Chapter 2073

"Look

"Is that the old king? He has black purple horns on his forehead

"My God! I know that this kind of horn feeds on human bones and cultivates Tianchan's magic skill for death. After 1000 years, the forehead turns black, and in another thousand years, black horns are born. If it turns purple, it will be 3000 years old. "

"No way! The old sage king boasts himself to be a Taoist expert. "

"Well, don't you see that? His disciples' eyes were scarlet and trembling. They were contributing to the old man's life and even his strength! What kind of virtuous person? Obviously, he is a devil in human skin. "

Many Kendo friars are very sensitive to breath. Since the old king gave birth to horns, we knew that he was not a good thing.

In a moment, the old holy King roared up to the sky, and his disciples howled one after another, and their bodies suddenly collapsed. All the power of blood came together. The ancestral spirit did not dissipate. Instead, he became a bloody evil ghost, waving his teeth and claws. He was ferocious and terrifying, and rushed out like crazy to open the way for the old holy king.

However, he was too close to the giant, and the strength of those mirror swordsmen was extremely strong.

When he wanted to leave, he couldn't get away from it. He wanted to look at the top ten swordsmen, but people didn't even look at him. He was cold-blooded and merciless. Before that, he was so ridiculous that he could not even be an old dog.

As Zhenyuan and the treasure at the bottom of the pressure box are exhausted, the old holy king is impatient.

Although he lived for a long time in the era of the heavens, with the ascent of the monk's life, he was fearless for hundreds of thousands of years. What he had to worry about was abnormal death.

He didn't want to die. He didn't really want to die.

What if you don't want to die?

There is only one last step to get to this stage. That is to expose the magic skill that you have practiced so hard, exchange strength at the cost of all disciples, seize the time to break out, go to the corner where the giant power is not terrible, lick the wound, and leave the crisis to other monks to resolve.

Therefore, the old sage king, with the help of the enemy's offensive or exerting his own magic skills, killed the elite disciples of his family in a short short period of time, which was not a small number.

When Zhou lie saw that the power of fate had been increased by 5000 points, he knew that the disciples of Lao Shengwang were extraordinary. If they left today, they might become great figures in the next few hundred years.

The power of fate often comes from "Qi Yun". This old miscellaneous Mao, who was backed by Taoism, formed a sword cultivation sect. His relationship with the strategists and Mohists was not ordinary, so his family was born with Qi.

"All of a sudden, I have 5000 more power of destiny. I don't know how much power of destiny can be provided by the death of laozamao? After all, he himself is the king level, and he should occupy more Qi in Taoism. I hope God can see Wang Nu work hard and send the head over. "

At present, Zhou lie is not worried that there will be a crisis that cannot be dealt with in his sword array, because it is like a ship sailing away from a huge Island, and it is more and more far away from the king of God.

Of course, maybe the sword array will return to its original position at some time. After all, the changes in the surrounding space and time are not real emptiness, but a sword array with wide coverage.

Zhou lie knows when to return.

He is very good at sticking to the needle. Ninety nine percent of the top ten swordsmen and the affiliated sword sect are immortal. If he does not force out some unique Assassin's mace, he will never encounter any danger.

As a demon king, the strongest ability is to preserve strength in a variety of dangerous environments. The fruits of years of training have already formed instinct.

At this time, the old king held up a sea of blood.

In this sea of blood, every drop of blood comes from his disciples. The ancestor spirits of all his disciples turn into blood spirits and open the way for him by suicide.

What a pain in his heart! It's not about the disciples, but about their own status and status. However, there is no way to survive.

Naturally, he knew that the exposure of magic skills would lead to a series of evil consequences, so he cursed everyone here to die. In that way, he would still be an old holy King respected by everyone. Maybe his status could be improved through this robbery.

Zhou lie looked from afar and saw a blood color curve on the top of the old man's head, which could not be seen by others. Only when he opened a pair of wise eyes could he see it.

At the moment, the blood line is like a dragon, falling into the dark abyss and struggling and climbing. It can be said that the strength is very strong. However, Zhou lie is more optimistic about the dark abyss. The great terror is coming, and the old man is finished.

"Hum!" God saw the king's hand.

With the recovery of time and the birth of the four royal families, he is going to kill people and build a powerful image of the giant clan to welcome back to that glorious era.

Terrans only need to exist in the external division of the giant clan. Don't try to cross the thunder pool and kill those powerful monks to form a deterrent. There is a target just in front of you.

"No..." It's like the giant arm of a mountain, and the speed is terrible.

What speed of light is faster than the speed of light is not enough to describe the frequency of such moves. It is the sonata of the road of time and space. It absolutely stands at the level of the road and destroys it. It immediately destroys the bloody ancestors and sends endless power to the head of the old king."Poof..."

Any defense means were not easy to use under such impact. After the huge light and shadow swept, the body of the old holy King disappeared with a slight sound, which shocked all the saints present except Zhou lie.

"Ah! In front of this 26 winged giant, the cultivation of the holy king is not as good as a fly. "

"No, this is the first time that a giant has really launched a move. If he lets go of his hands and feet, how many of us can block such a terrible attack?"

"It's terrible. Is this the real strength of the giants? How ridiculous were those giant kings compared with him in the past? Not even a three-year-old. "

"Terrans are in trouble. Such a giant alone can traverse all the world groups, causing headaches to all quarters."

"Now it seems that the Zhou family really had foresight, and tried to shrink back to keep most of its strength. Once this giant ran to the outside and ravaged, it would be impossible to stop the giant unless all schools of thought joined hands."

The audience was shocked, and the ten sword gates began to gather under great pressure. A total of 13 holy kings' banners were bright. They used powerful means to prepare for hundreds of years. They used thunder sword, five element sword and Qiankun sword to kill a large number of mirror swordsmen.

"Let's use tai19se deer." The seven kings of the first sect clenched their fists and ordered the release of 108 nine colored deer.

"These deer?" Zhou lie has just checked the number of destiny points formed by the fall of the old holy king, and he sees that the air number of taiyimen is shaking violently here.

"Psychic beast? So much? It's too much of a door! I'm afraid God will be surprised when he sees the king? " Zhou liegang had just harvested 13000 destiny points from the old holy king. In a flash, he couldn't pay attention to the harvest. He opened his eyes and looked at the heads of the nine colored deer and said, "sure enough!"

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