dynasty, all around the southeast and northwest. The killing machine is like a big net, which covers the Dragon Emperor and the white night!

Unless the white night can also be separated, and must be a saint level means, otherwise it is impossible to resist this round of attack.

However, sacrificing the spirit of heaven can only give him strength, but not means! Most of his current soul skills are just emperor's scriptures!

The emperor's Sutra can suddenly attract the head and blood of the nine souls strong, but facing the holy formula... The emperor's Sutra is obviously not enough to see.

"Boy! Leave me alone, you go first

Faced with this kind of scene, the Dragon Emperor was helpless and could only shout.

Saint twelve, this is not only to kill the Dragon Emperor, but also to force the white night! As long as the white night dares to enter the Dragon Emperor, he will certainly not be able to withstand the attack of the holy twelve, and he will be seriously injured!

This is Saint twelve's kill two birds with one stone!

Whatever decisions are made by day night, Saint 12 will be the winner.

But...

just at this critical moment, the white night suddenly opened its eyes and roared fiercely.

"Town

In a flash, a vast and mysterious force fell from the sky!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang...

all of those holy twelve who rushed to the dead dragon suddenly burst out of thin air.

"What?"

Sheng 121 was stunned. Before he could react, he suddenly fell a terrible force of repression on himself. People fell down in a roar and fell heavily on the ground. Even the void was twisted and deformed by the force of suppression.

"Is this... The power of truth?"

Saint 12 tried to get up and roared in pain.

"The power of the word of terror is not divided into the power of truth." The man in the door said coldly, his eyes twinkled.

Seeing this, the Dragon Emperor finally breathed a sigh of relief!

"Hateful

With the roar of the holy twelve, people were crazy. They tried their best to stand up and the ground trembled wildly. The whole continent of the outer holy state collapsed. Especially in the place where the holy war broke out, there was no complete land. The water of the sea of evil rolled over and rippled under their feet.

Sheng 121 clenched his teeth and drank a lot. The sea water on both sides instantly rippled and turned into two water dragons, hitting the white night.

The white night was towering and motionless, and the whole people still did not spare any effort to suppress it.

But the sea water hit him, actually had no effect.

"Universal respect for the body?" The Dragon Emperor's eyes brightened.

"Old man, come out quickly, I can't hold on to it!" Said the white night, biting his teeth and panting.

"Hold on! I can use my dragon power to shatter those pillars of light and break away from this array

The Dragon Emperor roared, and the dragon power was powerful for several points.

Around those columns of light are all shaking, are a tottering appearance.

The face of the figure behind the empty door changed rapidly. Looking at this scene, the look was particularly ugly.

"Saint twelve, you rubbish! I was beaten like this by a middle emperor! No wonder you can't control the land of nine souls

The man behind the door let out a cold hum and suddenly moved.

Then he saw the gate trembling and the surrounding void was rippling, and a vast and boundless holy power was swinging towards this side.

White night pupil slightly rises, the person has not responded, then is hit by this force body, the person suddenly flies out.

St. 12, please suppress it, and go crazy.

But instead of pursuing the white night immediately, he turned his head and gazed at the empty gate.

"Are you coming?"

"If we don't come to this situation, the Dragon Emperor will break free! Then the situation will only be more troublesome. " The figure behind the door sank.

"So... What about the state of Lysander?"

"I can't care so much now! Cut off these shackles and help me come here That man drinks.

"Good!" Saint twelve immediately rushed to the door, picked up his sword and slashed at the void around the door.Seeing this, the emperor of the dragon was shocked.

"Boy, stop him!! Come on

The white night's expression is condensed tightly, a gnash of teeth rushes toward that.

But... It's too late.

With the movement of the holy twelve, the void surrounding the void gate is cut apart, and the whole gate seems to break free from the void.

And the man seemed to be no longer hindered and stepped directly across the gate.

Pooh!

When he stepped out of the moment, close to the white night instantly spit out a mouthful of blood, people were shocked in the air.

Just breath, white night can not bear...

the comer... Is not an ordinary saint!

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