You know, Xuanwu eight people are very human, rare people can hurt them, but now almost died, the heart of the grievances do not mention, now there is this opportunity, not to mention the other side is to cultivate the unrecovered demon Taoist, even if it is the Taojun, but also to fight back.

The sky was torn apart, and the island was directly sunk in half, and countless deaths and injuries were carried out.

This is not necessary between the saints, will not shoot, even if they shoot, it is also because of the outside world.

However, the eight of us can’t control much.

The demonic Taoist magic is vast, and even if the cultivation has not yet been fully restored, it is also very terrible.

If there were no blood jackets, all eight of them would have a dead end.

Now there is an opportunity, and naturally we have to fight back.

Before, it was the demonic Dao to the slaughter!

Now they want to be slaughtered!

Of course, this is an exaggerated speech, after all, this is the demonic Taoist, there is the power of the sanity of the sanity, even if the blood of the people is strong, but the emperor has died after all, the blood of the people is not enough to leave the power of the Taojun.

Therefore, the demonic Daoist did not retreat, but shot again to kill the eight people of the Heavenly Man who had served the blood of the people.

At this time, the power of the seven people of Xuanwu gathered in the one person through the Heavenly People, the momentum continued to climb, and the great power of the holy force entered the blood jacket of the people, and the power of terror was transmitted.

Only in the torn firm sky, the blood coat of the flint spread, the blood-red cuffs like the hands of the blood demon, from the bottom up to the hands of the demonic saint.

“The Rumble!”

The Ya people's moral strength is full of heaven and earth, and even in today's fairy world, few people are their opponents.

This has been seen so far by no human saint.

Because of the cultivation to the land of the saints, to become saints, the whole fairy world, unless it is covered up by special means, there is no thing they can't know, and the eight people of the Heavenly Man have served to make the blood-coat of the demonic people, and they already knew it.

The reason why they did not shoot is to avoid the strength of the demonic people, participate in it, and fear of falling.

And the demonic Taoist is indeed powerful, even if the gathering of the eight people through the heavenly people, the service makes the blood of the people, in addition to the first traumatizing each other, has not been able to occupy the upper hand; Li Fengyang a few people's joy of the look, also slowly disappeared, condensed up.

“Brother Lee...”The beads are still worried.

“Go!”

But before it was finished, the spirit beads saw Li Fengyang hit a dead yellow oil lamp, how ordinary it is, but in the instant of Li Fengyang's play, the wick caught a golden flame.

“The Emperor’s lamp?”

The ancestors and Xuanwu saw the emperor lamp flying, first of all, immediately showed the color of surprise, Xuanwu said in unbelief: "Boy, you even have this baby?"

"The emperor's lamp is the baby before the people's emperors get the way, the people's emperors use it to cultivate, stained with the emperor's breath, with it, coupled with the blood coat of the people, will be able to deal with this hidden out-of-the-law."The old man said excitedly.

Zhuo Tian several people are also great joy, through the Heavenly people do not hesitate, the Holy Spirit into the emperor's lamp, and the blood jacket of the people to meet, suddenly saw the light of the fire, sprinkled a hundred wide golden fire.

Everyone saw this surprise, and so did Li Fengyang.

And they were still shocked in the back, only to see the strong golden fire shining on the blood of the people, in the golden wick, there was a sitting figure, far away, as if someone under the light to understand.

“The Emperor’s shadow?”The patriarch was surprised.

"I know that the emperor has been cultivating under this lamp, and under the accumulation of time, the shadow of the emperor's cultivation has been branded in the burning wick."The occult is excited.

“Is there such a thing?”Zhuo Tian was surprised.

“It is not surprising that the Buddha’s ancestors also left their own shadow on the stone walls of the cultivation place.”The ancestor said.

The dark masters also nodded, the ancestor of the Buddha was not a Taojun, but a Taoist saint, and was able to leave his shadow on the stone wall, so it is not surprising that the emperor left his shadow in the light.

“Hold on!”

Just after the heavenly people accepted the power of the seven basalts and completely put the sacred force into the blood coat of the people, the shadow in the golden lamp suddenly came out, and even merged with the blood jacket of the Yan people, and became a bloody figure.

“The Emperor?”

The shadow of the emperor was integrated into the blood jacket of the people, as if he had come alive, rushed up at once, and immediately came up in the depths of the sky, and then there was a scream, only to see a large amount of blood spilling.

"My grandfather will be back."

The voice of the demonic Dao Sang's unwillingness and pain came, a fist smashed down, a blow away, a blood shadow passed under the torn sky, and rushed out of the four seas.

“The Rumble!”

Although the demon Dao Shi left, he broke a punch when he left, and his strength was terrible, and he shook the blood-colored figure of the Yan people and fell down.

Only the blood of the Yan people drifted down, and the golden figure returned to the blazing golden lamp, disappeared, and the fiery lamp was quickly extinguished.

“Hang on!”

Almost in an instant, all eight people in the world squirt out a mouthful of blood, fell down, and staggered to barely stabilize their bodies.

This time, they were already damaged, and they put all their strength into the blood jacket of the people, and now they are under the power of the demonic Daoist, even if it is only a residual force, they cannot bear it.

