Chapter 756 (1/2)

The aftershock of the divine descending skill gradually dissipated, like an invisible big hand coming down, gently wiping between the heaven and earth paintings, making it suddenly missing a piece.

The lofty mountains, the stone steps built on the mountain, and the sharp stakes that have stood for many years after being soaked in blood Now all of this has disappeared and replaced by a huge pit, like a big bowl.

It is deeply buried in the earth, with an area beyond sight. The inner wall is extremely smooth, covered by the enamel after the terrible high temperature melting, which can clearly reflect the bright sky above the head.

All the gloom and clouds are dispelled by the impact of the divine descending skill on the roar. Maybe the sky at this moment is the brightest time since the birth of the secret world of the yellow spring.

The soft light falls on the huge skull of the ancient people. The clean jade like bone reflects the misty light, and contrasts with the Milky light halo between its mouth, nose and seven orifices.

There is a slight crack on the skull, but it has nothing to do with the divine surrender. It is the reverse bite that the ancient people suffered before they tried to reverse the three thousand whirlpools and find out the cause of their destruction. The strength of a single power, even if it is a hundred divine descending skills erupted at the same time, can not cause any damage to it.

At the same time, Qin Huan's ”stone statue” was intact. After all, he was ”dead” under the power left by the emperor Daojun, and the two people, the throne of Xiling and the son of Shengzi, were breathing a little. They did not doubt this life.

”Dormor, you have desecrated the will of the world left by the emperor Daojun. As the seat of Xiling God, I have deprived you of the title of son of God.” Ji xiangtian opens his mouth slowly, his face is calm and expressionless, his eyes are indifferent.

”And then?” Dorsomer smiled. ”He denied my identity, then put down and killed me to maintain the control of the JIS over Xiling.”

Ji xiangtian didn't speak any more. He stood up straight, his weak breath quickly dissipated and became strong and cold. The majestic pressure was released from his body, and the wisps of light appeared, turning into a big bright sword, holding it up and cutting it forward.

Dorsomer's hands were raised, and the dazzling light broke out. His whole life was like a big sun, which could not be looked at directly.

When the bright sword is cut, the bright outline of the sun suddenly sinks and the surface vibrates violently. It seems that it will collapse in the next moment.

Poof -

in the low dreary hum, a scarlet appears in the light of the sun, and then spreads out quickly, and the sun turns into a blood day in a twinkling of an eye.

Then, inch by inch, it broke to reveal the figure of duoermo. He was exposed on the outer skin surface, showing numerous small cracks. You can see the inner Yin red flesh, but no blood flowed out.

He coughed hard in his mouth, and a little blood spattered out. After being dyed, Dorr's white and gorgeous gown appeared. There was pain in his face, and there was some helplessness. Although he can master several kinds of divinities, such as the descending divinity, he has to pay more than the throne.

Ji xiangtian's face is gloomy after he continuously uses the skill of descending from the gods and the big sword of light. He looks like he has been old for decades, showing irrepressible fatigue. But there was no disturbance between his eyes, some just endless cold, and no half of the moriran kill.

Dormor must die!

”It's over.” Ji xiangtian raised his hand and launched the third magic regardless of his weakness and possible backfire.

”Spear of judgment!”

Dorsomer used this magic to fight against the resurrected corpses on the stake not long ago, but when it was used in the hands of the Xiling God seat, it obviously had more powerful power.

The spear is extremely sharp. It can pierce and destroy everything.

Whew -

the spear of verdict roared out, bringing a series of shadows, like streamers running through the sky, straight to dormor's chest and stabbing!

The expelled saints looked at the spear of the ruling, and suddenly said, ”kill your God, and I will become the new master of Xiling. I hereby swear that I will give you freedom.”

The pupils contract slightly.

The next moment, with a huge roar, the ground covered with enamel is broken, and endless magma erupts, like a sudden eruption of a volcano.

The ruling spear was submerged by the magma, and then there was a huge bang. The magma was blown to pieces and splashed, and countless howls of pain were heard.

The splashing magma didn't fall. It seemed that it was attracted by the invisible force and quickly fused together. In the broken land gap, there was still a continuous flow of magma.

A giant magma agglomerates and appears. It is surrounded by thousands of souls, suffering from burning and howling.

The scarlet burning eyes fell on dormor, with a low voice like thunder, ”remember your promise, or I will guarantee that your soul will turn to ashes in the magma!”

”Don't break your promise!” he nodded He looked up at Ji xiangtian and said, ”the whole family of the Jiling family, for their own sake, imprisons you here, disobeys the doctrines of the divinity, and when this seat becomes a god seat, they will expel all the members of the Jiling family from Xiling and let you deal with it.”

He naturally understands the principle of cutting grass and roots, and this will be a heavy weight.

”All the people of Xiling family should die!”Resentment roars like rolling thunder. The huge bone dragon flies from afar, and there is a burning soul flame in the eye socket. After the magma giant appears, the temperature between heaven and earth rises rapidly, and then drops again.

Its huge bones and bodies are stacked together, and its white bones are like mountains. The raised dragon head locks the seat of Xiling God, and its mouth is a dark gray giant dragon of the dead breathing.

Ji xiangtian's robe suddenly lights up, and light spots appear, just like stars emerging in the dark night.

The breath of the undead dragon covered him, but it failed to cause any damage. Those flashing light points offset and disperse all forces.

It's said that the holy clothes of the seat of God in Xiling are given by the supreme emperor and have a strong defense against the power of the gods.

One stroke of reactive power, the bone dragon roared angrily, but it didn't continue to fight, but the breath converged back, as if waiting for something.

The wind starts from the intangible, the light fragrance spreads with it, with a kind of soft taste, making people miss.

Dorsomer said in a soft voice, ”I know that you will never be absent from today's grand meeting. Now that it has arrived, let's make a decision to help us get freedom or to be imprisoned here forever.”

A light blue flower fluttered in the wind, fell on the ground not far away, quickly rooted and germinated, and grew to half waist height in a twinkling of an eye. On the surface of each petal, there are strands of light flowing, vaguely sketching a fuzzy face.

”Why should I believe you?”

The ethereal voice, between alienation and loneliness, flows a light cold meaning.

It's a woman.