Heir To All

Mrs. Han has served Hei Ting for many years. As the former Hei Ting Law King, she naturally knows a lot of things.

The old emperor was bathed in the black mist, and suddenly there was a cloak made of black energy condensed behind him, which made Madam Han seem to think of a terrible secret technique in the black courtyard.

The night is boundless.

Death possessed.

This is a black court forbidden technique, once it is performed, the bones become mountains, and the blood flows into rivers.

Everyone also felt an unprecedented sense of crisis at this moment, and even some timid people cried out, because the old emperor's appearance at this moment is like a true death possessed.

Standing there, it was as if he had the final say on the laws of the whole world.

A scalp-numbing atmosphere enveloped the audience, so that everyone shrank their necks and even stepped back for a certain distance.

Whether it was Ye Chen, Ning Xuanyuan and others, they could feel that the aura of the old emperor at this moment was stronger than before, as if they could take their lives in an instant.

At this moment, the old king slowly raised his head and looked at Chu Linguang who was standing on the iron tower.

The eyes were plunged into the darkness, hollow and gloomy, making one look at each other, as if they were firmly controlled and could not move.

Naturally, Chu Linguang could also feel the changes in the strength and breath of the old emperor. The two looked at each other, and Chu Linguang sensed that he seemed to be imprisoned, but only in an instant, this feeling disappeared.

Because of his inherited fiery eyes, automatic defense.

Two groups of flames flashed by in his eyes, and his gaze shrouded the old king. I only felt that the old king Zhou was endlessly dead, as if there was a sea of ​​corpses and blood in all directions, and **** was gloomy.

The breath of the old king became very strange.

"Everything should be over."

The voice of the old king was cold and heavy, like wandering out of a deep canyon, which made one sneezes uncontrollably.

He stepped out.

As if climbing to the sky, he walked towards Chu Linguang, wearing a black cloak. Every step he made was violent winds in all directions, the temperature dropped sharply, and there was even a sound of chewing teeth or roaring from the black fog around the old king.

"Don't let him stare at each other, let alone touch the black mist around him, it can corrode everything."

Madam Han hurriedly reminded Chu Linguang.

"It's just an evil way, it doesn't matter, the light of the right way is never absent."

Chu Linguang said in a righteous and awe-inspiring way.

The old king stepping up in the void couldn't help but was taken aback. Chu Linguang had already stared at him, but Chu Linguang spoke sharply and his behavior seemed unaffected. The ghost eyes in death possessed the ability to confuse the mind and imprison others.

Why didn't it work for Chu Linguang.

Even if Chu Linguang's strength is not weak, it can't be without effect.

What he knew, Chu Linguang mastered the golden eyes, a pair of fire eyes, and saw through all the clues. How could he be disturbed by the ghost eyes of the ghost? What's more, the possession of the death **** of the old king is not really possession of the death god. A pair of ghost eyes of the ghost is only a point. Nothing more than fur.

What kind of effect can it play on Chu Linguang?

And Chu Linguang is also unambiguous.

Standing on the iron tower, I saw the old king stepping in the void, surrounded by black mist, wearing a cloak, like a **** of death coming to harvest his own life.

Right now, Chu Linguang pinched Dharma Jue with his hands, and the "Dharma Cultivation" in his mind automatically revolved. Above his head, thunderclouds gathered.

"Fuck!"

A thick thunder and lightning slashed out and slashed towards the old king.

The speed is so fast that people can't respond.

Only when thunder and lightning hit the old king, the black fog around the old king automatically formed a barrier, and the old king continued to walk towards Chu Linguang as if not affected by the slightest.

It seemed that once he got close to Chu Linguang and let Chu Linguang be shrouded in black mist, Chu Linguang would die or not.

"boom!"

Chu Linguang didn't panic.

Control the thundercloud again and take control of the sky thunder.

If a lightning bolt cannot hurt the old king, then two, two fail, then four, four fail, then eight, and so on.

Standing on the iron tower, he was bathed in a thunder and lightning storm. While the knots were changing, the thick thunder and lightning of the oil drum slashed out, blasting towards the old king in an all-round way.

For a time, the area of ​​Chu Linguang and the old king turned into a dazzling thunder pond storm.

Standing on the iron tower, Chu Linguang was like the **** of thunder.

Taking control of the sky thunder, I can't tell how prestigious it is. When the seal changes, the thunderclouds roar, and the thunder and lightning slashed down. A doomsday scene, a series of thunder and lightning, instantly enveloped the old king.

Originally the old king who stepped up in the void step by step.

Also under this layer of thunderstorms, it slowed down.

The black fog surrounding him automatically defended and formed a barrier to block the thunder and lightning, especially the cloak behind the old king, which was even more violent, causing hurricanes to antagonize thunderclouds.

All of a sudden, Chu Linguang fell into a disadvantage.

"Chu Linguang turned out to be a great monk."

"The hero is a boy! The martial arts double cultivation, the genius in the world can be equal."

...

Seeing Chu Linguang in charge of Yu Tianlei, many people talked again and were amazed again and again.

"No matter how powerful it is, the old demon is showing great power, and Chu Linguang is in a disaster."

"It's a pity, Tian is jealous of talents."

Some people are sour.

But it was more shocking, even dumbfounded.

"boom!"

Leiyun kept rolling.

The thunder and lightning slashed down one after another, but it turned out to only slow down the pace of the old king.

Chu Linguang quickly realized that something was wrong.

Dispelled the tactics and stopped controlling the sky thunder.

Seeing that the old king continued to step forward and wanted to return to the iron tower, if he did not walk, once he was enveloped in black mist, he was afraid that it would be dangerous, but Chu Linguang did not believe in evil.

You can't control the sky thunder.

Then it will be frozen for thousands of miles.

The formula was formed, and Chu Linguang shot forward, and the temperature in all directions dropped sharply again.

In the eyes of everyone, the moment Chu Linguang shot forward, the iron tower was covered with a layer of frost, and the result was a layer of ice. The ice layer became thicker and thicker, finally forming sharp cones of ice.

Stabbed towards the old king.

"Crunch!"

The ice cone stabbed at the old king and quickly ran into the black fog barrier.

The ice cone shattered in an instant, and Chu Linguang snorted coldly, and the icy seal of thousands of miles was displayed to the extreme, and the Taoist Dafa ran wildly in his mind.

At this moment, the air around Chu Linguang seemed to be frozen.

A layer of ice visible to the naked eye stretched towards the old king, enveloping the old king in an instant, and finally stopped the old king's progress.

In the eyes of everyone, the old king was frozen by the ice, frozen by the ice layer extending from the iron tower, and the ice layer even penetrated into the ground, like a towering tree, melting into the iron tower.

And the old king is freezing in the ice.

Crunch!

But at this moment, cracks appeared in the ice layer, and the black fog around the old emperor even wandered at this moment, following the ice layer, spreading to Chu Linguang.

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