Chapter 1916 Sword Bone

In the surging water of Forgetful River, a "mountain" with a deep blue to nearly black flesh wall was poked out, which was high and could not be seen, covering the sky and the sun.

The "big mountain" has spots on the walls, and a patch is as big as half the size of the Middle Yuan Realm. The folds between the skin and flesh are as deep as a trench under the sea.

The "big mountains" are attached to huge crusts, algae, and corals. They are all creatures under the deep sea, and are so insignificant than the behemoth itself.

But for human body size, it's too big!

It is as big as the eight masters before it, and it is no different from the real sea, even the power of the Holy Emperor, the power of the Void Ancestor, and even the power of the Ancestor God...

With such a huge size, it is inevitable that people will doubt that it can really cause any harm?

The "mountain" does not seem to come out of the water of Forgetful River.

If the Forgetful River water that crosses the heaven and earth as the curtain, the "big mountains" seem to emerge from a different dimension.

And it was as melodious as Kun chants, and it was knocked out quickly. The whole picture was still missing. It took a long time to reveal the "little half" of the head.

"Is this... Kunpeng?!"

The cultivators of the five realms almost fell into phobia together.

The key is that many people glanced at the giant thing half a year ago, and it was seven points similar to the Kunpeng who was named the Saint Emperor in the South Mid and climbed the ladder of the heaven.

"The pressure of the Holy Emperor, the shape of Kunpeng..."

"This, he is not the Kunpeng God Envoy, Yu Lao, Yu Kunpeng!"

The huge phantom that rushed into the ladder and went straight to the secret realm of the Holy Emperor left an indelible impression on too many people.

After that, there was no news.

Now that it appears again, it appears in the form of the Holy Emperor's ghost puppet under the sword of Huazu's Soul Control.

Doesn’t this mean that after climbing to the ladder, the Kunpeng Divine Envoy was slashed under the sword by Hua Changdeng, and even his soul was held and enslaved?

Half a year ago, Hua Changdeng was just the Holy Emperor...

The end of the Holy Emperor’s defeat of the Holy Emperor is so desolate?

Trench—

As the five realms were shocked, the Kun roar that cleansed people's hearts suddenly broke into a roar, and suddenly burst into the upper and lower spaces, almost overturning the entire ghost and Buddha realm.

"ah!"

Suddenly, the man was overturned and screamed in pain.

Mountain torrents everywhere are roaring, and the earth is shaking.

The eight masters standing in front of the huge Kun beast were just deterred. How could the frontal impact of the Holy Emperor Kunpeng’s body be resisted by the human body?

Once he retreated, he had to calm down his dream Qianqiu. He had not yet made any other moves. Under the tearing of the sound wave variation, his body roared away on the spot.

In half of the space, the muscles were torn, the eyeballs were cracked, and the surface of the immortal sword body was instantly revealed countless cracks.

"puff!"

Blood sprinkled all over the sky.

The broken sword thoughts, mixed with various disordered energy, escaped from the cracked skin.

The eight masters knew the state and fell to the bottom.

The Kun beast hasn't stopped attacking yet!

When it poked out the entire huge beast's head from the curtain of the Forgetful River, hard feathers quickly climbed out from the "mountain wall", and large swords that were as huge as large swords that could cut off the land and break the sea.

The strong wind swept up from the mat and pushed the sky straight into the sky.

The curtain of Forgetful River is broken, and the great roc spreads its wings.

When the black and golden wings were swept up above the ghost Buddha world, the mountains, stones, trees, people rooted in the earth...

Insignificant moment, it was thrown into the air.

The world seems to be in chaos, and only "disaster" is left in the visual image.

People scattered all over the Ghost Buddha Realm are messy in the air, with broken limbs and broken bodies everywhere, and blood stained the snow river.

The pictures of each family's apricot masters are completely lost control. Even the owners of each family's apricot masters are unable to protect themselves. Why do they continue to preach?

