The real formation comes out, and the universe shakes.

"Your courage to fly into the fire really touched me."

"Today, let you see the power of the Shura Emperor!"

The Luoda Ghost Emperor raised his palm and his spiritual power surged out, like a tsunami, like a mountain collapse, and the sea of ​​clouds rolled up in an instant.

It's dark!

It's all dark.

Endless, dangerous darkness!

A black dragon broke out from the darkness and swept across the world!

The black clouds are squeezing the city and are about to destroy it!

"I overestimate you. There is no spiritual god and even the Spirit Saint. It is the destiny that makes you wait for death!"

Luoda Ghost Emperor laughed.

Laughing triggers the storm, trembles the world, and makes your scalp numb!

The black evil dragon rushed by with huge power and evil energy, the divine dragon waved its tail, broke the God's true formation, and shattered!

Semi-saint, after all, is too weak!

The true formation was broken, and the terrifying Shura aura enveloped the earth.

A powerful thought was pressing towards the entire Golden-winged Great Phang clan.

That is the murderous thought of Emperor Shura!

Under this fierce thought, all the soldiers in the audience knelt down!

Like the collapse of the river and the collapse of the mountains, like a tsunami and bowing down!

The nine half-saints all had their legs weak and almost knelt down.

They can't kneel!

If they bow their heads, it means that the Golden-winged Great Phang clan bows their heads!

How can this proud transcendent race kneel down to the mortal enemy who hates the most!

The Ghost Emperor came from the might of glory, and a huge fear came from the depths of Jiang Yazi's soul.

He was trembling all over and sweating profusely, feeling that he could not resist the force pressing his neck and knees, asking him to bow his head and bend his knees!

Jiang Yazi gritted his teeth and held on to the death.

thump!

thump!

...

Suddenly, the sound of kneeling on the ground was heard one after another.

Those eight semi-saints were unable to resist the terrifying pressure, so they still surrendered!

It’s not that they have a soft bone, but that the Ghost King’s cultivation has reached the top of the world’s cultivation!

Only Jiang Yazi is still holding on!

A little interest arose in Luoda Ghost Emperor's cold demonic eyes:

"You have some backbone.

"It's a pity that I'm still fighting stubbornly!"

His body moved and appeared in front of Jiang Yazi in an instant.

The latter's complexion was as pale as gray.

The Luoda Ghost Emperor gave him a terrifying sense of fear. He had no doubt that as long as the former moved his finger, he would crush him like an ant to death!

This is... the closest existence to God!

The Luoda Ghost Emperor stretched out his claws with sharp nails and slapped them with a palm. Jiang Yazi's protective energy was broken and he knelt down with a bang!

A mouthful of dark red blood splashed out.

Luoda Ghost Emperor stepped on Jiang Yazi's head and trampled him to the ground!

This powerful old man knelt on his knees and his back bent, forming a twisted and terrifying posture of surrender!

“It’s so familiar…”

Luoda ghost eyes swept across, and all the Golden-winged Dapeng tribe members in the entire world knelt down like a tide!

This scene evoked his memory that had been sealed for 150,000 years.

In that void battlefield, after his last fight, he was burned and died, millions of remnants of the Shura Ghost Clan were all massacred!

Even after his death, he was forcibly placed in a kneeling position!

Thirty years in Hedong and Thirty years in Hexi, now, he has finally returned it.

"Our clan has been arrogant since ancient times and will never surrender to a resentment!"

Jiang Yazi's mouth was full of blood and he looked at death as if he was home.

"The Golden-winged Great Phang clan has a great future!"

"Dark can never defeat the power of justice!"

The voices of anger roared the audience.

It was the Dapeng tribe who was forced to kneel down and shouted!

This is a clan with a variety of species!

Luoda Ghost Emperor's eyes suddenly became cold. He stepped on Jiang Yazi's face and rubbed the ground hard.

With one foot, the latter's facial skin is broken and the bones are broken!

The sound of bone shattering sounded in the silent and dead space, making people thrilled!

Blood flowed out and turned the earth red.

"Old Demon Luo Tu, if you want to move forward today, just step on my Jiang Yazi's corpse!"

Jiang Yazi had bleeding from his mouth and nose, and his voice rushed out of his chest, hoarse and broken, with determination to die!

He, the elder of the two dynasties, and the half-saint, should have his own pride!

A fierce aura exploded from his body.

His backbone was straightened up a little bit!

"Life is short, but you still have to take a shortcut." Luoda Ghost Emperor's head shook lightly, and there was no trace of emotion in the ghost's eyes.

He raised his palm, and the evil and evil spiritual power rolled out, and Jiang Yazi instantly suffocated!

If he is on this palm, he will definitely be killed by a headshot!

The world is silent!

At the critical moment, a frost-like sword energy suddenly came!

The sword intent swept the sky, directly shocking the eight thousand great roads of the universe!

This is the ultimate sword!

This sword can be my opponent!

Luotu Ghost Emperor judged Feilai Jianqi.

The sword energy burst into flames, and the former turned around and actually connected with his body!

With one punch, the sword energy was broken!

laugh……

He stayed and then took a few steps back!

The ghost eyes finally opened, and the Luoda Ghost Emperor admired the world.

Who is it? A sword swept through the sea of ​​clouds!

…………

Lingzhou, Wushuang Sect.

The sound of the unparalleled bell of the sun and the moon sounded, and the clear spirit filled the heaven and earth, awakening all sleeping things.

Somewhere in the back mountain.

The young man was meditating intently, and his spiritual energy lingered in his body.

A thin layer of frost fell on the top of his head, shoulders, and even the rusty red axe beside him.

Handicap disciple, Yan Ming!
To be continued...