"Whether he died or not, anyway, there are seven punishments in this day. If he wants to be immortal, he will rob heaven nine times. That's not what the old saying says. He has only experienced two thunder robberies, and the remaining seven are still waiting there. It's hard to die."

The three elders said ruthlessly.

What he said is true. Indeed, he Feng has run out of oil and the lamp is dry at the moment.

Just now, so it's still recovering rapidly, but it's still going to be unsustainable.

I'm afraid if he comes again, he will fall to the ground and die here forever, and then he can't die again.

And the sky is still gathering bright silver light.

He Feng raised his head reluctantly, and then took out a long sword from the space again. This is Gou Jian's sword.

Gou Jian, king of Yue, broke Wu GUI.

When I went north to the Central Plains and joined forces with other heroes in the world, the sword I forged was no worse than that of King Fu of Wu.

Although it is not as exquisite as Wu hook, it still has a rough artistic atmosphere.

It was also engraved by Yuan Tiangang. The Runes of the flying sword were tempered, just like a very beautiful flying sword.

But compared with the clouds gathering in the sky. Although this flying sword is good, it is still much worse.

The silver light is gathering. It seems that God is continuing the power of the next attack.

And can I carry it this time?

I'm afraid not, but it's the last laugh that really wins.

How can you admit defeat before the last moment?

Those who practice truth, take lives with heaven and strive for profits with the earth, have always gone against the way of heaven.

Besides, the way of heaven is incomplete. Since heaven doesn't repair him, I'll repair it.

The golden light suddenly appears, and the silver light falls, and the two intersect. As expected, he Feng couldn't even struggle.

In an instant, the silver light falling from the sky broke it down and made him fall heavily to the ground and slide into the deep pit.

When he struggled to climb up from the ground, just like last time, the long sword in his hand had only a broken hilt.

The red blood kept pouring out of his mouth. He Feng knew that he was going to be finished.

All the meridians on the whole body have become dry, as if they were burned by experience.

Just after that hard struggle, when he was just meeting the natural disaster, he had completely exhausted all his Qi.

The most distressing thing for him is that he has lost his ability to recover.

All over the body, all meridians and collaterals became withered in an instant in the just heavenly punishment, and there was no vitality at all.

It seems that ten thousand mu of spring forest suddenly turned into dead leaves overnight.

It's so shocking.

But also helpless, head in the iron, in the face of God, also still want to hit a head broken and bleeding.

He Feng is like this at the moment.

No matter how powerful he is, no matter what kind of existence he is in the cultivation world.

But in the face of God's punishment, he is still just an identity, mole ant, or just a dry straw.

Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are ruminant dogs. Saints are unkind, and the people are ruminant dogs.

In the eyes of heaven and earth, in the eyes of the gods above, even the fresh life is still just a mole ant or a dried straw.

He Feng wants to defeat heaven as a human being. It's so ridiculous and sad.

The expression of Wangcai in the distance gradually solidified. He changed from initial ridicule to sympathy, and then into a dull.

It seems that many years ago, some foreigners described the original Chinese people.

Ignorance numbness.

Everything is the same as before. Wangcai is even ready to lose its master.

Although he had already made this preparation, he realized for the first time that the master was afraid to leave him soon.

The reason is not because of anything else, because the other party angered heaven.

No, it shouldn't be said that it angered God. It should be said that God can't tolerate him.

Can't tolerate this guy who sneaks into his home and steals his roots.

Time gradually solidified. Except for the silver light that was still gathering in the sky, the others seemed to suddenly stand still.

All the practitioners looked at this side with complex eyes.

Both longing and fear.

What kind of ability is this? Does this waiting strong man say that he will fall suddenly?

Can Phoenix Nirvana? Can you survive this? Can you reach the realm of immortality?

Everything is unknown. No one can figure out what will happen next.

Heaven and earth, sun and moon, yin and Yang, life and death, all things are fixed in the eyes of those practitioners who used to regard the common people as grass mustard.

Now they have become grass mustard, mole ants and people they once stood high and looked down on.

In the causal cycle, he Feng realized for the first time that he was frightened in the face of irresistible forces.

The huge silver light was still there, gradually converging and gradually becoming solid. Then, it drew a lightning light in the sky and quickly fell down.

Hit him again.

The energy shield was shattered in an instant. The void was full of torn fragments of space. Under the huge silver light, it was like the holy divine light.

When facing him, everything in the world belongs to dirt.

Will disappear, forests, trees, mountains and land will all disappear.

He Feng, who traversed between heaven and earth, became the only thing.

And the eye will disappear.

The burning karma, in the most just attitude, burned everything, the long sword in the hand was burned into liquid, and then ashes.

Then he Feng was hit again!

Then it flew backwards in an instant, like a thrown stone, it made a beautiful throwing arc in the sky, and then fell to the ground.

In an instant, he Feng, who was hit, lay motionless like a dying man, as if he had lost his last vitality.

What he Feng doesn't know is that his own business is his every move. Someone is watching him closely thousands of miles away.

Countless pairs of eyes aim at this side and carefully observe this side. A little change can attract their attention.

"How many times?" the elder asked the second elder again.

"It's time for the fifth time." the second elder murmured.

The tone was full of shock.

This is something he has never seen in his life. Everything he encounters now is so incredible, not to mention the sudden punishment.

Just say, the Xiuzhen who stays in the sky punishment.

It's so incredible, such a powerful monk that he has never seen before.

Should I say that I am ignorant or that I am like a frog at the bottom of a well?

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