“Hold on!”

At this time, the blood jacket and the emperor's lamp returned to Li Fengyang's hand, and he received the deposit ring, and then rushed up with the four people in the stone: "Gentlemen?"

The face of the heavenly man was almost white with his hair, and he was tired, but he still raised his spirit and said, "This time, thanks to you."

"Yes, if it weren't for the Emperor's Blood Coat and the Emperor's Lamp, we would all have to die here."The land pressure people are also paper-colored, the breath is weak, and even it is difficult to speak.

Li Fengyang saw the magician, Zhuo Tian several people are seriously injured, a little unsustainable, suddenly felt guilty to the extreme, holding fists: "This time is the cause of the younger generation, even the predecessors."

"Don't say that, this tortoise was meant to deal with us, but as for you, you have only brought us together."The esopardy eyes of the green bean, smearing the blood of the corners of the mouth.

The magician and a few people nodded their heads.

"Okay, let's get out of here first."Land pressure is humane.

“Get out of here?You don't want to leave."But at this moment, behind the defeat of the emperor's crazy laughter.

Zhisang and Zhisang two monks stood around the emperor, full of charity smiles: "Gentlemen, or leave all the things in you."

"Brother Li, let's kill this dog thief and go."The beads are angry.

“Kill me?I should have killed you."The emperor said, “Gentlemen, show up.”

“Oh, hey!”

The voice of the defeat of the fairy emperor has just sounded, and I saw a figure flying in all directions, all of them wearing masks, and the masks were painted with fouls, and they could not see their true faces at all.

There are twelve people, without exception, are the best to the fairy, the breath is particularly strong, is not the ordinary top to the fairy.

The eight magicians all frowned, they are all saints, Xuanwu before or even the Great Saint, the strength of the sky, but now the heavy damage, there is no amount of effort, want to deal with these twelve powerful superstitious fairy, it is really a difficult thing.

It's a tiger, the wolves!

“Brother Lee . . .?”

The beads and the four people in the stone are nervous, because the breath of these twelve people is too strong, and they are definitely not opponents.

Li Fengyang's face was also very ugly, and he was silent and half-sounding, before he said, "Is it you?"

As soon as this said, the twelve people obviously froze, one of them cold, full of killing, and asked, “Li Fengyang, do you know us?”

“Oh.”Li Fengyang was laughing, but the expression on his face did not know whether he was laughing or crying.

Just because he was so familiar with these twelve people, the past life was that they surrounded themselves and the green spirit with such a face.

As for why he knows that there are the defeat of the Immortal Emperor, the Oneworld Fair Emperor and the Yuanyang Xian Emperor, because Li Fengyang can be recognized from the magic of the magic they have played.

These twenty-eight people, there are people of the people, there are also demonic, there are alien, but without exception, they are famous and noble people, and they are among the seventy-two immortals.

And the twelve people in front of him were among the twenty-eight, so Li Fengyang knew them too well.

"Son, whether you know us or not, you will die today, and you eight."

The momentum of these twelve people is very strong, fierce and decisive, and they are determined to kill Li Fengyang and the magicians, because the interests are too great, and the value of the eight saints is enough to make them come at the risk of the failure of the slaughter.

And once they succeed, with their present heritage, they may be able to ascend to the supreme holy wonderland and become a saint!

“Do it!”

The defeat of the Immortal Emperor and the second monk Zhisang were wounded, and they had no power to fight the first time, so they stood aside and watched these twelve masked people do it.

"The dragon tour shoal is shrimped, the tiger fell to the sun, and the tiger fell into the peaches, but you are not even as good as the dogs."

Xuanwu since the recovery, has not suffered such a serious injury, but also almost lost his life, the heart of the fire to the extreme, and now even by a group of tops to the fairy siege, where is there any good temper?

He did it first!

“Kill!”

The magicians, the demons, the devils, and others have also taken action.

Don't look at them being hit hard, they can't play much strength, but after all, they are saints, with their own dignity and face, seriously speaking, they are saints, sacrosanct; violators, dead!

They don’t care who the twelve masked men are.

The twelve masked people saw this and could not help but hesitate, after all, it was a group of saints to deal with, this is a sanctification!

If you fail, you will be slaughtered!

“Don’t be afraid, they’ve been hurt, and now it’s just a fightback to death, killing them with our strength, and the next sanctification is us.”

Among the twelve masked people was a man in a purple robe, tall, although he did not see his appearance, but also showed a strong momentum, and he was the one who had experienced the wind and waves.

As soon as he spoke, the other eleven were calmed down, and one drank, "Do it together."

“The Rumble!”

In just one moment, the twelve masked men fought with the eight magicians, and the sacred force collided with the field, like a mountain attack, the sound of the explosion became a piece, and the broken sky that had not yet healed was torn again.

"Old stone, we killed these three bastards."The pearl looked at the three defeats of the emperor and gritted his teeth.

“Yes.”The worms and blood demons are also nods.

Li Fengyang saw that the eight magicians and the twelve masked men were fighting, and they did not fall into the wind, and they were also moved, because they were severely damaged by the defeat of the emperor and the second monk of Zhisang, which was the best time to kill them.