Fengshenzhi, I didn't want to fall in love with Nuwa

Chapter 510 Zishou: If you have the ability, target me, Yuan

"Zhu Xian Sword Formation!"

The golden thread in Zishou's eyes flickered, and the eight congenital swords in his lung orifices turned into an intermediate Zhuxian sword formation, and the sword shadows all over the sky flickered in an instant, with sword intent!

In the first systematic records of the intermediate Zhuxian Sword Formation, its power can kill quasi-sages.

But under the urging of the second-rank Hunyuan cultivation base, the power is definitely far more than that!

The face of the gluttonous monarch showed shock and anger, and countless demonic energy gushed out from his body to form a barrier, resisting the Zhuxian sword formation with all his strength.

"Ping ping pong pong!"

As if the colored glaze had been broken, the space in front of him turned into pieces of inches under the destruction of the sword qi. The demonic qi on the Gluttonous Monarch was directly scattered by the sword qi, followed by streams of blood gushing out!

The Gluttonous Sovereign screamed and stepped back seven or eight steps. The whole mountain was so shaken that it almost collapsed.

The Gluttonous Monarch was covered in blood, and the bones were visible from the wound. However, the second-rank Hunyuan was after all a second-rank Hunyuan, and it was difficult for an intermediate Zhuxian Sword Formation to kill him.

Tyrant Lord advocated sucking in his mouth, directly urging the law of devouring, and the terrifying suction directly sucked countless flying stones in this world!

Fairy Yunxiao, Madonna of Fire Spirit, and Jiang Qian couldn't resist at all, and flew directly into his mouth!

Zi Shou jumped out, showing three heads and eight arms. The three hands grabbed Yun Xiao, Huo Ling, and Jiang Qian respectively, and shouted: "Town!"

Grabbing with his right hand, he immediately threw the Chaos Clock out, and trapped the three of them under the Chaos Clock!

The chaotic clock has its own law. Under the protection of the chaotic clock, Fairy Yunxiao, Our Lady of Fire Spirit, and Jiang Qian are finally not sucked away!

The eyes of the Gluttonous Monarch shone with ferocity, and his bloody mouth seemed to be enough to swallow the sky. At the same time, a voice came from his stomach: "Who are you? Why do you have this sword array?"

Zishou stood on both feet, but under the terrifying devouring power of the gluttonous monarch, he actually moved towards him step by step!

"We are all rank-two Hunyuan. Although the cultivation level of the gluttonous monarch is one step higher than mine, the magic weapon is enough to even out the distance."

Zishou stretched out his finger and shouted, "The sword array appears!"

Eight long swords suddenly appeared around the gluttonous monarch, turning into a sword formation and slashing at him!

However, the gluttonous monarch stretched out his hands, and the demonic energy turned into a barrier, which actually resisted the Zhuxian sword formation.

"Dare to break into my underground, I will swallow you!" The eyes of the gluttonous monarch flashed fiercely, and the power of devouring in his mouth became even more violent!

"Could it be that my devouring law can't swallow a Hunyuan!"

The Chaos Clock buzzed, and cracks like spider silk began to appear on it!

Zishou's body slowly moved towards the Gluttonous Monarch, and suddenly, the real energy in his body flowed out of the pores crazily!

Zishou's eyes widened!

Horror written all over his face!

This gluttonous monarch can even devour true essence!

It is also a second-rank Hunyuan, but the Devouring Law of the Gluttonous Monarch can snatch other people's real yuan out of thin air.

"After I swallowed you, I went to find the Demon Lord, and the Taoist sect actually invaded hell. This time, hell will definitely come to this world!"

The Gluttonous Monarch sneered and exerted his strength again, and the law of devouring was activated to the extreme!

The Eight Xiantian Swords stopped in the air, humming and trembling!

The cracks on the Chaos Clock were densely packed, and it sounded like howling.

If this continues, the Chaos Clock will definitely be sucked to pieces by the Gluttonous Monarch!

And Zishou also moved five or six feet towards the gluttonous monarch.

