"Mortal, do you want to attain enlightenment?"

The solemn voice sounded again, and Zhou Xuanji could not find where he came from and frowned.

This voice reminded him of Xuanyuan Zhou.

His tone was indifferent, but it exuded a sacred majesty. Even he couldn't help but feel awe.

Compared to Xuanyuan Zhou, this sound is more like the sky.

Maybe he is God.

"Mortal, do you want to attain enlightenment?"

This was the third time I asked, and Zhou Xuanji said in a deep voice: "I want to!"

He jumped into the Qiyun Emperor River, not to be here to play!

boom!

A bolt suddenly rang in Zhou Xuanji's mind, and then a huge stream of memory poured into his mind.

His whole body trembled, causing the Qiyun Emperor River to surge violently.

People outside did not notice the abnormality of the Qiyun Emperor River, and they thought it was caused by Yang Lu's attack.

At this moment, the strong men of the world are besieging Yang Lu.

Tens of millions of monks surrounded the twenty-nine heavenly guards, and various magic came out one after another, killing the heavenly guards from all directions. Explosions came one after another, wind swayed the remaining clouds, and the earth shook.

This war covers the sky and the earth, which is very spectacular.

The Tianwei's cultivation level was strong, and dozens of people died tragically within every second, and the bodies fell like heavy rain.

Blood flowed along the wall of the pit to the bottom of the pit, and blood flowed into a river became the most realistic description at the moment.

Emperor Taizong of Chiwei lost his care and fell to the ground, almost falling to death.

He lay at the bottom of the pit and turned his head to look at Qiyun Dihe.

He suddenly realized something was wrong with the Qiyun Emperor River.

This fluctuation lasts for a long time, as if something is about to rush out of the Emperor of Qiyun River.

"Can't it..."

His heart beat faster and his eyes showed expectation.

At this time.

Xian Xianghua appeared next to the Qiyun Emperor River. She stood alone and her purple skirt fluttered in the wind. She looked up at the invincible Yang Lu, frowned slightly.

Bai Hao was sincere and Feng Kulei came to the edge of the huge pit, and they stood in the crooked woods watching the battle.

Feng Kule swallowed his saliva, and tens of millions of monks besieged dozens of people. This was the first time he saw this scene.

"This group of dogs is so majestic."

Bai Hao hugged his arms with both hands and snorted coldly, his words full of disdain.

Thinking back then, no matter how many Tianwei was, he would die when he faced him.

He did not take action immediately, he was waiting for Yan Lingzun.

Yang Lu waved his axes, and the flames dispersed, like a sea of ​​fire sweeping across all directions, instantly burning six Mahayana cultivators to death.

His flames are extraordinary and the body of a mortal cannot withstand them.

He shook his body and came to Emperor Jiang Wu and raised his axe to slash.

In an instant, Emperor Jiang Wu felt a fatal danger and subconsciously turned his body, but his right arm was still cut off.

"Your reaction is very fast, but unfortunately, you still have to die!"

Yang Lu smiled contemptuously and turned around and kicked through Emperor Jiang Wu's chest, shaking his body into the sky.

Too strong!

The third in the world has no power to fight back in front of him!

The other great human races were all frightened by the terror of seeing it.

How can they defeat Yang Lu like this?

Looking at the surrounding battlefields, other guards were like tigers entering a flock of sheep, unscrupulous and violently massacred.

If this trend continues, the human coalition will undoubtedly be defeated.

And everyone will die!

Boom-

The thunder cloud suddenly gathered suddenly, Yang Lu raised his right arm, and countless lightnings fell on his battle axe, as if they were entangled with many giant dragons, struggling wildly, scaring everyone around him to retreat.

A terrifying pressure raged across the world, and even the other people who fought stopped.

The guards showed panic on their faces and quickly moved away from Yang Lu.

Their performance made the horde even more panic.

An uneasy, despair, and fear spread.

Yang Lu had a ferocious face. Under the illumination of lightning, he was like an evil demon who destroyed the world, extremely terrifying.

"Does mortals want to see the true power of God? When I fall my axe, all of you will die."

He laughed wildly, the dark clouds pressed over, and he turned the world into purgatory.

When the monks heard this, they all retreated.

Even Li Yinyu, Xi Tan Changshi and others dared not approach him anymore.

"hateful……"

Emperor Yang Xin gritted his teeth, and Yang Lu's strength made him angry and scared.

He felt desperate.

Facing the upper realm, mortals are really powerless to resist?

"Hahaha! Death! Everyone goes to hell and continue to be afraid!"

Yang Lu laughed wildly, and after his words came to his mind, he swung his axe down.

The thunder of the world suddenly fell and hit the ground, causing the entire sky to shine by lightning, and everyone's figures were submerged by lightning, as if they were wiped out by the power of heaven.

"Walk!"

Bai Hao quickly escaped with the wind, joy and joy.

...

The Emperor of Qiyun Hanoi.

Zhou Xuanji is in a mysterious and mysterious state, and he cannot perceive everything outside.

Even though the Qiyun Emperor River was rippling violently, he was not affected.

a long time.

He slowly opened his eyes, and a purple Tai Chi diagram appeared in each of his pupils, which was strange and mysterious.

He frowned and a terrifying wave burst into his heart.

The way of heaven told him the way to prove the emperor.

He needs to defeat ten powerful people who are qualified to be an emperor. If he defeats ten, he can successfully prove the emperor, but the more quasi-emperors he defeats, the stronger he will be.

But today, how many quasi-emperors are there?

Emperor Yang counts one.

Does Yan Lingzun belong to the upper realm?

Bai Hao's true intention has already proved the emperor, so he can definitely count it.

But even so, he couldn't get a dozen!

He was angry and felt that he was being fooled by the way of heaven.

"Fairy Aunt!"

At this moment, a scream of grief and anger came from above, which shocked Zhou Xuanji to look up suddenly.

He instantly heard the owner of the voice.

Zhou Xiaoxuan!

...

Thunder clouds rolled, causing the world to fall into darkness. Countless corpses lie in huge pits over a hundred miles. Even the ruins on the edge were corpses, with broken limbs and heads everywhere.

Yang Lu was surrounded by thunder and lightning, like a god of thunder, overlooking the earth.

Twenty-nine Heavenly Guards gathered around him, all with contemptuous smiles on their faces.

Following their eyes, Xian Xianghua half-kneeled beside the Emperor of Qiyun River. She was covered in blood, her hair was messy, her purple skirt was charred, and her veil was gone. Her beautiful and cold face was murderous.

She stared at Yang Lu and others, except for anger, hatred, murderous intent, and fearlessness or despair.

In the distance, the old man from the thief cliff grabbed Zhou Xiaoxuan's arm, making it impossible for her to break free.

Jiang Xue, Lin Changge, Ning Zifeng, Xiao Jinghong and others led hundreds of thousands of disciples of the Emperor's Sword Court to fight the sword in the Kong, and they quickly surrounded thirty heavenly guards.

They were in a heavy mood, and wherever they looked, they were all miserable corpses, and the strong smell of blood was so pungent.

"Oh, another group of desperate crawlers came."

Yang Lu sneered, his tone was cold, and he didn't take Emperor Jianting seriously at all.

He looked down at Xian Xianghua, his lips curled up, and said with a rebellious smile: "Bitch, I think you are so pretty, why not be my pet. As long as you are my dog, I will let you live."

The other guards burst into laughter, like the demons in hell.
Chapter completed!