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Chapter 407: Battle of the Emperor

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    The massacre divine technique is the supreme secret technique related to the candle dragon among the ancient witch clan.

    Candle Dragon, also known as Candle Nine Yin, is a mythical beast in legends. It is said that it regards day as day, shuts down as night, blows as winter, breathes as summer, does not drink, does not eat, does not rest, and breathes as wind.  thousands of miles.

    This is a powerful beast that is comparable to the mythical beast Kunpeng.

    How powerful is Kunpeng's innate supernatural power?

    Its heaven-swallowing magical skill has the power to swallow the sky and the earth. Once it grows to the extreme, it can even travel in the starry sky and devour the stars.

    It's just that Li Wenchan's Kunpeng avatar is still in the growth stage.

    And Da Tu Shenfa is the method of Zhu Jiuyin, how can it be taken lightly?

    Following Li Wenchan's full urging of the Datu Divine Art, the primordial spirit in his mind seemed to communicate with the legendary Zhu Jiuyin in the dark.

    Boom!

    Behind it, the void distorted, and a huge beast with an unknown number of miles appeared.

    The whole body of this giant beast is pitch-black, and its figure is slightly illusory. It is like a giant mountain range, stretching out continuously. The most terrifying thing is its eyes. The two pupils of the eyes are like endless abysses, which swallow the mind and make people look at them.  I feel like my soul is stuck in it, and I can't extricate myself.

    Spiritualism!

    In the past, the high priest of the ancient witch tribe used the totem between his eyebrows to activate the "candle dragon's eye" to activate the soul-hunting technique, and was able to control the martial arts master.

    And how powerful is Li Wenchan's primordial spirit?

    At this moment, he is urging the soul-hunting technique with all his strength, and even condensed the heaven and earth dharma of Zhu Jiuyin. At this level of fairy art, he has already channeled spirits, and he has summoned out all the spirituality of Zhu Jiuyin in the dark.

    The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse have lived for a long time, their minds are as firm as a rock, and their will is unshakable. Even the best hypnotism can't control their minds.

    But now, they were seen by the eyes of the candle dragon behind Li Wenchan, and they felt that their souls had fallen into the abyss and were swallowed by the endless vortex for just a moment.

    "No!"

    Their spirits were roaring, and they wanted to break free, but it was useless.

    "Junior yourself."

    Li Wenchan spoke softly.

    Then, under the stunned eyes of everyone, the four of them raised their palms and slapped themselves on the head like a walking corpse.

    "Pfft."

    In the eyes of outsiders, the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse are like a fragile glass statue. After being hit by a palm, it exploded inch by inch from the top of the head. In the end, the whole person was shot into pieces, and the soul disappeared endlessly.  .

    Everyone guessed that Li Wenchan would win, but they never thought that this would be the result.

    Especially the Pope himself, how powerful is this ancient emperor?  Once one of the masters of the old era, the eight paladins who were trained by themselves can sweep away invincible.

    His name, once in full swing, resounded through an era. In that era, many alien creatures lived under his fear.

    As powerful as him, even if he took action himself, he couldn't stop Li Wenchan.

    The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, his most loyal personal guards, were completely destroyed like this.

    "What method is this? Hypnotism?"

    A strong man trembled.

    This kind of method is too terrible, the four powerhouses actually died of suicide.

    You must know that in the belief of the Holy See, suicide is a felony, and you will go to hell after death.

    "No, this should be the extremely rare primordial mystical method among the ancient immortal sects in the east. On our side, this kind of primordial power is called the soul secret technique. Just now their souls were controlled by Li Wenchan.  That's why he committed suicide."

    said the werewolf king.

    He is inherited from the wolf clan, so he is well-informed.

    This kind of soul secret technique, even in the West, is an untold secret, and it is hard to find in the world, especially Li Wenchan's soul secretary, who is so powerful.

    Even the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse said to kill as soon as they said it, so wouldn't they be even more irresistible?

    "What a powerful technique of primordial spirit."

    King Zhenbei was also secretly surprised.

    Li Wenchan is simply impeccable, whether it is physical body, magic power, or soul, all of them have been cultivated to the extreme.

    When he fought Li Wenchan at the top of the Forbidden City, he also fought against Yuanshen.

    However, Li Wenchan's primordial spirit at that time was far from being as powerful as it is now.

    "Chinese people!"

    Just when everyone was surprised, a powerful and majestic aura suddenly soared into the sky,Seeing the pope, he stood up from the chariot.

    Although he was old and gray-haired, as he stood up, his aura was still infinitely high, and there was an endless power of light surging in his eyes.

    Just the look in his eyes makes people palpitate.

    "The Pope is angry."

    Everyone knows that this ancient emperor has been angered by Li Wenchan at this time.

    When he was angry, the world changed color.

    "You killed my closest friend, Li Wenchan, I swear! I will tear your throat, break your bones, and chop off your head to avenge them."

    The pope's eyes widened sharply, his scarlet pupils seemed to be burning with flames.

    His breath surged wildly, anger filled his whole chest, he gritted his teeth, and said every word.  In the eyes of outsiders, the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse are just his subordinates and are loyal to him, but in fact, the four have accompanied him for so many years, and the relationship between them and him is no longer an ordinary superior-subordinate relationship. They are more like close friends.

    At this time, every word he spit out, unexpectedly shot out in the air, turned into a white mark, and imprinted in the void.

    At the level of the pope, their every move can already communicate with the world, achieving the effect of saying what they say.

    These words actually turned into white cross holy swords in the void, hanging high in the sky, aiming at Li Wenchan.

    "go!"

    The Pope waved his sleeve, and in an instant, all the white holy swords shot towards Li Wenchan like a rain of arrows.

    Every holy sword cuts gold and iron, and is extremely sharp.  White sword marks were pulled out of the air. From a distance, it looked like hundreds of meteors traversed the sky.

    Many spectators who saw this scene all took a breath.

    The terrifying power contained in these holy swords is comparable to a missile in every blow. Such a ferocious attack is enough to destroy a small city in an instant.

    "Well done, I hope you can make me happy."

    Li Wenchan laughed out loud.

    He absorbed the spirit of the emperors of all dynasties on the top of the Forbidden City, and after recovering to the peak, he was invincible again, and he had not fought to his heart's content.

    At this time, the pope made a move, and the sword energy rained like rain. Such strength made his blood boil.

    Boom bang bang bang¡ª¡ª

    Those white holy swords approached in an instant, and hit Li Wenchan's body-protecting divine light. His three-foot body-protecting divine light before was indestructible. No matter how the four knights of the apocalypse attacked, it was useless.

    But now, he was shocked by the power of those holy swords, and every time he struck, the light dimmed a bit.

    At this moment, everyone's eyes widened.

    The Battle of the Kings has finally begun!

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