Chapter 752

Dorsomer stepped forward, but just then his brow was slightly wrinkled, and his steps were quickly withdrawn. At the next moment, a dark crack appears directly on his feet, and the space trembles and collapses.

The saint's brow is more tightly wrinkled, and his figure flies back with a wave of sweeping sleeves. Between his eyes, cold and fierce breath appears.

Bathed in the dark, sincerer comes out of the collapsed space. Her tall body is upright, but her breath is slightly short.

She has paid a great price for breaking free from dormor's imprisonment and forcibly tearing the secret space to come here.

"Saints, this is the sanctuary. It's not a place you can get close to. Leave now!" The hoarse voice is cold and indifferent, full of determination and firmness.

Dormor said slowly, "sincerer, do you feel nothing when you see the skull of your old master?"

Under the darkness of sin, the body suddenly trembled, frozen lake like eyes, some pain emerged.

Boom -

dormor releases his hand without warning. He raises his hand and presses it forward. It's a bright light, like a big day coming, covering the criminal servant. The darkness that enveloped her, like the frost on the window under the sun, was dissipating at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"Sincerer, you want to put off time for the throne to come here, but since I've come, I've made preparations for it. The throne won't come for a moment."

The first saint smiled and began to walk forward. "After today, I will integrate the power left by the emperor and become his spokesman in the world. With the help of the head of my old master, I will be the master of the world."

All of a sudden, dorsomer stopped, and a rope of dark power came to his feet. Where the darkness and light touch, it makes a loud "zilala" sound, like cold water splashing into the boiling oil pot.

"Why? If I succeed, I will be your old master, born again in another way. "

At the foot of his foot, he twisted the dark rope on his leg, and the inch collapsed and dissipated. In the bright day, the sinful servant, who was hard supported, uttered a cry of pain.

The saint continued to move forward, but after a step, he stopped again. The palms of two dark forces came out of the ground to seize him.

Dorsomer breathed, and the mood between her eyes fluctuated, and now it was completely gone. He turned around and looked at the sinful servant who was hard supported in the bright day. "Originally, I wanted to save your life and serve as the servant under my seat, but you were stubborn, so I had to send you on the road first."

In the light sigh, there seems to be some regret and helplessness, but his hand is cold and merciless, without any hesitation and pity. Raise your hand and point out that the light released by the bright day suddenly soars ten times and a hundred times, just like an erupting volcano.

Almost condensed into the essence of the light, if the sharp arrow pierced into the dark, the criminal servant raised his head sharply, and the pain screamed almost distorted. Bathed in the darkness, has been eliminated by the light of the majority, her figure becomes clear, concave and convex has enchantment.

However, the indifference in the eyes of saints does not fluctuate in the slightest, let alone produce a little tenderness. The voice of sin attendant's pain weakens, and when the darkness is completely dispelled, her life will come to an end.

There will be no one to stop. The saints will gain the power of the Taoist to stay in the world, which is hidden in the skull of the old master.

At this time, another bright day appeared. It was a few laps smaller, and the light was not as bright as the saint's hand. But in the moment of its appearance, the face of the saint's body changed greatly. Suddenly he looked up and died. He said, "your seat of God!"

At the same time, the bright day in his control erupted more fierce light, but the later big day seemed to have a strange absorption property, most of the light was inhaled into it, and the damage to the criminal servant was not serious.

In the second bright day, a face appeared, its eyes slowly opened, and Ji xiangtian, the God seat of Xiling, was impressively!

"Saint, we are disappointed."

Dorsomer's face was expressionless and his eyes were calm. Now that he had made a move, he had expected the situation at the moment.

"Ji family has been in charge of Xiling for hundreds of thousands of years, and the fortune has lasted for a long time. They should abide by the law of time and be eliminated and dissipated gradually."

Ji xiangtian said lightly: "the Ji family is the choice of the Taoist king. You are in charge of Xiling. Are you afraid of backfiring and being burned to ashes by the power of the Taoist law if you act against the will of the Taoist king today?"

Dormor smiled. "You don't have to lie to me, Lord Daojun hasn't come to the Oracle for tens of thousands of years. In this period of time, no new Cardinals or saints have been born in Xiling. Do you think I can't perceive the change?"

He said with emotion and a leisurely look, "it's hard to imagine that such a powerful man as Daojun would fall. The world is magnificent. You and I are just in touch with each other. Today, I'm going to take advantage of Xiling to open up a road to a higher level for me. "

Ji xiangtian's silence seemed to acquiesce in his conjecture. In the second big day, his face suddenly twisted, showing a trace of pain.

