Chapter 625 The Power of a Roar

The sudden punch from the Changchen King shocked Han Xin, and his cultivation was superior to that of the Changqiu King. When the punch came, Han Xin didn't even see the force of the punch. The fist struck with a trace of black energy penetrated a wolf-head-shaped helmet that suddenly appeared on Han Xin's face, and landed heavily on Han Xin's face. There was a groan of pain, and Han Xin was punched away. He crashed into the inner layer of the tent.

A series of cooing sounds were heard, and the partition between the inside and outside of the tent was knocked open. Dozens of beautiful fairies inside were revealed. When these fairies saw Han Xin flying in with a red and swollen face, they couldn't help but scolded him, and all kinds of flying swords and magic weapons rained down on King Yangqiu like raindrops.

A cold sound. Man, the two black fires in King Yangqiu's eyes rotated rapidly, and countless black lines shot out from his pupils, hitting the key points around the female fairies. The flying swords and magic weapons all over the sky were frozen in mid-air at the same time. The female fairies of the Yangqiu Dynasty shouted sternly: "You bold maidservants, all kneel down before me!"... Like puppets controlled by silk threads, the female fairies knelt down one after another, lying on the ground with their eyes lifeless, He put on a posture of letting King Yangqiu live and kill him.

The eyes of Wu Qi, who was hiding on Han Xin's shoulder, lit up. This is the forbidden technique, this is it! The black light emitted from King Yangqiu's eyes was exactly the same as the black light attached to the soul that Yan Dan showed to Wu Qi. Obviously King Yangqiu has an inseparable relationship with the person who imprisoned Yan Dan and others. This secret restraint method is an ancestral method of suppressing the clan in the Dayu family, and it is impossible for too many people to know about it.

Wu Qi had a wishful thinking, thinking about how he could subdue King Yangqiu and learn his restraint method. But he looked at the Yù鸪 High Priest who was sitting silently on the cloud bed, and then at King Yangqiu who was surrounded by black energy and filled with fierceness. Wu Qi wisely gave up the idea of ​​robbing them by force. The cultivation of these two people is too strong, Wu Qi is far from their opponent now.

After knocking down Han Xin with one punch and subduing dozens of female fairies around Liu Bang at the same time, King Yangqiu laughed ferociously and stretched out his hand to grab Liu Bang's neck.

Xiao He, who was standing aside, sighed lightly. He shouted in a deep voice, "Why is King Yangqiu so aggressive?" King Yangqiu. Do you dare to look at me? . , the three-colored pupils in Xiao He's eyes rotated anxiously. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a magnificent and brilliant light curtain. Dark evil power came from Xiao He's eyes, and the void around him suddenly shook, as if something wonderful had happened.

King Yangqiu snorted coldly and turned to look at Xiao He. He shouted in a low voice: "Why don't you dare?...

As soon as the two people's eyes met, King Yangqiu's body suddenly shook. His movements became extremely slow and stiff, as if his soul and body were frozen by ice. He had lost the evil vitality just now. The two black fireballs in King Yangqiu's eyes gradually dimmed. The aura on his body also gradually dissipated, and his soul seemed to be sucked into an unknown space, and he could no longer control his body and his power.

Suddenly Xiao He let out a muffled sound.

There was a crack on his forehead that was as thin as an inch, no more than an inch long. A trace of blood protruded from the wound and gradually slid down his cheek. But King Yangqiu's brow was cracked with a thumb-thickness, and the pale bones could be seen. There was a huge wound that was half a foot long. A large amount of blood continued to gush out, dyeing King Yangqiu's upper body bright red in the blink of an eye.

King Yangqiu let out a low cry of pain. He slowly raised his hands to strangle Xiao He's neck. But the three pupils in Xiao He's eyes rotated faster and faster. King Yangqiu just raised his hand less than half a foot before slowly putting it down again. . Xiao He's body suddenly trembled. A bloody arrow as thick as a finger spurted out from his chest, piercing his clothes. But a hole as big as a fist was opened in King Yangqiu's chest, and the holes were pierced front and back. Blood spurted out, and King Yangqiu's body staggered and suddenly fell limp to the ground.

Xiao He's face became paler and paler. Gradually, his face became as transparent as crystal. Through his transparent skin and muscles, you can see that his skull is a gorgeous black and gold color, with countless runes entwined on it. His skull does not look like a normal skull. It has clearly become an extremely powerful magical weapon. This is a terrifying magical power that uses itself as the material, uses the heaven and earth as the furnace, and refines itself into an immortal weapon. Even the three pupils in his eyes were made by his sacrifice the day after tomorrow!

, click, sound. Xiao He's two leg bones were broken together." King Yangqiu screamed in pain, and his two leg bones were shattered from the root of the thigh to the toes at the same time." All the bones were shattered in an instant. His legs were twisted into weird shapes, and King Yangqiu turned blue in pain. Cold sweat continued to flow from his body, but he still couldn't get rid of the control of Xiao He's weird three pupils.

The disadvantage of the human warrior's weak soul power was fully exposed at this moment. He didn't have time to protect his soul. He didn't even have time to wake up the beast soul sleeping deep in his soul. King Yangqiu was controlled by Xiao He's strange eyes and suffered extremely serious injuries in an instant.

The high priest of the ghost fire stood up slowly. He opened his eyes. The will-o'-the-wisps in his eyes were burning brightly. The two blood-red pupils in the will-o'-the-wisps almost covered his entire eye sockets. Crazy dragon's yín sounds kept coming from the two balls of will-o'-the-wisps. came from. The high priest of Yuyu sneered and said: "You are extremely daring! In front of me, you dare to hurt my Dayu royal family. Hehe, do you really think that you are angels, so I don't dare to touch you?"

