Chapter 520 Ten Palace Masters, Dead
Chapter 520 Ten Palace Masters, Dead
If you can kill, you have to kill.
You can't kill them, you have to find a way to create conditions.
In short.
Must kill!
The Venerable Lord is just a lower god of the Temple of Heaven, and a dog of the Lord of the Tenth Hall, which is irrelevant at all.
You like to mess with things, don't you?
It started from the day he was born, and it hasn't stopped until now.
These hatreds, these hatreds.
Not counting a general ledger, Yi Qingtian felt uneasy.
Who is he?
King of the Underworld!
When did you suffer such humiliation?
There was no chance before, but now that the Holy Light Cage is under his control, and has restrained the tenth hall master, he will never miss this opportunity.
so.
Just one word.
kill!
Yi Qingtian's mind was spinning rapidly.
Think of the heaven-defying artifacts in space systems.
pity.
He was in the Tianluo Realm, a lower plane that couldn't bear the artifacts from a higher plane.
Even if it can be used.
His current Cultivation Base, and the blocked Dantian also have no extra True Qi to activate.
Using high-level plane artifacts, no!
The artifacts that can be used will definitely not do any harm to the Lord of the Ten Palaces.
How to do?
The formation has been completely remodeled.
The strength has reached the limit and cannot be strengthened.
Killing the Ten Palace Masters through formation is also not possible.
Yi Qingtian's thoughts moved, and he sensed the place of martial veins.
Tianding: "Don't look at us, our strength is not enough, after all...our strength needs your Cultivation Base support."
Ming Ding did not speak.
Not speaking, it means that what Tianding said is correct.
to this end.
Yi Qingtian closed his mind.
There is no way for the two tripods.
Then only by himself.
upper plane.
The master of the tenth hall was rampant, "Boy, you still want to kill me?"
"If it weren't for the protection of the power of the tripod in your body, do you think you can live to this day? You will die on the day you were born."
"Without the cauldron, you are a waste!"
"Do you understand what waste means?"
"It's just rubbish, hahaha..."
He looked down on Yi Qingtian completely.
He also didn't know why the Ninth Stage god would attack such a waste.
and.
Still can't kill.
It's completely embarrassing to 'God'.
Yi Qingtian didn't speak.
Hold the formation firmly.
Yanba said with difficulty: "Boss, he is too strong, and he is on the upper plane. Our power is useless against him."
Yi Qingtian looked at the blood-covered Yanba, and he became more determined in his heart that he must kill the master of the ten palaces.
"furious?"
"Daddy, let's see how long you can go crazy."
Yi Qingtian took out a handful of Medicine Pill and stuffed it into his mouth.
The life value quickly rebounded.
The fountain of life also resumed functioning, quickly healing Yi Qingtian.
"Soul Slaying Knife!"
"Buzz!"
Without restraint, Zhanhundao immediately flew out upon receiving Yi Qingtian's call.
A black flame burned on the knife.
That was the howling of hundreds of millions of resentful souls.
Yi Qingtian looked at the Zhanhundao and said slightly, "Brother, kill someone for me!"
The soul-slaying knife trembled slightly.
Fear?
Do not!
He is excited.
Following Yi Qingtian to kill all the resentful souls in The Underworld, he didn't even know what fear was.
Yan Ba looked at the Soul Slashing Knife burning with black flames, and asked in puzzlement, "Boss, can this knife...can kill people through formation?"
He knew that Zhanhundao was very unusual.
But.
This is a bondage formation, not a teleportation formation.
How to kill?
and.
How can a person who does not use a knife burst out with strength?
Tian Ding: "What are you going to do?"
Yi Qingtian: "Kill."
Tianding: "How to kill?"
Yi Qingtian: "Kill with a knife."
Tianding: "How to kill with a knife?"
The corner of Yi Qingtian's mouth curled slightly, but he didn't answer. Instead, he held Zhanhundao with one hand, and gently stroked the thick black flame. Those resentful souls were roaring and struggling, as if they wanted to break through the shackles of the knife.
Ninth Stage God.
"What does he want to do?"
"Does he really want to kill the tenth palace master?"
"Is he crazy?"
"The power of the Tenth Palace Lord is limited by the law, and he cannot all enter the Tianluo Realm. He doesn't think that the Tenth Palace Master is weak?"
