Chapter 666

As an ancient people, Qin Huan's breath soared. He stepped on the earth and the sky above his head. The great body represents the absolute power that cannot be suppressed.

The rolling Qi and blood waves are like the waves, the ups and downs, the rolling roar and the roaring sound between the sky and the sky.

It seems to feel the complete ethnic flavor, summoning the ancestors of the ancient ethnic group to come to the immortal spirit, with a little fluctuation in their eyes. It roars as if it is reciting something, and the endless spiritual power between the heaven and the earth boils again.

In contrast, Qin Huan, who had previously incarnated as an ancient people, had set off a movement like a small spray in a pool of water, which could not be said in the same day at all.

Rumble -

rumble -

the sound resounds all over the world, and hundreds of millions of spiritual forces come together and rush into the immortal spirit of ancient people. Its body is fast and solid. It seems to come out of the illusion and come to the world!

At the same time, the breath of the immortal spirit of the ancient people is also surging by an astonishing amount, crushing the sky.

Ba Ba SA shrieked, "Qin Huan, you crazy man!"

As an ancient race, he can't be unaware of the fate he will face after being exposed Even if so, he will be destroyed. He's a total jerk!

"Ah!"

With a roar, a pair of horns on babassa's head became scarlet, and small blood beads oozed from the surface.

As soon as it comes into contact with the air, or rather, with the rules of the heaven and the earth, the blood beads on the surface of the horns burn violently with a dull sound of "bang".

red flames illuminated, revealing the pale face of Ba eight SA. The horns of the devil family are the highlights of their life essence. These blood occupy the majority of the eight eight years of accumulated power.

Once exhausted, he will inevitably fall into a deep sleep again, but today babassa has no choice. With the power of the ancient people's real body, once the second holy mountain is summoned, he will immediately suffer from strong suppression.

Raising his hand to cover the sky, a lot of shadows fell on the earth. Qin Huan, the ancient people who incarnated himself, made a fist. With the power of the ancient people, thousands of mountains can be easily broken, and the broken space is even easier.

But now it is very difficult. It seems that this space is different because it is close to something.

"Break it for me!"

Roar is more terrible than thunder. The crazy and trembling space suddenly splits from it. There is blue light in the dark.

This light penetrates the cracks and shines into the heaven and the earth. The unimaginable pressure of terror is like a river and dam breaking through a dike, surging wildly.

Click -

Click -

like a broken ice, there are countless cracks in the sky of the head in a twinkling of an eye.

Zhentian, the second of the three holy mountains of the ancient people!

The green mountain seems to be covered with some moss from a distance. It appears in the trembling space little by little. Every inch it enters the world, it will be more powerful when it comes.

On the surface of the horns of babassa's head, the blood flame burns more fiercely, trying to resist the oppressive force that penetrates countless spaces.

Crackle -

crackle -

in babassa's body, there is a sound of bone and flesh explosion, the body expands again, the blood vessels under the epidermis explode one by one, the blood penetrates through the gap of the scale, and is soaked in a flash.

The strength of Zhenhai and Zhentian mountains sealed 70% of the outlet channels of horns, and the strength in his body began to accumulate.

All of a sudden, there was a roar, which controlled the lonely city of Ximen, which was hit by thunders all over the sky.

He looked at the demon lord, and his voice was low. "For countless years, I have been waiting for a day of revenge for my wife and children. No matter what happens, it can't affect this point. The devil family's means of controlling people's hearts are really terrible, but this place is not really sinking! "

"If you want to absorb the thunder power to restore yourself, this seat will satisfy you, and then detonate them all Now, die! "

Ximen lonely city raised a little eyebrow, a lightning Rune appeared, with this point, the rune "pa" a broken.

If it is struck by lightning, the breath of the lonely city in Ximen suddenly declines, and the blood between the mouth and nose is gushing.

Controlling the beast Lei Qilin, he has achieved success together with thunder for a long time, and the lightning Rune on the eyebrow is the mark of thunder.

Now, at the cost of breaking the mark, it wakes up the power of thunders in the sky and reduces the punishment of endless destruction.

The demon lord roars in pain. His body is covered with fine scales, and thunders are all over his body. It looks like a small lightning arc, showing a deep and gorgeous purple color. The beauty is incomparable but contains the terrible power to turn everything into powder.

One by one, the Lord's scales lose their luster under the purple thunder, then dry, break and fall off, revealing the burnt flesh below.

It seems to be slow. In fact, in the blink of an eye, the devil Lord's body is covered with traces of thunder. What's more terrible is that when the body is severely damaged, the accumulated strength in the body becomes more and more difficult to suppress. They are like raging floods, pounding the body dam crazily.Once beyond the limit, backfire will come - all the laws in the world have limits and constraints. The demons have the ability to plunder external forces and repair their own losses against the sky, which also has great defects.

If it goes beyond the limit of its own endurance, the so-called backfire means death, the extinction of all forms and gods, and the erasure of self traces from heaven and earth.

Babassa roared in pain, with fear in his eyes. Knowing the terrible consequences, he would never allow it to happen.

Damned Ximen lonely city, unexpectedly pretended to be manipulated by him, until now, he was in trouble! It's no use thinking about this again. The Demon Lord looks up at the sky and howls wildly.

Rumbling -

in the low and dreary sound, a whirlpool appears in a moment among the thunderclouds in the sky, which is extremely dark, just like flowing ink.

The breath of coldness, destruction and killing emanates from this vortex, which can help the demon lord indescribably.

Bathed in the dark whirlpool breath, the scales on the surface of his body grow rapidly, and the breath recovers as before. The originally withered breath, like injecting kerosene into the flame, is instantly burning, more powerful than when he was intact as before!

But the devil Lord's face, not half happy, cold breath, full of murderous voice resounded through the world, "today, you two are going to die The master of skills swears by this life that he will draw your soul away and enter the endless abyss. He will be attacked by the dark force forever and struggle in pain and despair. There will be no day of liberation for generations! "

Roar -

the demon lord roared, his whole body was ravaged by thunder, and he was torn directly from it.

Poof -

Ximen lonely city is a mouthful of blood, the breath drops to the bottom of the valley, shaking and barely maintaining the figure. In front of the eyes, bursts of darkness, blurred vision, but can feel, the whistling of destruction.

Cold and violent!

"Brewing, peace, sorry..."

With a wry smile in my heart, Ximen lonely city closed its eyes and waited for death to come. But at this time, there was a big bang, a lot of blood spilled, with a warm feeling to pour his whole body through.

Raised his hand to wipe a, cover the sight of the blood, Ximen lonely city looked forward, a towering figure in front of him.

Now, with one arm pierced, blood gushed from the wound. But his figure is still firm, like a ridge, which can block all the wind and rain.

Warm in my heart, Ximen Gucheng took a deep breath. "Qin Huan, don't worry about me. If you can get away, you will leave now!"

The demon lord, who has transcended the peak, has almost reached the level of the great Lord. The power that has erupted is incomparable.

In the end, they lost

At this time, Qin Huan's low voice suddenly sounded, "Ximen, are you afraid of death?"