C737 (2/2)

”Take a good look at it. What kind of situation can the emperor of heaven and the dragon blood of his son-in-law achieve?”

Ah Jiu grabs the hairpin of the river. He looks at Hong Ling, like a meteor, shooting down at the bottom of the river. His face is full of expectation.

Boom!

With Hongling smashing into the bottom of the river, the terrifying wave suddenly surges around. The disaster power of the era, which completely surpasses the nirvana realm, constantly destroys everything encountered and makes people look shocked.

Countless huge dead souls just stood up from the mud. In an instant, they were shattered by the huge dark gold thunder and fire sword, and collapsed again, leaving only one transparent crystal.

Hongling stood up slowly. In the void behind her, there was a huge force of disaster in the era. In a moment, a terrible dragon claw tore open the barrier from the dark space and time, slowly revealed its huge body and roared around.

”This is the dragon. The blood of the emperor of heaven, which belongs to the emperor's son-in-law, is really superior to all living beings. It is enough to frighten the existence of all creatures!”

The green bird saw the dark golden five claw Golden Dragon's virtual shadow, which was burning with thunder fire. The whole person was a little excited, and even trembled incoherently.

”When his Highness the moon was forced to wake up the Phoenix blood of the emperor of heaven by his Majesty's secret method, his power was just like that of his son-in-law, and he had the terrible power to destroy everything!”

Ah Jiu curled his lips and seemed to think of his little man, his highness Qin Chen. He also had this level of blood, and the whole person suddenly burst into a frenzy of laughter.

Hum, long sword chant, endless release of rage to the extreme sword meaning.

The matchless son of the world is now holding the front of the dragon's claws, and suddenly swept out of the sky. Other people's swords are united, and they burst through a huge dead spirit with a bang, leaving the bone fragments behind to shoot out in all directions.

”Too weak!”

She quickly reversed the sword, and Hong Ling did not see the heavy chain that had been smashed by the sky. Instead, she gently pointed her sword towards the sky.

Ding, the clear sound of metal concussion sounded, immediately there are countless dense cracks, from the sword cross strike along the chain, make it bang into pieces.

”How could he be so strong that he could wipe out the dead spirits of Nirvana just by relying on a long sword!”

Wu Jia clenched his fist tightly and looked into Hongling's eyes with astonishment, admiration, and deep unwillingness and powerlessness.

Without paying attention to the people's eyes, Hong Ling's body continued to swim around, killing a head of powerful celestial beings in the divine realm, leaving behind many divine crystals.

It is impossible to have so many nirvana in ordinary places, because it is unrealistic. But here, these creatures seem to be like the kingdom of mortals, which makes people see no end.

”Don't you show up yet? You won't come out until I do it myself?”

After defeating the last powerful beast, Hongling stopped his sword and stood up. Looking at all the transparent crystals hanging in the air, he did not collect them.

Click, a crisp ring sounded, but he was the nearest God in front of him suddenly broken into a blur of light.

A sound of crystal broken sound constantly sounded, so that the bottom of the river Styx gathered a dense crystal light, constantly releasing the illusory halo.

Whew, the long wind with wet water vapor, will all the light crumbs roll, so that it slowly gathered together.

Hong Ling sensed the breath that was bred in the scurf, and the whole person's expression became more and more dignified. However, he did not flinch from it. Instead, he somehow mentioned an unprecedented terrible sense of war.

”It's a very powerful force of calamity. Are you an expert from heaven or a monk from the west? You're still in the ninth hell now!”

A faint voice with awe inspiring sounded, making all the scraps of light quickly mixed into a young figure, smiling at Hongling.

”Man beyond heaven?”

The matchless son of the world frowned slightly, sensing the power of this man who was incompatible with this place. His look was a little ugly.

These strong men from outside the Tianguan pass, for him, are far more profound than those masters in the heaven, so that people do not dare to be careless.

”Tianwai? For you, I am indeed a man out of heaven, but I prefer to call myself an orthodox ancient adherent. By the way, my name is meditation

Meditating on this man seems to be no different from other monks that Hong Ling saw. The only thing that makes people feel uncomfortable is that the strength he radiates always makes people feel afraid.

”I don't care who you are, but what is your purpose of intercepting me in this ninth hell?”With a touch on the sword, Hong Ling mobilized her strength to the extreme. She didn't relax her vigilance because of the pressure of Qingniao and others. Because this meditation is very strong, strong and strong!

”For what? I think, it should be to kill young monks like you who bear the blood of the emperor of heaven!”

Dressed in black clothes, meditation smiles, grabs at the void, grabs out a trident, and points it to Hongling.

In a flash, a force of unspeakable disaster of the era suddenly exploded from the man, turned into a terrible storm, and rolled up the remaining water vapor of the Styx river.

”It's really interesting to kill me. It's amazing that a monk from tianwai, who has the blood of the emperor of heaven, wants to kill me, the tenth apostle of Fengdu. It's really a surprising move!”