"No... ... "
Seeing Huo Qilin being cut in half, Yan Wushuang finally roared out, his eyes were scarlet red, and his mouth was spitting out blood and foam, which made people smell pitiful.
Huo Qilin has never been so weak as now, and even the strength to speak is almost gone.
The Immortal Lord of the Feather Tribe, the Immortal Lord of the Black Dragon Tribe, and others had bright eyes, and they raised their hands with strong suction, sucking the blood of the Qilin that had not yet had time to hit the ground, and then put it away... This is the Qilin Precious blood has a great effect.
"You beasts, don't expect a good death, ah..." Yan Wushuang's teeth were almost broken. He saw his brother cut in half and even the blood was taken away. This kind of pain made his eyes split.
"This Qilin bone is also a good thing." The Immortal Lord of the Yu Clan ignored Yan Wushuang's roar, but looked greedily at the two halves of the Fire Qilin's body.
"I want his essence and blood." The Black Dragon Clan Immortal Lord said coldly.
The Immortal Lord of the Wolf Clan had a ferocious look on his face and said: "In that case, I want his tendon, and I can make it into a divine bow and sharp arrows when I go back."
"Then, his soul will belong to me." said the strong man from the Yellow Wolf Clan.
The mythical beast Qilin is full of treasures.
"I'll kill you bastards." Qilin Immortal Lord's beard and hair were spread out, and he went into a rage. Huo Qilin was the only surviving descendant of the Qilin clan, and now he was cut into pieces. He was going crazy.
The power of the billowing red flames continued to sweep through the air... However, faced with the restraints of the three immortal kings, not only did he fail to break through the encirclement, but he was hit by two palms and was even more seriously injured.
The same goes for the famous Sword Immortal Lord. His whole body is covered with sword marks and blood is flowing wildly. Under the siege of the three Immortal Lords, his combat power is getting weaker and weaker.
"In that case, let's take action quickly." The Black Dragon Clan Immortal Lord said cruelly.
The Immortal Lord of the Feather Tribe nodded slightly, and the golden wings behind him slowly stood up, like two golden sharp blades. As long as they were cut down, they could cut the fire unicorn into pieces.
"You bastard... don't even think about it..." Yan Wushuang roared, his eyes were red, and he sprayed several mouthfuls of blood, his face stained with blood. Under the restraint of the four immortal kings, his body began to explode. A bright red light emitted and continued to expand.
"Little Swallow..." Huo Qilin cried and shouted urgently, "No..."
Yan Wushuang went crazy, he wanted to burn his essence and blood... and explode himself.
The Immortal Lord self-destructed, and the power was absolutely terrifying. Even the Yu Clan Immortal Lord and others would not be able to escape intact.
The four people also panicked for a moment. They didn't expect Yan Wushuang to be so cruel, directly burning his blood and self-destruction. This was because he wanted to die.
Yan Wushuang's body swelled up, like an inflated balloon, with a red light all over her body.
"Little Yanzi... your uncle... what the hell are you trying to be a hero..." Huo Qilin burst into tears.
Yan Wushuang grinned with difficulty and said hoarsely: "Lion... let's go together..."
"What are you still doing? Take action and suppress it." The Immortal Lord of the Yu Clan no longer cared about dismembering the Fire Qilin, and hurriedly called on the other three people to suppress Yan Wushuang.
Once Yan Wushuang self-destructs, Huo Qilin will be blown to pieces, and the four of them will not be safe.
A powerful Immortal Lord realm self-destruction was enough to drag four Immortal Lords down.
Self-destruction... No one wants it. Once self-destruction, the soul is destroyed and disappears completely from the world. Even if most people die, they will not choose to self-destruct, because after death, the soul still has a chance to escape, but after self-destruction, Then there was nothing.
Yan Wushuang... is a ruthless person.
The four of them went crazy, their inner breath surged toward Yan Wushuang, and began to suppress him and self-destruct.
But Yan Wushuang has fallen into madness, bent on self-destruction, and wants to drag these four people into the water.
He now knows very well that only by dragging these four into hell can the earth warriors present have a chance to survive. Otherwise, for the ten immortal kings, this chasm will eventually fall, with rivers of blood flowing and corpses strewn everywhere.
"You are bastards, come to hell with me." Yan Wushuang's face was twisted and he yelled crazily.
"You want to self-destruct, you are delusional." The Immortal Lord of the Black Dragon Clan sneered, and casually held out a golden jar. It looked like a baby. This strange-looking thing floated into the air, bursting out with thousands of golden lights, and actually enveloped Yan Wushuang. in.
This golden light actually suppressed Yan Wushuang, and thousands of golden lights, like golden rays, actually penetrated into Yan Wushuang's body.
"Ah..." Yan Wushuang couldn't help but scream miserably. These golden lights penetrated into his body and went straight to his dantian, trying to destroy his cultivation.
Yan Wushuang is constantly burning his blood and essence to resist. If his cultivation is destroyed, let alone self-destruct, he will be directly reduced to a useless person.
The Black Dragon Clan Immortal Lord had a sneer on his face, "If you want to blow yourself up, I think you should find a way to protect yourself first."
Bang!
Suddenly, Yan Wushuang screamed miserably, and one of his legs was torn apart by golden light and turned into blood mist.
He is now desperately resisting Jin Mang, and has no time to be distracted, let alone self-destruct.
"Little Swallow..." Huo Qilin roared in grief and anger.
"Why are you still standing there, chop off his head and see how he blows himself up?" The Immortal Lord of the Wolf Clan said with a ferocious look on his face.
