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At this moment, a bewitching red knife light appeared on Qingyu's neck without warning.
"puff!"
Blood spattered, and a large head flew up.
"die!"
An ambiguous word came out from the mouth of the ghost master, and the bloody saber blazed, and in an instant, Qingyu's body and head were strangled to pieces.
"Son!"
Seeing this scene, Qingyu's seven emperors and nine emperors couldn't help being terrified, with panicked expressions on their faces.
But at this moment, tens of thousands of meters away, a figure gradually condensed out. His palm was spread out, and there was a special jade talisman with a crack in his palm. This person was the dead Qingyu.
There was still a bit of lingering fear on his face, and then he stared at the ghost ruler with resentment, and said: "This is the death talisman. Every time I die, there will be an extra crack on it. This jade talisman is enough for me to die again." Die eight times, Lord of Ghosts, you are sure you can kill me eight more times, it’s hard for you to control that magic knife, I don’t know how many more knives you can make?”
How could a knife that could instantly kill Emperor Shi be issued so easily, the ghost master must have paid a huge price.
In the world of Shenzang, staring at the surrogate death talisman in Qingyu's hand, his heart trembled. There is indeed a stronger existence behind this Qingyu. It is difficult to make, even if it can be made, it will have to pay a huge price?
Could it be that there is a Twelve Emperor behind Qingyu?
Emperor Twelve is the limit, as long as you survive the divine calamity, you can become a god and ascend to the realm of the gods.
But is there any Emperor Twelve in Immortal Realm now?
Even if there is, it is probably the kind of old antique that has escaped the reincarnation of countless epochs. It seems that the water in the fairyland is deeper than he imagined.
If Qingyu really had the Emperor Twelve behind him, even if he transformed into a Zijin Shenlong and cooperated with seven wives, he would still be far from being an opponent.
However, the other party has never shown up, so he must be planning something more important, otherwise, he only needs to do it himself, and he can easily destroy the ghost master and the devouring original demon, so why send Qingyu to come forward.
After analyzing this, Qin Tian felt much calmer in his heart, otherwise, if Di Twelve made a move, he would have no hope of obtaining the god's corpse at all.
At the same time, upon hearing Qingyu's words, the ghost master secretly thought that behind Qingyu there might be a master of the Twelfth Emperor, and he felt a huge fear in his heart. If you want to come out, you have to drink your blood, otherwise you will eat back.
"You all get out of the way!"
Suddenly, the ghost master made a decision, and suddenly, the blood devouring knife in his hand suddenly swung towards the devouring original demon.
Immediately, the devouring demon's scalp exploded.
He felt a threat of death, and he didn't have a death talisman.
Between life and death, he didn't dare to have any reservations, a gray space emerged and enveloped him.
This is his natal supernatural power, devouring space, devouring everything, and at the same time, possessing extremely high defensiveness.
"die!"
A fierce light flashed in the eyes of the ghost master, and a huge sea of blood emerged behind him. In the sea of blood, there were hundreds of millions of evil spirits roaring, endless ancient corpses up and down, and even fierce yakshas howling!
"puff!"
With a flash of blood, the gray devouring space was cut open, and then went straight to the devouring original demon.
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"No!"
The devouring original demon's eyes were wide open, and his eyes were filled with unwillingness and despair, because he was now locked up by the magic knife, and the devouring space was broken, and he himself was seriously injured by backlash.
Seeing this scene, Qingyu's eyes flashed with hesitation: "Do you want to save the Devouring Demon?"
Otherwise, once the other party dies, he will have to face the ghost ruler alone. Although his death talisman is mysterious, every time he dies, his strength will drop by one point. If he dies nine times in a row, his realm will directly drop to the emperor Nine.
As for the Father God behind him, he is trying to seize the Dao Fruit of the Era, and it is impossible for him to make a move before the Dao Fruit of the Era is born.
Thinking of this, the male sword puppet appeared beside him, and then came to the devouring original demon in a flash, and swung his sword towards the blood devouring demon knife. He is a puppet and is not affected by illusions, so the threat of blood devouring Relatively few.
"boom!"
A shocking explosion sounded, and then, an extremely terrifying energy radiated out, directly turning millions of miles into nothingness. The group of emperors who were impacted by this energy retreated quickly, their faces pale, and some people even had a groan at the corners of their mouths. There was blood spilled.
"Kakkaka!"
At this time, numerous cracks appeared on the sword puppet's body, and after a while, the whole sword puppet collapsed.
Seeing this scene, Qingyu's face showed an extremely distressed look, such a sword puppet, which is comparable to the existence of Emperor Shi, was actually destroyed just like that.
Because of the sword puppet's sacrifice, the devouring original demon was able to escape.
But there was a bit of lingering fear on his face. He never expected that the Yougui Supreme cooperated with the magic knife blood to devour terror to the extreme, and almost killed him instantly.
However, the ghost master who even made two swords was also a little uncomfortable, his face turned pale, and his huge body trembled slightly.
"Young Master Qingyu, it's a good opportunity, let's kill him together!"
Seeing the state of the ghost master, the eyes of the devouring original demon flickered fiercely, grabbed a middle-grade divine sword and turned it into a stream of light to assassinate, as for Qingyu, he made a fist mark with his left hand, and swung the high-grade divine sword with his right hand to make a killing move , At the same time, his other noble female sword puppet also exploded with breath, and followed suit.
For a moment, the ghost master was attacked by the three emperors and ten strongest.
But at this moment, the ghost master closed his eyes, and a strange smile was outlined in his eyes. Seeing that the attack of the three emperors and ten was about to fall on him, he suddenly raised the magic knife blood bite, and spit out lightly. Four words: "Blood devours the world!"
"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"
The extremely thick blood light spread out around the body of the Specter Dominator.
The Devouring Demon, Qing Yu and the female Sword Puppet found that their attacks seemed to be trapped in a quagmire, and became extremely slow.
Suddenly, a shocking blood light exploded.
"Kakkaka!"
Suddenly dense cracks appeared on the body of the female sword puppet, and they exploded in an instant.
After beheading the female sword puppet with a single blow, the Specter Lord swung the blood phagocytosis and slashed at the original devouring demon.
"Damn!"
The devouring original demon was shocked, because the feeling of death was coming again, his whole body and even his soul could not move. The sword puppet blocked an ultimate move for him last time, but who will resist it for him this time.
Thinking of this, a wave of despair emerged in my heart, countless images flashed in my mind, and finally turned into deep regret. If I knew this, I shouldn't be tempted by that little thief to snatch the corpse of the god.
As the thought flickered, the Blood Phagus had already come to the top of his head.
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