Chapter Twelve The First Blood Debt: The Court of Destruction(2/2)
In Lan Feng's heart, Bai Mo was already qualified to be called Bai Emperor at this moment. Bai Aotian was only at the ninth level of the gods. However, he might not be able to kill Heiya, but Bai Mo did it. He deserved to be called Bai Emperor.
All Lan Feng had to do was kill the Bai Emperor in front of him and let Bai Mo become part of the Qiyun. In that case, his Qiyun would be unprecedentedly strong enough to sweep the entire Beicang.
The nineteenth group of ghostly blood-colored catastrophe clouds rotated in the form of a vortex, and each rotation aroused a tornado column. As long as the bottom is something covered, no matter whether it is a city wall or a pretty cultivator, it will be crushed in an instant.
At this time, all the barbarian cultivators who were approaching here wanted to escape, but it was too late. Even the people from the Lan imperial court were killed one after another, turning into flesh and blood and rotating in the whirlpool.
Nineteen tornado pillars rotate wildly in bloody posture, with roaring and screaming ghosts inside, giving people the most terrifying picture in the thunder world, and anyone who sees it will feel creepy and frightened.
This is not any kind of spiritual art, but a real barbarian cultivation technique, but this kind of barbarian cultivation technique is a secret technique. Therefore, every blood-colored tornado pillar is formed by the most pure power. Wherever you go, wind, sand and stones are everywhere, and you look down on it.
"I'm really worried about death until I die. I still want to destroy Baidi City?" Bai Mo glanced at Lan Feng in disguise, not affected by these nineteen tornado pillars at all. His slender fingers suddenly pointed forward, and a giant sword fell from the sky like lightning.
This sword is a hundred feet long and is formed by the power of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder. It flashes dazzling lightning and stabs forward with the beating of countless lightning arcs.
The sword intent of the giant sword was invincible, and all the blood-colored tornado pillars they touched turned into nothing in an instant, and even more violently hit Lan Chuang.
As the sword intent was raging, Lan Feng's throat was pierced on the spot, and even his soul was caught on the spot by countless fish-like sword energy coming out of the giant sword.
"Ah, what do you want? Bai Mo, do you really want to be an enemy of the Lan imperial court?" Lan shouted angrily.
"Noisy." Bai Mo waved his palm and the giant sword directly suppressed Lan Feng's soul, and floated into the air with the corpse, standing side by side with Hei Ba.
When Heiba saw the dead Lan Feng, looking at the latter's struggled soul, he couldn't help laughing wildly: "Lan Feng, you have today too. I just said to tell you not to be happy too early, it's true, haha."
"Lan Feng was killed by me, and even his soul was suppressed. At this point, the Lan family's forging party was destroyed." Bai Mo swept across the audience and said calmly.
boom!
For a moment, the whole city was in full bloom.
Why worry about not having a prosperous future when the Bai family imperial court returns like this?
With such a demon emperor in the Beicang interface, why worry about not rising?
"The spy manager left behind in Baidi City has met the crown prince."
"The Bai family imperial court stayed in Baidi City and assassinated the leader of the crown prince."
Chapter completed!