The high priest yùqi sneered. He slowly stretched out a finger and pointed at Xiao He.

Soon enough, Zhang Liang, who had been standing aside, suddenly let out a loud roar, and waved a four-foot-nine-inch white hair pen with his right hand in the air. A clear and melodious man's voice came from the pen: "The sea is angry, the ancient mountains collapse; the stars and rivers scatter, the sky is bright!"

The pen shook, and the inspiration flickered. Zhang Liang holds a large pen. Like a blacksmith forging iron. A heavy blow hit the heart of the high priest Yuyu.

Zhang Liang shouted sternly: "High Priest Yù鸪. If you dare to attack the angel, are you trying to provoke a fight between Dayu and Heaven?"

I don’t know where this money came from, but it possesses extremely terrifying power. Even Wu Qi, who was hiding on Han Xin’s shoulder, felt that the Holy King of Heaven and Earth was in motion. The Zhou royal family will kill the god and seal the throne at night, asking for the devil and the most powerful and abandoned boy in the ninth heaven. The most powerful abandoned young master of the Nine Heavens, the Royal Family of the Great Zhou Dynasty, who requested the throne of the Demon King, found that the pen contained a wave of immortal power that was comparable to the aura exuded by the Master of Miaoying Palace. Just listen to a dull thunder." The unprepared high priest of the yùqi howled miserably. Large pieces of will-o'-the-wisps spewed out from the seven orifices at the same time. There was not much blood in the yùqi's [body]. Instead, it was filled with this kind of yùqi's life. The related miserable green will-o'-the-wisp condensed fire essence, and this blow was equivalent to an ordinary person being beaten until blood spurted out from all the orifices. The yùqi was immediately severely injured.

Turning his head angrily, Yuqi angrily said: "Taiyi Immortal Artifact, who lent this to you? Damn it, Taiyi Immortal Artifact hurts people behind its back. Are you still shameless in Heaven? Are you crazy? Are you?" You dare to hurt me, you dare to hurt King Yangqiu. Do you, the Heavenly Court, really want to go to war with me, Dayu?"

Zhang Liang held the big pen tightly and stopped beside Xiao He. Zhang Liang, whose eyes were like stars, looked at the yùqi and said with a faint smile: "If King Yangqiu hadn't been so bitter to each other, how could we have done such a thing? The King of Han has been seriously injured, and King Yangqiu still treated the King of Han so roughly. The matter has been spread out. Are you afraid that our Heavenly Court has gained the truth and you, Dayu, have no sense at all?"

With an arrogant smile, Zhang Liang said angrily: "Even if we make trouble in front of those people, we will be punished. It won't be our heaven, right?"

, those bits,? Wu Qi rolled his eyes, who were the people Zhang Liang was talking about? It's a group of people. Or some other existence?

Zhang Liang's unclear words clearly frightened the old priest Yù鸪. He was about to get angry and take action with all his strength, but he ignored Zhang Liang and others and wiped them out. Yù鸪 hesitated for a while, and suddenly dispersed. 〗With the mana that was waiting inside, he said in a low voice: "No matter what, stop it first! If you really injure King Yangqiu severely, even if you have the support of Taiyi Golden Immortal, you will definitely not be able to get any favors!"

Zhang Liang smiled slightly. Just as he was about to call Xiao He to let go of the controlled King Yangqiu, a sudden sound of dragon's yin sounded from King Yangqiu's body.

The dragon's yin was slight at first, like an insect moaning in the grass late at night. But in the blink of an eye, the sound of the dragon's yin became high-pitched and powerful, just like the first thunder that sounded when the world was created. Along with countless unprovoked huge roars, it spread to all directions.

The power of a sound. The tent where everyone was sitting was blown to pieces. Countless tents and camps around them were shaken away by loud roars. Tens of thousands of soldiers were wailing and were blown away by the huge sound waves, flying far away with their hands and feet tied. Even the four walls of the newly rebuilt Crescent City were blown to pieces. Large buildings in the city collapsed at the same time, and countless boulders were sent flying outward by the sound waves.

The mountain behind was also shaken by this huge roar, and a large section of it collapsed for hundreds of miles. On the side of the Crescent Lake, a giant rock ten miles high rolled up from the horizontal ground. Countless fish, shrimps, crabs, etc. in the lake all exploded and died.

In the tent, Zhang Liang, Han Xin, Fan Kuai and others were shocked at the same time, with blood spurting out from their orifices. Liu Bang, who was lying on the cloud bed, let out a miserable howl. Jumped up and down. Wu Qi, who was hiding on Han Xin's shoulder, felt as if ten thousand thunderbolts exploded in his ears at the same time. His eardrums shattered, stars flashed in front of his eyes, and he didn't know where he was for a long time.

Ao Buzun poked his head out of Wu Qi's head and looked at King Yangqiu thoughtfully: "His beast soul is Pulao! No wonder the roar is so loud!"

The most seriously injured person in the tent was Xiao He, who had just used his three pupils to control King Yangqiu. A blood arrow spurted out from his mouth, spraying out more than ten feet away, and a large amount of blood continued to spurt out. It was like a fountain, as if all the blood in his body had been squeezed out by this roar. Two of the three pupils in Xiao He's eyes were cracked. It no longer takes shape. Apparently his magical powers and secret arts were also severely damaged.

Along with the ruthless laughter, King Yangqiu's body slowly floated up.

Looking coldly at Liu Bang who was standing on the cloud bed and constantly touching his ears, King Yangqiu sneered: "Is this the seriously injured angel?"

With a wild laugh, King Yangqiu suddenly had a sword in his hand and slashed Liu Bang's neck hard.