Whoosh!
As the Weishengyin of the male body, when he was about to do his hands, there was a sound of breaking through the air, his face changed drastically, and he turned around urgently, and suddenly saw a cold light flashing in the mist of the illusion god.
"This!"
He dodges quickly while using Illusory God to block it. A glare shield has just condensed and formed in front of him, but it suddenly explodes on the spot. The point of light can't be seen clearly, and it comes with lethal lethality.
"Uh?"
Weishengyin was stunned for a moment, and immediately flew up.
To be precise, his head flew up, but his body was not yet standing on the battleship.
When his head was tumbling in the sky, he finally saw clearly.
It was a transparent sword chain that killed him!
The ninth-order magic weapon, the sword of sin!
Also called Xiaowuxiangjian.
Invisible and highly toxic!
Kill with one sword, kill decisively!
At this moment, Weishengyin couldn't cry, he died too soon, and he still had some illusions.
bump!
When his head slammed back on the battleship, the daughter beside him screamed, Huarong paled, and her expression fell into despair.
"Father, save me!"
She hurried to Wu Meng Xianjun, probably forgot, at this time Wu Meng Xianjun was still waiting for her to save.
"Sister! Younger sister! We know we were wrong. My father and I will apologize to you when we go back. Please let us go and take us away. In the days to come, I will serve you instead!"
I have to say that Weishengxi's brain is still very bright, and when Weishengyin is killed, she can still think of using family affection to influence Weisheng Ink.
"Sister, we are all relatives. Without daddy, there would be no you. He gave you life and treated you well, right? You are different from those forty-nine. You have a soul, so you From small to large, hardly suffering, right?"
At the moment of death, she was so anxious that she turned white, her mouth was sharp, she said a lot in one breath, and even gave up resistance, and directly knelt down and prayed that the micro-creation ink stained. Obviously, she knew that if the micro-life ink stain was to protect Li Tianming should not kill them.
"Family... Daddy..."
These words made Weisheng Moyan's eyes a little more struggle, but soon they were replaced with greater anger.
At this time, using'family affection' as a weapon to use them is even more unfeeling and shameless!
"Sister... Ah!"
Weishengxi was yelling, so she screamed, her voice getting smaller and smaller, because even her head flew out.
Cang Dang!
Landing!
die!
She also opened her eyes wide, looking in the direction of Weisheng Moran, her eyes filled with unwillingness.
Behind her, a cold white-haired and black-robed boy appeared. The Divine Sin Sword in his hand was dripping blood, and this bloody sword was pointing towards Immortal Wumeng at this moment!
His gaze crossed the Immortal Monarch Wumeng, saw the girl in the middle of the storm, and saw that she had such a moment, Li Tianming was happy for her from his heart.
This is the relief bestowed by fate!
"I killed your brother and sister, is it okay?" Li Tianming asked.
"It's okay." She said with red lips. Judging from her answer, she is actually very sane now, not in a state of being possessed.
"I will kill you'Lao Tzu' next, is that okay?" Li Tianming asked.
"Leave it to me." She said three more words.
"become!"
With her six words, Li Tianming knew what to do.
Weisheng Moran's life experience, he knew clearly.
"No dream fairy, man is doing it, and the sky is watching! The person who loses his conscience will eventually be judged by the way of heaven, and today I, Li Tianming, will walk the way of heaven on behalf of the sky and send you to the deepest hell and suffer the most suffering!"
Take advantage of his illness and kill him.
For such a despicable opponent, he can’t give him the slightest chance. If he is given another handle, he will be able to play tricks. Now that Meng Wu Xianjun is in desperation, Li Tianming doesn’t want to give him any more. Chance of time.
Xianjun Wumeng himself was suppressed by the forty-nine phantom gods!
At this time, Li Tianming’s companion beast, the Shifang Era Excalibur, and Taiyi Illusory God, all suppressed together, and the forty-nine "Illusive Dream Whales" were smashed into pieces one after another. In this way, these Illusive Gods must be condensed again. , At least half a quarter of an hour.
Boom boom boom!
Dreamless Xianjun’s Dreamless Xinghai Fantasy God, completely collapsed!
