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When they got nearby, Zuo Hanfeng asked Yin Lenghui and Zhou Yong to hide separately, waited for the opportunity, and attacked from the side, while he flew into the air, his eyes were bright green, and his right hand suddenly grabbed out.

Known as the blue-eyed flying dragon, he naturally has the blood of a dragon. When he made a move, the scales on the back of his hand were prominent and shone blue, and the five energies were like the extension of his claws.

When the severe cold comes, the snowflakes fly, the trees wither one by one, the emerald green turns yellow, chasing the running water, even the evergreen pines and cypresses condense into a layer of ice, as if carved from ice, the details are clearly visible, dreamy and charming.

The entire courtyard of the merchants seems to have been moved to the extreme north, and the bricks and tiles on the walls are glowing with a faint blue light, like a palace of ice and snow.

The surrounding temperature dropped sharply, and an unknown number of people were shivering from the cold, and those who were the weakest had already died on the ground. If the left cold wind hadn’t concentrated its power, the surrounding land would have become a silent and lifeless world of ice and snow.

Seeing that the five streams of energy were about to grab the house, a burst of golden energy suddenly burst out from within. A fist the size of a sand bowl shattered the roof, froze the surroundings, and hit the cold light.

The sun rose in the east, the ice and snow melted, turned into rain, and poured down.

“Okay” Zuo Hanfeng was overjoyed when he saw that it was Du Huaishang, so he wanted to do his best and stop guarding against his sneak attack from the side.

At this moment, a majestic voice came through the sky, as if resounding in his primordial spirit.

A similar voice has long been engraved in his blood, and it is the object of his devout worship and yearning.

This is the sound of the dragon’s chant, the dragon’s chant is boundless

The majesty from the real dragon was full of absolute suppression to the subordinates, making Zuo Hanfeng tremble all over, unable to control the power of the blood for a while, almost had the urge to prostrate on the ground, and it was very difficult to stabilize his figure. He didn’t fall, but even if Yuanshen is not as good as the one who cultivated the breakthrough of the eyebrow and ancestral aperture, he still has the strength of the location. He won’t be sluggish on the spot like Jiang Hengchuan was back then, and it’s hard to even react.

But the enemy he is facing now is the existence of the same level. He is the earth-level ninth-rank Heavenly King of Zhenshi

Du Huaishang was like a god descending from the sky, surrounded by golden light all over his body, swaying the cold air, leaping up, and punching far away.

This fist seems to have harmonized a certain law in the world, and the nearby light condensed on it, making it seem like a day, dazzling and scorching hot. Melting the severe cold, it went straight to the left cold wind’s chest.

Buzzing buzzing, a weapon like a dragon’s claw protrudes in front of Zuo Hanfeng. It is blue in color and shone with a strange light. With a light wave, layers of ice walls condense

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Puff “Big Sun” pierced through the ice walls and melted a big hole in the middle of them, but Zuo Hanfeng was not powerless, and pushed out his left palm, overwhelming mountains and seas. The wind and snow swirled, blocking the front of the sun.

The wind disperses and the snow disappears, and the left cold wind is slightly inferior. Du Huai hurt so powerfully that he couldn’t forgive anyone, he uttered a soul-soothing voice, and he punched out alternately, like the rain that melted in a day, sparks flew, and the golden color melted.

However, with the help of precious soldiers, Zuo Hanfeng was not in a mess at all, and he was impenetrable, and at the same time. He circulates the blood vessels to benefit the primordial spirit. The influence of Langzhi Ershenyin is excluded.

When Zuo Hanfeng made his move, Yin Lenghui and Zhou Yong moved.Yin Lenghui looked like a ghost. He jumped into the courtyard without touching the ground, but just after passing the courtyard wall, he saw a long sword slashing head-on, with the obvious momentum of “following the heavens”, which made his own witchcraft feel suppressed, as if heaven and earth They are all repelling themselves, and it is difficult to borrow strength

He swung his left hand out, and the sleeves came off, revealing his inner arm, an extremely frightening arm.

