"hehe… "
The five pharaohs slumped on the ground and smiled at the four Chen Daoming.
That playful expression was written all over his face.
"Now, it's too late, you wait, you have to be buried with us!"
"You wait for the qi and blood, which is extremely rich, just the delicious taste of the ancestor's recovery!"
Hearing these voices, Chen Daoming took two steps forward.
"Hehe, even if your ancestor is resurrected, so what?"
"You think your son didn't count?"
"Wait!"
Chen Daoming stood on the spot, without the slightest fear on his face.
suddenly.
"Crack..."
The sound of an egg shell cracking sounded.
A group of immortal cultivators looked up, and their pupils could not help shrinking.
I see.
There are cracks all over the body of the kilometer statue.
The entire statue seems to be about to shatter.
"No, run away!"
"The statue is about to break, you come here!"
Xiang Shichen shouted loudly.
A group of immortal cultivators turned into Changhong and hurriedly ran towards Xiang Shichen.
They hid in the cave, looked up at the statue, and their faces changed dramatically.
I see.
"Boom..."
A blast.
The mouth of the statue cracked directly.
No, it should be said that the layer of rock on the mouth cracked.
Sharp teeth, like pillars of the sky, exuded a chilling light.
Looking at it, it makes people hairy and sweaty.
"Boom..."
The rocks on the statue's face were all cracked.
The two big blood-red eyes exuded a breathtaking blood light that made people dare not look directly.
On the head, there are two giant horns that look like horns, and the faint red glow is emitted from time to time.
Corruption, blood-devouring, pain, hatred...
All kinds of negative breaths are blowing.
When it blows on people, it is like being in the Nine Serenity Prison, and the body is icy cold.
"This... This is the ancestor of the demon race - the queen! My God!"
"What, the queen is resurrected? It's over, it's over!"
"How should this be? The whole world is over!"
A group of cultivators looked at this scene with horror on their faces.
"Roar… "
Hou Qing opened the abyss mouth and let out a roar.
Infinite air waves, forming shock waves, sweeping across all directions.
The surrounding rock walls cracked directly into powder.
The mountains above the head, arched continuously, collapsed inch by inch.
A huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky from the periphery of the Taichu Mine and spread everywhere.
"boom!"
A dull sound quickly spread out, sweeping the entire Tianluo Continent.
At this moment, any immortal cultivator whose strength is above the semi-immortal realm, no matter what he is doing, his heart trembles at this moment.
They looked at the direction of the Northern Territory, and couldn't help frowning, their faces full of unease.
The periphery of the Taichu Mine, with the explosion point as the center, within a radius of ten miles, was moved to the ground.
From a distance, it looks like a huge pit.
A group of cultivators were shrouded in dust, and it took a long time before they struggled to get up.
They looked at Hou Qing, their bodies trembling violently.
Just a roar can destroy the world.
If you strike with all your strength, then the entire world will not collapse in an instant
Thinking about it makes me terrified.
The bodies of everyone moved back involuntarily.
"Huh..."
In Hou Qing's eyes, two red beams shot out and swept across all immortal cultivators.
Immediately.
Everyone's body trembled, and the whole person seemed to be imprisoned, unable to move.
suddenly.
Hou Qing's body trembled.
"Boom! Boom..."
The rocks on his body cracked open layer by layer.
After landing, the whole ground was lifted up in a overwhelming trend.
"boom!"
That piece of gold, like a mountain peak, was directly blown into tens of thousands of pieces, sputtering in all directions.
The cultivators on the ground, like ants swept up by the torrent, soared into the sky.
Then, he landed heavily and fell dizzy.
Strong, spitting blood.
The weak, collapsed into blood mist.
The five pharaohs, even if their bodies were like diamonds, oscillated between the waves, their bodies sunken and their bones broken.
In addition to the vitality that had already been sacrificed, four pharaohs died in an instant.
The remaining skinny old man fell to the ground, struggling to support.
He widened his eyes, staring straight ahead.
"Old Ancestor, you are finally alive!"
The skinny old man muttered to himself, his eyes gradually losing their lustre.
Seeing that, the skinny old man was about to die.
At this time.
"Huh..."
A burst of blood engulfed him at once.
In the eyes of the skinny old man, he regained his radiance, looked at Hou Qing, and said with gratitude, "Thank you, my ancestor!"
"No need!"
Hou Qing spoke lightly, his eyes swept around.
A wave of hands.
"Om..."
The world trembled.
Tens of thousands of immortal cultivators flew out of their bodies out of control.
In the end, they were all enveloped by a cloud of blood.
The four Chen Daoming were the first to bear the brunt.
"Huh..."
The blood on their bodies flew out uncontrollably.
Threads and strands of blood formed, gathered together, and flew into Houqing's mouth.
"what… "
Chen Daoming and the four struggled frantically and resorted to various means.
However, in this blood fog, all means are useless.
"Chen Alliance Lord, this... how can we do this?"
Seeing the surrounding immortal cultivators fall one by one, Wen Renshi's face was full of worry.
"Don't worry, the son will come to save us!"
Even though the qi and blood on his body were rapidly disappearing, Chen Daoming's face did not panic at all.
"Not bad! The son will come to rescue us!"
Although Mu Bing's face was pale, her expression was calm.
"But, why haven't you come yet? I'm so dizzy, am I going to die?"
Su Yiling murmured, looking back at the direction of the Great Demon Mountain, puzzled.
However.
And no response.
The vitality of the four people, along with the blood, is rapidly draining.
"what… "
The cultivators let out shrill screams, and in the end, they turned into a pile of bones.
The bones were weak and could not help the wind, and when the wind blew, they immediately shattered into powder and disappeared on the spot.
Not a moment.
Nearly 10,000 cultivators died tragically on the spot.
More than 500,000 people, and now the remaining, less than 50,000.
Even if it is Chi Lianmen, who cultivates by tempering the flesh, with surging qi and blood, at this moment, many people die.
Sect Master Xiang Shichen folded his hands together and muttered to himself.
"Gods and Taoists, please show your spirit, save us!"
Under his leadership, the surrounding disciples also put their hands together and began to pray.
"Supreme god and trickster, I am your most devout disciple. I know that you will come to save us!"
"God and Taoist, I have only one wish in my life, and that is to listen to your song! Please come!"
This sound kept ringing.
However, there was still no response for four weeks.
"Impossible, it's impossible!"
"Young Master won't let us leave it alone!"
"Something must have been delayed!"
Chen Daoming muttered to himself, struggling to support.
His blood and vitality were rapidly draining, making him weaker and weaker.
After a few more breaths, he will die tragically on the spot.
At this time.
"Huh..."
A red glow flew up from the ground.
In an instant, it flew to Hou Qing's eyebrows.
Seeing this scene, Chen Daoming's face regained all light.
"I understand!"
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