And under the suppression of Weisheng Ink Stain, he is also unable to move any step. You must know that these are all phantom gods he designed. Some control barriers of frozen, decelerated, and turbulent types are extremely difficult to deal with, Li Tianming. Just suffered a lot.
Now, all become dreamless fairy kings asking for trouble!
Under this circumstance, Li Tianming was holding the Divine Sin Sword and killed it from behind him. The Divine Disaster Sword Qi burst out all over his body. The Divine Sin Sword was devastated and rotten. Together with the Divine Disaster Sword Qi, it was absolutely deadlier than the Eastern Emperor Sword in terms of killing.
Tianlong·Sky Sword Refining God!
This sword slammed out, the dragon of heaven whistled, and the sword prospered like a real dragon. With the momentum of destruction, all the resistance of Xianjun Wumeng was quickly shattered wherever he went.
Don't say it's an opponent from behind, even if it's face to face, Wu Meng Xianjun is not Li Tianming's opponent!
With this sword, the death penalty of Xianjun Wumeng has basically been declared!
Xianjun Wumeng at this moment had a paler face, and the death of his children was almost impossible, and he was caught in a desperate situation when he was flanked back and forth.
"Monster, monster!"
Until this time, he was still yelling in disgust, his eyes were enough to make Weisheng Mo stained, completely disappointed in him, only resentment, no feelings.
"go to hell."
These are the last three words she gave to Wu Meng Xianjun.
Resolutely and decisively!
All cause and effect will disappear with death.
Under her suppression, Immortal Wumeng was completely incompetent, and Li Tianming’s divine sin sword behind him suddenly turned into a sword chain. He used the heavenly sword to refine his body and penetrated his body. Afterwards, he pierced and pierced more than a dozen times. Xianjun Wumeng is tied into a blood man!
At this moment, the Divine Sin Sword has passed through his internal organs, abdomen, thighs, and arms, and entangled in a circle outside. With the destructive power of the Divine Disaster Sword Qi and Yin River God’s sin, even if the Emperor comes, it can’t be saved. There is no dream fairy.
Although this kind of injury was severe to the extreme, it was better than beheading, after all, it was not dead at least.
It's just that, not dead, for Fairy Wumeng, it was a bigger nightmare!
Covered with blood, he widened his eyes and knelt softly on the ground. At this moment, the general situation was gone. He was struggling in severe pain, but he could only scream, looking terribly miserable.
Until this time, he was struggling, like a micro-life seal, struggling to reach out to the micro-life Moran in front of him, and said miserably: "My good daughter, it's my father who was wrong. My father shouldn't transfer the blood grudge to you. , I just missed this thing for you. In addition, as the youngest girl and the most unique child, you are indeed happier than anyone else. Is it because of blood resentment that you hate me so much, you Are you going to murder your own father?"
boom!
Just after Wu Meng Xianjun had finished speaking, Li Tianming punched him in the mouth and directly sank his face in. He could only hum on the spot, speechless.
"Listen to disgusting words, so that you don't have to think about it later, and I want to dig him out of the soil and kill him again." Li Tianming smiled.
"Yeah." Weisheng Mo Ran nodded obediently.
"How do you want to kill him?" Li Tianming asked.
"Give me one of his fingers." Weisheng Moran said.
"Row."
Li Tianming didn't ask anything, but when Wumeng Xianjun heard this, he was completely horrified. He widened his eyes, looked at Weisheng Moran with miserable eyes, and fell into extreme despair.
Whoosh!
The sword of God's sin is very sharp.
Li Tianming's hand lifted the knife and dropped, and a finger of Xianjun Wumeng flew towards Weisheng Moran's hand.
I have to say that she has some changes in her unforgivable grudges.
Holding this finger in her hand, she seemed to be melancholy.
"This is the baptism of catastrophe. You will be reborn after the catastrophe. Do whatever you want. Today is a day without regrets. Girls, you have to be better to yourself." Li Tianming said.
"Okay, I'll cut it down." The fairy was flying beside him, nodding his head.
"...!"
Mistakes.
Just as Li Tianming was proud of his'famous sayings', he was immediately'surrendered' by the claws of the immortal.
However, Weisheng Moran really listened to this sentence.
She nodded.
Then something strange happened.