Valkyrie Destruction System

"This is impossible. The Mingguang glazed hood is the sacred treasure. Only the saint-level combat power can break it. How could it be damaged suddenly!"

"Could it be that God is destined to make me Yang Xun's life lost here, no, I can't help it, I don't believe it!"

"No, I haven't reached the peak of martial arts yet, how can I die? I am not reconciled! Not reconciled!"

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Looking at the more and more cracks in the bright glaze cover, the surviving human monks in the cover screamed in despair.

Facing the fear of death, many people instantly become mentally abnormal, and the content of screaming and ranting is also varied.

Among the chaotic crowd, Yulian’s expression was relaxed like never before. He looked at the gradually shattering glazed glaze and gave a smile of relief: "Sure enough, the old man did not expect it badly. This is the calamity of the old man’s life. Can’t hide, the old man’s life has long been taken away by the heavens, and today it is destined to die with this!"

You Lian slowly closed his eyes and let go of the last trace of obsession.

Disciple, Master is here to accompany you.

As if in response to the voice of Youlian, when Youlian put down everything and closed his eyes and waited for death, the overwhelmed Mingguang glazed cover finally shattered completely after a series of crackling sounds, and the light cover The **** air isolated from the outside rushed into the crowd in the riot.

"what!"

"what!"

"what!"

In an instant, everyone was covered by a large amount of bloodthirsty aura, and just in one breath, seven or eight people were sucked into human beings, and they were terrifying and terrifying.

Although some monks with a higher cultivation level did not die in the first time, the restlessness of their body's blood has turned their skin red, blood vessels all over their bodies cracked every inch, and a large amount of blood permeated from everyone's sweat pores bit by bit. , Dissolved in the **** mist.

Everyone was rolling and wailing on the ground, their limbs twitching constantly, and gradually turned into immobile corpses in the pain of blood separation.

And as the blood of these people was continuously absorbed by the blood qi in the sky, Liu Ruohai, who was fighting fiercely in the air, was steadily rising. From the beginning, he barely parried, and now he can compete with Wu Qi.

The screams of the people below naturally attracted Wu Qi’s attention. When he saw that his junior and those in the Shenbao Pavilion had been buried by blood, huge anger spontaneously emerged from the bottom of his heart, but his eyes were red. Roared: "Old Demon of Blood Sea, this emperor will definitely break your body into pieces today!"

"Hey, what a strong blood, the blood of the soul emperor master is really a good tonic!" Liu Ruohai deliberately said with an intoxicated grin, as if he wanted to specifically provoke Wu Qi.

"Ah! The old demon of the sea of ​​blood will die for this emperor!"

After Wu Qi heard the words, it was really like Liu Ruohai's picture, and his heart burned with anger, and he slapped Liu Ruohai with a palm.

This angry palm directly smashed thousands of miles of blood clouds, the violent palm wind swayed away, and a piece of burning flame was rubbed, burning the entire sky into a red color.

On the other side, Liu Ruohai faced this blow, not evading or flashing, instead he let out a quack and laughed, leaping forward and **** towards Wu Qi.

Rumble!

The two of them fought together again. Unlike the previous fight, the two great emperors used their full strength this time. All kinds of forces over the Rainbow Mountain range were stirred together for a while, and the violent energy impact spread out. Some of the higher mountain peaks were all bombed into debris.

The shattered rocks fell from the sky, crushing a large number of ancient trees in a radius of tens of thousands of miles, and smashing huge pits with a depth of one thousand meters in the wide ground.

Su Fan, who was in the Heavenly Demon Tower, saw the scene in front of him that looked like an apocalyptic scene. While his heart was beating wildly, his desire for powerful power became stronger.

I don't know when, a kind of flame called ambition slowly burned in Su Fan's eyes.

"Su Fan, I have removed those guys for you, how can you thank me?" The little demon stretched out his chubby hand and nodded the pile of human monk's corpses shown on the magic mirror.

These dead corpses are just the monks who have survived under that light shield just now.

After the Sky Demon Tower recognized Su Fan's martial spirit, it could not stay in the outside world for a long time because the martial spirit was of low level, so after crashing the Mingguang Fluent Cover, it quickly escaped into the turbulence of time and space.

Su Fan glanced at the corpses. Those corpses were so miserable that they were all sucked into human beings. Without careful discrimination, they couldn't tell their previous identity.

However, this is not difficult for Su Fan, he only recognized those people after a few careful glances.

The dead bodies of acquaintances such as You Lian, Lou Sifang, Mu Jun, Chang Hao, and Yue Peng are all listed here.

Su Fan smiled lightly and said cheerfully: "These guys are finally dead!"

These five people have had some relationship with him more or less, and some people have also taken the initiative to befriend him, but in the end, they all embarked on the path of being enemies with themselves.

As the enemy, Su Fan also made sense to kill them.

At this moment, the little demon on the side tugged at the corner of Su Fan's clothes again and said, "Hey, Su Fan, how can you thank me yet?"

"Thank you?" Su Fan said in a dumbfounded manner: "I am a low-level monk, what can I show you to thank you?"

"It doesn't matter if you can't get something out!" The little demon smiled with his little hand on his back: "I only need you to make a verbal promise!"

"Verbal promise? What promise?" Su Fan asked inexplicably.

"Just leave it alone!" The little devil slapped haha, a cunning flash in his eyes: "You know that you promise to give me a promise!"

"All right, whatever you want!" Su Fan shrugged and waved his hand.

He didn't explore these carefully. After all, in his opinion, his verbal promise was too insignificant compared to Xiao Mo.

Is a teenager under the age of sixteen comparable to a spiritual body who has lived for so many years?

Obviously not!

Therefore, Su Fan didn't care what the little demon would map to him, so he just let it go.

"Hey, that's good!"

The little devil smiled like a little fox.

Su Fan ignored the little demon and looked in the magic mirror again.

At this time, the Sky Demon Tower had reached the turbulent time and space where the two great emperors were fighting. The scene of the fierce battle between the two great emperors opened up Su Fan's eyesight when he observed it closely.

While observing the battle between the two great emperors, Su Fan's aura suddenly became a little unstable, and the little demon on the side smiled mysteriously without saying a word.

At some point, Su Fan's eyes suddenly became hollow, and he fell into a deep epiphany again.

There were no two great emperors in his mind, only a large black sword was dancing with some chaotic swordsmanship, Su Fan's whole consciousness also fell into obsession at this moment.

(End of this chapter)