With a "bang—" sound, in an instant, before the Poison Phoenix God Fairy had time to resist, she was casually suppressed by Li Qiye, and her whole body was suppressed on the ground, unable to move.
"Boy, eat my fan—" Seeing the defeat of the Poison Phoenix God Fairy, Yu Yansheng shot and shouted wildly, and the feather fan in his hand instantly slapped out.
There was a loud noise of "Boom", the real fire was overwhelming, and the world was burned out. In an instant, the whole world was submerged by the terrifying real fire. If such real fire fanned out, it was simply a sect that could burn a sect. The ashes were wiped out, terrifying.
The sound of "Zi, Zi, Zi" sounded. Under the real fire, the sky full of yellow sand was melted and melted into blocks of magma, just like a volcanic eruption.
As for Li Qiye in the real fire, he was completely swallowed up by the real fire, and the most powerful and terrifying real fire rushed towards Li Qiye frantically, as if he was about to swallow and burn Li Qiye completely.
With a sound of "Zi-", at this moment, Li Qiye just swept it away, suppressed by the extreme cold, and instantly extinguished all the real fire, no matter how strong and fierce the real fire was, it was extinguished in an instant. , Under this extreme cold, Yu Yansheng's innocent real fire was just a ray of flame in the ice and snow.
With a sound of "dang", Li Qiye just casually touched it, Xuan Bing was like an iron chain, and the sound of "dang, dang, dang" instantly locked Yu Yansheng's whole body on the ground, unable to move.
Suddenly, the four of Mad Cow and the others were defeated, only the sick one did not take action.
From beginning to end, Li Qiye had only one palm out, without any weapons, no exercises, and with every gesture, he defeated Mad Bull and the four immortal true gods.
"This is just a little bit of strength to accompany you to play." Li Qiye stood there calmly, speaking with a hand, and said indifferently: "If I get serious, don't say it's a thief, even me. I am afraid."
At this time, whether it was a mad cow or an eight-armed golden dragon, they were all pale with amazement. They were immortal true gods, and they were powerful enemies of the Taiqing Emperor. Needless to say, they were so powerful.
However, today, the four of them made their moves one after another, and they were all defeated by Li Qiye, and Li Qiye only used one palm from the beginning to the end, which meant that Li Qiye had defeated them in their gestures.
What a terrifying strength this is, so Mad Bull and Eight-armed Golden Dragon have all realized that they have encountered a terrifying person. After all, to defeat them, there is no chance at all.
At this moment, Crazy Bull and Eight-armed Golden Dragon couldn't help their eye pupils shrink. At this moment, they couldn't estimate Li Qiye's strength. This was beyond their guilt, and it was already unfathomable.
"Are you still going to take action?" Li Qiye stood with his hand in his hand, looking at the sick gentleman, calm and calm.
"I have reached this point, knowing that it is a defeat, I can only fight." At this moment, Bingjun sighed softly, and as soon as the words fell, he threw the crutches in his hand.
Bingjun knew that he was not Li Qiye’s opponent at this time. Although he was a lot better than Mad Bull and the others, he could not beat Mad Bull and the eight-armed golden dragon with gestures. , I'm afraid that no one in the entire imperial system will do it.
There was a loud bang of "Boom". At this moment, Mr. Bing spewed out overwhelming mist all over his body. The mist sprayed out of Mr. Bing was a piece of gray, like haze.
At this moment, Bingjun no longer looks like a sick man. At this moment, Bingjun is like a different person, swallowing mountains and rivers with anger, like a supreme emperor, with the aura of a king over the world.
Even if the sick man is only wearing a cloth coat at this time, but the aura he exudes is still a noble emperor, just like a born emperor, ruling all domains and in charge of the universe.
This is the sick gentleman, this is his true appearance, as for the appearance of sickness, it is only the appearance. Don't forget, the name of Bingjun does not focus on the word "ill", but on the word "jun". The word "jun" in him means king over the world.
One can imagine how powerful and terrifying the sick man back then was.
The sound of "Zi, Zi, Zi" sounded. When Mr. Bing took a step, as he took his steps, when his gray mist touched the yellow sand, the yellow sand on the ground suddenly decayed. You know, every grain of yellow sand here is as solid as a spar, but when it is touched by the gray mist, it turns into powder.
This is the avenue of Divine Plague of Bingjun, under his avenue, he can even destroy a sect, a heritage, a million army, in his eyes, it is also vulnerable.
"Qi comes—" Bingjun screamed, and with a loud "boom", his gray mist rushed into the sky and sprayed into the sky, even if it was a large star, it would be impacted by the aura of such a divine plague. It turns into powder at once, and the stars will disappear like this.