"Hmph, overreaching!"
...They also couldn't understand Yi Qingtian.
It is simply impossible for a low-level plane to kill a strong man of a high-level plane in two different planes.
They stared at Yi Qingtian with disdain.
The Master of the Ten Palaces also stared at Yi Qingtian with disdain.
The people in Tiandu City also looked at Yi Qingtian with strange eyes.
They all thought he was a dream come true.
However.
A smile appeared on Yi Qingtian's face, and he stroked the blade lightly again.
His blood volume plummeted.
immediately.
A drop of Blood Essence falls.
The resentful souls on the Zhanhun Dao seemed to be boiling.
same.
Zhanhundao also became more and more excited.
At this moment.
Yi Qingtian dropped another drop of Blood Essence.
The black flame on the Soul Slashing Knife climbed ten thousand feet.
Like a black lightning piercing into the sky.
Another drop of Blood Essence falls.
The Soul Slashing Knife became huge.
Also at this moment.
Yi Qingtian said in a deep voice, "Soul of the Sword, come out!"
While speaking, he waved his finger, and a formation inscription appeared.
Fingers make a trick.
Seal the soul of the sword directly into the formation inscription.
In an instant.
Yi Qingtian injected this inscription with the soul of the sword directly into the holy light cage formation.
Tianding let out a shock, "Boy, if you sacrifice the soul of the sword, your sword will be disabled!"
Whether it is Tianding or Mingding.
Why did they choose Yi Qingtian as the parasite?
They don't know either.
The identity of Yi Qingtian's previous life is also unknown.
I don't even know what the Soul Slashing Knife is.
but.
One thing they can be sure of is that Yi Qingtian is not simple, nor is Zhanhundao.
A knife without the soul of the knife.
So……
It's like a person without a soul, like a cripple.
This price is a bit high.
What's more.
This knife is Yi Qingtian's strongest reliance!
The most powerful weapon against Ninth Stage God, once lost, there will be endless troubles.
The gods of the Ninth Stage also stood up one by one.
Their eyes are burning.
His heart was hanging in his throat, and he was extremely nervous.
As long as the Zhanhun Knife loses its effect, then the Seven Sons of God can easily kill Yi Qingtian!
I saw the soul of the sword sealed in the formation inscription.
First Stage laughed out loud, "Idiot!"
"Hahaha……"
"Steady!"
"Without this knife, he is nothing."
"Hahaha……"
The nine laughed out loud.
Yi Qingtian ignored what Tianding said.
Killing heart has been decided.
Never look back.
Yi Qingtian injected the inscription of the soul of the sword into the formation with a palm.
immediately.
The entire holy light cage array turned black, and the steaming black flame surpassed the ten hall masters in a single thought.
"kill!"
There was a loud shout in the void.
The soul of the Soul Slashing Knife moved.
An 'X' slashed on the body of the master of the ten halls.
The Master of the Tenth Palace had a sneer on his face, full of disdain, and said: "The soul of a knife also wants to kill me, you..."
It's not over yet.
His body began to crack, and blood gushed out like pillars crazily.
"what……"
There was a scream.
Yi Qingtian watched the blood bar on the top of his head decrease rapidly, and smiled coldly, "There is no one in this world that I cannot kill!"
finished.
He couldn't stand it either.
Zhanhundao also lost its luster.
Even the man and the knife fell from mid-air.
...
high level.
A white shadow landed in front of the Tenth Palace Master.
She is better than fairies.
Fair and flawless, without any trace of human fireworks.
Incomparably light seconds.
Seeing the hope, the dying Master of the Tenth Palace immediately said: "Master of the Third Palace, save me, save me quickly..."
The woman didn't look at him, but bent down to look at the lower plane.
It's just a pity.
The holy light cage burst, and the lower planes could no longer be seen.
The Lord of the Tenth Palace begged again: "Save me, three..."
Before he finished speaking, the woman's eyes turned cold, and she said coldly: "If you touch my man, you should die!"
It fell with a sound.
His cold eyes flashed.
The head of the tenth hall master burst open.
Also at this time.
The woman looked at the void, with a small knife in her hand, and said lightly, "Come, return!"
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