Great Heaven Sovereign

Day and night change, and in an instant, the Yinshi of the next day is coming.

But Yang Fan was still in the camp and didn't come out, as if he were immersed in cultivation.

"What happened to Yang Fan? Why didn't he come out?" Wang Liang frowned and said.

Wu Jingxian ordered yesterday that Yang Fan would not die. In the future, they don't have to fight in this battlefield. But now, the battlefield is about to open, but Yang Fan still doesn't wake up.

This makes it impossible for them to keep quiet.

"I'll have a look!" Ma Chao got up.

"Don't disturb him. Since he can't get out, it's impossible to delay. You go!" Wu Jingxian said.

Hearing Wu Jingxian's order, Ma Chao and others also relaxed.

War... They never fear.

In particular, the current war has made them numb. Everyone is the same.

But with the arrival of Yang Fan, the war has become more hopeful. Because they see the hope of understanding Tuo.

At this time, Yang Fan in the closed door has opened his eyes. The ghost eyes are constantly beating and full of evil Qi.

"Something's wrong. Although Wu Jingxian is a genius, he has two levels in the early and late stages. Especially after entering this battlefield, his combat power will be doubled with each shot. Although his cultivation has also been improved, the fundamental reason lies in the use of power."

"The intention to kill and the intention to fight are integrated into his means, so his combat power will become more and more terrible."

"One massacre after another, he is the sartorial Shura."

Yang Fan was immersed in the battle of Wu Jingxian.

From houwu to sanlunminggong, Yang Fan never missed every battle. At the same time, the soul of war and martial arts is also performing madly.

It is no exaggeration to say that if he wants to use the means of Wu Jingxian, he can use it.

However, after all, martial arts skills need the control of the core force. Although he can imitate, he is not his own means, and he is inferior after all. Therefore, Yang Fan doesn't consider this point and doesn't study too much.

Although his martial arts skills are strong, Yang Fan believes that his means are invincible.

What really fascinates him is the killing intention of Wu Jingxian in the battle. That's what fascinates him. It seems that every move reveals infinite divine power.

"Killing intention seems to be more than a kind of will. At the beginning, white tiger once said that stopping the war and stopping the army itself is to kill and kill. But now Wu Jingxian's killing intention is extremely sharp. It's to kill for slaughter. What about my killing intention?" Yang Fan understood something, and the soul of war and martial arts began to deduce in his mind.

Stop fighting, withdraw troops and start the drill again and again.

At the same time, in the golden palace, Jin Daojun also began to fall into meditation, as if he was accompanied by Yang Fan's enlightenment. The spirit of Geng gold flickered layer by layer, wrapped the whole body and the holy palace.

As for Yang Fan, he also closed his eyes at this time.

But he didn't know that as he began to understand his own killing intention, the camp began to change at this moment, as if covered with a layer of frost, killing the sky, as if to isolate the world.

But at this time, no one can feel it except Wu Jingxian.

An accident appeared in Wu Jingxian's eyes.

"This guy is really a little surprising. It seems that he can't participate in today's war." Wu Jingxian said faintly, then turned his eyes and looked to the other side of the battlefield.

"Dong Dong Dong!"

Also at this time, the war drums beat and came down from the sky.

Click, click!

The suspension bridge is recast, and the chains are reunited and linked.

The war began again.

"Wu Jingxian, where was the boy yesterday? Let him out!" At this time, the voice of yesterday appeared again.

"Vishmo, are you questioning the crown prince?" Wu Jingxian said coldly.

"Wu Jingxian, is there any difference between asking questions and not asking questions? You are very strong. Few can fight with you? But what's the use? Everyone is dead. What's your arrogance?" Vishmo, a leader of the ten thousand demon palace in the opposite camp, sneered.

"So, do you want to climb up from the abyss once a day? By the way, speaking of this, the crown prince wants to ask you, did those who died yesterday get up again?" Wu Jingxian smiled coldly at the corners of her mouth.

As soon as he said this, vishmo laughed wildly: "what nonsense are you talking about?"

"Bullshit? You might as well ask your subordinates if those people are still there." Wu Jingxian was contemptuous.

It seems that he has mastered a secret that people don't know.

Immediately, there was no sound across the room.

But just a moment later, vishmo's voice appeared again: "Wu Jingxian, don't alarmist. It's common that you don't come back in one or two days under the abyss." Said vishmo.

But when he said this, he had no confidence. It seemed that he had no courage to answer Wu Jingxian's question.

"It may have happened before, but it won't happen today." Wu startled the immortal with a faint sentence, and then raised his eyes.

"Let's start. Don't let them fight today. I haven't been active for a long time. I just killed a few people to relieve my fatigue!" Wu Jingxian said.

He was overbearing and powerful, just as the so-called war was a joke in his eyes.

"The prince is invincible!"

In an instant, thousands of troops launched at once, burst into a roar into the sky, and an invincible sentence resounded through the battlefield.

On the contrary, it was silent at this time.

Wu Jingxian is too powerful. He is the uncrowned king on the battlefield. Although they rarely fight, although they are all people who have died countless times. In the face of Wu Jingxian, they dare not be presumptuous and dare not fight.

I dare not even say a cruel word.

"Wu Jingxian, what's your ability to show off your ferocity in this battlefield with such profound cultivation? You have the ability to be arrogant in front of the son of the Taoist temple!" Vishmo said with hate.

"You don't have to stimulate me. I'm afraid that the Taoist emperor is here. But now it's useless. I just want to fight."

Wu Jingxian said faintly, completely ignoring each other, then stepped out and fell directly on the suspension bridge.

Boom!

In an instant, the suspension bridge began to shake violently, and the traces just condensed by endless killing intention on the chain collapsed in an instant.

"Go ahead and finish the work quickly!" Wu Jingxian said faintly, with an impatient face.

Wang Liang and others were even more excited when they saw this scene.

For them, this feeling is a luxury. Thousands of years of war, the transformation of life and death, they have long been unaware of the purpose of the war.

But with the arrival of Yang Fan, up to now, Wu Jingxian shot, they found that their hearts were burned again, and they were eager for war again.

On the contrary, no one spoke.

It's too strong. It's like the master of the battlefield is coming. I'm invincible.

"It's rare that the prince of the emperor Wushen should be so elegant today. But since you want to fight, I can't recognize it. Vishmo doesn't dare fight you. I'll come." Suddenly, a figure came from behind the other side of the suspension bridge.

Then, all the soldiers across the street gave way one after another.

Then, a boy in black came from behind.

On his body, his evil spirit is pressing, and there is a bit of scarlet color in his eyes, which is not good at seeing.

"Chaos demon palace? Qi Tianmo?" Wu Jingxian lowered his mouth and whispered, but his tone was full of strong disdain.

"What? Can't I?" Qi Tianmo spoke coldly.

"To tell you the truth, you've never been worthy. You were originally reserved for the boy to practice, but it seems that you don't have a chance." Wu Jingxian said, not paying any attention to the other party's expression, and was about to squeeze out water.

"Practice your hand? What a arrogant Wu Jingxian. But you are too arrogant. No one dares to practice my hand on this battlefield, even you." Qi Tianmo hates it.

"Practice your hand for me? You think too highly of yourself. I disdain to open this mouth and practice your hand. The crown prince can't afford to lose this man." Wu Jingxian said faintly.

"You... Wu Jingxian, you deceive people too much!" Qi Tianmo shouted angrily.