Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Well, the bloody killing has crossed the boundary. They have been living on the edge of Jinhua upper city for so many years. They don't know how to converge. They actually blend in and fight against us."

"When this matter is over, we must clean up those guys together..."

The killing intention flickered in the heavenly eye of the imperial court. For the leader of a sect, what happened today is tantamount to a great humiliation.

"Eh? Strange..."

"The disciple named Ye Feng... Is still alive? It's really strange that he can exist in the sea of fire for such a long time. Moreover... Even the old man can't do the power of the previous blow from him."

The old eyes turned and fell on the other side of the sea of fire.

"Maybe this son borrowed other unknown forces. With his cultivation, how can he focus on entrepreneurship?"

Ling Lao shook his head.

At the previous moment, Ye Feng's promotion power was extremely terrible, which surprised him. After meditating for a moment, he suddenly raised his longevity eyebrow and said in a low voice: "no matter who is standing behind him, as long as it is unfavorable to the sect, he can't keep him."

"Court day, you must be concerned about this person."

"Yes, martial uncle. This son's current performance is quite good. He also defeated shashenyue and won the championship at this inscription normal university meeting, saving the face of our Tiandi Yuanzong."

The imperial court arched its hands and reported it truthfully.

"In that case, when the industry will be sealed again, pull him out."

After listening, the second old man nodded reassuringly and charged the imperial court day.

Dong Dong!

In the short gap, in the sea of fire, the murderous moon and karma fire have fought to a frightening degree.

The void is like a rag, shaking violently under the impact of the two, and seems to be torn at any time.

Countless red tongues of fire continue to spout out and fly up and down. Under the attack of violent flames, the energy shield is on the verge of breaking.

Murderous moon's white and beautiful face is full of madness, and Yuan Li plays without reservation.

The fragmented red lotus industry fire can still play such a powerful power at the moment, which makes a storm in her heart.

Obviously, the fire of Honglian industry is much more terrible than she estimated.

Just when she was shocked, suddenly, a thick and thin flame of a bucket jumped out and hit the shield, bombarding the already difficult energy mask into pieces.

"Chih!"

At the moment of breaking, the murderous moon arched back and catapulted out more than ten feet, avoiding the attack of the blazing fire.

"I don't believe it. I can't bring you down, angel statue!"

The murderous moon screamed loudly, and the sound wave was like a knife, cutting away the sea of fire in front of him.

Her figure was fixed in the void, rolling and threatening, rolling down towards the world.

This pressure made everything in heaven and earth stagnate for a moment.

Behind the killing moon, a huge white angel statue rises slowly. The statue has three faces, six hands and six feet. It is as white as an unearthed jade shoot. It is dignified and inviolable.

Wow

As soon as the angel statue came out, half of the heaven and earth began to rise and fall violently, and endless rules appeared in the air, docile around the statue.

The murderous moon stays in mid air as if it were still.

At the moment, she feels like standing on the distant nine days, and her deep eyes are more like two stars, shining.

"Is that... Her martial spirit?"

Ye Feng was startled by the huge pressure that suddenly appeared. Looking at the huge statue of three angels in the sky, he unconsciously stepped back and opened a few steps.

It's really

The impact is powerful and fascinating.

The white statue is as like as two peas, three faces alike, three pairs of eyes are half closed, fingers are like flowers, and their hearts are free.

More surprised than Ye Feng, Gu, Ling erlao and others looked at the appearance of the sea of fire.

"Unexpectedly, she has bred three angel statues. The potential of evil angels is as amazing as the rumor..."

The two old Guling, who are used to strong winds and waves, feel dry.

Evil angels have been in a small number since ancient times. In the past, there were even rumors that they had been extinct in the Shenwu continent.

According to ancient records, every evil angel clan that can survive has incomparable power of other races.

In addition to the number of blood wings behind, a direct measure of combat effectiveness is the statue of the Wulin angel.

The more faces of angel statues, the more powerful their combat power... Is.

It is said that an eight winged angel who gave birth to thousands of statues suppressed the whole era, and the other ten thousand families couldn't lift their heads.

"The month of killing God must not stay. If she is allowed to grow up for a few more years, our Tiandi Yuanzong can only wait to die, and... No one is sure whether her angel statue will turn black."

Mo Wangu suddenly interrupted.

In the second half of the sentence, Gu and Ling both smoked from the corners of their eyes.

There has always been a terrible rumor about evil angels. When they grow up to a certain level, it will be difficult to suppress their dark side, so as to fall, and the white angel statue will become pure black.

At that time, the evil angel will become a real devil, and its power will be greatly increased by falling.

There are also ancient records that evil angels can choose to fall. As for the reason, only evil angels know.

"When she makes a move, she has no time to separate herself, and the strength of both sides will decline significantly. Then it will be the best time. We will immediately use all means to seal the fire again!"

The old man said with a solemn face.

He has been deeply aware of the threat of suicide moon.

Roar!

In the sea of fire, the broken ghost face condensed a fire dragon form again, and roared towards the killing moon.

Boo

Without the slightest sign, the three angel statues hanging quietly suddenly shot, and the six palms were raised in turn to form a Tao rule sweeping the sky and photographed at the fire dragon.

The mountain roared and the tsunami, the rocks pierced the air, and all the energy over Tiandi Yuanzong turned into a torrent, which hit forward with the six palms.

The fire dragon roared loudly, and the ghost face was ferocious to the extreme, hitting the palm print.

The white and jade like palm prints imprinted layers of illusory scenes in the void. After dozens of disillusionment, they finally met the fire dragon.

Buzz!

A blow to the ghosts and gods.

Like a big earthquake, the two mountains shook unceasingly, and the wuliangdao erupted into a startling Shenhua. The fire dragon roared with pain, and the ghost faces were torn apart again.

The energy is vast and the sound waves are rolling. Including many elders, most of the martial arts practitioners in the two cases have a sweet throat and hair, and their figures are backward and backward.

Among all the people, there was only one who endured such coercion and went crazy towards the karma instead of going forward and retreating.

This person is Ye Feng.

Endure the surging Qi and blood in his body. He will try his best to increase the speed, wrap the right palm of green and dark fire, and grasp the most core source flame like lightning.

Waiting for a long time is for this opportunity. If you don't do it now, when will you wait?

"Boy, go away, red lotus fire belongs to this seat!"

The murderous moon's beautiful eyes stared, and then came first. A wisp of Yuan force surged in her hand. She took Ye Feng directly, and she threw herself into the original flame without hesitation.