Chapter 3137： Crowds of money (1/2)

Five holy emperors with injuries all rushed into the Astral Realm, and the Dais did not continue to hunt down. There was one of their enemies. They were not ready to start a full-scale war and could only leave with resentment.

It didn't take long for them to go in, and a big mountain whistled. Lu Li had been waiting for them in mid-air for a long time. When he saw five figures flying, he naturally greeted him as soon as possible.

Lu Li has the sacred mountain, as long as he does not encounter the infinitely close to the great perfection, he believes that he still cannot break the sacred mountain's defense. In addition to the blood soul jade, they were badly damaged, so Lu Li was not afraid. He wanted to see if there was an opportunity, and if there was an opportunity, he would leave all five holy emperors.

”he came!”

Blood Soul Jade's eyes were red looking at the Holy Mountain, and the breath of blood was getting closer and closer, and his body was shaking slightly, all because of the Lu Li blood tribe. This man is like a devil. He always stays in the dark. He will drag their blood down the abyss and kill them.

At this moment, Blood Soul Jade suddenly hated the blood family of Qinghujie very much. Why did you go to provoke Lu Li? Why is it so treacherous? Do they think this is the blood race that ruled the king in the quadruple sky?

”Huh ~”

Lu Liyuan inspected it a little, and his heart moved slightly, and it seemed that he would have the opportunity to leave them all. Apart from Yin Jie, the boss of the three monsters in Leshan, the other five emperors were seriously injured. Yin Jie looked okay, but his face was obviously paler, indicating that his vitality was badly hurt.

Blood Soul Jade is slightly better. The other three emperors, one half of their head and half of their shoulders are gone, and the bones of the other chest are all broken, and a large hole appears. The rest is the worst, and the breath of life is very weak, holding on to the flight, giving people the feeling that they may pass out at any time.

Yin Jie Lu could not kill, and the Blood Soul Jade was probably difficult, but the other three emperors could try to kill him. How could Lu Li miss such a good opportunity?

He explored several times, and then reached the speed of the Holy Mountain to the extreme, and suddenly slammed into a Holy Emperor. The holy mountain was not far away, the speed soared, and Yin Jie was caught by surprise, and the holy mountain knocked a holy emperor into flight.

”Hey ~”

Yin Jie shot furiously, he released a large palm full of divine patterns, and suddenly grabbed it towards the holy mountain. The holy mountain trembled slightly, but continued to fly forward. At the same time, Lu Li's body flashed out. He refined a drop of purple divine fluid, released the spirit array, and sealed the already severed Emperor's soul. Then he spilled venom and immediately entered the holy mountain.

”what--”

The holy emperor was seriously injured. He snarled and turned into a bone after a few laps. The blood soul jade roared, and there were only three remaining emperors of the blood clan. Now he died again. Will the strong blood clan die in Lu Li's hands?

His powerful attack immediately poured down, attacking the holy mountain madly, and the remaining strong men also began to attack fiercely. A holy emperor used the true meaning of space to seal the space where the holy mountain was located, and the holy mountain speed was greatly reduced.

”This old immortal was not killed by the Dai people?”

Lu Li had a headache. He controlled the holy mountain to fly as hard as possible. Yin Jie's eyes showed a sharp touch. The attack was even more fierce. He didn't believe that he could not break a treasure with his attack strength?

The fierce fighting sounds here attracted the attention of countless strong men below the Astral Realm. Many emperor-level warriors took off to watch the battle, and some warriors recognized Yin Jie. After all, it was a well-known old demon in the sky chaos.

Seeing a warrior watching the battle, Yin Jie was even more angry and felt very embarrassed. He has not been able to break a treasure for so long after continuous attacks? A sword appeared in his hand, infused with force, and severely slashed at the landing.

”Hey ~”

This sword sounded like a tiger howling dragon yin, and a dazzling cold light lit up above the sky, illuminating the entire circle for tens of thousands of miles. This feels like the birth of a shocking sword, the immense breath that makes the nearby warriors feel the throbbing soul, and it feels that the sword cannot be defeated and cannot resist the general.