It is made up of baby heads connected in series, and each head is filled with black air, resentment, coldness, and icy coldness.

Yin Lenghui actually forged his left arm into a weird whip, swung it out, stirred up the air current, and cried with resentment that went straight to the soul.

There are yin fires burning nearby, they do not burn lifeless things, the walls are intact, and the weeds are withered.

A bright gold spot protruded between Zhao Heng’s eyebrows, and a dark yellow light hung down, revealing a sense of sincerity, guarding the primordial spirit and resisting the baby’s cries.

The long sword slashed through the bone whip, in accordance with the heaven’s destiny, it wiped out the evil spirits, and wiped out all the black energy in a single blow, but Yin Lenghui showed the tricks of the whip, and the whip wound upwards, as if he wanted to grab the sword directly.

At this moment, a purple galaxy surged from the side, dotted with stars, bright and clear, covering Yin Lenghui in the center.

Xinghe spun rapidly, Yin Lenghui’s position turned into a whirlpool, no matter how tyrannical, it seemed that he would be twisted into meat sauce

Suddenly, Zhao Heng clenched his left hand and punched to the side. The air behind his back condensed and turned into a real dragon. His whole body was bright yellow, exposing his dignity.

With one punch, the Qilong flew, the ground shook, and the wall collapsed.

Poof, his left fist was like a broken leather, forcing out a black shadow.

This black shadow has two sleeves missing, the left arm is made of baby skulls, and the right hand has no flesh and blood, only a layer of shriveled skin, just like Yin Lenghui trapped in the purple galaxy

The purple galaxy dissipated, and something fell to the ground, which turned out to be a wooden stake

The art of witchcraft is really miraculous.

Just as Zhao Heng was about to attack again, his face suddenly changed. Without thinking, he swung the long sword in his right hand and chopped off his left arm shoulder-length, blood spurting out.

His left arm had just landed on the ground, his skin was swollen strangely, and there was a sizzling sound from inside, and then insects came out, shaking their heads and tails, like centipedes and long snakes, but as small as fingers, shining with colorful colors .

Zhao Heng retreated hurriedly, tapped the acupuncture points to seal the blood, and with a swipe of the long sword, his strength broke through, and the fire ignited, burning the insects to ashes.

But Yin Lenghui didn’t take the opportunity to attack him, and was entangled by Qi Zhengyan holding a sword.

Zi Xinghe was both firm and soft, turning around smoothly, Bi Bingxue was freezing to the bone, and the cold air struck far away, so he couldn’t break through for a while.

Papapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapa, the purple Galaxy that Qi Zhengyan was protecting kept making similar noises, it was the movement of Gu insects being crushed and broken, they couldn’t pass through this layer of defense.

Zhao Heng refrained from carelessness, displayed the Son of Heaven swordsmanship, cooperated with Qi Zhengyan, and became horns of each other, holding Yin Lenghui firmly in check.

Zhou Yong, a man with closed eyes, glanced at Du Huaishang who was in mid-air, took out something from his left finger ring, and hid it in his palm for emergencies, and then attacked from another direction.

With the interference of the battle outside, he could no longer clearly sense the situation in the small courtyard. He could only vaguely judge where it was, so he went straight to the girl in Tsing Yi who was trying to besiege Yin Lenghui and the man with flames all over him.

As soon as his figure emerged, Meng Qi turned around. Throwing something directly in the hand, the golden light is shining. Like a long snake.

“Rope” He never thought that the other party could turn easily when he was running towards Yin Lenghui at high speed. It seemed that he had been prepared for a long time, and his judgment was wrong.

This rope is divided into an unknown number of sections, and each section seems to have a seal.

When Zhou Yong reacted just now, he was firmly bound by it, and the talisman was highlighted, changing and changing, locking his primordial spirit, true energy and energy. Let him bite his tongue and kill himself

The secret treasure Zhou Yong’s closed eyes opened, but the inside is no longer a deep void, or a sea of ​​blood, but full of inexplicable, shocking and inexplicable emotions.

How dare they waste secret treasures like this

Shouldn’t it be used to deal with the left cold wind?

