Chapter 395 The empress raised her hand, and with a snap of her fingers, the world turned upside down!

The person who patted Ji Qiu's shoulder was the martial arts immortal who had just pulled out a big gun from the clouds and shot directly at the Corpse Ancestor Wan Kui Wan Corps Mountain.

His name is not unfamiliar to Ji Qiu.

Yue Hongtu!

The Jaw King of the Great Yan Dynasty had reached the extreme level of his single martial arts, and he was one of only a few in the world.

At the same time, he is also one of the people Ji Qiu is most familiar with in the third life.

The starting point of everything, like the towering mountains, before the rise of Ji Qiu, it shocked the foreign countries in the north and made all the monsters in the world dare not act recklessly, Taishan Beidou!

Eighteen hundred years later, he once again stood at the top.

But this time, I am truly standing on the top of the world!

Even if he is a giant of demonic power in the third heaven of Yuanshen.

At this time, facing Yue Hongtu's shot that penetrated the sky, he did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

The mountain of bones at the feet of Corpse Ancestor shook violently, and a huge hole was opened by Qingtian's gun, and the cold air around his body became more and more intrusive:

"court death!"

The question was about to be asked in an icy tone that was not like a living person. Before the Corpse Ancestor Wankui could continue to speak, he saw the qi and blood of the heaven and earth surging, and the evil energy rising into the sky to form a military formation, like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, and the sound exploded, deafening.

Straight out of thousands of miles!

Bang!

The iron-blooded battle flag flying the Great Yan flag outlines mysterious fine lines, mixed with a strong aura of luck.

The breath that was as high as the sky poured out slightly.

Then I saw the soldiers coming from the Divine Chao Tianzhou, billowing like rain, brazenly charging into the vast crowd of evil spirits and the vast demonic cultivators!

In an instant, there was a collision. Thousands of miles around the Zixiao Mountain, it was like a strong wind blowing, like cutting weeds. Holding a hundred forged soldiers from the Divine Dynasty in his hand, he gathered together for days, slashed with one sword and slashed out, causing the fierce momentum.

, the eighteen-line demon cultivators that rushed straight towards them fell down in pieces!

"kill!"

The soldiers wearing meteor armor roared like thunder, roaring like lions, with high fighting spirit and surging energy and blood.

Compared with them, the so-called 'demon cultivators' who were repeatedly beaten into blood mist and died one after another turned out to be so 'weak'. They fell into formation at Zixiao Mountain and could only defend Yujing.

Heaven, as well as the Zixiao cultivators in the Taoist court on the ground, could not help but be horrified.

"this"

Zhang Daogang held the magic sword tightly.

After he used the magic power of the sword, he originally wanted to continue to attack, but when the armored warriors of the Divine Dynasty and the three hundred Jaw King's army, who were blessed by the energy of the Divine Dynasty and were like martial arts heavenly beings, arrived, they had already completely

changed.

Even the leaders of the Eighteen Demonic Lines, who are second only to the Three Demons of Yuheng, have endless methods at their disposal, but they cannot withstand such a battle!

They may be able to rely on their own background to defeat several of their peers, up to three hundred of them.

The situation is natural and there is no suspense anymore.

The bodies of demonic cultivators exploded in the void, exploding into blood mist under the surging power of martial arts. There were also broken bodies that fell to the ground one after another, like kites with broken strings.

The vain appearance of the Dharma shows that they are at the end of their rope.

And the source of everything that happened in this short period of time pointed directly at the purple-clothed empress who sacrificed the human king's seal and blocked the three demons with her own body.

She raised her head slightly, looked sternly, and stood there like an insurmountable chasm, blocking Xuan Qingyang, Sangui Zun, and Corpse Ancestor Wankui.

"Empress of Dayan, Michelle Zhao!"

Wan Kui, the corpse ancestor of the Ten Thousand Corpses Mountain, originally focused his attention on Yue Hongtu, who had almost injured himself just now.

