Great Slaughter System

Chapter 711 The Holy King of Light

The battle was ignited instantly, so that everyone did not come back to God.

What happened was too unexpected, and no one would have thought that these outsiders would strike at the slightest disagreement, but then they became excited again, provoking the God Emperor, which is a good show to watch.

Shen Lang blocked Yuchitong's Fang Tian's painted halberd with a fist, his face was cold, and he stepped out with one step, his body turned into an afterimage, the space was broken, Shen Lang's figure was looming, and when he appeared again, he was already behind Yuchitong.

A icy chill enveloped Yu Chitong's whole body, and even the sea water under his feet began to freeze. The waves that had been rising ten thousand feet high were frozen in an instant, and he kept that posture all the time, like an ancient giant beast that wanted to choose someone to devour.

Yu Chitong's reaction was not slow either, Shen Lang appeared behind him, and then attacked, it took only a moment, but Yu Chitong had already prepared his defense, Fang Tian's halberd was held horizontally, resisting Shen Lang's extremely frosty punch.

Shen Lang hasn't used Tianshuang Fist for a long time. Although Tianshuang Fist is only a part of the three-point return to vitality, it may not be considered a high-strength skill when it is used alone, but now Shen Lang's strength, even ordinary boxing skills, he can turn decay into magic, not to mention the Tianshuang Fist that contains the power of frost.

boom! ! !

Fists and halberds collided, and Yuchitong's Fang Tian painted halberd was instantly covered with a layer of frost, and his figure was also knocked down from the sky, and the frozen sea surface was smashed by Yuchitong's body. In an instant, the sea water surged and swallowed the ice surface, and the whole world became warm again.

Shen Lang stood in the sky with his hands behind his back, looked at the sea surface indifferently, and said indifferently: "Do you still want to do it?"

Just when Shen Lang shot down Yuchi Tong, there was a burst of applause, and a handsome man wearing a golden imperial robe slowly walked out of the gate of the Temple of Light.

"Not bad, not bad. From my perspective, it seems that you haven't completely overcome the five declines of heaven and man, right? I didn't expect to be able to display such combat power before reaching the peak. Even in the domain, it can be regarded as amazing talent."

The Holy King of Light smiled and looked at Shen Lang appreciatively.

Shen Lang turned around slowly and looked at the Holy King of Light. At first glance, Shen Lang frowned.

This holy king of light seemed to have a layer of fog on his body, which made it difficult for people to see and understand. It was very vague, making it difficult for Shen Lang to assess his strength.

The figure of the Sword Emperor appeared next to Shen Lang, and said solemnly: "Brother Shen, this person is a bit dangerous, be careful."

Shen Lang nodded slightly, and then said lightly: "I don't need to worry about my strength, but I am a little interested, and I want to know who you are."

The Holy King of Light had his hands behind his back, his figure gradually dissipated, and when he reappeared, he was already looking at Shen Lang and the Sword Emperor in the air.

"I am the Holy King of the Temple of Light in the Heavens. As for me, I am here to track down a person. Have you ever seen that person?"

The Holy King of Light said with a smile.

Shen Lang's expression changed, and he asked, "Who?"

With a wave of the Holy King of Light's palm, the space in front of him began to fluctuate slightly, and finally a portrait was formed, and the person in that portrait was none other than the Soul Emperor.

"Soul Emperor?"

When Shen Lang and Jianhuang saw the person in the portrait, they couldn't help saying in unison.

"Oh? Have you met the Soul Emperor?"

The Holy King of Light frowned and asked with great interest.

"If it is this person, you don't need to look for him, he is already dead."

Shen Lang put away the surprise in his heart, and slowly said to the Holy King of Light.

"Dead? Who killed him?"

The Holy King of Light changed his expression and asked.

"The person who killed the Soul Emperor is also dead, I'm afraid you will never find it."

Shen Lang responded lightly.

It's quite interesting to think about it. Emperor Hun was seriously injured by him, and finally killed by the secret Emperor Yongxin, and Di Yongxin was also severely injured by him, and finally killed by mysterious people. The deaths of these people were all related to him, but they were not killed by him himself.

The Holy King of Light did not care about the life and death of the person who killed the Soul Emperor, but asked in a deep voice, "Have you ever seen a kind of exercise in the hands of the Soul Emperor? It can devour people's essence to enhance your own strength."

Shen Lang and the Sword Emperor looked at each other, and they saw the surprise in their eyes, but they were not fools, they knew that the skill must be extraordinary, so they didn't admit that they had seen it.

Shen Lang said slowly, "I haven't seen it before. The entire Soul Palace has been destroyed. Even if there is the kind of cultivation technique you mentioned, it must have been destroyed."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. The Heaven Swallowing Divine Art was created by the Lord Tuntian himself, and it was finally written with the will of heaven. Even if the world is destroyed, the Heaven Swallowing Divine Art cannot be destroyed, let alone just a small amount of destructive power."

"Say, do you have to go? If you got it, you'd better give it to me. It's not something you can have. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

The Holy King of Light looked at Shen Lang and the two with an unkind expression, his momentum was rising, and there was a faint tendency to explode.

Hearing the words of the Holy King of Light, Shen Lang's face turned cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Holy King of Light, we are not afraid of you. It has nothing to do with me that you are looking for the Soul Emperor, and it has nothing to do with me either. I Shen Lang didn't take it or I didn't take it. If I took it, I would not hide it.

Shen Lang was already full of gunpowder at this time, and the Holy King of Light took himself too seriously, talking to him as if he was using an orderly tone, he Shen Lang walked all the way, never had anyone dared to talk to him like that.

"Haha, okay, okay."

"A small foreign native dares to be so arrogant. I really don't know how to write the word "death". Today I will show you the strength of my holy king of light. When I capture you, I will torture you."

The Holy King of Light had a calm and calm expression, but he laughed angrily at Shen Lang's words just now, and then a great sun rose, shining boundless light on the entire continent of gods, as if a second sun had appeared in the sky, and the air was hot and dry, like being in a furnace.

The sea water below was bubbling and bubbling, like boiling water, and the mist was transpiring.

"What a powerful force of the sun."

As soon as the Holy King of Light made his move, Shen Lang couldn't help but said in surprise.

"The power of the sun?"

"Ignorant people, I am the real Red Flame Law, and the mere power of Yanyang is worthy of comparison with me?"

boom! ! !

A fireball fell from the sky and fell towards Shen Lang and the Sword Emperor. Wherever the fireball passed, the space was burned and distorted.

Shen Lang and the Sword Emperor looked at the fireball falling from the sky with serious expressions. The Emperor Sword in the Sword Emperor's hand suddenly unsheathed, and a bright sword light streaked across the void. The falling fireball split into two and fell towards both sides.

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