The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 738 Kill chickens and dogs!
Chapter 738 Kill chickens and dogs!
The nine-star king is the pinnacle king!
The top-level fire spirit is an existence that can incinerate nine-star kings.

Ziluoqing Youhuo is a fusion of two top-level fire spirits. If they are all used to attack, it is comparable to the strongest blow of a quasi-imperial powerhouse. However, Ling Hantian's own cultivation is too weak to withstand such a powerful energy output , it is necessary to separate part of the source to activate the guardian function of the little blue tree.

Therefore, Ling Hantian can only use at most two-thirds of the origin of the flames, and this two-thirds of the origin of the purple fire, combined with the heaven-defying combat skills, the heavenly will of the four phenomena of the flames and the wind gods, Reached the attack power of quasi-emperor level.

Facing the powerful blow of flames and storms, Director Pu and the man in gray took a step forward, and the two joined hands to prop up a sky, the majesty of the king was terrified, and the surging power of law gushed out.

"Sorrowful Brahma Mahamudra!"

The law power of these two people was intertwined, and unexpectedly they also displayed the joint attack technique, and the big hands of the law like a millstone were condensed and printed.

"boom!"

Terrifying energy attacks collided together in an instant, endless energy collided, bright shock waves overflowed, and hit the defensive mask in the inner courtyard, rippling azure blue ripples.

Manager Pu and Hui Ying teamed up, like the right arm of the virtuous king, blocking Ling Hantian's angry blow.

"Jie Jie, Ling Hantian, is this your strongest blow?"

Manager Pu's face showed a mocking look. Although he only had the cultivation level of a nine-star king, he teamed up with Hui Ying to perform a joint attack, but he forcibly withstood Ling Hantian's attack.

"Ling Hantian, this king thought you were capable, but it turned out to be nothing more than that, and you dared to flatten my palace of the virtuous king. I really don't know where your confidence comes from."

The virtuous king stood with his hands behind his back, his royal robe fluttering, his blood was like an abyss, disdain appeared on his majestic face, relying on the power of foreign objects, no matter how strong it was, it was still limited after all, his two guards were enough to kill Ling Hantian, There is no need for him to make another move.

Hearing this, Ling Hantian laughed wildly, "I, Ling Hantian, fight for family affection, fight for siblings, and are not afraid of death."

"Then go to die!"

With a wave of the Xian Wang's hand, Director Pu and Hui Ying, one left and one right, rushed towards Ling Hantian at the same time.

Facing the two people who came for slaughter, Ling Hantian's face was ferocious, and his cold eyes glowed fiercely. Two-thirds of the source of the flames was urged out, and the vortex of wind and the lotus of fire condensed in an instant. , and then merged together.

At this moment, Ling Hantian stood in the void, palms together up and down, and placed in front of his chest, the extremely compressed flames and storms boiled and roared in his palms.

"What kind of evildoer is this? I thought the blow just now was his limit, but at this moment, in his palm, the terrifying energy fluctuation is too terrifying."

"This son has completely subverted common sense. It is hard to imagine how he, who is in the Nirvana state, can drive such a powerful energy."

Everyone felt the horror of Ling Hantian's blow, Director Pu and Huiying, their faces were solemn, they didn't dare to be careless, and the laws in their bodies were activated to the extreme.

Manager Pu's body began to swell, like a giant in ancient times, and he shouted, "The Great Handprint of Sadness!"

"Hit together!"

Ling Hantian roared violently, and with a fierce push with both hands, the extreme flames and storm swept towards Director Pu like a tide.

But, at this moment, Ling Hantian felt a chill run down his back, and a chill rose from his heart.

"It's Gray Shadow!"

Ling Hantian was startled, the moment he attacked Manager Pu, the gray shadow suddenly disappeared into the void.

The two first induced themselves with a joint attack, Manager Park transformed himself and used the same move to confuse himself, while Gray Shadow launched a deadly sneak attack in an instant.

What a vicious calculation!

In a ten-millionth instant, a gray-white sword tip drilled out of the void, piercing Ling Hantian's vest.

"Jie Jie, boy, you are dead!"

Seeing the point of the sword poking out from behind Ling Hantian, Manager Pu's face showed a look of madness. He fought Ling Hantian alone with his injuries, just to create an opportunity for Huiying to kill him with one blow.

This move has been tried and tested repeatedly, and they have killed high-level powerhouses many times!
However, the next moment, Manager Park's face froze suddenly, and he shouted like thunder, "The Eye of Delusion!"

Manager Pu and Hui Ying thought they had tricked Ling Hantian, but unfortunately Ling Hantian had always opened the Eye of Delusion, and all the movement trajectories of the two were clearly and slowly presented in Ling Hantian's perception.

Ling Hantian did everything he could, and still brazenly attacked Manager Pu. Unfortunately, that seemingly terrifying attack was nothing more than a trick. Ling Hantian withdrew most of the source of the flames in a millionth of an instant.

The gray shadow was hidden in the void in an instant, and launched a sneak attack quickly, thinking that Ling Hantian didn't know, he would have thought that Ling Hantian was not afraid of his assassination at all, and was brewing a deadly counterattack waiting for him.

"die!"

Almost at the moment when the tip of the sword pierced through the void, a world-destroying flame surged out, burning the sky and the earth!
"what!"

The long sword was melted between the fingers, and then screams erupted in the void, and a human-shaped fireball fell from midair.

This is the source of the flames of the top fire spirit. Once it is contaminated, it cannot be extinguished at all. However, this gray shadow is worthy of being the nine-star king. Die, he is still struggling.

"Grey shadow!"

Manager Pu uttered an exclamation, King Xian was moved, and both of them tried to save Huiying.

However, how could Ling Hantian give them a chance, the reason why it is better to cut off one finger than to hurt their ten fingers, Ling Hantian is very clear.

"Floating Lightning Thunder Shadow! Runaway!"

With the sound of wind and thunder under his feet, Ling Hantian stretched out his flaming palm, and grabbed the gray shadow that fell to the ground like a dead dog. Then he turned his head and looked at Director Pu who was rushing towards him.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to be at a standstill, only the ashen shadow of the burning man screaming like a dead dog was still struggling.

"hiss!"

Outside Prince Xian's mansion, the onlookers looked at the figure standing proudly in the middle of the inner courtyard like a javelin, and all of them gasped, with unbelievable expressions in their eyes.

In the Nanhuang royal family, waves appeared on the face of Young Master Mu's heroic spirit, and the corners of the mouth of the old eunuch beside him could not help twitching. This gray shadow was an existence of the same level as him. At this moment, Ling Hantian was like a dead dog. Hold it in your hands, life and death are in an instant.

"Ling Hantian, let go of Gray Shadow!"

The King Xian came from the sky with his hands behind his back. The powerful oppression was like a mountain and abyss like a sea, like a raging wave, pervading the sky above the King Xian's mansion.

Hui Ying is the nine-star king, the right-hand man of King Xian, a powerful general, if he falls, it will be a major blow to King Xian's mansion.

"King Xian, when you squeezed my brother to death, did you ever imagine that this would happen?"

Ling Hantian with black hair danced wildly, looked at the Xian King, laughed wildly, and shook his big hand violently, causing endless flames to burst.

In an instant, a generation of pinnacle kings were burned to death in the flames, and then strangled by the storm to nothing left.

(End of this chapter)