slay the gods

"The young master is well cultivated!" Zi Mo said with a light smile. Now the depression in his heart has long since disappeared. When Yun Feiyang used the heavenly scriptures to help him heal his injuries and improve his cultivation, Zi Mo felt that he was in love with him. How lucky Bi Liu gave birth to the sword.

Seeing Yun Feiyang attaching so much importance to him, Zimo also knew that he was using him, but he was still a little grateful in his heart, and the mysterious heavenly book also attracted his attention. In his impression, the legendary spirit treasure did not have such a mysterious effect. He realized that following the divine body Yun Feiyang, his future fate might change.

As soon as Zi Mo's words fell into everyone's hearts like two thunderbolts, Nangong Fu's eyes almost went straight, and Nangong Xian'er was also dizzy.

It is unbelievable that the mighty overlord of a generation of demon sects actually recognized Yun Feiyang as the young master. No one would believe the truth if he said it, but what happened in front of him did happen.

"Zi Mo, you are so courageous!" The voice of the Proud Emperor's son came from Yun Feiyang's feet, full of anger and murderous intent.

"The dignity of the dragon clan cannot be trampled on, Zimo, you are doomed!" Ao San said angrily, the arrogance and dignity of the dragon clan dispelled the fear in his heart, he licked the blood at the corner of his mouth with his tongue fiercely, his eyes flickered with madness Bloody.

The other two dragon masters also dispelled the fear in their hearts in an instant, and glared at Zi Mo one after another.

"Hmph, you Dragon Clan are so brave, you dare to touch the mistress, no one can save you today!" Zi Mo said coldly, stretching out his big hand.

"Crack, crack, crack!" With three crisp sounds, the three-headed dragon master had been violently thrown away by Zi Mo, and the three of them had no resistance at all in front of Yun Feiyang.

"You...!" Before the three of them could utter a word, they felt a vast power crushing them, and Zi Mo in front of him grew taller. Zi Mo was very angry, and the three dragons dared to attack them. He challenged him, making him feel that he was very shameless in front of Yun Feiyang, especially in front of him was Zi Yunxi, who was the mistress of the future, and now he wanted to take advantage of this to teach these three uncivilized guys a hard lesson, Please this matriarch.

"I don't mind killing you now, and the young master won't object. Are dragons inherently arrogant? Today is probably the last time you will be arrogant in your life." Zi Mohan said in a loud voice, and the vast momentum directly pressed on the three People, how can the three of them resist at this moment, they are all breathless by him, their eyes are spitting fire, and they can't even speak.

"Okay, Zi Mo, you look at these three big worms first, I will kill the holy son in their hearts in front of their face!" Yun Feiyang was very satisfied with Zi Mo's performance, and sighed in his heart that he didn't use the heavenly book to help him To heal your wounds, at the same time take out the heavenly book with one hand, press Nangong Xian'er's jade hand on the root of the sacred tree, and said softly: "Xian'er, this is the natal immortal energy, which can help you heal your injuries."

Nangong Xian'er's eyes widened. She had never heard of the natal immortal energy before. At this moment, mysterious power poured into her body, and the injuries in her body recovered quickly in an instant.

"Xian'er, look at how I beheaded this so-called holy son. I have now survived the divine punishment and my cultivation has reached the sixth level of great perfection, but my combat power is enough to rival the masters of the seventh level, let alone the group in front of me." Self-righteous waste!" While Yun Feiyang was treating Nangong Xian'er's injury, the Beiming magic power was activated in his mind, and a black hole as black as ink shone on the body of the suppressed Aohuang Shengzi. With force, he slowly devoured the essence of the flesh and blood of the Son of the Proud Emperor.

"Ah, how dare you!" Aohuang shouted violently from the ground, and he felt a hint of danger.

"Hmph, why don't you dare, I will devour even the flesh and blood of your Dragon Lord, not to mention this reptile waste." Yun Feiyang said coldly, using the Beiming Divine Art to devour and refine without any hesitation.

In an instant Yun Feiyang's dantian small universe table forcefully sprinkled pieces of purple energy. Yun Feiyang used up a lot of power just now when he played the sky-covering style and the ancient vision. Feiyang can also realize here that the devouring power of his Beiming Divine Art is too small. If it is similar to his own power and is enough to swallow and refine in an instant to restore the strength of the whole body, it will be three points more miraculous than the elixir.

At that time, Yun Feiyang doesn't have to worry about his lack of mana at all. Beiming's magical power swallows everything, as long as it contains power, it can swallow it. When it reaches a certain level, it can even directly swallow and refine the magical powers from the opponent into its own power. .

"Looks like it's time to retreat. Absorb the power of the central world's Beiming Divine Art in the Mountain and River Fan. It's best to surpass the power of devouring the deity to reach the middle and lower ranks of the seventh heaven. If this is the case, fight against the masters of the middle and lower ranks of the seventh heaven. It can directly devour and refine the supernatural powers played by the opponent." This thought flashed in Yun Feiyang's mind, and the son of the Proud Emperor under his feet had been injured to the root, and he couldn't help screaming.

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you!" The voice of the Proud Emperor Son came out through his spiritual consciousness, and the voice was full of resentment.

Although the three-circumference dragon masters who were seriously injured by Zi Mo were dying, their eye sockets almost burst when they saw this scene. They knew that Yun Feiyang was using a kind of evil power to devour the essence of the Holy Son.

The three of them were furious, and wanted to break through Zi Mo's pressure and stand up to attack Yun Feiyang, but they were imprisoned by Zi Mo's mana, and Yun Feiyang's cold voice came from over there: "Zi Mo, follow them to the Shanhe Fan, let them Shapolang and Brother Xili teach these three reptiles a lesson!"

"You must die!" The Proud Emperor Shengzi, the dragon master, almost passed away in anger, Yun Feiyang took a bite of reptiles, and didn't take them seriously at all.

The dignified deep-sea dragon clan is powerful, comparable to the supreme sects of Taoism and Confucianism, and the son of Yaaohuang is the son of the dragon clan. In the future, he hopes to inherit the position of Dragon King and become the supreme figure in this world , Master thousands of lives and deaths, and have an extremely noble status.

But now he is being trampled underfoot. The Proud Emperor's son now has the ability to die. Just now, the woman who was looking down on the world and planning a strategy, who provoked Yun Feiyang, was beaten as a The mud was trampled under his feet and allowed to be trampled by Yun Feiyang.

The contrast between this made the Aohuang Shengzi unacceptable and unacceptable. Being humiliated by Yun Feiyang, he was swallowed to enhance Yun Feiyang's cultivation, making him go crazy, full of resentment and unwillingness.

"Haha, what a young master!" Zi Mo had a sinister smile on his face, thinking of Brother Xi Li's rogue methods and the fate of Liu Sheng's sword, Zi Mo felt chills in his heart, and silently mourned for the three dragons.