The emperor yelled in a low voice and fell in the ears of the people. The sword God and the wood god worshipped him with a bitter smile, which made the audience sigh.

Once upon a time, one of the great emperors fell into such a state.

While chuxuan was refining the sword of true life and accumulating energy, Kunpeng, who had been bothered by Chu Xuan's various attacks, finally came back to God.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Dang Dang Dang!"

Kunpeng tries his best to stop chuxuan. He has already felt the great threat from the real life sword.

Understand that once let Chu Xuan condense the true life sword, he will be doomed.

The sword, palm print and sound wave sharp blades that run across the sky suddenly spit out from Kun Peng's big mouth and attack chuxuan, which is shrinking in the Eastern Emperor's bell from all directions.

This is not over, Kunpeng is also shaking his head and tail, constantly hitting the bell of the Eastern Emperor.

Every attack of Kunpeng is enough to tear up a great emperor.

However, all of them were dissolved when they were hit on the Donghuang bell. Some of them were directly swallowed up by the chaotic Tai Chi diagram, just like a bullock into the sea, which could not lift a wave at all. At most, it made the Donghuang bell tremble slightly and make several sounds like the evening drum and morning bell.

These bells, falling in people's ears, are like the wails of the gods falling down, just like the magic sounds of the declining gods.

"Broken!"

The remnant soul of Kunpeng was frightened and tried hard.

Inside the Kunpeng, which is condensed by the energy of heaven and earth, the face of the remnant soul of Kunpeng is red, and the whole body is as bright as blood. On the original incomplete soul body, the brand of Kun Peng is humming and shaking. The dim luster becomes bright in a moment, and the momentum of the remnant soul of Kunpeng is also rising.

Shaoqing, the power of the remnant soul of Kunpeng, still surpasses the first-class emperor and reaches the level of nine grades of true immortals. Moreover, it continues to ascend in the rocket class, surpassing the first grade real immortal at the speed visible to the naked eye, and reaches the level of nine grade Immortal King.

"Kunpeng's secret skill -- covering the sky!"

Kunpeng remnant soul urn roar, a bloody mouth, to chuxuan spit out a pool of sea like white air flow.

White air flow seems ordinary, but it is very bright, immediately will be Donghuang bell and Chu Xuan layer by layer wrapped up.

The white air flows into clouds to block out the sun. The more white air flows from Kunpeng's mouth, the more white air flows from Kunpeng's mouth, the void is covered all day.

In an instant, the sky and the earth are dark, and you can't see your fingers.

After the white air current wrapped up the chuxuan and the Donghuang bell, it turned into hundreds of thick arms like a millstone, like the claws of a dragon. They suddenly grasped the Donghuang bell and wanted to lift it to reveal the shrinking Chu Xuan inside.

"Boom!"

Once again, Kunpeng opened his mouth and sprayed the mysterious energy unique to Kunpeng on the white airflow.

With a loud bang, the arms and claws holding the Donghuang bell were enlarged a hundred times again and directly turned into Qing. Like Tianzhu, the whole arm was turned into black and white, facing Yin and Yang.

As if the ghost of yin and Yang terror, from the emission, each arm and claw, are enough to move mountains and cut off the sea.

No matter who is, at this moment, they all change color in the same color, all hold their breath and pay close attention to the subtle changes in the battlefield. As everyone knows, the final decisive battle is at this moment.

"Bring it up!"

With the roar of drinking in the void, his arms and claws tightly encircle the Donghuang bell. At the same time, black-and-white swords circle around Chu Xuan, aiming at Chu Xuan and flying in the air, just like an angry dragon flying across a hundred Li. When the Donghuang bell is lifted, it will shoot at chuxuan, forming a fatal blow.