C752 (1/2)

Hongling didn't know everything in yaochi, but constantly urged Shenxi in the 11th layer of hell to suppress Xianxian sword.

The level of the artifact, one of the four swords for killing immortals, is even stronger than that of the Taiyi God King. Even the matchless son of heaven can't feel the level of its power.

”I can't believe that there are four such artifact, and there is a matching array diagram. If Zhuxian sword array is fully operated, what level will it be strong?”

Carefully sensing the breath of the sword, the God of sadness controlled by Hong Ling is now on the verge of collapse. It seems that it is simply unable to withstand the erosion of the sword's meaning.

Despite the power of Yan Huang emperor mirror and Hong Ling, the God of sorrow can't be compared with this kind of artifact in the face of the almost endless power of the trapped immortal sword. The level of its noumenon is too low.

Boom, a terrible roar suddenly sounded between heaven and earth. Immediately, Hong Ling sensed that there was some powerful force that directly blew into the Xianxian sword, which made the sword even send out a lament that could not bear the burden.

Inside the yaochi, the Taishang put away his sword finger. Obviously, he was not satisfied with the angle of this finger, but he was not handsome enough!

Ignoring the old man's show off, Lian Chengyue glared at him and the green bull, turned around and walked slowly towards the center of the yaochi lake. There was a blazing flame all over the body, making the water surface reflect the fire haze all over the sky.

”It's finally about to start. This little ancestor should have survived three disasters and nine difficulties many years ago. It's really irritating to have to wait for the bastard in the lower bound. Qingniu, do you think I'll find a chance to beat him up?”

The emperor wanted to lean on the body of the green cow, but the latter was disgusted. He moved his body and pulled him away with the hooves of the cow, and did not bird him.

”You want to die yourself, but don't drag me. If you are killed by this little ancestor, who knows when to live back, old man, should I draw a line with you?”

Qingniu turned pale and ate the peach leaves at the edge of the yaochi lake, but it was only half eaten. Suddenly, it sensed that there was a strong breath and locked himself. He ran to the Empress Dowager in a hurry and watched the figure in the sky with vigilance.

”No, her father is here. This guy is not going to make trouble again.”

Looking at qingniu with disdain, the emperor looked at the man coming, but bowed slightly at him, and did not dare to have the slightest rebellious color. In the face of this one, no one in the world dare to be presumptuous, even the former monkey.

In the hell, Hong Ling's eyes gaped at the second breath of the broken sky. Seeing that it could not fight the trapped immortal sword, he cried out, and the whole person was a little stunned.

Who in the end sent out these two breath after another? They could not resist this powerful artifact through a very long time and space.

When he was ready to try to suppress the sword, a third finger appeared suddenly in the void. A huge golden wish power was released from this one. The sword fell from the air with a bang, and the cracks were all over it.

The three strong breath constantly interweave on this sword, which makes it cry incessantly, but dare not have any idea of resistance.

”It's amazing. Even the one in the west can't help it. These two little ancestors are really terrible. When they see them, they have to make a detour, or they will be bullied. The old man will never lend me the diamond chisel like he taught the monkey!”

Qingniu, who is chewing peach leaves, widens his eyes and subconsciously moves back to the outside of the Yao pool. However, when the emperor and the man who appeared glanced at it, the guy froze and reluctantly returned to the old man's back.

As for the strange Xianjian, Hong Ling can roughly guess. It should be someone from yaochi, but he can't determine who it is.

”It's easy to suppress the Xianxian trapped sword, one of the four swords for killing immortals. Who is going to attack it? Its power is so terrible!”

After a little meditation, Hongling didn't dare to approach the Xianxian sword, but subconsciously pulled the distance away from the sword, for fear of being hurt by the other side.

Some old monsters are totally determined by their mood. If he is beaten to vomit blood, it is not worth it. Moreover, he can't afford to provoke such an old devil.

Hum, between heaven and earth suddenly rang out the shrill sword chant, but it was the trapped immortal sword which was repeatedly hit. It seemed that he was afraid, and suddenly burst into the sea of God of Hongling with a snort.

”Well? This guy... ”

Hong Ling just wanted to say something. Suddenly, the three strong breath attached to the Xianxian sword suddenly burst out in his God sea, making his body stiff. Immediately, there was a huge God's light raging around him.

Bang, the terrible Shenxi storm constantly tearing each other, together with the body of the matchless son of the road cracks, he entered the realm of Taiyi Shenjun, again suffered heavy damage, it is extremely unfortunate.

The thick plasma seeps from the bloodstain, which makes Hongling's breath decay. It seems that the three different gods intend to destroy him, and even join hands to destroy his God sea.”Damn it, which three old monsters are going to embarrass my son!”

With her teeth clenched, Hong Ling urged the God's light from the source of God, and constantly resisted the three exotic breath from the trapped immortal sword, which made a huge cyclone quickly gather around her, enveloping the whole 11th layer of hell.

This seems to have fallen into a dead circle. The divine light of the matchless son and the three exotic breath seem to be in a deadlock. New forces are urgently needed to break the balance.

”Do you really think my son is a bully? God dragon blood, wake up for me