Cultivation In Troubled Times

Circles of blue lines, like waves and waves, ripple on the sky in the heavy and violent hurricane. Everywhere they go, the rolling thick clouds, like snow and warm sun, melt away quickly and become empty.

"Boom" is like a mountain, carrying the weather machine that can crush everything, falling from the sky. For a time, countless monks of Shuo Hsien Jie, who were the first to bear the brunt, burst into pieces and became blood fog;

At this time, the heaven and the earth, like a broken giant mirror, refracts strange light. The endless vigorous wind roars out of the dense cobweb like cracks in the space, tearing at all objects that can be torn, including the void.

In this regard, Wang Feng's anger soared, and he wanted to burst into the sky! From the layers of ripples in the sky above the blue lines, it must be the arrival of the wingspan saint! Because this kind of sky blue color, in this dark star field, is the color representing the wingspan holy world.

"Give me back your arms!" Wang Feng's chanting power is like thunder. He drinks loudly at the sky. Then the demon pupil trembles and spreads his arms. He has been cut off by shoulder!

"You want to die!" On the void, a cold hum suddenly sounded. Although it was not so loud, it was piercing and heart shaking, like a dagger and chisel. In the sound of mourning, there are countless monks who have been transformed into flying smoke, which is invisible!

"Chi Chi" two light ring, blue light shining, wings spread the son's two thighs, once again out of the body. Wang Feng rolled up his sleeves, put the goddess away, and then added a floating formula to the wingspan son to prevent it from falling; Long sleeve roll again, will be cut off the limbs a pull area.

"Huhuhuhuhu" four rings, spread the son's limbs, one by one shot to the sky! Wang Feng said: "another one will die, and the one who will return you will be the head of the wingspan son!"

The reason why Wang Feng forbeared his anger and took the life of Yizhan Shengzi was that he knew that Yizhan Shengzi, like yaohuan Shengzi, could not be killed. Once you kill them, the numerous friars in Shuo Hsien world will not be protected! But own plan, no longer had the implementation possibility!

The living son and daughter are more threatening or frightening to the two holy realms!

The six Ren Star Horn array has long been removed, and the beasts have entered the Tianan Zongfu hall. This time, there are only about ten of the more than 30 strong ancient people who came with the sage son of wingspan, and the rest of them fell down!

After the fog dissipated, the more than ten people were full of indignation and embarrassment. As the rumble of authority fell from the air, they stood still with their hands in unison, and looked very respectful.

Wingspan son's limbs, was thrown out of the wind, toward the sky to break the wind shot, such as arrow, such as the horse! The heavy pressure, whistling from the limbs, finally converged, for fear that there would be another monk's death, involving the life of the wingspan son; It is also like that under the tremendous pressure, the limbs of the son are crushed.

When these four arms and legs just shot into the air, a big blue hand appeared in the air, with five fingers like a column, and copied to the four limbs!

Wang Feng sees this, cold hum a way: "explode!"

"Bang bang bang" four rings, wingspan son's limbs, have burst open, into the sky of blood and meat scattered. Wang Feng's dark strength in his limbs has been urged by his heart.

"Ah..." a startled roar rang out from the void again. The huge blue hand trembled. It seemed that he could not bear to be stained with blood mist, but disappeared. It's just the scream of the subconscious. It's just loud. It has no invisible power to kill.

A circle of cyan ripples gently appeared beside the remaining ten strong ancient people in the wingspan holy world.

I saw the ten people bow and cry: "see the Lord!" After a little meal, he called out in unison, "see you, saint!"

Several green shadows, one after another from the ripple step out. After a little wave, the ripples disappeared. In front of the ten famous ancient scenes, there were several people standing quietly. They are all green as blue, like a pool of clear waves flowing.

At present, a person, handsome, green beard, even eyebrows, are the kind of dark green. Tall and straight, like green bamboo and pine, very detached and free. The dark and deep part of his face is similar to the wingspan son;

Behind the middle-aged man in green, there is a graceful woman. Her whole body is wrapped up in a green shirt. She is also covered with green gauze. Her skin is as white and smooth as snow and jade.

