Chapter 1232 The Demon King brush brush brush brush Long criss-crossing silver lines rise densely, intertwining into an airtight wall in front of the purple energy.
With a chirping sound, the purple Qi Jin broke through the wall.
The front wall was like a fragile piece of paper, and a big hole was blown open.
The Qi Jin in the debris in the sky exploded flat in the air as if it had been blocked by something.
A figure suddenly appeared in mid-air.
Dozens of long lines shot out while retreating rapidly, nailing Shura Tianqin's feet, blocking his progress for a moment.
"Which one of the eight ghost kings are you?"
Shura Tianqin squinted his eyes and looked at the figure falling to the ground, tightening the strings with his five fingers.
"King of Corpse Controller."
The figure stood up slowly.
There were bat-like fleshy membranes under his arms, and his fingertips shone with silver light in the shadow.
After saying his name, he staggered slightly.
Although he stood up in time, his chest rising and falling and his heavy breathing still showed that he had suffered a loss in the previous confrontation.
A disdainful smile appeared on Shura Tianqin's face: "The eight ghost kings are nothing more than that."
After hearing his words, the faces of the several ghost kings kneeling on the ground showed angry looks, but the big ghost king remained silent.
They did not dare to express anything and could only stare at Shura Tianqin fiercely.
"The Corpse Controlling King, the Cursed Hades King, the Bliss Ghost King, the Soul Controlling King, the Skeleton King, the Puppet Hanging Corpse King, the Soul Devouring King" Shura Tianqin counted on his fingers, always with a disapproving smile on his face, "said Get up, the Soul Controlling King still has the same bloodline as you and me from the Shura Realm and the Ghost Realm."
Although Yuhunwang is one of the eight ghost kings in the ghost world, because of his bloodline, he has always been looked down upon by the other seven ghost kings, and was even called a bastard by them in private.
Shura Tianqin now deliberately said this matter, which undoubtedly slapped these ghost kings in the face.
The expressions on the faces of several people present were particularly ugly, and they wished they could swarm up and tear Shura Tianqin's mouth apart.
The silence of the Great Ghost King further fueled Shura Tianqin's arrogance, but Shura Tianqin also knew that the big thing had not yet been accomplished, and the two worlds could not fight each other yet, so after laughing for a while, he took the initiative to change the topic and said: "Say When I got up, I just counted seven ghost kings, and there is one I don’t know about.”
"I'm behind you."
A faint female voice sounded behind Shura Tianqin's ears.
Shura Tianqin's whole body froze, and he jumped forward in a hurry, tightened the strings and turned around, only to see the woman who made the sound two hundred meters away from him.
Several gorgeous arcs flashed in the air, and in the blink of an eye, the woman came to Shura Tianqin.
There is a thin mask on her face, and her original appearance cannot be seen.
There are vague crow's feet on the skin exposed at the corners of her eyes, indicating that this woman is no longer young, but her skin is still delicate and smooth.
She is wearing extremely simple mail armor, shoulders and arms.
Both of her long legs were exposed at the waist, and she wore over-the-knee boots.
The only thing that caught the eye were her beautiful figure and the two red daggers connected to her wrists.
The short knife looked like it had just been fished out of molten iron.
It was burning red from the inside out.
The light shone on the woman's expressionless mask, which seemed to convey an indescribable meaning in people's hearts. .
"The Demon King, one of the eight ghost kings, may I have any advice?"
the woman said softly, her waist-length hair dancing in the wind, looking particularly elegant.
Shura Tianqin considers himself to be the best master and the most beautiful man in the Shura world.
His demeanor and charm are enough to make him proud, but for some reason, he actually feels ashamed in front of this woman.
This woman seems to be born with nobility.
His temperament makes Shura Tianqin actively feel inferior to others.
"The last of the eight ghost kings has also appeared."
Shura Tianqin narrowed his eyes and looked at the Demon King up and down.
"North Gate Divine Weapon" Demon King suddenly spoke, raising his arm and pointing at Zi Yao Tian Qin in Shura Tian Qin's arms.
"Yeah" Shura Tianqin just responded, and suddenly found that the Demon King was no longer where he was.
As if ice water was poured on the head of Liuhuo Tian in July, Shura Tianqin's whole body was extremely cold.
"The sound of the piano is overwhelming."
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Shura Tianqin suddenly plucked the strings, and a series of notes poured out, completely covering the surrounding area.
A radius of 100 meters was suddenly filled with musical notes of all colors.
These notes are all light purple, like countless butterflies, flying and circling around the Shura Lyra.
Without personal experience, there is no way to discover the deadly murderous intent hidden in these butterflies.
"As long as you dare to appear within 100 meters, your blood will be splashed on the spot."
Shura Tianqin kept fluctuating its strings, with a strong murderous intent in its eyes.
The sound of footsteps lightly tapping the ground came from a distance, approaching at an incredible speed.
Shura Tianqin's eyes were like a torch, and he plucked the strings and slowly pointed in the direction of the footsteps. swish Two crisp sounds pierced the air, and golden arcs suddenly reflected in Shura Tianqin's pupils.
Shura Tianqin originally thought that the opponent would choose an assassination-style attack because of his fast speed and hiding ability.
But I didn't expect that the Demon King's seemingly weak body would face the attack so domineeringly.
Wow The butterflies flying in the sky were smashed into pieces in an instant as if they were caught in a hurricane.
Two golden rays of light were like long whips, drawing out ferocious cracks on the ground, smashing all the broken butterflies into pieces.
The defensive barrier that Shura Tianqin thought was impeccable was instantly shattered.
Shura Tianqin gritted his teeth and took a few steps back.
The sound of the piano suddenly became more urgent, as if an army was gathering.
The sound of people roaring and horses neighing was earth-shattering.
Although he was the only one, the sound was even louder than outside the square.
The thousands of troops are not much smaller A tidal wave of sound surged towards the attacking Demon King, and Shura Tianqin hoped to block the opponent's steps.
But the Demon King seemed to be indifferent to these changes.
Dazzling golden light poured into the short sword, and the short sword instantly condensed into a giant blade up to ten meters long.
Under the swing of the Demon King, it slashed with an aura that split the sky and split the earth. bang bang bang bang The sound wave was cut off by the giant blade in the air, the sound of gold and stone hitting was endless, large sparks were like rain, the ground was cut and overturned in large areas, and in the blink of an eye, the blade reached less than one meter in front of Shura Tianqin.
The boundless domineering energy revealed in the golden light caused Shura Tianqin's pupils to shrink sharply.
If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you wouldn't have been able to imagine that such a domineering force could come from a woman's body.
Zheng Zi Yao Tian Qin blocked the giant blade that was coming.
The pain that penetrated the bone marrow made Shura Tian Qin's pupils suddenly shrink.
A white light flashed in his head.
He couldn't help but look at the person who appeared in front of him in the air in shock and anger.
The Demon King said: "This is not the real power of metal, this is":