People are in the wild, swallowing three thousand heavens

Chapter 245 Rahu's successor
For the first time, a solemn expression appeared in the eyes of the black shadow, and a destructive aura erupted from his body.

With a sweeping sweep of the God-killing Spear, the four magic weapons were simultaneously shocked.

The aftermath of the powerful energy shook, the blood river formation was completely broken, the laws were disturbed, and countless innocent creatures died tragically.

But the four treasures came at the same time.

In the end, this black shadow couldn't bear the terrifying coercion, and exploded directly.

In the Three Realms, countless great powers opened their eyes and stared at this place.

Even Haotian, Kunpeng, Zulong and Buddhist masters who are fighting are no exception.

The treasure of the Demon Ancestor, the five quasi-sages.

No matter which one, it is enough to shock the prehistoric things.

No matter who owns the twelfth-rank World-Mietering Black Lotus and the God-killing Spear, they can increase their combat power by at least [-]%.

In an unknowable place in the Three Realms, a pair of eyes suddenly opened.

It's hard to describe these eyes, domineering and deep, like an invincible black hole.

Sensing Yaoyue's side, with a big wave of his hand, he traveled hundreds of millions of miles to the Blood River formation.

Holding the god-killing spear, stepping on the twelfth-rank world-destroying black lotus.

Seeing his arrival, many Asuras looked puzzled and did not know why, but several big Luos knelt down and saluted one after another: "See World Honored One."

However, just half-kneeling down, before he could even get up, the four heavenly wills descended on him, and the four Da Luo's whole body laws violently resisted, but they were broken instantly like a fly shaking a tree.

The man in black was furious, and shot out a god-killing spear in his hand. The shadow of the spear pierced through, shattered the void, and stabbed at a phantom.

At the same time, a will of the emperor's way of supremacy rises, and a holy sword of the emperor's way is slashed out, depicting the sun, moon and stars on the one hand, and depicting mountains, rivers and vegetation on the other, the will of heaven and earth, the supremacy of the human way, and the slash of the god-killing spear, shaking the void Broken, law riots.

Mingjiao couldn't bear this terrifying energy fluctuation, and his body was directly destroyed, leaving only a remnant soul to escape. I don't know how many years it will take to recover.

But Da Brahma and other big Luos were directly turned into fly ash, and their souls were scattered, and they didn't even escape their souls.

"My lord, Fuxi!"

A roar came from the sea of ​​blood, and in the western sky, a huge ferocious bloody face transformed, covering the sky and covering the sun, and an astonishing murderous aura that could shock the three realms filled the air. In the eighteenth floor of hell, thousands of ghosts scream and the pain is unbearable.

Countless monks who sensed the world instinctively felt oppressed and panicked at this moment, as if the doomsday was coming and the world would be overthrown.

Wearing a blood-red robe, two ancient fierce swords that slayed immortals and gods pierced the sky, and the two sword marks were like scars in the sky.

On the human side, except for Zhou Kao, everyone under Da Luo trembled and found it difficult to move, like ants and reptiles under the overturning of Mount Tai, looking up, with fear in their eyes.

Is this the quasi-sage?

Laojun's pair of detached eyes, which were always as plain as water and too forgetful, showed a rare murderous look. With a wave of his crutch, a Tai Chi yin and yang diagram was shot out, covering half of the sky, and shattered the sword marks.

"Great!"

Styx was furious. Although the Shura clan has a long history, they are not as lucky as the human race. For countless tens of thousands of years, the Da Luo that has been cultivated is only the number of two palms. The Naraku was defeated before, and now Da Brahma will die again. It is enough to hurt the Shura clan.

At this point, Patriarch Minghe's body was full of violent killing laws, and he had never come like Da Fantian and others with phantom shadows of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, but he seemed to be a sea of ​​blood. It is not shameful for the big to bully the small, to attack the juniors, or to sneak attack!"

