"Just, fart" The Emperor's voice was still echoing in the air, and the donkey's strange voice was already loud.
A distorted black shadow appeared out of thin air beside the Emperor, and one of the donkey's hooves kicked the Emperor down.
Emperor Yin was shocked, he didn't notice how the donkey approached him, he just suddenly felt a chill in his lower body, as if a cold wind had blown into his crotch, making him shiver all over his body.
After countless trials of life and death over the years, the battle instinct tempered by thousands of hammers saved Emperor Yin at this moment, and his hands subconsciously waved downward, firmly protecting his vital point.
There was a loud bang, and a black and vast bright light in the void burst out in all directions.
The donkey's hooves collided with the palm of the emperor's hand, and the donkey's body trembled suddenly, and then the black hair all over the body stood up one by one and fell backwards one after another.
A donkey's hoof print appeared on the palm of Emperor Yin's hand very clearly, his palm trembled violently, and his hundred-meter-high body retreated dozens of steps uncontrollably.
The sound of broken bones kept ringing, and the donkey's hooves and leg bones were broken, and his muscles and skin could be seen rippling like water waves.
Emperor Yin's body was too strong, and the donkey took the initiative to kick him, but the donkey's hooves couldn't withstand the force of the shock, and he was shocked into countless pieces by Emperor Yin.
The donkey howled in pain, his body shook slightly, and then a dark golden light like grease rippled from the center of his brow, slowly flowing down his skin and his whole body.
This layer of rich dark golden light covered the donkey's body, and with only a slight flicker of golden light, his shattered bones and muscles healed quickly, and he quickly recovered as if he were not injured.
Not only has the injury fully recovered, but the strength of the donkey's broken thigh has increased several times.
The donkey, who had just bared his teeth in pain, was stunned.
Then a deep gray glow suddenly flashed in his eyes: "In this way, Uncle Donkey's body, every hair is made of eternal particles, and every hair is made of 100% pure eternal particle creation, Uncle Donkey is really valuable."
Lin Qi was not by the donkey's side, he didn't hear the donkey's words, otherwise Lin Qi wouldn't know what to be shocked about.
Emperor Yin's palm was in severe pain, one of his phalanges was kicked off by a donkey's hoof, and he was shaking his palm again and again in pain, constantly devouring the rich death aura around him and injecting it into his palm to repair his damaged limbs.
Therefore, Emperor Yin also failed to hear the donkey's words clearly, otherwise Emperor Yin would definitely understand some eternal particles.
Only the human race, who have spanned countless eons of eternity, discovered the eternal particle, and has the means to use the eternal particle And the pure eternal particle creation, the legend only has the core of the Metaverse, and the master consciousness of the Metaverse is purely cast from the Eternal Particles, and the donkey actually enjoys the same treatment as the core of the Metaverse, and his identity is very remarkable to know with the soles of his feet.
Too many soldiers have died here just now.
With the help of the rich aura of death, Emperor Yin quickly repaired his broken bones.
He raised his head, stared at the donkey with furious and burning eyes, and exclaimed in a low voice of great surprise: "Strange, a donkey" The donkey's eyes wandered, and he was about to speak, when suddenly he grinned.
I laughed weirdly.
Happily wagging his little tail, the donkey's eyebrows fluttered and threw a wink at Emperor Yin: "Grandson, I said you were going to be unlucky, do you believe it or not" The Emperor was furious.
The donkey's mouth has always been very immoral, and for countless years, no one has ever dared to disobey him and offend his emperor, who has ever been humiliated with such words, and the eighteen pairs of meat wings behind the emperor suddenly rose high.
Traces of black demonic energy erupted from his flesh wings, and in an instant, they condensed into overlapping black wings behind him.
"You.
Damn" Because of the grandson, the enraged Emperor Yin's entire attention was focused on the donkey's body.
He didn't notice a distorted figure that appeared behind him out of thin air, and then from that figure, a sword shot out that was ten thousand times stronger than the sun's rays.
However, a finger wide, as thin as a cicada's wings, the sword that was several miles long silently pierced into the back of Emperor Yin's heart, and then penetrated through his heart.
The sword light vibrated rapidly, tens of billions of high-frequency oscillations per second were enough to shatter everything, and even time and space were torn apart, shredded, and finally reduced to nothing by this violently oscillating sword ray.
Emperor Yin looked at the sudden appearance of the sword on his chest in disbelief, and cried out in pain.
There was a loud bang, and the twisted figure that made this blow slashed down with a fierce sword, and the body of the Emperor was disemboweled, and a large amount of black-gold blood spurted out, every drop of blood was as heavy as all the seawater of an ocean, and the energy contained in each drop of blood was comparable to a forbidden spell at the level of a high god.
