Wu Po Jiuxiao

Chapter [-] The Great Way Rides the Sky ([-])

"Could it be... are you really going to die this time?"

Ye Fantian smiled strangely.

It was an unwilling smile, and it was bitterness that could not be concealed!

"Why? God, since you have let me come here, why don't you let me continue to grow up? I still have a lot of things to do!!!"

"boom……"

Dao Dao's energy did not stop at all, and in an instant, it tore Ye Fantian's body...

"Peng!!"

Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the white bones were turned into powder!

Ye Fantian's face was full of reluctance, and the pair of scarlets opened fiercely, but gradually lost their consciousness!

Everything seems to be completely calm at this moment!

"do you died?"

At that moment, the endless energy catharsis even uprooted the ancient formation where Feng Wang and others were, and then the energy aroused turned hundreds of disciples into powder immediately. If a tyrannical Mahayana sky powerhouse sees something bad, if he tears the void in an instant and comes a hundred miles away, he will probably become a powder.

Looking beyond the void, the land of hundreds of miles, the endless nothingness, King Feng couldn't help shouting.

Feng Juesheng didn't speak, but his face was gloomy and terrifying. He saw that an arm was slowly growing out of his body.

Having reached the cultivation base of Mahayana Heaven Immortal Realm, he can reorganize his physical body at will without consuming much power, but his heart is still very angry.

Ye Fantian fell like this, which was not a good thing for him.

"The Ancient Phoenix Clan has been raped like this, hmph, it seems that I need to visit other ancient clans..."

He thought fiercely in his heart, his current cultivation base is tyrannical, and his status is also extraordinary, so he naturally has some other thoughts.

But at the same moment.

In a luxurious palace, a wonderful woman is slowly making tea, her beautiful face is indifferent, just like the fairy in the painting.

Everything around him didn't attract his attention at all.

A pair of wonderful blue eyes, a long blue dress, and long blue hair, it seems that everything is as beautiful as the ocean.

"Snapped……"

The moment her jade hand slowly picked up the cup, the cup actually cracked...

The boiling tea flowed on her jade hand without any mercy, but that little bit of temperature obviously didn't attract the woman's attention, her beautiful eyes were slightly dull for a while, and her black eyebrows frowned, a very painful feeling Slowly it grew in my heart.

With a pain in my heart, a vague figure is slowly disappearing.

"Who is this...?!!"

The woman yelled softly.

But the appearance of that figure not only did not become clear following her call, but became more blurred, and a faint voice slowly echoed in my ears:

"Meng'er..."

There was a hint of teasing in the voice, but it was more of a kind of affection...

"Snapped……"

The cup finally fell to the ground, and a strange emotion appeared on the woman's pretty face.

Seems sad, seems lost...

But she seemed to feel that in her heart, a person with a deep memory of her was gradually disappearing, and this disappearance was called—death! ! !Chapter [-] The Great Way Rides the Sky ([-])

"Could it be... are you really going to die this time?"

Ye Fantian smiled strangely.

It was an unwilling smile, and it was bitterness that could not be concealed!

"Why? God, since you have let me come here, why don't you let me continue to grow up? I still have a lot of things to do!!!"

"boom……"

Dao Dao's energy did not stop at all, and in an instant, it tore Ye Fantian's body...

"Peng!!"

Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the white bones were turned into powder!

Ye Fantian's face was full of reluctance, and the pair of scarlets opened fiercely, but gradually lost their consciousness!

Everything seems to be completely calm at this moment!

"do you died?"

At that moment, the endless energy catharsis even uprooted the ancient formation where Feng Wang and others were, and then the energy aroused turned hundreds of disciples into powder immediately. If a tyrannical Mahayana sky powerhouse sees something bad, if he tears the void in an instant and comes a hundred miles away, he will probably become a powder.

Looking beyond the void, the land of hundreds of miles, the endless nothingness, King Feng couldn't help shouting.

Feng Juesheng didn't speak, but his face was gloomy and terrifying. He saw that an arm was slowly growing out of his body.

Having reached the cultivation base of Mahayana Heaven Immortal Realm, he can reorganize his physical body at will without consuming much power, but his heart is still very angry.

Ye Fantian fell like this, which was not a good thing for him.

"The Ancient Phoenix Clan has been raped like this, hmph, it seems that I need to visit other ancient clans..."

He thought fiercely in his heart, his current cultivation base is tyrannical, and his status is also extraordinary, so he naturally has some other thoughts.

But at the same moment.

In a luxurious palace, a wonderful woman is slowly making tea, her beautiful face is indifferent, just like the fairy in the painting.

Everything around him didn't attract his attention at all.

A pair of wonderful blue eyes, a long blue dress, and long blue hair, it seems that everything is as beautiful as the ocean.

"Snapped……"

The moment her jade hand slowly picked up the cup, the cup actually cracked...

The boiling tea flowed on her jade hand without any mercy, but that little bit of temperature obviously didn't attract the woman's attention, her beautiful eyes were slightly dull for a while, and her black eyebrows frowned, a very painful feeling Slowly it grew in my heart.

With a pain in my heart, a vague figure is slowly disappearing.

"Who is this...?!!"

The woman yelled softly.

But the appearance of that figure not only did not become clear following her call, but became more blurred, and a faint voice slowly echoed in my ears:

"Meng'er..."

There was a hint of teasing in the voice, but it was more of a kind of affection...

"Snapped……"

The cup finally fell to the ground, and a strange emotion appeared on the woman's pretty face.

Seems sad, seems lost...

But she seemed to feel that in her heart, a person with a deep memory of her was gradually disappearing, and this disappearance was called—death! ! !