If someone looks from the highest sky in the southern region, they can see the black shadow of the great roc that covers the central region, spreading its wings from the ghost and Buddha realm to sway to the nine heavens.

When the great roc goes out to sea, the storm blew is no less than the tornado of the world-destroying by the Qingfeng Tianjie, and even directly acts on the entire central world.

"Kunpeng..."

Eight masters of Annatural recognition of who this figure was.

Although Kunpeng is the ghost puppet under the soul control technique, his power is still greater.

It not only perfectly preserves the body and combat power of the Holy Emperor in the High Realm under normal conditions, but also has almost the level of virtual ancestor transformation when exerting force.

Obviously, it was also long-term refined by Huachang Ding, and it was given the powerful and pure power of the God of Death, which was connected with its spiritual meaning, like an arm to use its fingers.

This strongest ghost puppet, Hua Changdeng, has definitely prepared a lot in advance!

Even the Holy Emperor Kunpeng killed Shangwurao's secret realm, and the impact on each family, as well as the distribution of spoils after the war, are second.

The Kunpeng body, the puppet refined, is the rarest treasure.

The puppet body that can be compared with it under normal circumstances is probably the only one left behind when Hua Changdeng was named a god and became an ancestor!

"Eight Zun An, I have given you a chance."

In the great dream, Hua Changdeng has achieved perfect results by attacking instead of defending.

Kunpeng, refined as the Lord of Fengdu, has long replaced the former generals of Fengdu of the Ghost Ancestor and has become the strongest ghost puppet of the new generation.

Otherwise, He would not have to, nor would he dare to let all the generals under the command of the Ghost Ancestor go to die one by one in a simple and crude way of removing the power of the God of Death.

Now that Kunpeng attacks, he caught off guard, is enough to cause killing damage to the eight masters of body, spirit and mind, at least in the body and spirit of the three realms.

Of course, the Eight Masters can return to defense.

He should also have the strength to survive under the power of Kunpeng, protect his body, and have a few points of spiritual power.

But once he retreats, his mind becomes more focused, and his dream will be broken for thousands of years.

The mysterious sword that opened the sword, Ruo was broken, even if the Eight Zun An protected himself, would there be a chance to turn around next?

"No chance!"

"If you don't go in heaven, you will come to the hell without any door..."

Hua Changlantern releases Kunpeng, which means he will kill him. If he receives a sneak attack, he will never be able to get the second sword of the eight masters.

This time, Hua Zu was already angry.

He wants the eight masters to die without a place to bury them.

"My order: Kunpeng kills!"

...

The storm swept across the sky, pushing the clouds up.

With the command of Hua Changlan, Kun spread its wings and Peng gathered its claws.

The Kunpeng's natural bloodline technique is activated, and in the great world, it condenses into a vertical and dazzling mystery formation diagram.

At this moment, the sky and the earth lost its brightness.

The holy thoughts of the outsider were swept away, leaving only the claws of the big roc. The terrifying energy golden ball that was extremely powerful and terrifying.

The claws of the great roc crossed and tore it.

The golden ball exploded and shot out a beam of Kunpeng's killing golden light, and rushed towards the Eight Zun An without saying anything.

"Xiao Ba..."

Not only the slaves in the Moon Palace were heartbroken, but anyone with a discerning eye could see the embarrassment of Bazun An at this moment.

The black chicken stretched its neck and was fully focused.

Even the state of Yu Zhiwen is difficult to pay more attention to it. He is full of heart and eyes, and only the eight masters are left. You can imagine which one is more important.

"Do you have to take action?"

...

"No!!"

The alien starry sky in the cracks in the time realm is even more crazy than the Holy Slave's own people. It is the second ancestor of Medicine and the Demon.

Hua Changdeng is crazy.

He completely derailed from his plan and was only focused on himself.

The Eight Masters knew that this pig had not yet been raised to the fattest level. The light he should have bloomed had not yet bloomed. He had not even been named a god and a ancestor, and had united the Tao.

Being killed at this time is not even called "being taken away", but should be considered a mortality.
To be continued...