The other five people were of different ages in terms of appearance, but standing there, their bodies were as dignified as mountains or as elegant as willows. From their bodies, they faintly exuded the great momentum of heart shaking and soul stirring.

"The ancient strong?" In an instant, Wang Feng judged the cultivation state of the five people.

"These two must be the Lord and the virgin of wingspan! Are the five ancient strongmen behind him the famous elders in his world? Why didn't the queen come? Are the Four Saints all veiled with gauze and unwilling to be seen by others? " See these two people appear, Wang Feng's heart, quietly appeared all kinds of questions.

I saw the master of wingspan talk with his ten followers lightly. Then he turned around and looked at Wang Feng from a distance. Suddenly, the wingspan son was cut off, haggard, a startling air machine, from the wingspan Lord's body, burst out!

"Boom boom" the original fragmentation and calming of a lot of space, but also a frenzy, full of space cracks in the void, once again increase and become dense, and in all directions and the direction of the sky, unlimited expansion and extension.

The vigorous wind roared, the earth cracked, and the thunderbolt exploded incessantly. For a moment, heaven and earth collapsed, and the whole world of Shuo Hsien was as close as the end of the day.

There are more than 100000 people scattered around the world, but none of them are strong. Seeing that one side of the space was about to collapse, millions of monks had to form a battle again, either to resist the mountain pressure, or to reinforce the space.

Wang Feng knew that he could not go on like this any longer. The support of public cultivation was extremely limited. If he went on a moment later, he would not be able to protect himself!

With a shake of the demon pupil in his hand, Wang Feng yelled at the wingspan Lord: "don't you want your son?"

"If you don't believe me, how dare you do it!" After the wingspan Lord's hands were on his shoulders, his green clothes were flying like a pine. "The price of breaking my son's limbs is that all the friars in this world are dead... If you really dare to kill him, let's do it. After killing you, I'll set up a new one! "

"Why is he so bold? Is it bluffing, or is it wingspan? Is there any difference between the holy world and other holy worlds Wang Feng was secretly surprised, holding a demon pupil, but he couldn't cut it down for a moment.

"Boom boom" loud noise, space frenzied shock, a thick blood light, and then with the wind, pungent smell of blood, suddenly filled in the whole world. At this moment, many monks were crushed to pieces!

Wang Feng clenched his teeth, his eyes flashed two sharp lights, and said to the wingspan Sage: "good! As you wish! " Wrist a turn, the demon pupil takes up a piece of green curtain, facing the body in front of the wingspan Saint son cover in the past!

If the wingspan son is covered by this green curtain, he may not even leave any residue.

"Stop it

"How dare you?"

The Lord of wingspan yelled angrily, and the five ancient strongmen behind him also yelled in unison.

When the demon pupil stopped, Wang Feng sneered, "don't you dare? What about the son? It's just a cheap life. It's not worth it to be associated with countless friars! " With a look of gloom, Wang Feng suddenly said: "you wait for me to watch..." with a light sword, he went straight to the wingspan Saint son again to cut off!

If Wang Feng just wanted to have a try, then this is not a fancy cut, it is really with an irrepressible murderous heart and sky high murderous spirit, to kill the wingspan son on the spot!

Because even up to now, the prestige of the Lord of wingspan and the five ancient strongmen has not been half restrained, they are still tearing up the space, and the death of the monks is still going on.

"Master of exhibition, wait a minute..." a chant resounded, followed by a strange fragrance spread like clouds, instantly spread all over the whole world.

It is fragrant and fluttering with the wind. Where he went, he suddenly recovered from the unstable and broken space. Numerous shocking cracks in the void are also healing at the speed visible to the naked eye.

The demon pupil is only a few inches away from the top of the son's head. The fierce sword Qi has already broken a strand of Yizhan Shengzi's hair. With the strong wind, it has disappeared.

Wang Feng, holding the sword in one hand, felt everything in front of him in a suspicious way.

"Lord, don't be impatient... Fragrance holy world, finally came..." Sheng Ren looked at the sky and said to Wang Feng.