But Michelle Zhao's figure was so dazzling that he couldn't ignore it, and in the end he could only focus on her alone.

She was standing there.

It's as if he is more threatening than all the cultivators below combined.

There was even a vague fear of death in her body, which made her soul shudder.

The three ancient demons were silent for a while.

After the death of Daojun Yuheng, they thought they could claim the title of king and ancestor in this vast territory without any scruples.

Can.

They didn't expect that the dynasty in the north was not only destroying mountains and cutting down temples in Kaiyang Daozhou, but it was also the only one in the world, and now it would also reach out to Yuheng Daozhou in the east!

"The Taoist Lord who occupies the thirty-sixth direction of Kaiyang is now dead. His Majesty is no longer sweeping hundreds of territories in the north. He is the only one in this generation. He has embarked on a path of unparalleled domination. Why did he come to Yuheng Daozhou from thousands of miles away?

"

"You're still killing my descendants like this"

The corpse ancestor of Wankui Mountain had an ashen complexion and cold eyes.

"Aren't you afraid of causing us to seek revenge by being so messy and causing trouble to your divine dynasty?"

As soon as he finished speaking, black energy swirled around Xuan Qingyang's fingertips, and countless demonic flames emerged from the void, locking Zhao Ziqiong's position.

Although, the aura on her body is particularly terrifying.

However, the subordinates of the divine dynasty, who had worked hard and passed down the demon cultivators for nearly ten thousand years, wiped out seven or eighty-eight demon cultivators under their command. This account!

Gotta count!

Outside the Jade Capital, the wind is blowing fiercely.

Ji Qiufang and Yue Hongtu smiled, recalling their past, they felt the confrontation between the two spirits, the pressure of the four great powers that almost crushed this small world, and they couldn't help but change their expressions:

"Father, it seems that now is not the time for us to reminisce about the past."

His words were solemn.

There are three giants of the soul above the third level of heaven. Even if Ji Qiu knows that Zhao Ziqiong is very strong, he cannot just sit idly by and ignore them.

and

Ji Qiu needs to learn the 'truth' about Su Qixiu's fall into the underworld through the mouths of these three demons.

Therefore, he must take action.

Hearing what Ji Qiu meant, Yue Hongtu stared at Ji Qiu's face, which was different from before, and grinned:

"Don't worry, you can rest assured."

"That child Ziqiong is far more powerful than you think."

Yue Hongtu's eyes were watching, and now he took a break to stare at the fairy in the palace skirt of Zhao Ziqiong:

"Ao Jing was born from the Canglong of the West Sea. According to legend, there was Supreme Blood at the source. After becoming a Yuan Shen, even if a catastrophe has not passed, the mighty men of the third level of the Yuan Shen may not be her rivals, but this is not enough.

"

"If compared with Her Majesty the Empress"

"I'm afraid she will be defeated in less than three breaths!"

Having said this, Yue Hongtu paused for a moment, and the corners of his resolute eyes revealed softness:

"child."

"Although my father doesn't know what you have experienced in these years, why did you only reveal some traces until now? If it weren't for the fact that Zi Qiong anchored your soul, my father would hardly have recognized it, but those are no longer there.

It’s important.”

"If there are any hardships in the years to come,"

He spoke slowly, and at the same time, there was a spear emitting blood in the void, which was explored by his palm and held tightly.

In an instant, the aura around Yue Hongtu suddenly changed:

"Even without that girl."

"I, the king, can also carry it for you!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sound of beating war drums seems to have been passed down from ancient times, like spring thunder, echoing outside Zixiao Mountain, making people's blood boil.

Yue Hongtu took a step forward, tearing apart the void. His tiger eyes looked at the figure in black who was confronting Michelle Zhao, with demonic flames blooming in his hands:

"That person is the demon cultivator who threatens Zi Xiao?"

"Look at me taking action for you, come and capture him!"

Bang!

A sonic boom erupted under his feet. With this leap, the immortal in the extreme realm tore through the wind, stepped through the peak of the sky, and then——

Just one shot!
To be continued...