, the fastest update of the latest chapter of the Heavenly Dragon Martial God Formula!Chapter 1336 Bitter Sea Fight

The sword rays gathered by the power of divine thoughts were full of spirituality, and each one locked on the opposite Immortal Emperor powerhouse.

And perceiving the strength of this Divine Thought Sword, one person suddenly shouted, "This is a Divine Thought Attack, quickly protect the Divine Sense!"

With a loud shout, the hundred people who rushed suddenly stopped their pace, all of them clinging to their divine senses, and protecting their bodies with the power of immortal martial arts.

"It's good to be prepared, but unfortunately, you should choose to flee. ”

Long Hao's expression was calm, the luster in his eyes was cold and ruthless, and the sword light turned into the power of divine thoughts rushed forward indomitably!

With a muffled sound coming out, the existence of those Immortal Emperors who had made a defense all became dull at this moment.

They are the existence of the Immortal Emperor, and they think they can block the attack of that divine thought, but they don't know that Long Hao, who seems to be so inconspicuous, has already reached the realm of divine power!

"Come on, let's see what a killer move is!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Dugu Jian plunged into the void, and he pointed his sword at Fang Yuan, killing a formation under the extreme speed of the void.

"Huh~"

The soles of his feet flashed, and his figure rushed straight at a speed that dazzled everyone.

"Boom~"

The power of the killing array exploded, the sea of bitterness churned, the void trembled, and most of the hundred immortal emperors who were in a state of daze in their minds directly turned into blood mist!

Ziqing held the sword in her hand, if the immortal was in the dust, floating and approaching, the power of her Immortal Emperor's peak erupted, and between the swords, blood rain flew sideways!

Her white clothes were stained with blood, her face was cold, and although she couldn't bear it in her heart, she had to kill.

And with this killing, Ziqing's hatred that had always been suppressed in her heart, and her hatred for the surname Nie broke out directly!

"Kill~"

Her voice was sharp and cold, like a bloody Rakshasa shuttling through the rain of blood.

Every time the sword is released, there is an immortal emperor who is split, and Dugu Sword's shot is naturally more ruthless.

And these Immortal Emperors, ** shattered, the power of divine thoughts was suppressed by Long Hao again, and there was no chance to fight back at all!

The war is about to break out, and it has come to an end at the fastest speed!

At the top of the hill, the crowd of onlookers gasped one by one, feeling that what they were seeing was a show rather than a real fight.

Otherwise, even if three Immortal Emperors were at their peak, if they wanted to kill a hundred Immortal Emperors, it wouldn't be so simple!

Inheriting the Empire, the prince Chen Yang, the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, and at this time he was a little glad that he was not in the same stream as the two bulls.

Above the bitter sea, the blood mist gradually dissipated, the water surface had turned blood red, weapons fell, and dead corpses drifted with the water.

Even if there are still living among them, there is no chance of survival!

Ziqing's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, although she was the peak existence of the Immortal Emperor, she was most in conflict with fierce beasts and beasts, and rarely fought with human cultivators.

Especially this kind of big scene of facing hundreds of immortal emperors at one time, which made her a little afraid.

"Senior sister is mighty, senior brother is mighty!"

"Senior sister is mighty, senior brother is mighty......"

At this moment, the disciples of the Temple of the Gods on the top of the mountain let out a high-pitched and excited shout one by one.

After all, today's battle is a crushing victory, and it is also the first time in recent years that the Temple of the Gods has won among many forces!

In the midst of that cheer, Dugu Jian waved to everyone slightly, and then he looked at Ziqing, stepped over, and said with a grin: "I'm afraid, this is just a small scene." ”

Ziqing's eyes narrowed slightly, she glanced at Dugu Jian and Long Hao, and said: "The two of you are all killer moves, I really doubt it, you are the people of the Night Killer Organization!"

Dugu Jian raised his eyebrows and smiled, and replied: "We grew up being hunted and killed, and the methods of those killers are still a little worse than ours. ”

"Really?" Ziqing asked rhetorically, the glint in her eyes full of disbelief.

Dugu Jian nodded matter-of-factly, "It has to be, even if I lie to Long Hao, I won't lie to you." ”

"It's a pity that you haven't even told me who you really are, and you've been lying to me all along. Ziqing sighed softly, and then she stepped into the void and headed towards the top of the mountain.

Dugu Jian greeted Long Hao, then caught up with Ziqing's pace, and said: "I can only say that we are all the way and have a common goal, I believe that it won't be long before you understand." ”

Ziqing twisted her face and looked, "Really?"

"Hmm. Dugu Jian nodded, "Although we have something to hide, we will never harm you, please believe it." ”

Ziqing sighed softly, "I have believed in you since a few months ago, and now, I can only continue to believe......"

In the midst of the exchange, the figures of the three of them had reached the top of the mountain.

And with their arrival, except for the disciples of the Temple of the Gods, who felt honored, the others all retreated some distance and gave way to a piece of land.

With the occurrence and end of this fight, the entire venue was also quiet, and those people's hearts were all suspicious of the identities of Long Hao and Dugu Jian!

Sunset, moonrise.

The bitter sea is silent, the breeze is blowing, Niu Gui and Hong Qingsong have long since lost their figures, and even the existence of the hundred fallen immortal emperors is no longer to be found!

Time is in the past, like the wind passing, invisible, uncatchable.

The next day, when the morning light fell, two monks with bright heads walked out of Leiyin Island in the middle of the bitter sea.

"The Bitter Sea Bridge is about to open, and I hope that all donors will keep quiet, don't disturb the Buddhist disciples, and don't make noise to the Buddha's meditation. ”

A monk spoke, his voice clear and full of energy.

Hearing the monk's words, Long Hao raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at Ziqing, "Who is the Buddha in the monk's mouth?"

Ziqing thought for a moment and said, "It is the power of Buddhism, the presiding officer of this generation of Buddhism." ”

Long Hao shook his head and smiled, "Heh, a host, you can also be called a Buddha." ”

Zi Qingdu explained: "The Buddha is here for them, just a title, just like Nie Jinguang is in the Temple of the Gods, called the main hall master, to put it simply, it is just a name for identity. ”

"I see. Long Hao nodded and looked at the Thunder Sound Island.

At this moment, the bitter sea moved, like a dam rising from the bottom of the water, causing the waters of the bitter sea to roll from it to both sides.

Soon, a bluestone bridge deck appeared in the eyes of everyone, one end connected to the top of the mountain, and the other section was naturally on Leiyin Island.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Bodhi Son is about to mature, so come with the poor monks. ”

The monk spoke, and he turned and walked toward Tallinn.

At the top of the mountain, Long Hao, and Dugu Sword did not move, and naturally no one dared to go ahead of the group of cultivators.

Chen Yang thought for a moment, walked over, hugged his fists and said: "Two friends, that Tallinn is a labyrinth, if you can't keep up with the monk's footsteps, it will be difficult to go to the Bodhi Monastery." ”