The best golden pupil

Chapter 3954 The Silent Hades

"How could it be you? This is impossible? With your strength, how can you kill the Supreme God?"

The old thief Shang exclaimed in surprise.

King Xiangjia, Qu Ling'er and the others also didn't understand.

For Yan Feitian, many people have seen or heard about it. The most important thing is that a newly promoted Tianzun, the Lord of the Holy Land of the Underworld, was resurrected from the dead, and he was forcibly resurrected by Ning Tao against the sky.

Whether it is protecting the holy land, flourishing, fighting many times, and capturing Huangquan, it has done a lot of effort.

But...but how could it become like this?
"No, the power of darkness? You... you have been corrupted by darkness?" Qu Ling'er's beautiful eyes narrowed.

But the Elephant Armor King froze, as if aware of his cultivation, his expression changed, "Four...the peak of four steps? Is this fake? The last time I saw him was only two steps."

Facing the shock of the three people, Yan Feitian remained expressionless and said nothing, his domineering black eyes flashed suddenly, and the black blade in his hand flashed a palpitating coldness, and said coldly: "You... Wait to die!"

"Holy law, cut the darkness!"

"Brush~"

At this moment, the hairs of the three of them stood on end, their scalps were numb, and they felt the crisis of life and death. That blade was definitely not an ordinary weapon.

"Be careful, don't touch it, go, go quickly." Qu Ling'er's beautiful eyes trembled and hurriedly shouted.

But it was too late, the elephant king burst out with ancient brute force, the muscles of his body rose like a horned dragon, his whole body was three feet tall, indestructible, and he punched out.

"Holy Law, Giant Elephant Star Falling Fist!"

"Broken~"

But under the defense of his proud strength, the dark blade flashed past, so sharp that the Elephant King seemed to be stiff, like petrified.

In front of the old thief Shang, Qu Ling'er, a spray of blood sprayed, a soul similar to the King of Elephant Armor was swallowed by the black blade, chewed to pieces, and a stone-hard head fell down feebly.

Elephant King, kill with one blow!

"This…"

Old Thief Shang and Qu Ling'er were stunned, even the Elephant Armor King, Wubu Tianzun, one of the three kings, couldn't stop the black blade's strike.

No, what's wrong, Yan Feitian alone would never have such a strong strength.

Even if he can get a powerful holy weapon, shouldn't it be like this?Shouldn't he betray the Holy Land?He was still counting on Ning Tao to help him revive Xuannv?

Have you lost your mind?
"Never, no one dared to play tricks on me." Yan Feitian twisted his neck indifferently, burst out with murderous aura, and slashed at the two of them fiercely.

"Damn it, stop it!" Shura Buddha, Zulong, Zhenyuan and others roared and charged at full speed.

And above the sky, a shocking coercion erupted, like a pressure from the underworld, a big dark yellow hand grabbed it, and said in a cold voice: "The dark remnant, catch it without letting go, don't dare to make trouble!"

But Yan Feitian seemed to turn a blind eye, and his sword was as powerful as a bamboo, as if he wanted to die with the old thief Shang.

"God's movement, disease!"

"Secret technique, turn Aoki into a giant!"

The two forces blocked and tried to stop him.

But Yan Feitian's strength increased sharply, extremely strange, black air lingered, his sword was like a dragon, and as fast as a flash of lightning, he pierced Qu Ling'er's delicate body with a single stroke, and even stabbed the old thief Shang in the chest.

"What...what cough...poof..."

"Pfft..."

Seeing this scene, the frantic crowd froze, their faces were pale, their lips were trembling, and with a roar, they rushed like crazy.

"no no……"

"Ling'er, old thief, bastard, I'll kill you!" Shura Buddha glared like a vajra.

With two swords drawn, like a bloodthirsty Shura.

Not to mention the elephant king who has fallen in a pool of blood.

But a big hand was faster than him, and slammed Yan Feitian into the ground, shaking the entire continental plate, and the terrifying impact seemed to destroy the continent.

