Dragon God Supreme

“Master True Immortal! Help me! Help me!”

Seeing the real murderous aura in Liu Qingyang’s eyes, Yan Douyun yelled in extreme fear.

“Save you? Does he dare? Yan Douyun, you really shouldn’t leave Spirit Beast Mountain.” Liu Qingyang said with a sneer, the palm of his hand was condense and the violent power immediately blasted Yan Douyun’s top of the head.

Samsung’s true Immortal Root didn’t dare to do anything, so it’s good to be able to save your life right now.

“no! Don’t kill me! Don’t kill me! Liu Qingyang, stop!” Yan Douyun yelled in despair, his intestines were blue with regret.

None of them expected that the Heavenly Void Temple powerhouse dared not make a move.

Heavenly Void Temple is it possible that still afraid of the Dragon Temple?

Heavenly Void Temple is not afraid of the Dragon Temple, but Feng Wuchen.

“Liu Qingyang, stop!” Yan Shuihan roared in panic, resisting the serious injury and shooting out, trying to stop Liu Qingyang.

Yan Shuihan, who can be seriously injured, is basically impossible to stop Liu Qingyang.

“True Immortal, please help my son!” Yan Shui Hanxin yelled anxiously.

True Immortal powerhouse I dare not let go.

“bang!”

“pu!”

Liu Qingyang hit with a fierce and merciless palm, and with a bang, the terrifying power shocked Yan Douyun He vomited blood, his neck shrank, his body turned into a black line and fell.

“bang!”

Yan Douyun’s body blasted a large pit into the Xuanmen Temple Square.

Yan Douyun was already seriously injured, so it is impossible to bear Liu Qingyang’s terrifying palm.

Yan Douyun died on the spot.

“By the way, I forgot to tell you, the powerhouse of the Heavenly Void Temple, Big Brother Feng doesn’t know how many killed, and now there is a stronger kneeling in our Luohun Temple.” Liu Qingyang said with a sneer, but Yan Douyun couldn’t hear it.

If Yan Douyun is still alive, she might be scared to death.

“Yun’er!” Yan Shuihan roared in grief and indignation, his old eyes were wet, his fierce gaze swept towards True Immortal, Yan Shuihan angrily roared: “Why? Why?”

“Because I am not Feng Wuchen’s opponent!” True Immortal said, holding back the panic in his heart.

Samsung True Immortal is not Feng Wuchen’s opponent?

What about a lie?

The Three Great Elders and the Xuanmen Palace Lord were all dumbfounded.

At this moment, they really realized how wrong they were.

“Yan Shuihan, don’t be so sad, you will be able to see your son soon, and everyone in the Luohun Temple will be able to see it.” Feng Wuchen said with a sneer slightly.

“Feng Wuchen!” Yan Shuihan roared in grief and anger, staring at Feng Wuchen with bloodshot eyes, murderous aura rushing to the sky.

Feng Wuchen shrugged, said with a sneer: “Don’t yell so loudly, no matter how loud you yell, you can’t change anything, Yan Shuihan, the person who supports you doesn’t work. The opportunity is given, but it’s useless. , If you had a good point at the beginning, you wouldn’t have what it is today.”

“…”True Immortal powerhouse.

“Qingyang, kill it.” Feng Wuchen Heartless Dao.

“Feng Wuchen, this Palace Lord will not let you go even if he is a ghost!” Yan Shuihan roared unwillingly.

“You are also worthy? Yan Shuihan, you don’t even have the qualifications to be a ghost.” Liu Qingyang came, grinning said with a sneer murder, a very ruthlessous aura flashed in his eyes.

“bang! ”

“pu! ”

Liu Qingyang punched out, hitting Yan Shuihan’s chest with a bang, and the violent power shocked Yan Shuihan Blood was vomiting at the mouth, and the figure flew out like a cannonball.

Yan Shuihan was seriously injured and couldn’t escape, and he couldn’t bear Liu Qingyang’s strength.

“Luo Hun Palace Lord, let’s go on the road, go and see your son.” Liu Qingyang said with a sneer, a one-handed condense a terrifying energy sword.

“xiu!”

“weng weng!”

While Liu Qingyang waved his hand, the energy sword burst out like lightning, with a sharp, piercing sound , The void violently vibrated and burst wherever it passed.

The Three Great Elders of Luohun Temple was in extreme panic, they couldn’t do anything, they could only watch.

“hong long long!”

“weng weng!”

The terrifying energy sword, the moment it penetrated Yan Shuihan, exploded fiercely, violently The energy ripples swallowed Yan Shuihan.

In a short while, Yan Shuihan’s body fell from the ripples of terrifying energy, a big hole exploded in his chest, his breath had completely dissipated, and he could not die again.

The Palace Lord of Luohun Temple has fallen.

The Three Great Elders of Luohun Temple is extremely sad and indignant, but powerless, unable to move, unable to speak.

It’s harder than death.

“Qingyang, kill well!” Yi Tianqing shouted loudly with excitement.

Big Dipper yan shook the head, said with a sneer: “I could live, why bother?”

“You can’t live by yourself.” Miao Qingqing has no sympathy.

“Luo Hun Palace Lord was killed…” Xuanmen Palace Lord was scared to courage entirely to break. He had forgotten the pain of the broken arm and his old eyes were desperate.

“Will we die too? It’s none of our business. It’s all Palace Lord and First Senior Brother who provoke Feng Wuchen.”

“It doesn’t matter. About us, will Feng Wuchen let us go?”

“I don’t want to die yet, my lady is still waiting for me at home.”

The dísciple of the Xuanmen Temple. The chaos was so fearful that the six gods had no master, as if the breath of death had been entangled.

“xiu!”

“chi chi chi!”

Liu Qingyang flashed himself to the three Elders of Luohun Temple, without saying anything, took out The holy sword swept across, and the moment the sword light flashes, the three persons who were unable to move Elder were all sealed by a sword seals the throat.

“xiu!”

Slay three Elders with a single sword, and Liu Qingyang’s silhouette suddenly flashed up in front of the Palace Lord of the Xuanmen Temple.

“Don’t…don’t kill me…” Xuanmen Palace Lord begged for mercy in horror, and knelt directly.

Feng Wuchen said with a sneer: “I only wanted to kill those four people and retake the Holy Spirit stone that belongs to us. But you just want to intervene and want to use the Heavenly Void temple to kill us. But it’s a capital crime.”

“puff!”

The words fell, before the Palace Lord of the Profound Gate could speak, Liu Qingyang had already pierced the throat of the Lord of the Profound Gate with a sword.

“The enemy must die, including you, have any last words to say.” Liu Qingyang walked step by step with the holy sword in his hand, looking cold and full of murderous aura toward the mysterious temple dísciple.

A look scared the Xuanmen Temple dísciple as if stepping into the gates of hell, his face deathly pale and his body stiff.

“It’s none of our business, we don’t even know that the Holy Spirit stone was taken back by Zhao Ming.”

“My lord, we are all innocent. They do It’s wrong and offends everybody, why should we bear the consequences? It’s not fair to us.”

“Master Paragon, please spare your life.”

Xuanmen Temple dísciple have one after another Frightened and begged for mercy.

“Is this your last words?” Liu Qingyang said indifferently, holding a holy sword and bursting out, the cold murderous aura curled like a mountain.

At this moment, the Xuanmen Temple dísciple was completely desperate.

“Qingyang, forget it, they are right, this matter really has nothing to do with them, don’t kill innocent people.” Ling Xiaoxiao quickly blocked.

“Our enemy is the Heavenly Void Temple.” Ling Xiaoxiao’s icy eyes swept toward the True Immortal.