Chapter 3299

"Eight kings?"

Xiao Yi felt the eight strong momentum of terror, and her face was hard to see the extreme.

He made a lot of preparations, but he never expected that there would be eight emperors there.

Over there, there are so many powerful forces.

Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom

There are eight roars again.

Long Yanqi, with all kinds of light in the eight ways, roared to him.

The eight heavenly kings' joint fatal strike, who can live in this world?

"When you win? Give me a start Xiao Yibang has a drink.

In the sea of the soul of heaven and earth, one after another materialized.

As long as the iceberg Fire Sea is not exhausted, it can support the soul sea of heaven and earth.

As long as the soul sea of heaven and earth still exists, these martial spirits can be condensed and materialized again.

A head of fierce beast, again out of thin air.

Such a vast desolate land, once again emerged a sea of fire, a piece of ice and snow.

Holy moon emperor eyebrows cold frown, "pure moon."

Wow

A ray of pure moon, sweeping.

"Pure moon." Suddenly, a crisp cold drink.

It is also a light of the pure moon, sweeping from behind Xiaoyi, then crossing Xiaoyi, and facing the light of the pure moon ahead.

Hum

The two rays of pure moon collide for a moment, and the two are deadlocked.

Whoosh Yi Yi flashed to Xiao Yi's side, her face was cold, "retreat."

Hold according to the palm.

The light of the net moon, which attacked from afar, is rapidly disappearing.

"Well?" The emperor of the holy moon flashed by a startled look, "under the net moon crown?"

Roar

Roar

Roar

Roar

A row of four different thundering beasts roar.

It belongs to the emperor of ancient Yuan Dynasty. It is easily blocked by the extremely cold emperor crab.

The Long Yan with the misty vigorous wind dissipated under the extinction of qingjiao beast.

Before the Liuhe dragon's inflammation, the huge ice dragon's wings spread and blocked it.

The Golden Dragon flame was frozen before the ancient ice dragon.

Clang Clang

In the air, two swords suddenly ring, and two figures come in an instant, steadily blocking in front of Xiao Yi.

The Dragon flame in the hands of the supreme emperor is like a dragon burning sword spirit.

"Nine sky sword, Ning." Jiuxiao sword in the hand of jiuxiao sword leaps to the front and instantly melts the nine sword shadows.

The nine giant swords are like nine vast clouds, which can hold back the flame dragon sword.

"Hui." Lin Ye suddenly drinks a sound, the cold Yan sword white awn burst out in his hand, which becomes a sword barrier.

This is his strongest defense means, the body of the sword emperor.

No black emperor thundered to the Dragon flame, suffused with a majestic white awn, the Dragon Yan flashed, more like a white meteor.

Roar

The white meteor suddenly turns into a flaming dragon in front of Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi's figure moves in an instant.

A punch, a heavy blow.

Fist out of an instant, two wind and fire dragon winding rampant, will be the white light meteor devour.

Eight heavenly kings, eight all-out strike, almost at the same time.

Now, Xiao Yi is not damaged at all.

However, compared with the previous start of the war alone, one man to fight the four emperors; now, there are three more figures around.

Yes, the Lord of the eight halls, who has always been invincible, needs help at last.

But, don't forget, this is the siege of the eight heavenly kings.

Don't forget that the Lord of the eight halls is just a young man who has lived for decades.

And this one emperor, already did not know how long the existence of this piece of heaven and earth in the years.

It was just at this time.

A furious cold drink came, "what are you doing? Do you dare to help the remaining evils of the evil gate? "

"King of heaven, you have no superior sword school, and you can't make a thief?"

That's the voice of Lord Qiongyu.

"Presumptuous." On the sky, a solemn cold drink.

The leader of Qiongyu was standing on the far wall, but he staggered, and then his blood was rolling.

"Ancestor..." The Lord Qiongyu looked at the misty emperor in horror.

What he had just done to him was not the supreme emperor, but the misty one.

"When is it your turn to arrange for each emperor?"

Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh

A burst of top eight masters who had returned to the city wall once again jumped to the eight heavenly kings and bowed down.

"King." Shengjun and yuezun wusheng took the lead in speaking and looked at the holy moon emperor.

