God King of Myriad Realms

Chapter 122 [Unrivaled elegance, evil spirits come to the body]

The strong fight against each other, and the momentum bears the brunt!

The momentum is invisible, but it can deter thousands of troops and hundreds of millions of ghosts and gods!

Ling Changsheng, dressed in white over the snow, with the same demeanor, is plain and unremarkable. Wherever he stands, he already has the aura of a heavenly emperor who sweeps the world and rules the world.

Don't talk about ordinary monks in the Spirit Profound Realm, even those who are strong in the Spirit Fairy Realm, would be shattered and shivering in front of this "Heavenly Emperor's Spirit" that is looming and crushing the eternal blue sky.

However, Princess Yaoxue, who has a beautiful face and a dignified appearance, is not an exaggeration compared to the Nine Heavens Xuannv. She did not respond to the aura of the Heavenly Emperor at all. She blinked her beautiful eyes and said: "Longevity, your The momentum is scary."

"Uh... you are teasing me." Ling Changsheng's face trembled: "Come on, I'm going to fuck!"

"Okay."

Princess Yaoxue was indifferent and quiet, she was completely motionless, her black and blue hair was occasionally curled up, which just added a bit of stunning charm.

"Primeval Dragon Elephant Art!"

A loud shout shook the sky.

Behind Ling Changsheng, the power of [-] primordial dragon elephants rose together, roaring harshly, and pounding their horses.

With eyes like torches, Princess Yaoxue activated her vermilion lips, and said, "Changsheng, the power of your three thousand dragons gives me the feeling that it is stronger than the power of six thousand dragons condensed by the Ninth Heaven powerhouse in the Immortal Realm. Destructive, eccentric...."

"Then you can be serious, okay? Don't be so light-hearted."

Ling Changsheng sighed, and pointed vainly, the power of three thousand primordial dragon elephants, mighty and mighty, invaded.

The realm of cultivation is maintained at the ninth level of the Lingxuan Realm, which is no different from Ling Changsheng.

Then, Yaoxue Gong took the initiative, with his slender hand, stretched out a blow, which seemed ordinary, but actually aroused a ray of obscure and unpredictable ancient evil spirit that trembled with gods and demons!
Even if Ling Changsheng noticed the taboo and terrifying immemorial evil spirit, his heart beat faster.

Crash.

Without any suspense, the power of the three thousand primordial dragon elephants fell apart and disappeared into ashes, leaving no debris left.

"The first move~" Princess Yaoxue smiled like a flower.

"Haha." In front of the palace, the little girl frowned happily, and shouted: "Sister Yaoxue is amazing! She's even better than the little prince!"

"You... You fool, didn't you say I'm the best before?"

With heavy eyes, Ling Changsheng thought to himself: "The power of three thousand primordial dragon elephants can severely damage the Ninth Heaven of the Spiritual Wonderland, but it can't hurt a single hair of Yaoxue."

"In other words, Yaoxue's level of combat power is beyond my imagination, and she must be ruthless!"

hum!hum!
The bloody aura lingered for nine days.

The ancient magic weapon, demon-slaying and weeping blood, appeared in his hand.

Holding this crystal-clear monster sword that seemed to be flowing with a pool of blood, Ling Changsheng brewed up the momentum of his whole body, and slashed out with a swift and piercing sword: "The first form of the Heavenly Emperor's Sword Art, the Heavenly Emperor's sword drawing technique!"

Walking rocks and flying sand, the sky is dark and the ground is dark.

A flash in the pan, the magnificent Heavenly Emperor's sword light cut through the void like a rainbow.

Under Princess Yaoxue's eyes, there was a splendor, but the movement was still the same as before, with a palm strike, there was such a ray of ancient evil spirit in the dark, swallowing the sky and covering the sun, shocking Canggu.

Click.

The Heavenly Emperor's sword light withered with the wind.

"The second form of the Heavenly Emperor's Sword Art, the Heavenly Emperor cuts the sky!" This sword is more powerful than the Heavenly Emperor's sword drawing technique, if not inferior.

In addition, Ling Changsheng angrily opened "The Eye of Burning Sun!"

The most powerful, supreme and holy eyes of the Burning Sun illuminated the heaven and earth, and the "Fire of the Eyes of the Burning Sun" inspired by it crossed space and distance, and fell directly on Princess Yaoxue's graceful body.

"Oh." The little girl exclaimed: "Little prince...you are too bullying, how can you use fire...to burn elder sister Yaoxue."

"If I don't try my best, how can I realize the power of the "Prime Ancient Fiend"?"

Ling Changsheng ignored the little girl and cursed inwardly.

"Changsheng, you burned me with fire, I'm angry!" The long hair in the silver hairpin was scattered and fluttering. Faint evil spirit!
The scorching and bright eyes of the burning sun were quickly extinguished under the indescribable, taboo and terrifying ancient evil spirit.

Then, in the hands of Princess Yaoxue, a golden long sword inlaid with mysterious runes emerged, and with a light wave, the golden sword light derived from the evil spirit stopped the "Emperor of Heaven Slashing the Sky".

Boom!

Boom!

The storm raged, claws and teeth opened, and the surrounding flowers and plants were destroyed a lot.

The ground made of marble also burst into many hideous cracks.

Ling Changsheng fixed his eyes on it.

Dressed in a long dress, Princess Yaoxue, who is peerless and peerless in appearance, has a shocking dark aura covering her beautiful cheeks.

Her bright and bright jade eyes were also replaced by a piercing evil spirit, and she transformed from a goddess into a female devil, and she was surprisingly similar to the little girl who launched the power.

"Sister Yaoxue is angry." The little girl pursed her lips and said, "Little prince, please apologize quickly, otherwise sister Yaoxue will beat you like a pig's head."

"Heh, heh."

"It was agreed that there would be a limit of ten moves, and it took only a few moves. Why did Xiao Wang apologize?"

Ling Changsheng shrugged his shoulders, secretly thinking that the Heavenly Emperor Sword Art, or other things, could not defeat Yaoxue, only the Space Martial Soul.

With this in mind, Ling Changsheng put away "Slaying Demons and Weeping Blood", and activated the supreme first-rank space martial spirit.

Mysterious, ancient, and immortal space energy permeates and lingers outside the slender body, reflecting the youth, stalwart and mysterious!
"Huh?" Princess Yaoxue, her beautiful eyes rippling with evil spirits: "Are you the power of the Martial Soul?"

It was rumored in the outside world that Ling Changsheng awakened the most useless first-grade martial spirit during the sacrificial ceremony, but she never thought that Ling Changsheng would awaken such an ordinary martial spirit, and there must be some misunderstanding and entanglement during the process.

Feeling the power of the spatial martial soul at this moment, Princess Yaoxue only felt a little indescribably threatening. Anyway, Ling Changsheng's awakened one was definitely not a first-grade waste martial soul.

"Spatial crack."

Without saying a word, Ling Changsheng grasped with five fingers, as if to open the cracks in the invisible void in front of him.

Immediately, a mysterious space crack over one meter in length was born out of the sky.

"Yes..." Princess Yaoxue couldn't be sure, her delicate body trembled, and she stepped back for a distance, the spiritual energy in her body was poured into the golden long sword without reservation, including the ancient evil spirit that ghosts and gods were weeping.

Boom!

The golden sword light carrying the ancient evil spirit was sharp and peerless, hitting the space crack.

The two attacks devour each other, wear them down, and finally both perish and disappear into nothingness.

"The second way, the third way." Ling Changsheng burst into flames, sending out two space cracks.

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(End of this chapter)