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Chapter 492 Kill Without Amnesty
In a certain corner of the earth, a middle-aged man walks around every corner of the earth.

The middle-aged man's speed is very slow, he often pauses, and every time he pauses, he will take a few steps, and these random steps have crossed a huge distance.

At this moment, the middle-aged man stopped at a certain place again. In the area around him, a faint light curtain shrouded it, which was extremely strange, and no one could approach it. The crowd also looked at it in amazement, showing expressions of awe. Immortals, on the earth It is no longer a legend, but a real existence, and it is beside them, and this middle-aged man is obviously a fairy.

I saw the middle-aged man standing there, taking out a glorious stone wall, the stone wall is very small, but inside it, there are many pictures, the pictures are constantly flowing, if you look carefully, you will find that these pictures are actually the real world of the earth. Everything that exists, every plant, every tree, every flower and every fruit, is all based on the earth.

The spiritual knowledge spread, and the middle-aged man covered all the surrounding land, and then, the brilliance flickered, and a multi-colored ink brush appeared in his hand, and the ink brush touched the stone wall. The surrounding space was shrouded in it, and then, the middle-aged man closed his eyes slightly, concentrated his attention, and connected the dots with the ink brush. In an instant, on the stone wall where the brilliance flowed, another picture appeared, exchanged and circulated.

After a while, everything around him was engraved on the stone wall. The middle-aged man opened his eyes, his mind moved slightly, and he took another step. His figure disappeared from the spot immediately, which amazed the surrounding crowd. In another place, the middle-aged man repeated the same action.

After a long time, the middle-aged man came to a snow-capped mountain, looked at the snowflakes all over the sky, looked into the distance with firm eyes, and said to himself: "The ancestors of the past used 10 years to carve the Suzaku star, set up hundreds of millions of formations, and absorbed the Suzaku star. The power of the planet seals the Vermilion Bird Star in the God Refining Wall and the God Cleansing Picture, whoever can refine the God Wall can get the Vermilion Bird Star."

"Now, I'm working on depicting this abandoned planet. I don't know how long it will take, but what is certain is that once I can portray this abandoned planet and refine it into an independent space, for me, no matter whether it is cultivation Or comprehension, it will be a kind of metamorphosis, breaking out of the cocoon and becoming a butterfly."

A flash of light flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man, and his spirit was flying high. The snowflakes around him suddenly solidified and then annihilated in the air, as if being destroyed by an invisible sword.

"Unfortunately, after the ancestors ascended, the refining wall was lost. Otherwise, if I get it, what a blessing it will be, and I can avoid countless detours." The eyes of the middle-aged man changed again, revealing a sense of loss , laughed mockingly: "It's ridiculous that those cultivators tried their best to go to the Suzaku ruins to get opportunities, but they didn't know that the entire Suzaku star was owned by my ancestors. If you have to refine the god wall, you will get the Suzaku star!"

Thinking of this, the middle-aged figure flickered again, disappeared in place, and continued his journey of depicting, recording all the breath and vitality on the earth with the stone wall, and after imprinting thousands of formations with the ink brush, finally, inspired The power of the planet melts the entire earth into a space, seals it in a stone wall, and forms a world of its own. Of course, the premise is that the strength of the person who portrays it is stronger than any creature on this planet, otherwise, it will be backlashed.

In Tianjing City, the sound of tremors echoed in the ears, and everyone was shocked. Many monks flickered and headed towards the direction of the Dongfang family in an instant. Many people who are cultivators on earth know that in the Dongfang family, There is a legendary figure, it is he who conquered the world, overthrew the Indian state religion, destroyed the British werewolves, fought against the King of Darkness on the top of the Forbidden City, killed the King of Killers in anger, made Huaxia stand proudly in the world, and made the Dongfang family the number one in the world. a family.

A stream of light flashed past and came not far from Ye Feng, his eyes were fixed, and he said in surprise: "Ye Feng!"

Ye Feng turned his eyes and smiled slightly at the visitor. The visitor wore a long robe, his long hair was tied behind his shoulders, and his demeanor made people feel close. It was Hao Wushang, but at this moment, Hao Wushang had an old complexion, There are also wounds on the body, the breath is weak, and the end is approaching.

"Master, thank you for your hard work." Ye Feng said gently, he knew that Hao Wushang's injury was caused by helping the Dongfang family, but his strength was limited and he couldn't turn things around.

"It's good to be back!" Hao Wushang showed a smile, then stepped aside and stopped talking, and Ye Feng also turned his eyes, his soul melted into the starry sky, and used it to the extreme. This time, he enveloped everything around him , without any negligence.

Suddenly, Ye Feng's mind moved slightly, and his face turned cold. On his back, a gorgeous wing formed by solidified ice opened, and above the sky, water droplets formed, dripping continuously, and the temperature of the space dropped sharply again. .

This wing is not the sky demon wing, but the ability obtained from the young master of the Cold Wind Sect.