A stern look flashed in Zishou's eyes: "Suck, I'll suck this for you!"

He directly mobilized the glazed will-o'-the-wisp in his body, and it spurted out from his mouth!

The glazed ghost fire has now turned into bright black, and there are strands of power to destroy the world on it, but it is obtained from the black lotus that destroys the world!

Although the last time when refining two twelfth-grade Mieshi black lotuses, both of them were refined by Nuwa, a large amount of Mieshihuo remained in the sub-receptor and was swallowed by the glazed ghost fire.

The glazed will-o'-the-wisp that devoured Mieshihuo's temperature was already uncomparable!Usually, a small wisp can easily kill the quasi-sage peak.

Today's Liuli will be more accurate, it should be called Mieshi willo's fire!

At the same time that Zishou spewed out the world-killing ghost fire, in the belly of the gluttonous monarch, following Fei Zhong's command, all the powerhouses of the demon sect simultaneously transported the real fire of samadhi to burn some dry clothes.

As the clothes were burned, a large puff of poisonous smoke shot up.

If it was normal, let alone Li Siyou and others fanning the flames in the gluttonous monarch's stomach, even if he ate hot pot, the gluttonous monarch could extinguish it with a sip of water.

However, at this moment, the gluttonous monarch is trying his best to fight against Zishou, how can he have the time to deal with the ants in his stomach?

A mouthful of poisonous smoke suddenly choked up, and the Gluttonous Sovereign's throat was so itchy that he coughed violently.

Ordinary strongmen fight, a little negligence will lead to a big defeat, not to mention the fighting between the second turn Hunyuan!

With this cough, the true essence was stagnated, and the power of the devouring law was slightly weakened. At the same time, Zishou mobilized the world-destroying ghost fire and poured directly into the mouth of the gluttonous monarch!

The gluttonous monarch's eyes widened, his face was filled with horror and bewilderment, and he shouted, "Emperor..."

As soon as he spoke, black will-o'-the-wisps gushed out from his eyes, mouth, nose, and ears!

"God-killing spear!"

Zi Shou stretched out his hand to grab it, and the god-killing gun was directly nailed into the gluttonous monarch's heart. The terrifying murderous aura instantly destroyed all the vitality of the gluttonous monarch!

At the same time, the Qinglian Sword swung out and chopped Gluttony's head off!

The will-o'-the-wisp instantly burned the gluttonous monarch's head into a skull!

"boom!"

Hell quake!

The devilish energy surged in the air, and there was a sound of mourning and joy.

Countless demons from hell fell to their knees, trembling.

As one of the eight great monarchs of hell, the gluttonous monarch fell, and hell actually resounded with mourning!

"There is no primordial spirit, and there is no soul?" Zi Shou frowned. Could it be that the devil in hell can't cultivate the primordial spirit like a practitioner?

If you change to Hunyuan in the prehistoric world, even if you kill him, you will still have the Yuanshen to escape.

But the gluttonous monarch is very obvious, and he doesn't even have a soul.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the dark clouds gathered in the sky and slowly turned into a huge skull!

The skull exudes a terrifying aura that is far above Zishou, which is frightening!

"What courage! Who killed the gluttonous monarch in hell!" An angry voice suddenly sounded from the skull.

Zishou held the god-killing gun, looked up at the skull, and said, "It's me! Are you Duma, the lord of hell?"

The skull said angrily: "Who are you! Tell me your name!"

Zishou said: "Huh! Why don't you dare? I don't change my surname and my name, that's true for Yuan Hong! Duma, if you have the ability, come and kill me, Mr. Yuan! You can do it yourself or send other monarchs. It’s okay to come, just come up with the cursed Lingbao! If you can’t kill me, Yuan, you’re a son of a bitch!”

"Okay, okay, okay! Yuan Hong, right? I remember you." The skull smiled angrily, and the skull transformed by the black smoke gradually dissipated!

Zishou has no expression on his face, and there is no wave in his heart. You remember Yuan Hong, what does it matter to my son?