Seeing this, Shura Buddha hurriedly pulled away the two old thieves Shang with red eyes. At this time, there was still a black blade stuck in their chests, which seemed to be devouring their vitality, and Qu Ling'er's pretty face was already pale.

"Small...be careful..."

"What? What did you say?" Shura Buddha hurriedly listened, but saw her soul being swallowed by the blade.

Qu Ling'er, Yiling, has fallen!
"This... how could it be like this?" Zulong, Bawang, Yixing, Granny Compassionate and others turned pale, and felt a tingling pain in their hearts when they left.

"Damn it, what's going on..."

Shura Buddha hurriedly pulled out the black blade, trying to save the old thief, but in the next second, wisps of black aura climbed up his right arm, trying to eat him, very cruel.

"Damn bastard, get out!"

At the center of the eyebrows, the swastika is imprinted with golden light.

The golden Buddha's light intertwined, trying to drive away the darkness, but the darkness was stronger than he imagined, and it had almost spread to his shoulders.

"Damn it!" Shura Buddha glared, and cut off his right arm with a swing of the knife, and groaned.

Everyone was also frightened, what kind of weird holy artifact is this?Can't even touch the half saint?Is it stronger than Ning Tao's Zhou God Vessel?

As soon as the right arm fell, it quickly turned into a cloud of black mist and submerged into the black blade.

There was no further movement from the murder weapon.

The next second, a stalwart figure fluttered down, his brows sank, his eyes swept away, and suddenly he was fixed on the black blade, and his expression changed: "How is it possible? This knife is still there?"

"Master Huang Quan, do you know him?" The compassionate mother-in-law and everyone present exclaimed.

That's right, the person in front of him is the sage of Huangquan. The strange things in Huanyu have been known by the three sages, and they were notified by Chaos. However, the matter of Ning Tao cannot be let go, so the three sages sent someone to solve the matter secretly.

Sage Huangquan said solemnly: "This knife is called Black Shura, and it is extremely evil and fierce. Its owner is the Lord of Darkness, but it was already destroyed by our Six Saints back then? How could it still exist?"

As he said that, he grabbed Yan Feitian out of the ruins, and said coldly: "Boy, answer me, where did you get this knife?

Yan Feitian, who was dying, was indifferent, his eyes flickered on and off, there was no response, and he was not afraid of life and death.

"You're looking for death!" Huang Quan Shengren's face sank, and the hand that was pinching his neck gradually tightened.

But at this moment, the dry and weak old thief Shang roared: "No...don't kill him..."

At the last moment, they seemed to understand something, but it was too late to think clearly. At this moment, he only felt that his vitality was rapidly passing away.

The chest is like a big ice cellar, and the whole person seems to be about to fall into an abyss.

"Old thief? Damn it, you can't leave me and go by yourself." Shura Buddha blushed, he also had memories of the six people in the current world, but looking at the present, apart from Chaos, how many of the six people in the current world are left now?
Seeing this, Huang Quan hurriedly exerted a force, covering the old thief Shang from top to bottom, unexpectedly pulled out a wisp of soul, but his body fell quickly.

"I can only save his last wisp of wisdom. Although there is a possibility of survival, he was not stabbed deeply, but don't be careless. I will find a way to save him after I go back, and I will leave this person to you first."

Huang Quan threw Yan Feitian to the crowd.

In the next second, he swept away the black blade with a wave of his hand, flew up in one step, and headed straight for the sun.

Among the crowd, Chaos was very calm. He was silent for a while, turned and left without causing any disturbance, while Yan Feitian was tortured and tortured amidst the envy of the crowd, but he remained silent.

But since he was imprisoned, no strong man has disappeared, and everything has returned to normal.

But only a hundred years later, the peaceful world was suddenly awakened by a burst of terror, violent bells, nine in a row, hysterical, like a violent storm venting, but then, everything was left with only echoes.

In the sky above the Holy Land of Longevity, on Eternal Island, Bao'er spurted blood wildly, her beautiful red eyes were about to show, she stared at the person in front of her, and said angrily, "It really is you!"

(End of this chapter)