"You are doing something against my sect, you are just asking for eternal sleep, and I will give it to you today." Laojun looked at Patriarch Styx with an indifferent expression, as if he was not talking with Patriarch Styx, a giant in the three realms, but just the same insignificant The pawn speaks.

"It's me who moved your door. If you have the ability, come with me. If not, I will kill your clone first, and then compete with your real self." Heiying snorted coldly, and the god-killing spear came , The magic power is overwhelming, and all things wither because of it, and all the way, even the avenue of law, is destroyed.

Haotian, Kunpeng and other great powers used different means to watch, and they were all surprised when they saw this.

The quasi-sage is consummated, and the power of killing the gods.

This gun, when it comes to power, is better than all of them.

Once upon a time in the Three Realms, such a character appeared!

When did Styx get acquainted with him?
Haotian's pupils narrowed, and there was a quasi-sage in the sea of ​​blood, which he had never known before!

Old man Minghe, how dare you hide it from me.

If caught off guard, even if the queen mother used a plain cloud flag, it would not be able to stop the killing gun.

Laojun pointed a finger, and a 33-story pagoda rose above his head, bursting with mysterious and yellow aura, and the light of the avenue illuminated the sky.

"A tortoise with a shy head can defend itself." The man in black sneered.

"Heir of Rahu?" Laojun looked at the man in black, his expression turned flat, the saint did nothing, even though he was furious, this moment was enough for him to recover, and it was not worth it to be angry with the dead.

"My seat, Mara. Remember this seat's name. In the future, you will resent this name, but there is nothing you can do about it." Mo Luo stood with his hands behind his back, stepping on the twelfth-grade world-destroying black lotus, holding the god-killing gun in his hand, Like an abyss, unfathomable and elusive.

"Are you worthy?"

The old gentleman questioned lightly, a crutch fell, the might of the sky was mighty, and the rhyme of Tai Chi descended.

Mo Luo didn't change his face, and the magic light of the twelve-rank black lotus under his feet flickered, as if there were millions of demon heads roaring, and a small pitch-black tower flew out from above his head, simple and heavy, and at a glance, it seemed that even the light would be swallowed It absorbs and has nine layers in total. Once sacrificed, the surrounding space solidifies.

Laojun's flat crutch hit it with all his strength, but it didn't budge.

"Nine Demon Pagoda." The old gentleman said lightly about the origin of this treasure.

"Yes, you are very knowledgeable. How are you going to kill me?" Mo Luo laughed loudly.

Seeing this, Zhou Kao looked worried. I don't know where this Mo Luo came from, but his cultivation level was comparable to that of Styx. With such a cultivation base, coupled with the murderous God-killing Spear and defense Wushuang's twelfth-grade black lotus is already invincible among quasi-sages, and with the addition of a nine-magic pagoda, the master is just an incarnation after all, and the Taiji diagram is not an attacking treasure like the Pangu Banner. But if it is said to kill Moluo, it is extremely difficult, so I am afraid that I will be humiliated.

"Then you will watch."

The old gentleman stepped forward with one step, there was no smoke and fire, he seemed to be in harmony with the Tao, and there was no vision of covering the sky and the sun at every turn, just like an eighty-year-old man making a move, even holding a crutch with his hand trembling , seems uncertain.

It just fell into the eyes of these quasi-sages, but it was extremely terrifying.

Cultivating immortals and Taoism, until Da Luofang knew what it was, and the quasi-sage stepped out of his own way.

After arriving at Daluo, when you move your hands again, you will no longer be like the Taiyi realm, where your spiritual power leaks and energy storms travel thousands of miles, but you will keep all the laws in your body and never let them out.

But if you don't let it out, you are Da Luo and Zhunsheng after all. How can you do this, like a mortal, with all the power gathered in one place?

There was also a hint of fear in Mo Luo's eyes, this old thing can be sanctified, but it's not all because of eating his father's inheritance.

(End of this chapter)