Tiandu Di Zhi is the unique skill of the Chinese emperor, which contains incomparable terrible power. It also costs a great price for Hua Ziyang to display Tiandu Di Zhi.


    The Tiandu emperor''s finger stabbed into Xuewei''s body and immediately lost most of Xuewei''s blood essence. Her face was very pale and her vital qi machine became weak.


    "Brother Lingxiao, go! Leave me alone!"


    Xuewei''s voice was very weak and said anxiously to Lingxiao.


    "Silly girl, don''t talk! Why are you so stupid? These despicable bastards can''t hurt me at all. Why do you bother?"


    Lingxiao''s eyes were blood red. He felt blood dripping in his heart and said with trembling all over.


    He hugged Xuewei tightly, took out all the health pills on her and fed them to Xuewei. At the same time, the vast holy power gushed out of her body and poured into Xuewei''s body.


    Tiandu emperor refers to the supreme emperor power. If Xuewei didn''t have the reincarnation holy body and strong blood, plus Lingxiao swallowed the continuous emperor power in Xuewei''s body with the secret technique of swallowing heaven in time, I''m afraid Xuewei''s body would be completely broken.


    Rao is so, Xuewei is still very weak.


    "These despicable bastards, Lingxiao, kill them!"


    When Bai Longma saw that Xuewei was badly hurt, his eyes also turned red. However, he didn''t take action immediately, but rushed out of the buried bone with Lingxiao and Xuewei like a blazing lightning.


    At this time, the spirits of the fourth World War have caught up. Their eyes are full of cold killing intention, and they reach out to Lingxiao and Xuewei.


    Boom!


    The little black fat man''s terrible light broke out, exuded a powerful swallowing power, urged all the forces in his body, blocked behind the white dragon horse, and had a hard encounter with the spirit of the fourth World War.


    The terrible light was boiling, the void was broken, and the chaotic mist flowed continuously. The little black fat man screamed and flew out directly. With the help of the terrible attack of the spirit of the fourth World War, he also flew out of the buried bone.


    However, the little black fat man looked very miserable at the moment, his chest collapsed, and there were several deep blood marks, which were left by the snake shaped fighting spirit and the carved fighting spirit.


    "Little black fat man, are you okay?"


    The sad image of the little black fat man startled the white dragon horse and said with great concern.


    "I''m fine! These four damn living dead, when I''m successful, I must kill them!"


    The little black fat man said very depressed. His whole body spewed out the essence of heaven and earth, and the chaotic Qi surged, making his injury recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.


    Kunpeng has rough skin and thick flesh. It has strong vitality and recovery ability. Although it was attacked by the spirit of the fourth World War, it is not fatal.


    They finally escaped from the buried bone.


    However, before they could breathe a sigh of relief, the people around them immediately surrounded them, and their eyes were full of extremely greedy looks.


    "Everyone, he is long Aotian. He must have robbed the most precious treasure in this area, otherwise the spirit of the fourth world war would not chase them!"


    Hua Tianqiong sneered.


    "That''s right! We must not let them go. Let''s go together and kill long Aotian. That treasure is ours!"


    Yang Wen also began to fan the flames.


    The people''s eyes were extremely hot, full of greed and killing intention, and locked the four Lingxiao people in the center.


    "Long Aotian, hand over the treasure you got, otherwise no one can save you!"


    "That''s right! The treasures in this area belong to everyone. If you don''t hand them over, you will die without a burial place!"


    "Hey, hey, Lord of the war temple? That''s all! Hand over the fan Tianyin!"


    "And the whereabouts of Ji Feixuan!"


    “……”


    They all shouted at Lingxiao. Their eyes were very cold and bossy, and their killing intention was diffuse. It seemed that they wanted to fight Lingxiao at any time.


    Although Lingxiao is the Lord of the hall of the God of war and is in charge of fan Tianyin, it is said that his combat power is unparalleled and not weaker than the ancient Tianjiao, at the moment, everyone is confused by the unnecessary treasure.


    In the middle of the bone burial place, the nine color divine light sprayed by the reincarnation jade wall is ancient and mysterious, and the breath is incomparably majestic, which makes everyone outside the bone burial place shake in their hearts and determine that it must be a supreme treasure.


    Therefore, their greed at the moment even outweighed their fear of Lingxiao.


    "Long Aotian, if you hold your hands and hand over the treasure, we may be able to save your life!"


    Hua Ziyang said indifferently, looking down at Lingxiao, he has a high attitude.


    "I Pooh! You deserve us to be caught without a hand?"


    The white dragon horse sneered.


    "Hua Ziyang, if you are caught with your hands tied and become our mount, we will spare your life, otherwise you will die today!"


    The little black fat man stared at Hua Ziyang and said fiercely, his eyes full of hatred.


    This guy has an incomparable hatred. Before, Hua Ziyang, the son of darkness and the young monk fought against him, and even offered the decree of the great emperor to subdue him as a mount. The little black fat man has long remembered Hua Ziyang.


    The little black fat man even thought that he should catch Hua Ziyang as his mount in order to get out of this evil spirit in his heart.


    "I don''t know how to live or die! Since you want to die, it''s no wonder that we are!"


    Hua Ziyang''s eyes were cold and said coldly.


    Boom!


    There are thousands of strong people around Lingxiao four people, most of whom are strong in semi holy land. They are incomparably strong. At the moment, they look different and their breath is surging.


    Hua Tianqiong and Yang Wen both sneered at the corners of their mouths and had regarded Lingxiao as a dead man.


    Even if Lingxiao is strong, how can it be the opponent of thousands of strong people?


    "Xuewei, are you afraid?"


    Lingxiao didn''t even look at the people around him. It seemed that Xuewei was the only one in her eyes. She turned a deaf ear to the killing intention around and said softly.


    "Brother Lingxiao, I''m not afraid of you!"


    Xuewei smiled gently. Although her face was pale, she had a soul stirring beauty, which moved the world and faded all the flowers.


    "Xuewei, sit here obediently and wait for brother Lingxiao to avenge you!"


    Lingxiao puts Xuewei on the back of the white dragon horse and touches Xuewei''s cerebellar bag.


    "Yes!"


    Xuewei''s mouth showed a smile and said seriously.


    "Longma, protect Xuewei!"


    Lingxiao said, then slowly stood up, and his eyes fell on Hua Ziyang, Hua Tianqiong, Yang Wen and others.


    "How do you... Want to die?"


    The sound like thunder exploded in the void, containing a deep chill, as if it came from Jiuyou hell.


    His whole body boiling killing intention broke out, the blood light in his eyes was diffuse, incomparable madness, and completely ran away!