"Who are you?" A powerful man in the divine realm came to the shore and stared at the figure in coir raincoat on the green leaf boat.
But what answered him was a long lightning-like whip shadow.
The mysterious figure in the coir raincoat didn't say a word. With a flick of his wrist, the fishing rod in his hand crossed the spatial distance in an extremely strange way. He instantly drew it over, shattered the layers of void, and directly killed him.
"You... are looking for death!" The God Realm expert who asked the question was shocked and angry. What kind of identity did he have? He snorted coldly, clapped his palms, powerful profound energy surged, and his palms were like knives, slashing at the fishing rod!
boom!
The tyrannical power exploded in the void.
The strong man in the divine realm groaned and backed away in shock. He held his right wrist with one hand and blood spurted out. The entire palm of his right hand was entangled in the fishing rod and line, cut off and fell to the ground.
The moment they fought, they suffered a big loss.
Everyone was slightly shocked when they saw this.
This god-level expert named Blue Star is also a well-known veteran god-level expert in the Northern Territory. His strength is above the level of the god-level. He has been famous for a long time. Unexpectedly, one of his palms was cut off at the moment of the fight. The mysterious figure in coir raincoat on the green leaf boat is a bit scary.
"Your Excellency is guarding here, blocking the way. Could it be that you are one of the twelve dark envoys?" Ding Honglei asked with a solemn expression.
On the green leaf boat, the mysterious figure in coir raincoat laughed mercilessly. The fishing rod in his hand shook slightly, and a heart-wrenching sound came from the fishing line. The fishing line once again fished out a fish from the rolling lava. The crimson essence koi swallowed it with his mouth open, and then suddenly turned his head.
The face under the straw hat was in shadow, blurry, and had a strange feeling.
"Before the river of extinction, there is death and no life. I am living, and I am living, and the dead are dying!"
The faint voice surged above the magma, like a ghost's curse, filled with bone-chilling murderous intent.
Ding Honglei's expression changed and she said, "It turns out that you are one of the twelve dark envoys."
"You little girl, you actually know my name. In that case, I'll spare your life and go back the way you came." The mysterious figure in coir raincoat said with a smile.
The tone left no room for doubt.
Ding Honglei smiled slightly and said: "You are just a secret messenger, and you also call me little doll. You really don't know the meaning of it, and you are still showing off here. I advise you to get out of the way, otherwise the end will be yours." example."
The words have not yet finished.
boom!
The sky above the magma torrent suddenly overflowed with murderous intent, as if it was winter in an instant.
The mysterious figure in the coir raincoat stood up, and the straw hat on his head exploded, revealing a pitch-black head. It had no facial features, but a head-sized group of light swaying with black demonic mist, with two dots of scarlet. Colorful flames flickered in it, like a pair of evil eyes, extremely eerie and evil.
At this moment, the atmosphere of Qingye Bianzhou's coir raincoat and straw hat before was suddenly swept away.
"Did you, a bitch, kill you?" The voice surged out from the head of the ghostly demon mist, without any emotion, like rotten bones rubbing against each other. He paused, and then said: "No, no, your strength, why? He was killed, you know who the murderer is, right?"
Ding Honglei's expression suddenly turned sharp: "The Twelve Dark Angels are just a bunch of rotten things that should have died long ago. They still crawled out of their graves, abandoned the glory of warriors, brought harm to the world, and reversed reincarnation. They really deserve to die, and everyone will be punished. After all, the person you killed is a hero, how can you allow you to blaspheme and insult him?"
"Unbridled!" Furious, the torrent of magma around him surged, and the fishing rod in his hand flashed like lightning, strangled toward Ding Honglei like a life-threatening chain of death.
"A dead soul, I will send you to your grave today." Ding Honglei's momentum surged, and he advanced instead of retreating. The red light flashed between his bright wrists, and the vermilion sky shot out.
boom!
The fishing rod and Zhuhong Tianluo collided hard in the air, and they were shaken back.
"It turns out that the artifact is in your hands. Okay, very good. As expected, you killed me, bitch. I want you to die." The user roared like a giant beast, the sound waves surged around the void, and the lava river suddenly became turbulent. stand up.
"Let's all take action together and kill him first." The head of Qingyun Sect shouted in a deep voice and took action at the same time.
boom!
A Qingyun palm print is like an emerald jade sculpture, suppressing it.
"Haha...hehehehe...a bunch of chickens and dogs, how dare you attack me, I'll send you on your way." His chuckle was full of contempt and cruelty for life. Facing dozens of powerful men in the divine realm, he didn't show any emotion at all. of fear,
The fishing rod in his hand evolved into a sword style, instantly shattering Qingyun's palm print.
Dozens of sword lights pierced the sky, crushing towards the crowd.
Almost at the same time, other powerful gods also took action.
Regarding the legend of the twelve dark envoys, some powerful men in the divine realm who have been in high positions for a long time have heard vaguely. It is said that they are the twelve strongest divine generals under the command of the Netherworld True Immortal. Their origins and identities are mysterious, but they are all suppressors. The mystery is also cruel and terrifying, but against these monsters walking in the darkness, there is basically no chance of survival.