"Xiao Yi, the leader of the eight halls, is just to protect my saint yuezong's daughter. She has a bad relationship with the emperor of the ancient Yuan Dynasty and fought against him."Yue Zun Wu Sheng Lian said, "yes, Yiyi saint is the hope of our holy moon sect, but before the emperor of the ancient Yuan Dynasty, he has to be ruthless."

The emperor of the ancient Yuan Dynasty frowned and looked at the emperor of the moon

The emperor of the holy moon waved his hand and stopped saying, "the emperor of the ancient Yuan Dynasty acted, and this emperor knew that there must be a reason."

"King." Yue Zun's face changed.

The holy moon emperor's face was majestic and indifferent, looking at the two people, "how about this Yiyi saint, this emperor won't take care of it."

"The matter of heaven and earth has nothing to do with the mainland, so Tianyuan and Dijing will never do anything, including changing the sky."

"Take this Saint back to the holy moon."

"As for the remaining evils of the devil gate." The emperor of the holy moon's eyes, suddenly looked at Xiao Yi, "today must be cleared."

The eyes full of killing intention attack Xiao Yi.

At the same time, a more icy, more murderous vision, attacked the holy moon emperor.

"If you want to kill childe, it depends on your ability." My eyes are cold.

"Your holy moon power, listen to me."

The emperor of the holy moon narrowed his eyes, "both together with the remaining evils of the demon gate, it will be clear today."

The emperor and the martial saint of yuezun suddenly changed their faces, "emperor, Yiyi is the hope of our holy moon sect."

The emperor of the holy moon shook his head coldly, "the holy moon sect can have no hope, but this continent can not be deprived of vitality."

"The remaining evils of the demons must be eliminated."

On one side, the supreme emperor frowned and looked at jiuxiao sword king, "jiuxiao, why stop this emperor?"

"Do you want to help the devil gate

Nine Xiao sword gentleman did not have many words, and to cold cold nod, "good."

Lord Qiongyu said nothing, but sneered.

The supreme emperor's eyebrows showed a flash of anger, "jiuxiao, this emperor knows that you are for your master's business and hostile to heaven and earth."

"Can, all this, is your master first make a big noise in the heaven and earth, first entangle with the ancient Yuan emperor."

"Now, your master is only trapped under the East Sea, and he is punishing and admonishing severely."

"I promise you, after thousands of years, I will release it in person."

"Thousands of years?" Jiuxiao sword King's body trembled, "Shizu, Shizun is your only grandson."

The king of jiuxiao sword was no longer called Tianjun, but "Shizu".

The indifferent face of the supreme heavenly king did not slow down. It was as firm as the heart of a sword, and the indifferent heart of the sword could hardly be shaken.

"Everything in heaven and earth has its own rules of circulation."

"The existence of heaven and earth is to protect the majesty of heaven from being disturbed."

"From the moment when the heavenly king entered the heaven source and earth realm and became the emperor, he was no longer a person of the supreme sword sect, and he would no longer deal with the affairs of the supreme sword sect."

"Even if he is the only grandson of the heavenly king, if he disobeys the will of heaven and touches the rules of heaven and earth, he will die."

"There is a king of heaven and a forefather of eight schools. Has he ever interfered in the affairs of his family for countless years?"

Wu Shangtian Jun finished his speech, and his tone finally slowed down a little bit, "crazy son, go back."

"Go back to the ancestral home for meditation. After thousands of years, your master and apprentice will be reunited."

Clang Hum

The jiuxiao sword clangs in an instant, and the meaning of the sword is even greater than before.

Nine Xiao sword gentleman's face is no longer half respectful, only remaining cold and fierce, "thousands of years?"

"King of heaven, you may not be a master, but your grandson."

"But this sword king, as a disciple, should not even let the master suffer more than half a day in the cold sea."

"If the Lord Xiaoyi can save my master for me, I will protect him."

"Today, who wants to kill Xiaoyi hall leader, kill me jiuxiao first."

"Whoever is against the master of Xiaoyi hall is the enemy of jiuxiao and Wushang Jianzong, who will never die!"

Clang Boom

On the king of jiuxiao sword, a sword burst out.

In this moment, the breath of jiuxiao sword king is Qi Ping Tian Jun!

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