"You want to refine the Blood Emperor's Seven Jue Pagoda as well?"
Hun was stunned for a moment and suddenly said in surprise.
"Yes."
Qin Yi smiled ferociously, "This Holy Lord looks serious all over, but in fact he has cultivated many strange magical powers.
I want to see whether the peerless old demon I summoned is more evil or the sanctimonious one like him.
Hypocrites are even more evil and refined.”
Qin Yi roared loudly, and the blood in the Tiantian Tomb suddenly started to boil like boiling oil, with hot steam and big bubbles popping up one after another.
The towering Blood Emperor Qijue Tower was boiled in blood and immediately began to melt like a candle.
When the Blood Emperor Seven Jue Pagoda was first refined, it absorbed an unknown amount of murderous auras and all kinds of unwilling and desperate auras of monks before they died.
In addition, when it was in the hands of Patriarch Zetian, it was filled with countless auras.
The resentment of the dead souls.
These smells, tastes, and curses are all great tonics for the Tuntian Tomb.
In addition, the Blood Emperor's Qijue Pagoda itself is a peak-level artifact.
The energy is rolling in like a flood that cannot be stopped.
It is pouring into the tomb in a mighty way, even in the temples and statues in the tomb.
Between them, a thick fog that resembled molten iron and plasma condensed.
Inside the thick fog, there were constant roars and roars, just like tens of thousands of powerful monks shouting the word "kill" in unison, which was earth-shattering.
"Open the devil's door to me" Qin Yi bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and a mouthful of blood containing infinite energy spurted out.
It immediately turned into a huge mountain-breaking ax and slashed in the air. boom The squirming white flames were suddenly split in half like a human brain.
Qin Yi took advantage of the situation and pulled out Xie Ming's tombstone.
At the same time, he moved his fingers and grabbed hard at the Tiantian Tomb.
In an instant, the blood that was originally surging suddenly sunk deeply in the middle, and a dark and gloomy abyss appeared, which could not be seen to the bottom at a glance.
It made people feel chilled in their hearts and numb in their scalps just by looking at it.
"You are really at the end of your strength."
The Holy Lord glanced at him and sneered again and again, "Stop struggling in vain.
I haven't used my full strength yet."
"You didn't use all your strength.
Do you think this is all my strength?"
Qin Yi's face was full of ridicule, and he looked up to the sky and roared.
A breath of death, rustling trees, surged out from his palm, and suddenly entered the blood.
The abyss of the sea.
The power of the Blood Emperor's Seven Jue Pagoda was completely integrated into the Tiantian Tomb.
The blood in the tomb was as thick as pulp.
The slightest movement would immediately suffocate people, as if they were being dragged into a sea of blood.
Boom boom boom boom Waves of dark wind formed into a storm, rising from the abyss.
Countless ghosts floated in the dark wind, gradually condensing into a throne filled with bones, hundreds of feet high, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
When the dark wind blew, screams continued, and little phosphorescent snakes wormed their way in and out of the eye sockets of the skeletons, making people's hair stand on end.
"Throne of Ghosts" Qin Yi swallowed the blood in his mouth and pushed the Bone Throne with one palm.
Suddenly, the entire throne violently moved, and from every skull, hundreds of millions of corpse soldiers, Yin soldiers, various heavenly demons, and inner demons poured out. , Shura, all surged out Come, like a big storm, it rushes and kills fiercely.
In an instant, it tears all the white flames into pieces, stuffs them into the mouth, and chews them loudly.
Suddenly, the sound of bones breaking can be heard everywhere in the void, which makes people's scalps ache. explode.
"You still dare to resist, but even if you invest your money and refine all the Blood Emperor's Seven Towers, you still can't be my opponent.
Fifth Sword, lazy."
The Holy Lord roared loudly, his eyes became like cat eyes, and the pupils He stood in a straight line and looked straight at Qin Yi.
The Condensing Light Sword violently turned, and suddenly the surroundings surged, as if everything around them had solidified.
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In the sword light, dense golden threads flashed, as if the flow of time, historical changes, and dynasty changes were all heading towards the Bone Throne.
All the corpse soldiers, Yin soldiers, demons, and demons were suddenly wrapped in the sea of golden threads.
It was as if they were soaked in paste.
Each one of them became dumbfounded.
In a moment, they shriveled up and became thinner at a terrifying speed.
Go down, and in the blink of an eye, it turns into black mud and sprinkles down.
"Qin Yi be careful, he has integrated the power of controlling time into this sword.
Once touched by the sword light, it seems that time is just lightning and flint, but for the people and objects in it, hundreds of years may have passed.
Even for thousands of years," the soul shouted again and again: "Fortunately, he seems to be able to control time only briefly, otherwise, we would have lost long ago."
"Let me see where you are going to escape this time."
The Holy Lord was determined to win.
He sneered again and again.
The cold light of his sword broke through the nine continents.
In an instant, it stabbed tens of millions of times, like a dense meteor shower, wrapping Qin Yi in it.
There was no way out. escape.
A star, struck by the sword light, quickly withered and shrank, turning into mud in an instant and disappearing into the universe.
"Light Wheel Sword Formation" At this moment, Qin Yi was repeatedly forced by the Holy Lord, and he was afraid of evil.
He didn't intend to hold back any more, so he weighed out all the treasures at the bottom of the box at once.
Throwing it with one hand, the huge compass rotated rapidly in mid-air, spinning bigger and bigger, and finally it turned out to be like a continent, towering and full of huge swords, like sword tombs, sword spirits, various fierce swords, A world of fairy swords and magic weapons.
When the "Light Wheel Sword Array" saw the compass, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on the Holy Master's fierce face, "I only knew that this holy weapon was left in the secular universe, but I didn't expect that it would actually be in your hands.
As long as I get it , my mastery of sword energy can at least elevate my status in the family to a higher level, and it will become more and more consolidated.
Hahaha, if you are really sleepy, someone will give you a pillow.
Boy, this sacred weapon is in your hands.
Sin, please die for me.”
"Break it for me" Qin Yi turned a deaf ear to the Holy Lord's words.
His eyes were blazing with divine light.
He crossed his hands and fiercely tore into the sword light coming from all directions.
Buzz The light wheel sword formation roared into action.
Countless divine swords all shot out with great force, once in the air.
Suddenly, everything was destroyed.
The true spirit of the avenue, the invincible universe, and the menacing sword lights all around collided together. tinkling crackling The sword tips collided, and everything exploded into pieces.
The bright light splashed and surged in the sky like fireworks and waterfalls.
The void around Qin Yi was shattered like glass.
Countless rays of light shot everywhere, creating chaos.
All the energy and blood in his body seemed to accumulate in his chest, making him almost faint.
The Holy Master just shook slightly, then he laughed ferociously, raised his sword and slashed through the air again.
"The power of this Holy Lord is so powerful, but I will never lose."
Qin Yi kicked with all his strength, and his body was as stable as a mountain.
He took a long breath, like a giant whale sucking water, and all the light around him was swallowed up by him.
In the middle, he grasped it with five fingers, and the constantly shaking light wheel sword formation was immediately firmly grasped in his palm
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