The icy wings spread out and flicked casually. Immediately, a cold hurricane swept past, the space trembled, and Ye Feng disappeared from the spot in an instant.

In the northwest direction of Tianjing City, an old man with a gloomy complexion and flickering figure galloped towards the outside of Tianjing City at an extremely fast speed.

The old man flew in the sky without using any spiritual weapons, so it can be seen that his cultivation is in the realm of the Nascent Soul.

But at this moment, suddenly, a gust of wind swept past, and the cold air suddenly descended, and the space was filled with chilling intent.

"I will let all the monks in Tianjing City gather in the Dongfang family, and those who violate it will be killed!" A cold voice suddenly sounded, the old man's flying speed was slightly paused, his face was pale, when he heard Ye Feng's words, Then there was a bad feeling, at least, he didn't have the ability to let his voice and breath cover the entire Tianjing City, and he also appeared in the Dongfang family, so how could he fall into the trap of himself.

After a pause, the old man bit the tip of his tongue. Immediately, a stream of bloody arrows shot out, and the old man pinched the spell in his hand. Not only did he not lose his stature, but he ran even faster into the distance.

"Death!" Another voice without any emotion sounded, and the flying old man froze, stagnating in the air, and then, a pitch-black iron chain passed through his chest, obliterating his life.

When Ye Feng killed the old man, the iron chain waved and pulled behind him, his figure flashed, and he disappeared directly on the spot.

A moment later, in a secret room, a Golden Core cultivator was cultivating. Around him, the aura of heaven and earth surged crazily. At this moment, he was on the verge of breaking through.

The golden core spun rapidly, and it was faintly about to shatter into a baby, but at this critical moment, suddenly, an icy breath enveloped the secret room, bitingly cold.

"Pfft!" The golden core cultivator's face was as pale as paper, and a mouthful of blood spewed out. The biting chill almost froze his golden core, let alone shattered it into a baby.

Breathing weakly, the Golden Core cultivator opened his eyes, and saw an indifferent young man standing in front of him, his eyes shining with ruthless light.

"Those who disobey the order will be killed without mercy!" Ye Feng snorted coldly, and the life-harvesting iron chain attacked again.

After a while, Ye Feng stepped out of the secret room, and there were already two people on his iron chain.

At this moment, in Tianjing City, no matter where you are or what you are doing, you must obey Ye Feng's order. Those who violate it will be killed without mercy. There is no reason. Ye Feng's strength is the reason. At this moment in his heart, There is a wave of anger, whoever offends will die, if you don't be ruthless or intimidating, how can you achieve prestige.

An hour later, an indifferent young man floated above Tianjing City. In his left hand, he was holding a pitch-black magic lock. On the chain of the magic lock, he was pulling hundreds of corpses. At this moment, Ye Feng was like a demon god, Those who looked at the sky and saw Ye Feng were all pale and trembling with fear. This scene shocked them so much that it was enough to remember them for life.

The corpses on these chains were all alive not long ago. Some were slaughtered because they fled, some were killed because they ignored Ye Feng’s words, and some were killed while they were sprinting. In the final analysis, Just because they didn't go to the Dongfang family immediately after hearing Ye Feng's words, offenders will be killed without mercy!

"At the moment when the incense burns, if there are still monks who have not arrived at the Dongfang Clan, slaughter!" Ye Feng's expression was cold, and the coldness came to Tianjing City again. At this moment, Tianjing City was dead silent, solemn and bleak, and those policemen naturally knew Who is Ye Feng? They have already received the order. No matter what Ye Feng does, they must not interfere. Violators will be dealt with by military law. Of course, even if the superior does not give the order, they dare not do it. They are immortals and cannot be shaken.

After Ye Feng's words fell, those people who were still waiting and watching spread their bodies to a rapid speed and rushed towards the Dongfang family. They no longer dared to deliberately move forward slowly on the road, procrastinating for time, wishing to put on a pair of wings and teleport to the Dongfang family. family.

After a stick of incense, the Dongfang family was crowded with people, including people standing in the air and monks standing on the ground, but at this moment, they all held their breath and stared at the figure in the sky, indifferently, like the figure of a demon god, The corpse on the iron chain reminded them that in front of Ye Feng, there must be no mistakes, otherwise it would be a catastrophe.

Hai Yifeng and Dongfang Hong looked complicated, looking at the figure in the sky, what is it that turned a simple and kind young man into a beauty and a relative, killing the world in a rage, but Ye Feng at this moment is actually Ye Feng who has grown up, Being decisive and ruthless does not mean that he is ruthless, because he is ruthless because of feeling, and kills for love.

"God and devil!" Ye Feng at this moment is the real god and devil. Compared with him back then, he is even more trembling.

Ye Feng glanced coldly, his gaze like a sharp sword of ice made it difficult for everyone to breathe, as if a mountain was pressing on his body, from head to toe, there was boundless coldness.

(End of this chapter)