100,000 Years of Body Refining

Boom.

A shocking battle erupted in the abyss of death, and the night **** was besieged and killed by the nine heavenly lords, and under the suppression of the rules of death, it was obviously invincible.

Not only him, but the patriarch and others of the Xue clan were suppressed by the dead clan.

Even Qin Feng's blood will have been suppressed and reduced a lot, the number of blood will be condensed without the power of the pseudo-senior level, facing the violent killing of the first death, he kept retreating, and finally burst one by one.

"Let's catch it with one's hands, although the result is a death, but the process can save a lot of pain." The first **** of death looked at Qin Feng with a grin, as if he was holding the winning ticket.

Qin Feng looked at him very seriously, and asked, "Since everything is dead, what is the difference?"

While speaking, he silently glanced at Ye Shen, and then at the depths of the abyss.

He hasn't seen the change in the dead world yet. He believes that the night **** is prepared. Although he is fighting at this moment, he has not tried his best, as if waiting for something.

In that case, he deliberately wrangled and was pleased to delay for a while.

After all, the suppression of death in this place is too strong, not to mention the weakening of blood, it is difficult to recover, and blood cannot be easily consumed.

The first **** of death sneered: "After you catch it with your bare hands, the dead people only need the secrets in your body. After getting the secrets, they will crush you directly. It will not make you feel the slightest pain. Of course, it can also give you the opportunity to kill yourself. In short, it will not make you feel painful, but if you are stubborn and contend to the end, then..."

The pupils of the first **** of death shrank coldly, and the extremely rich death will burst out. He raised his finger to the imprisoned and tortured Immortal Heavenly Lord, and said:

"The remnants of the bloodline of the corpse are your end. We will cut your body into pieces, wipe out your blood and bones, and then search for your soul, and imprison your soul under this abyss, suffering hundreds of millions of dollars. The torture of death in the new year makes you unable to survive and to die."

"I killed you!" Hearing his father's fate, the Immortal God immediately furious to the extreme, and desperately kills the first **** of death.

He is also a dead race, and the rules of death will suppress him the weakest, and can explode the peak power. However, the dead race is extremely prepared. There are death trees and war corpses besieging him at the same time, and it is impossible to break through.

The first **** of death did not pay attention to him at all, only Qin Feng was in his eyes. He stepped out one step, and his body was lingering with a strong sense of death, stirring endlessly, locked in Qin Feng.

"How are you thinking about it?"

"It sounds scary, but the more so, the more I want to try what it feels like." Qin Feng thought about it for a moment, and responded incomparably serious.

"you wanna die!"

The first **** of death was furious, and the condensed rules of death exploded and swept directly towards Qin Feng.

"and many more."

Qin Feng stepped back and interrupted, "You said you want to cut my body and destroy my blood and bones. What's the specific plan? If you haven't figured it out yet, it's better to listen to my thoughts..."

"die!"

The first **** of death was extremely angry. How could he not see that Qin Feng was deliberately delaying and teasing him, which made him feel a strong humiliation, and his death will explode to the extreme, turning into a wave of death, as if he could harvest everything Rolling to Qin Feng like a creature.

"My thought is... the taste is terrible, you should try it."

The smile on Qin Feng's face gradually became cold. In the end, the blood was full, and the God Slashing Sword appeared in his hand at some unknown time. The deep blue sword rainbow instantly agitated, blowing away the layers of death, just for a moment, like a ghost. Cover the first death.

Not only that, but also the power of Tong ancestors, the storm that destroyed the world seemed to burst out of the void, covering everything in an instant.

Qin Feng's blood intent was indeed suppressed and dropped a lot, but it was still able to urge the limit of the sword intent to slash the gods and the intent of the ancestor of pupil.

Then there is the star space of the night god, directly burying this abyss.

"Boom boom boom."

At that moment, the shrill screams mixed with desperate screams continued to spread, and countless weaker dead races simply couldn't bear the sudden addition of killing, and they were annihilated on the spot.

It was the pinnacle existence of the first **** of death, even though they had broken free from the killing, they also appeared to be embarrassed and obviously suffered heavy losses.

The situation in the abyss seemed to be reversed in an instant.

"Damn it!"

The first **** of death was extremely embarrassed and stared at Qin Feng incomparably ferociously. He didn't expect that in this forbidden area of ​​the dead world, Qin Feng's trump card would still be so terrifying.

Even more unexpectedly, the Night God, who was besieged and killed by the nine heavenly lords, dared to distract him. The unexpectedly blooming star space made them unable to avoid Qin Feng's killing, causing heavy losses.

"Lord of the Starry Sky, you are looking for death!"

An angry voice came from the crystal coffin, and the power of the night **** was suppressed. There was no advantage in terms of number of people, and no advantage in terms of realm strength, but he dared to take care of other battlefields. This was undoubtedly a humiliation to them.

The nine gods are all furious, and the vast and majestic will of death instantly fills the abyss. It seems that there is a true **** of death coming out of hell, and a terrifying **** of darkness, the river of death sweeping the world...

The nine heavenly sovereigns erupted in anger, full of death, and how terrifying the power that broke out together was the invincible heavenly sovereigns face to face.

"night God!"

Qin Feng and Ye Shen secretly joined forces, and after a heavy blow, he stared at the Tianzun battlefield instantly, watching the nine dead clan heavens work together to cover the Ye Shen, and couldn't help but feel a little worried.

The patriarch of the Snow Clan was not eager to kill the first death god, and they all stared at the battlefield.

Even the first Reaper didn't continue to make a move.

The battlefield of Tianzun is the key to determining the outcome of this battle. The Lord of the Starry Sky dared to distract him. The nine heavenly Lords seized the short-term flaws, and all tried their best to besiege and kill together.

After this shot, even if the Lord of the Starry Sky could not be killed, as long as it was hit hard, everything would settle down.

"Boom."

It is said that the time is too late, and only in a short instant, the power of the nine heavenly beings fell on the night **** one after another, and almost at the same time that Qin Feng reversed the situation on the battlefield of the heavenly god, he completely buried the night god.

Under the deafening roar, accompanied by the endless agitation of death, and the brilliant stars continue to annihilate, in an instant, the stars around the night **** burst, and the whole person is like duckweed swaying in the wind and rain. Will be destroyed.

In the end, Xinghui was completely dimmed, and only the terrifying will of death was still being crushed repeatedly, and he could no longer feel the meaning of Xinghui, as if he had completely crushed the night god.

"night God!"

Qin Feng's pupils were restrained, and the Xue Clan chief and others were also shocked.

Xinghui shattered, no matter how hard to perceive it, the lord of the starry sky seemed to be annihilated.

"Destroyed!?"

The first death **** and other dead people stared at the death storm, and they were sure that they would never feel the breath of the night **** again, and couldn't help but ecstatic.

Especially when I heard a sigh from the dead ancestors:

"everything is over."

This made the whole dead clan ecstatic, the Lord of the Starry Sky who was overwhelming their dead clan, the existence that had sealed them for tens of thousands of years, finally flew into an ashes and annihilated.

But just when they were ecstatic and determined that the night **** had died, a cold and indifferent voice came from the death storm,

"Is it over? Today's battle has just begun."

boom!

Along with the voice, it was a bright star blooming, penetrating through layers of death storms, reflecting the entire abyss, that star was extremely brilliant, roaring around the night god, and continuously propping up the surrounding death storm.

From a distance, the night **** at this moment is like a star, brilliant to the extreme, the brightest star in the night sky, shining all over the sky.