Chapter 1263 Borrowing strength and then borrowing strength

"The fourth rune is lit up!"

All the magic monks present had their faces shocked and changed color. Everyone had heard that when Taixuanzi used it to attack the great heavenly tribulation, they only lit up the three runes on this Taixuan Jiufeng Mountain!

Three runes are enough to fight against the great heavenly tribulation. In the end, even Tai Xuanzi himself has not been able to inspire the fourth rune.

But this was done by the demon god in the lower world. This guy was indeed extremely powerful. He actually used the blood sacrifice method to light up the fourth rune on the Mount Taixuan Jiufeng. In this way, the treasure instantly became an unprecedented level!

boom!

With the loud noise, the huge mountain suddenly pressed down again.

At this moment, the Sweeping Qingyun Gun in Zhao Yan's hand could not hold back at all. This gun did not really recognize Zhao Yan as the main one. Therefore, when the gun was about to be destroyed, the spirits in the gun chose to stop fighting!

Without the help of the Sweeping Qingyun Spear, the power of Taixuan Jiufeng Mountain in the sky reached unprecedented.

Therefore, under such suppression, Zhao Yan's body was pressed to the ground, and blood was spitting out from his mouth!

"No!" Huang Ailin's phoenix eyes were filled with tears, and she could not believe the scene in front of her.

"Master..." At this moment, the York giant wolf was speechless and his eyes were blood red. If he could replace Zhao Yan, he would be willing to die for Zhao Yan!

But at this moment, the demon god in the lower world has no worries that Zhao Yan will die alone!

He wore a high crown on his head and stood on the platform with a cold and harsh expression, saying word by word, "Space cultivator Zhao Yan, I have given you a way out and asked you to hand over the treasure and beg for mercy. I will let your Nascent Soul escape; but now, there is no chance, and the four talismans suppress you, you will definitely die!"

After saying this, he used his fingers to kill the demon god in the air again at 1:00.

Suddenly, the blood-killing demon god's giant palm pressed down again...

boom!

Zhao Yan spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and the scene had reached a terrible level.

Standing beside Wuwuwu, the Demon Lord of Emperor Yan said coldly, "Chapter Zhao Yan, do you remember clearly? Store my willpower in the Demon Fetal Pill, you discovered it, and eliminate it; later my willpower condensed, became my demonic incarnation, and was finally killed by you! When you did these things, did you ever think of today? If you offended me, you will die!"

At this moment, all the magic monks present were excited, and everyone gritted their teeth and said, "Kill this righteous way! Use him to sacrifice the flag!"

"The Demon God's mighty power!"

Suddenly, all the 100,000 demons present roared into the sky. At this moment, the arrogance of the demon was extremely arrogant and reached its peak.

However, even though he was suppressed by such force, Zhao Yan was almost completely crushed to pieces, and he still did not give up.

He spitted out a mouthful of blood, saying word by word, "Bian Wuwu Fight, I thought you were so capable! It turned out that he could only activate four runes of Taixuan Jiufeng Mountain and suppress the four talismans, but that's it!"

After Zhao Yan finished speaking, he was filled with blood and laughed.

"You! Arrogant!" Bian Buchou was really angry this time.

He didn't expect that Zhao Yan was in such a situation and was so arrogant that he even looked down on his strength, thinking that he had only lit up four runes!

"When Taixuanzi ascended the tribulation, he only used three runes to successfully pass the tribulation! I have not used four runes? I am ignorant and arrogant, four runes, I am enough to kill you!" Bian Buchou was furious, shouted loudly, raised his hand and pointed at Zhao Yan, who was suppressed under the Jiufeng Mountain of Taixuan, and shouted loudly, "Suppress me! Stop him to death!"

When he gave his order, the huge golden fairy mountain pressed down again, and Zhao Yan's death was just around the corner.

"This guy is completely dead this time!" The Demon Lord of Emperor Yan was surprised. He even took out a little ** specially used to collect souls. When Zhao Yan died, he searched for his soul and then used it to refine his soul, forcing Zhao Yan to tell his secret.

But his idea was obviously too early. Zhao Yan shouted in the most critical moment, "Why don't you come out for me!"

Suddenly, a thin ancient scroll appeared out of thin air and appeared in front of him.

Zhao Yan's eyes looked at the ancient scroll and began to mutter words, reciting the secretly recorded words of sacrifice to the sky on the ancient scroll. These words were obscure and difficult to understand. When they were connected together, they seemed terrifying and difficult to recite.

However, from a distance, these spells seem mysterious and distant, as if they have come from the ancient times.

The demon monks present at first didn't understand why, and when they woke up, they immediately shouted loudly, "Be careful of the demon god in the lower world, he is offering sacrifices to the heavens and leveraging the heavens!"

In fact, when Zhao Yan was reciting these spells, Bian Buchou already knew what Zhao Yan was thinking, but his face was cold and he didn't take it seriously.

When offering sacrifices to heaven, one usually requires sacrifices one's own flesh and blood. Some people cut their hands, some people chop their feet, and some people cut their stomachs on the spot. Use their blood and slaughter to sacrifice to heaven, get the mercy of heaven, and borrow its power!

"It's ridiculous!" Bian Buchou sneered, "It's useless to do this! Even if you come in, it's equivalent to the power of the great heavenly tribulation, you can't think of fighting against the Taixuan Jiufeng Cauldron! Moreover, if you sacrifice your flesh and blood, your body will be seriously injured, and your combat power will become weaker! So no matter what, you're still dead!"

Although the Emperor Yan Demon Lord, who was standing beside him, was worried for a moment, after hearing Bian Wuhou's words, he felt relieved.

However, what surprised Emperor Yan Demon Lord was that after Zhao Yan leveraged his power, a large piece of runes rose from the ancient scrolls in his hand, and Zhao Yan did not need to sacrifice his flesh and blood!

"This is a bit of a skill." Bian Bucho nodded, "I was indeed surprised by how he could borrow power from the sky without sacrificing his flesh and blood!"

Although he said this, his eyes were still cold and he said word by word, "But what's the use? Even if you borrow the power equivalent to the great heavenly tribulation, you still can't beat the Taixuan Jiufeng Cauldron!"

Hearing this, the Emperor Yan Demon Lord put his heart back on his stomach, nodded and smiled, "At the beginning, Taixuanzi only used three runes to fight against the great heavenly tribulation. Now, Master, you have lit up four runes. It is useless to get the power of a great heavenly tribulation! Zhao Yan is still dead!"

"Hahaha!" Bian Buchou laughed wildly.

However, in his laughter, something unexpected happened again. In front of Zhao Yan, a thin ancient scroll floated again!
Chapter completed!