The Immortal Lord of the Feather Clan had an extremely cruel look on his face, his wings were raised, his golden light flashed, and then he slashed hard towards Yan Wushuang's neck.
"Little Swallow..." Huo Qilin roared sadly and indignantly.
Qilin Immortal Lord and Famous Sword Immortal Lord also roared angrily, but there was nothing they could do.
Qilin Immortal Lord's face was filled with sadness. He was an ancient Immortal Lord, but no matter what happened now, being born again would not help matters.
Huo Qilin closed his eyes and couldn't bear to look anymore. He watched his brother be beheaded with his own eyes. How cruel was this
Tears flowed from the corners of Yan Wu's eyes. At this moment, he was only angry, angry that he was so weak that he couldn't even self-destruct. He also closed his eyes... In this life, he has no regrets. The only one he's sorry for is Yao Bai. moon.
boom!
The golden wings were like a golden wheel, slashing down hard, and the storm spread, as if it was going to split the ground.
This ferocious slash could tear even steel into pieces, let alone Yan Wushuang.
"Ah..." The shrill screams resounded through the sky, sending chills all over the body.
In the distance, those alien races and earth warriors who were fighting all subconsciously stopped at this moment and turned to look.
The head flew into the air, and blood spurted several meters high.
Everyone turned into stone and wood carvings, their blood ran cold, and they lost their minds.
"You...who are you?" A terrified scream.
"..."...
Fire Qilin was slightly startled. This was the voice of the Immortal Lord of the Yu Clan. Why was it like seeing a ghost? He slowly opened his eyes and saw the head falling from mid-air. His eyes suddenly widened... This It's not Yan Wushuang's head, it's the head of the Immortal Lord of the Huangxian Clan.
Yan Wushuang closed his eyes and waited for death, but did not feel any pain, but heard the shrill screams of the Feather Clan Immortal Lord... He subconsciously opened his eyes, only to see a headless corpse falling slowly. The ground... He took a breath of air and thought stupidly, this is not him...
The Qilin Immortal Lord and the Famous Sword Immortal Lord were all horrified and dumbfounded... They could see clearly that just when the Yu Clan Immortal Lord was about to stand on Yan Wushuang's neck, a figure suddenly appeared. , then slowly stretched out his hand, and the golden wings stood fiercely on the outstretched hand.
There was a bang... The storm swept across, but this hand was unscathed. Instead, it grabbed the wings of the Feather Clan Immortal Lord and tore them off alive.
In this person's hands, the wings turned into a purple sharp blade, passed across the road, and cut off the head of the Huangxian Clan Immortal Lord beside him as easily as drinking water.
... ... Even if he is as strong as the Immortal Lord, his blood is frozen at this moment.
Everyone's eyes were focused on this man. He was dressed in white glazed clothes, with thousands of black silks reaching his waist. His eyebrows were picturesque, his eyes were like stars, and there was a blood-colored vertical line between his eyebrows, which made him look particularly enchanting.
who is he
Huo Qilin felt the same and turned around to look. Only half of his body trembled slightly and was completely petrified.
Yan Wushuang also looked around and saw the people around her clearly. Her eyes froze and she opened her mouth, but she couldn't say a word.
... ... He is indeed still alive.
"Chu Shen..." Someone shouted out in a low voice.
"It's really Chu Shen, he's still alive, he's not dead."
"Shen Chu has come to save us... We are saved..."
"You foreign bastards, you are doomed. God Chu is here, why don't you hurry up and capture him..."
The warriors on Earth all had their eyes red with excitement, wiped away tears, and screamed with excitement, the sound shaking the sky.
They originally thought they were dead... The appearance of Chu Xun heralded their salvation... The joy of surviving the disaster made them a little crazy.
"Chu God... Chu God... Chu God..."
The excited cheers were like waves, one wave after another.
Is this Chu Xun? Qilin Immortal asked the famous Sword Immortal with his eyes.
The famous Sword Immortal Lord shook his head slightly. He had never seen Chu Xun, but had only heard about it.
But... From the looks of it, there is no doubt that it is Chu Xun.
However, this was much scarier than the Chu Xun they had heard about.
"I knew... you were still alive..." Huo Qilin grinned with difficulty, but soon cursed: "Damn it, Xiao Yanzi and I almost went down there to look for you. is you."
"You two look... a bit miserable..." Chu Xun's smile was a little narrow.
Huo Qilin and Yan Wushuang rolled their eyes at the same time. It was indeed this devil... It was still the same as before, unchanged at all.
"Are you two waiting for me to treat you to dinner?" Chu Xun turned to look at the Black Dragon Clan Immortal Lord and the Peacock Clan Immortal Lord surrounding Yan Wushuang and Huo Qilin.
The two people woke up from a dream. They were stunned just now and could not react for a moment. Then they realized that they were standing next to Chu Xun. They were shot backwards as if they were bitten by a poisonous snake.
However, Chu Xun snorted coldly, which was like a muffled thunder exploding in their minds, making their souls almost explode. Then Chu Xun waved his hands slightly, as if to shoo away flies.
Boom boom...!
Two dull explosions and dazzling blood mist exploded in the air. The Peacock Clan Immortal Lord and the Black Dragon Immortal Lord screamed miserably. They rolled and flew out in the air. Their lower body disappeared at waist level. As Chu Xun waved his hand, the lower body of his body disappeared. It had already exploded into blood mist.
Everyone shivered, their hands and feet were cold, and a chill rushed down their tail bones to the back of their heads, making them shiver from the cold.
That was the Immortal Lord, not a fly. He was crippled with just a wave of his hand... If he didn't have a strong heart, this scene alone would scare a lot of people to death.
... ...