The sensational murder of an extremely powerful man and his family's murder on the Endless Continent has been buried in history. On the surface, it looks like various vendettas and sect fights, but in fact, there are twelve dark envoys behind it.
These secrets are only vaguely known by the circle of powerful people in the divine realm.
Unexpectedly, I actually met the legendary Twelve Dark Envoys today.
However, since everyone is already on the opposite side of the dark force, there is no possibility or room for compromise. Many powerful gods will not be frightened by the opponent's vicious reputation and use all their strength to intercept and kill him!
Only Ding Hao and other juniors were asked to temporarily raid the formation.
In an instant, the entire void was almost shattered.
Fortunately, the power of law in this depth is extremely rich and powerful, and the void will be restored the moment it is shattered, and so many powerful gods will not blast out chaotic energy flows with all their strength, and will not crush the chaos of time and space.
Ding Hao used his martial arts eyes to observe the fierce battle carefully.
In terms of the use of power and combat experience by the veteran gods, there is a lot for the younger generation like Ding Hao to learn. In addition, their use of the power of laws is obviously better than that of Ding Hao, the new generation who have just stepped into the gods. Much more skillful.
The only thing that makes Ding Hao and others a little regretful is that almost all the battlefields are of middle and low-level gods. No one can build their own way. They cannot open their own way like the Xuanshuang God of War in the North Territory in the past. This has always been the case. They are all one of the magical powers that Ding Hao yearns for, but it is a pity that he cannot figure them out to the edge.
Bang bang!
Amidst the impact, there was a series of muffled groans.
Two strong men in the divine realm spurted blood and flew back, their bodies broken, but they recovered in an instant, but their faces were slightly pale and they were seriously injured.
Both of these two people have not yet perfected the Divine Realm, so they cannot withstand the fluctuations of this level of fighting, and are the first to be injured.
It is indeed very fierce. He stands steadily on the green leaf boat. The slender fishing rod in his hand is like a peerless magic sword. He is constantly evolving various sword styles. He can steadily use the power of one person. Withstood the attacks of dozens of powerful gods.
Ding Hao carefully observed the fishing rod sword style.
"It's a sword technique from the Immortal Ancient Era. It's called. It was once one of the mythical martial arts from the Immortal Ancient Era. However, this person's learning is not complete, and three of the techniques are missing." The voice of the Sword Ancestor sounded, and for the world's swords He knows very well about the techniques - especially the many sword techniques from the ancient Immortal Era, and he is the most qualified to comment on them.
Swordsmanship from the Immortal Ancient Era
Ding Hao nodded. No wonder he felt that this swordsmanship was full of ancient meaning. It was completely different from the current martial arts swordsmanship. It was also different from the hundreds of ancient swordsmanship he had obtained in the Heavenly Sword Juejian Tower. It was obviously much older.
Under the secret guidance of the Sword Ancestor, Ding Hao quickly discovered the shortcomings of this swordsmanship. Sure enough, it was missing three extremely important styles, so that this mythical swordsmanship from the ancient immortal era could not be fully utilized. Power, but even so, it is extremely terrifying.
Ding Hao possesses the dual holy bodies of swords and swords, and his ability to understand and learn swordsmanship and swordsmanship is unparalleled in ancient and modern times. Under the guidance of the Sword Ancestor, he is basically very familiar with this book after reading it.
But after all, it is a mythical martial arts that was also famous in the Immortal Ancient Era. Therefore, Ding Hao has not yet been able to spy on the methods and mental methods that activate the power of the sword style, so he cannot exert such power as usual. However, he can fight against the enemy in the world. , but will never fall into a disadvantage.
Ding Hao is taking the road of sword intention and sword intention, and needs to understand the power of the sword, so he is not particularly enthusiastic about this mythical sword technique. He only needs to understand its meaning and routine, and does not need to spend energy to study it in depth.
Boom boom boom!
There were loud explosions.
A dozen more figures flew back, groaning and spurting blood.
So many people took action, but it was impossible to suppress them.
Sure enough, it is the legendary existence that walks in the darkness, bringing destruction, death and blood, like a god of death.
"Hahaha, a bunch of chickens and dogs dare to break into the pass I guard. You are bringing your own death!" He laughed, and the fishing rod in his hand evolved into a sword style. The sword light in the sky was really like dancing in the wind. It seemed that There was no trace, no pattern, and it actually contained great murderous intent. It actually forced Ding Honglei and others to retreat.
Kill the true god when the sword wind rises, don't act in a dishonorable manner!
This is a widely circulated proverb in the Immortal Ancient Era. It refers to the terror of the human body, even the power of the human body can kill the true god!
"Hahahaha, in today's era, has martial arts declined so much? A group of wastes have actually come to my doorstep. Lord Immortal really looks up to you..." He laughed disdainfully, and the laughter thundered through the dark red space. Among them, the sword retreated from the heroes, and his heart felt infinitely happy. The power of the sword surged, and the magma around Qingye Bianzhou shook and rolled.