He feels that he has Zuo Hanfeng, a strong man of the location level, standing in front of him, and the enemy will greet him first no matter what. How would he know that the location secret treasure will come to him, which seems to be too much to be wasted at will.

He struggled hard, but under the fairy rope, the ordinary exterior scene was powerless. In desperation, the more he moved, the tighter he was bound.

At this moment, a ray of sword light entered his pupils. Pure and concise, full of business, it makes people shudder.

“It’s over”

“I am unwilling”

His heart is full of aggrieved feelings, he has not used all kinds of methods, and he is going to give the first sword like this

If I had known earlier, I would have thrown out my secret treasure from the very beginning

The sword light was right between the eyebrows, crushing the primordial spirit. Zhou Yong, who was bound by the immortal rope, was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered under Jiang Zhiwei’s sword, with no power to resist.

At this moment, an evil and bloody aura rose from the depths of Zhou Yongyuan’s mind. It crossed many voids and attracted a majestic force

The light is separated by such a long “distance”. Both Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei could smell the pungent smell of blood, and their souls seemed to be soaked in blood. paralyzed, chilled, shivering

Can’t let him come to Meng Qi, only this thought came to Meng Qi’s mind, he didn’t care about revealing his identity, he pulled out his right handThe injury of the sky, like chopping and whipping, directly cut Zhou Yong

We must destroy Zhou Yong before the other party arrives, and cut off the connection

The dark clouds gathered, the lightning flashed, and the roaring sound swept away the evil spirits on the ground.

The long knife fell high, like thunder falling from the sky, showing the five feelings of fast, slow, virtual, heavy and intense.

bang

The thunders converged and turned into green thunders as thick as a bucket.

Boom, boom, boom

Five green thunders came down one after another, guiding the long knife, and slashed at Zhou Yong’s body fiercely.

Because of the effect of binding the immortal rope, neither Zhou Yong’s true energy nor his primordial spirit could cooperate to descend. At this time, the majestic force has not yet been able to tear open the void here.

bang

The long knife split Zhou Yong into two pieces, and the lightning surged and swallowed him.

From Qinglei to Yang, it is the nemesis of evil in the world, and the evil and bloody breath struggled for a while before being defeated sadly.

Bang Majestic lost contact with Dali, lost in the void immediately, and slowly dissipated.

A cold snort echoed in nothingness.

Meng Qi panted heavily, stretched out his left hand, and took a picture of the items left in the lightning.

This is a mustard seed ring with cracks, and a simple mirror, which is divided into Yin and Yang at the front and back, containing the power of life and death.

The “yin and yang mirror imitation product” Meng Qi suddenly had a clear understanding, and he felt a sudden fear in his heart.

If Zhou Yong uses the “yin and yang mirror” to meet the face, at least one of the friends will die, and it is not yet known whether the yang face can be saved

He and Jiang Zhiwei met each other’s eyes, and they both saw the sadness in each other’s eyes. Zhou Yong cultivated hard for many years, but because of an imitation immortal rope, he failed to do anything, so he died, and it was the two of us. I’m afraid it will end the same way.

Secret treasure is scary, reincarnation is dangerous

Meng Qi suddenly remembered the story of conferred gods, even if the Dharma Body or above loses his treasure, he will be chased by his disciples who are far inferior to him and run away in embarrassment

Fortunately, fortunately, my Xuan Gong can resist the existence of treasures, Yang Jian and Yang Erlang are really a role model for my generation

At this time, Zuo Hanfeng got rid of the influence of “Dragon Yin Cangmang” and happened to see Zhou Yong die.

His eyes turned cold, his breath grew slowly but seemingly endlessly, his clothes swelled and cracked, revealing his skin covered with strange patterns.

Bursts of gloomy light flowed out of them, which seemed to be something very remarkable.

The icy feeling was so strong that a layer of ice formed on the surface of Du Huaishang’s body, and it finally dissipated.

“It’s still two or three days before we’re done, but it’s enough to kill you.” Zuo Hanfeng said coldly. to be continued

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