The rolling blood is like a big river falling to the ground, if the blood of the Emperor is allowed to splash on the ground, the entire Western Continent and the three underground worlds that have just risen to the ground will not be able to be saved, and the blood of the Emperor is enough to vaporize this entire piece of land in an instant.
The roar of the monster shook the heavens and the earth, and a thin figure suddenly appeared under the emperor's body.
The slender figure, no more than three feet tall and halfling-like, held a white bone staff made of the dragon's tail vertebrae, dancing and laughing wildly.
His laughter was sharp and unpleasant, as if countless pieces of glass had been shattered at the same time, and the shrill sound was enough to completely shatter the heart, liver, and lungs of a timid friend.
This is an old man with a thin face, a few white withered hairs hanging on the top of his head, his face is distorted and hideous, his mouth is full of rotten teeth, it looks like broken shark teeth, it feels like an old hyena soaked in a grave full of venom for tens of thousands of years, and his whole body exudes a cold, rotten, dead, withered aura.
Looking at the large amount of Emperor Yin's hard work pouring down his head, the weird old man danced and laughed: "What delicious blood, what good blood, ouch, the old immortal of the Ximen family, the heart of this high-level demon who gave him a sword to his heart is the most nourishing."
The old man's head was shriveled and thin, like a dried cat's head.
But when he opened his mouth, it was miles away.
The huge mouth just caught the blood sprayed from Emperor Yin's body, and all the plasma was swallowed by him in one gulp, not even a drop was wasted.
The temperature was astonishing, enough to melt the high-temperature plasma of Mithril and Adamantite into his abdomen, and the thin old man suddenly felt a thrill, and his bones continued to sound like a rattica, and his body of more than three feet suddenly rose up, and soon reached eight feet high.
His shriveled body gradually plumped up, and his pale black skin, densely covered with countless pale old age spots, became white and delicate, no different from the finest mutton fat jade.
A large amount of long, shiny black hair grew on the top of his mottled head, and soon a thick long black hair hung down from his head and dragged down to his waist.
His face also became vivid and vibrant, the originally hideous face became handsome, and the breath of withering and death on his body became vibrant, like a withered old stump, suddenly turned into a verdant and tender shoot.
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Satisfied, he burped, and turned into an eighteen-year-old handsome young man Xiang Yihuang squeezed his eyebrows and grimaced, and then suddenly shouted in a fuss: "Ouch, who gave grandpa a piece of clothing, why did this dress suddenly shrink, this is too tattered when the underwear is too tattered?"
When the old man first appeared, he was wrapped in only a tattered robe, and he was as shriveled as a dead monkey, and he was no more than three feet tall.
But now he was a towering man eight feet tall, and his tattered robe was wrapped around his crotch, barely enough to hide his shame.
And this robe is really tattered to the extreme, even if it is a little powerless to cover up the shame.
Covering his crotch with both hands, the old man turned around and left in embarrassment: "This guy, you deal with him first, I'll go find a piece of clothing and then come back" The figure flashed, and they didn't see how the old man appeared, he was still just a few afterimages flashing, and disappeared without a trace in an instant, without any magic fluctuations, without any power breath, he was like a ghost, suddenly appeared, and then suddenly disappeared.
That sword light slowly dissipated, Emperor Yin gritted his teeth and mobilized the magic power of his whole body, and the strong flesh had begun to heal, and he was constantly repairing the wounds torn by the sword light.
He glanced resentfully in the direction where the old man had disappeared, the sword just now had caused him to lose several tons of blood, and the huge energy and life essence contained in it made Emperor Yin's heart ache.
And that weird old man, he actually devoured the blood of Emperor Yin, with the help of the huge life essence in Emperor Yin's blood, he regained his youthful vitality in just a few blinks of an eye, and Emperor Yin, who has always harmed others or harmed others, how could he accept such a thing "Shameless fellow, more shameless scum than our demons, get out of here" Emperor Yin turned sharply and looked at the person behind him who had hit him with a sword.
Then Emperor Yin was completely dumbfounded, and behind him, there was not one person, but eleven men of different ages, but all of them with a mysterious aura standing crookedly behind him.
Standing at the front was a young man with a thin body, hands and feet several inches longer than ordinary people, and a sword-shaped blade of grass five feet long between his fingers, looking as lazy as a leopard.
Emperor Yin's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pintip The sword that slashed through the sword of his flesh, which had been tempered thousands of times and whose strength was comparable to that of a god-level artifact, was actually inspired by this fragile grass stalk On the side of the holy mountain, Blackbeard suddenly flew to the scene with a golden light.
He glanced at the eleven men in astonishment, and then bowed down to them respectfully: "Ancestors, why did you come here?"
The ancestor of the Lin family held a grass stalk in his mouth and walked out slowly.
"There has been such a big commotion, and we twelve ancient clans have all been dispatched" "Well, don't talk nonsense, it's only serious to solve this ancient demon first":