The most powerful boss in the heavens

"Picture of Feathering Immortal" and "Hunyuan Treasure Wheel" followed closely, and the terrifying aura shattered one piece of void after another.

"Funny, don't you think that with only two handed down holy weapons, you can compete with my quasi-emperor soldiers?"

Ning Que smiled coldly, his black hair fluttering in the wind, like a mighty monster, and a terrifying and cold murderous intent emanated from his whole body.

The towers of demons floated above his head, in the shape of a black pyramid, soaring into the sky, the heavy and terrifying coercion spread like a tide, visible to the naked eye, layer after layer of void, constantly annihilated.

The whole world trembled under the coercion of the demon towers.

"boom!"

With a thought in Ning Que's mind, all the demon towers slammed into the picture of Yuhua Immortal, and the void was directly crushed.

Yuhua Xianrentu did not challenge the demon towers, but retreated tens of miles in an instant, avoiding the blow of the demon towers.

At the same time, the person who secretly manipulated the Divine Map sneered and said, "It is true that the handed down holy soldiers cannot compete with the quasi-imperial soldiers, but naturally someone will deal with your quasi-imperial soldiers."

A dragon chant resounded, and a quaint, dark golden cauldron suddenly flew out from a distant mountain range, suspended in the sky, and confronted the demon towers.

The quaint black gold tripod floated up and down in the void, and there were thousands of black dragons flying out of the tripod's mouth, only the tail was inside, like a sacred land of dragons.

Every black dragon's scales shone coldly, and its body was full of explosive power.

"Dragon pattern black gold cauldron!"

Ning Que's face darkened, and he also sacrificed the Zhuxian Sword Formation. A simple and simple formation map flew across the vicinity of the demon towers. One of the scarlet ancient swords kept wandering in the light of the formation pattern, and a trace of The murderous intent of the Innate Dao continued to permeate, and the world was bleak.

The Sword Formation of Immortal Executioners, the Tower of Demons, and the two sects of quasi-emperor soldiers united to fight against the dragon-patterned black golden cauldron.

Three terrifying qi machines were constantly intertwined and fighting in the void. Pieces of floating clouds collapsed, and the void in a radius of thousands of miles was silently reduced to nothingness, and the mountain ranges below also collapsed into dust.

This is still the Immortal Execution Sword Formation, and none of the demonic towers or the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron has erupted with real supernatural power, otherwise, it would have collapsed in an instant with a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles.

At this moment, even the person who secretly manipulated the "Fathering Immortal Picture" and "Hunyuan Treasure Wheel" immediately controlled these two handed down holy weapons and stayed away from this area.

"You actually have two quasi-emperor weapons!"

A hazy figure wearing a feather crown emerged from the "Picture of the Feathering Immortal", staring at Ning Que in shock.

This situation exceeded his expectations, and he couldn't help but secretly rejoiced that he had invited the Emperor Soldiers, otherwise he would really have to explain it here today.

"To be worthy of being the successor of the Ruthless Emperor, it really is not easy, but no matter what, you will definitely die today. Your two pieces of quasi-emperor weapons have been entangled by the dragon pattern black gold tripod, how can you resist our two pieces now?" A handed down holy soldier?"

Another figure appeared from the divine light of the "Hunyuan Treasure Wheel". This is a middle-aged man in a golden robe with a dignified expression and a touch of nobility.

"Holy Lord of Zifu, Holy Lord of Wanchu?"

Ning Que looked at the two indifferently.

"Yes, it's us!" The Lord of Zifu sneered and said, "Hua Yunfei, you are too arrogant. You think you are strong enough, and you have quasi-emperor soldiers, so you want to build a holy land and carve up all the holy land in the northern region." Benefits? How can there be such an easy thing!"

"Kill him, there are many nights and dreams!" The Holy Master Wanchu was very decisive, and directly urged the "Hunyuan Baolun" to kill Ning Que.

The Holy Master Wanchu practiced the powerful and famous way of chaos in the world. Through the "Hunyuan Treasure Wheel", he transformed into a chaotic wave of light, which struck Ning Que's position horizontally.

Boom!

The void collapsed, and Ning Que's location collapsed directly, turning into a mess of spatial ruins.

However, at the critical moment, Ning Que stepped on the long river of time and spread out at extreme speed, avoiding the chaotic light wave coming from the cross attack.

Swish!

A divine picture covering the sky and the sun covered Ning Que, and hundreds of millions of celestial lights fell down, and layers of void were crushed.

However, Ning Que avoided it again at a critical moment.

He stepped on the long river of time, initially involved in the field of time and space, and his speed was so fast that even those who mastered the "Xingzi Jue" might not be able to match him.

Afterwards, the Holy Lord of Zifu and the Holy Lord of Wanchu urged Ning Que to attack Ning Que several times with the "Picture of Feathering Immortal" and "Hunyuan Treasure Wheel", but they were all avoided by Ning Que at critical moments.

The faces of the Holy Lord Zifu and the Holy Lord Wanchu darkened on the spot.

They thought a lot, but they never thought that such a thing would happen. It is simply unbelievable that someone can escape the attack of the handed down holy soldier with extreme speed.

Generally speaking, no matter how fast a monk is, it cannot be faster than the attack of the handed down holy soldiers.

Now they saw such a person with their own eyes.

"His speed is too fast. Unless we launch a large-scale attack and completely destroy the void in a radius of ten thousand miles in an instant, obliterating everything, we will not be able to do anything to him."

The Lord of the Purple Mansion said with a livid face.

The Holy Master Wanchu didn't speak. The handed down holy soldiers in their hands did have the power to destroy the void in a radius of ten thousand miles in an instant.

But now they absolutely dare not use such tricks. Not far away, there are still two quasi-emperor soldiers and one emperor soldier confronting each other.

Once such a large-scale destruction technique stimulates the three terrifying magic weapons and causes their power to explode, everyone here will die, and even the entire Northern Territory may be sunk.

Therefore, large-scale destruction tactics are absolutely unusable.

"Are you at the end of your skills? If so, I won't play with you." Ning Que sneered: "Of course, you can also directly attack the Northern Territory Alliance. I don't blame you, at most, when you have time, Just take two quasi-emperor weapons and go to your two holy places for a stroll."

The Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion and the Holy Lord Wanchu, their eyes turned cold, and they burst out with murderous intent.

There is no doubt that Ning Que is blatantly threatening.

But this threat made them feel great anxiety.

If Ning Que didn't die today, if he really came to Zifu Holy Land or Wanchu Holy Land with two quasi-emperor soldiers in the future, then the two Holy Lands might really be wiped out.

In any case, Ning Que cannot be allowed to leave alive today.

"Fellow daoists, what are you waiting for? This son is very ambitious. Are you really willing to let him leave alive, and then let him invade the interests of the All Saints in the Northern Territory?"

Suddenly, the Lord of Zifu scanned the void and said loudly.

"boom!"

As soon as the Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion finished speaking, a divine spear entwined with lightning pierced through the void, piercing towards Ning Que's head with a cold murderous intent.

"Annihilation Kamikaze!"

A cyan phantom suddenly appeared in the high sky, pinched the magic formula with both hands, and summoned a dark cyan terrifying divine wind from the void of the dimension, and blew it down towards Ning Que.

Another figure shrouded in purple light appeared, and struck Ning Que with a cursed bell, piercing through a large area of ​​void.

There was also a figure in a black robe, and shot at Ning Que a copper city the size of a mountain and made of bronze.