"Hahahaha!" Dormor laughed and was happy. "You think I don't know, your God, are you trying to come to hell? I deliberately left you time just to wait for you to fall into the trap I left behind"How is it? It's hard to bear the taste of dead soul Qi. It's something I've spent thousands of years preparing. Now, you can't come back at all. When you force out the spirit of withered soul, it's all over. "

"I, dorsomer, the first saint of Xiling, will integrate the power of Daojun, revive in the body of my master, become his incarnation in the world, and spread the light of Xiling all over the world."

Season to the sky silence, a sigh after a long time, some helpless, but more is calm.

"Saint, you think too much."

The words fell, and a light click came from the second bright day, followed by the dense cracks, breaking out and spreading!

Dorsomer's eyes were wide, and her face was startled. "Season to heaven!"

Boom -

the shadow crash.

The temperature between the heaven and the earth has decreased wildly. On the top of the broken and lofty mountain, a layer of white frost emerges and spreads out at an amazing speed.

Under the dazzling light, the overwhelming darkness rolls violently at the moment and becomes rich and profound.

It's like a sleeping beast, waking up at the moment!

Dora's face is as deep as water. When she comes, she raises her hands and makes a solemn and devout voice in her mouth. "You are eternity, you are annihilation, you contain all things. You are one."

The dark sky was torn by the rich milky light. A huge shadow appeared from it. He was wearing a blue Taoist robe. Behind him, the sun, the moon and the stars were moving. His face was blurred. His indifferent eyes seemed to reflect the flow of the whole world.

Qin Huan's pupils contracted violently under the gray and white stone carving, and he immediately determined that this shadow was the supreme Taoist King believed in by Xiling. According to the dialogue between Xiling God seat season and the Saint dorsomer, this giant who does not know which world it exists in should have already died. Why can it still be summoned by the magic?

Tao Jun's empty shadow raised his hand and fell towards the broken mountain top. No breath came, but Qin Huan's mind was screaming instinctively and his soul was trembling! At this moment, he felt the strong shadow of death, like the dark sky, making the whole world no longer bright.

"Don't panic. Just wait here and watch." The quiet voice sounded in his mind, with a hint of irony, as if the scene in front of him was just farce.

Qin Huan thought quickly and decided to believe his words. He smiled bitterly. In fact, there is no way for him to escape from the power of virtual shadow. This feeling of having to believe makes him feel powerless.

"Ah!" A scream, light covered, suppressed the darkness, suddenly burst, gush.

The bright sun is instantly eroded by the darkness, falling directly into it and being swallowed up, bathing in the sin of the darkness, the body expands rapidly.

In her breath, she was hundreds of feet tall. The dark power gathered into armor. She was as powerful as the goddess of war in the dark world.

Qin Huan saw the face of the criminal servant for the first time. Even if it was magnified to hundreds of feet, she still gave a delicate and beautiful feeling. She had a small waist, a large chest and a large buttock. She was cold on her face and the battle armour on her body matched each other, which made people feel even more thrilling!

At this moment, the criminal servant raised his hand forward, and the power of darkness surged out. In her hand, she gathered a dark sword, and raised his hand to cut up.

In the next moment, the dark sword front and Daojun's virtual shadow meet, and the heaven and earth fall into a moment of silence, and time and space are all still. It seems that it's just a moment, and it's like hundreds of years in the past, with touch as the center, breaking and annihilating.

The impact visible to the naked eye seems to sweep through slowly and quickly, and all the destruction it has gone through will be broken into endless powder and dissipated forever.

The whole process lasted for less than a breath, but the whole broken mountain top has been flattened, and the stone steps have disappeared for thousands of layers, becoming a huge platform with absolutely flat surface and smooth surface like a mirror. Only the skull of the ancient people and Qin Yu hidden in the stone statue can be preserved.

The shadow of Daojun in the sky disappeared, and the bright body that Doraemon came to is now dim.

On the opposite side, the body of the criminal servant shrinks to the normal size. The dark sword in her hand has disappeared. She kneels half to the ground, spills blood from her mouth and nose, drops on the ground and smashes.

Dorsomer raised his hand, and the light gathered again, turning into a spear with a sharp tip, flashing a dazzling light. But when his eyes fell, he would feel that his soul would be torn!

Locked in the criminal servant, he whispered, "it's over."

The criminal servant suddenly raised his head and sneered at the corner of his mouth. The blood on the ground squirmed to draw a rune.

It's very complicated. It's Scarlet.

"This is your last chance to fight for your master with the body of hatred after death To die is to be free! "

Thousands of layers of stone steps have been erased, and the bodies pierced by stakes on both sides have become very close. It can be clearly seen that, with the sound of the criminal servant falling, those bodies that have been dried for countless years and completely dried up and lost all water suddenly trembled violently. Then they stretched out their hands, grabbed the stakes penetrating themselves, and pulled themselves out in a sound of toothy friction !