Chapter 1478: Chaos! (1/2)
Li Yao turned his head and glared fiercely, and saw a cultivator who was shivering and shivering with cold, staring blankly at the long sword in his hand, as if he couldn't believe that the sword light was inspired by himself, and he was pitiful. Looking at Li Yao, he completely lost his square inch.
Li Yao couldn't wait to kick this guy who had not succeeded enough to fall to the ground, but it was too late!
Brother Gui Qin was already in a state of nervous tension and would explode at any time. This sword light seemed to detonate a gunpowder barrel, and all the Brother Gui Qin screamed and rushed forward!
For a time, the shadows of the knives and swords crossed, palm thunder and stumps and broken arms flew together, explosions and screams one after another, the blood just splattered out, it froze in the air into strange-shaped red bouquets, and then fell to the ground. Smash it to pieces and turn into a ball of crystal clear blood!
Li Yao couldn't stop the cultivators on both sides from fighting together.
What's more, the battlefield in front of him is far more than the battlefield in front of him.
After avoiding the explosion of several palm thunders inlaid with fragments of wolf-toothed beast bones, Li Yao's ears were buzzing, and his eyes were all white.
When I was dizzy, I found that the signs used to guide the direction were blown to pieces, and I couldn't identify where the camp was!
Li Yao screamed in his heart, lowered his head and flashed a whistling scimitar, kicked the monk Ghost Qin who was viciously rushing up several tens of meters away, kicked his legs hard, and the whole person rose into the air, green and yingying. Wraith-like psychic wings suddenly spewed out from behind, but they shrank by almost half in the extremely cold environment!
Li Yaoqiang endured the biting cold, squeezed the cells frantically, and spewed extreme psychic energy. He flew higher and higher, and the whole body continued to condense layers of frost, and under the agitation of the psychic energy, it shattered and annihilated, and a large ice wave ”his” under his feet. The sound of ”his” stretched out icicles like ghost claws towards him. After all, he couldn't catch up with him. He flew up to an altitude of nearly a thousand meters, and his head emerged from the sea of ice and fog. !
Li Yao was trying to use his eyesight to find the direction of the camp. Not far away, a big head appeared in another piece of ice fog.
This monarch has a dry monkey face, but he has a hardened beard and angry fury, and they are all red in full swing, giving people an unreasonable taste.
His eyes are covered with bloodshot eyes, but the bloodshot eyes are not spreading around radioactively, but spiraling round and round, as if they are turning continuously, making it easy to fall into his aura.
When Li Yao discovered this person, this person also instantly sensed the existence of Li Yao, his blood-colored eyes rotated faster, he grinned, and revealed his golden teeth: ”Master Lingjiu?”
Li Yao's pupils suddenly shrank.
This person's appearance is so peculiar that he is the only one in the entire ancient sage world, without a semicolon, Li Yao has seen his portrait long ago.
”Huntian King?”
It is the legendary leader of the Huntian Army who has the immortal body of the Drought Mandrill, who has ravaged the northwest for decades, and has been exterminated countless times, and can make a comeback. One of the four evils, the Huntian King Qi Changsheng!
Qi Changsheng laughed, his neck suddenly shrank, and he returned to the ice mist, disappearing without a trace!
Li Yao’s hair stood up, giving rise to a warning sign that was stronger than when the Ice Fiend Demon Tide struck. ”Chichichichichi” dozens of fine hair needles came out, dragging dozens of bundles. The monocrystalline mica filaments are woven into a sharp protective net all over the body!
As soon as the monocrystalline mica filaments were interlaced, an orange-red flame claw came out from the depths of the ice fog, and slammed it at Li Yao’s dantian area. It happened to hit on the monocrystalline mica filaments, as if it had been cast. The net was almost not cut in half!
There was a low roar from the depths of the ice mist, the flame claws suddenly disappeared, and the Huntian King Qi Changsheng slowly emerged from the ice mist!
At this moment, he is different from just now. The original dry skin has turned into a nearly translucent orange-red, and there are also dark purple chappeds. His hair and beard are more like a hot flame. It seems to be made of magma!
According to legend, there are thousands of miles of red land, wildfires, and severe droughts everywhere.
Although it is an exaggeration and exaggeration, Huntianwang's ”Drought Mandrill Immortal Body” obviously possesses some kind of ability to control fire.
Maybe it's because the way his cell mitochondria works is very different from ordinary people!
Just now, Qi Changsheng wanted to sneak into the ice mist to attack Li Yao, but he was stealing the chicken and not eroding the rice. His right hand was almost cut in half by the monocrystalline mica wire, leaving a shocking wound.
However, what flows from the wound is not blood, but some kind of magma-like viscous substance, which is like a powerful adhesive, binding the wound together at a speed visible to the naked eye, blinking, even half of it. No scars were left.
The so-called ”immortality” is presented in such a strange way!
Qi Changsheng squeezed a seal with his right hand, and the Qiankun Ring flashed brilliance randomly. A handle more than two meters long, a sword made of Tianhe red copper slowly emerged.
His expression was extremely solemn, his spiral blood eyes stared at Li Yao, and he said every word: ”Master Lingjiu, you and I have no grudges in the past, and I have no grudges recently. It seems that there is no reason to meet each other when you come up ...”
Before he finished his words, Qi Changsheng once again turned into an orange streamer, with a slashing saber in a small way, he even shook his head and smashed his head at Li Yao!