With a loud "bang", at this moment, the terrifying breath of Divine Plague attacked Li Qiye like a storm, as if to tear Li Qiye to pieces and tear it into powder.
As soon as Bingjun took action, he was like a tyrannical Lord Plague, a generation of kings with destruction and death. Such a scene made people shudder when they saw it.
"Divine plague?" Li Qiye just smiled in the face of the whistling divine plague aura, and said: "Compared to my death, that is just a small technique." As soon as the words fell, he just pointed casually.
There was a sound of "Om". At this moment, there was a ray of death lingering at Li Qiye's fingertips. The ray of death seemed to be very weak, and it would be extinguished at any time.
There was a sound of "Zi, Zi, Zi", but just under this ray of death breath, I saw the breath of the gods and plague roaring into the sky instantly replaced by the breath of death, in the blink of an eye, even if it was a god The pestilence aura died all of a sudden, turned into powder and drifted away.
With the last sound of "Zi", all the breath of the Divine Plague was swallowed by death. The terrifying Divine Plague was so insignificant compared to death. Death is the destination of everything, and nothing can be escaped.
With a "bang" sound, the sick man wanted to rush forward in one step, but he stopped abruptly, smashed the ground with one step, and stabilized his figure.
Because at this moment, Li Qiye's fingers were right in front of his eyes, and a breath of death was swaying in front of his throat at this moment. As long as he stepped forward a little bit, the breath of death would instantly penetrate into his body.
Bingjun himself can create the Great Path of Divine Plague. Of course, he understands that once the breath of death penetrates into his body, then he will undoubtedly die.
At this moment, Lord Bing froze there, afraid to move, even swallowing a mouthful of water, as if he was afraid that if he moved, the breath of death would penetrate into his body.
With a "bang" sound, Li Qiye turned it over and suppressed the sick man to the ground.
In the blink of an eye, all five of Bingjun and the others were suppressed on the ground, and all five of them were defeated by Li Qiye, and Li Qiye was just showing up.
Seeing that Mr. Bing was knocked to the ground, at this moment, Yu Yansheng and their faces changed drastically, and they were shocked. At this moment, they couldn't help but despair.
Among them, the sick man is the most powerful. It can even be said that the sick man can be one enemy four. Now the sick man is suppressed by Li Qiye on the ground. They are not Li Qiye's opponents at all. When the sick man fell on the ground , That means their only hope has been extinguished.
"No, my horns—" At this moment, Mad Cow could not help but yell while holding his broken horn.
For Mad Cow, it’s not easy for the horns he broke to grow back. It’s no better than the arm of the eight-armed golden dragon. Although the arm of the eight-armed golden dragon was torn off, his arm wanted Remodeling is much easier.
And his horns grow out inch by inch, not as simple as reshaping.
"It's almost dead, what do you care about the horns?" Seeing the mad cow howling wildly holding his horns, the eight-armed golden dragon didn't have a good temper, and said, "Couldn't you be able to leave it to your children and grandchildren?"
"That's really possible—" Mad Niu was a real person, and said seriously: "Our clan can leave the horns to our children, especially my horns. It is a priceless treasure and can be used as a town home for my children and grandchildren. Things."
Seeing the strength of the mad cow, Yu Yansheng and the others were speechless. At this time, they were all fish on Li Qiye's chopping board. Their lives were hanging by a thread, and they would die at any time, but the mad cow cared about his horns. Speechless.
"It's really boring." Li Qiye yawned, glanced at the sick man and the others casually, and said leisurely: "What should I do with you guys?"
"If you want to kill, you have to go as you please. Anyway, I am not a bull who has never died." The mad bull with a rough character yelled, and said, "I won't beg you for mercy!"
"Study skills are not good, the defeated man has nothing to say." Compared with the rough mad cow, Yu Yansheng spoke more fluently, and when he spoke, he was also a bit verbose.
"It's all inevitable, it's just that you will die sooner or later." The Poison Phoenix God Ji also simply said: "Do it, die early or resurrect early, no more suffering for the rest of your life."
"Kill, I won't shame my brows." The eight-armed golden dragon also laughed wildly, and said: "Anyway, in this ghost place, it's hard to escape, but it's just a late death. Let's go one step ahead, and the future is underground. Huang Quan is waiting for you."
"Who said I'm going to die?" Li Qiye yawned and said boredly.
"Hey, kid, this is a prehistoric prison. When you get here, you can't escape, but you die sooner or later." The eight-armed golden dragon said, "Anyway, you will die here too. You don't want to go out in this life. Up."