The opening three thousand martial saints jumped to the Supreme God Sect

The overwhelming battle intent erupted from Lei Qianyao’s small body.

Lei Qianyao was under the nine golden-winged rocs, without a trace of timidity.

The endless silver glow collided with the golden feather sword in the sky, and at this moment, the whole world lost its original luster, and only the two strands of light of gold and silver were frantically flashing.

“Supreme Warrior! The people of the Middle-earth Lei family! The old man who led the army of the Golden-winged Dapeng Clan showed a shocked look on his face when he saw the bright moon behind Lei Qianyao.

“Impossible! No way! The Lei family was not ,,, hundreds of years ago, how can there still be people alive now! The old man’s face was gloomy, and his two eyes looked at Lei Qianyao and flowed out of endless killing intent.

Cutting the grass and removing the roots does not leave any troubles, and this Lei family person must not stay!

“Oh, this Thunder Girl’s strength is really good, this blow was blocked by her.” A slight smile appeared on the undefeated and beautiful face of the East.

Boom! A deafening explosion sounded, and the nine Great Sages and Lei Qianyao were all shocked by the huge aftershock and flew tens of thousands of meters.

With one to nine, in the end there is still no enemy.

Lei Qianyao’s hands were paralyzed and hanging weakly, the vision of the moon behind her disappeared, the whole person was bloodstained, and there was only a faint breath in her mouth and nose, proving that she was not dead.

“It’s really stubborn.” Chen Fan sighed and shook his head, and the figure disappeared from the chariot and instantly appeared next to Lei Qianyao, holding her in his arms.

“Give me to die!” A cold voice suddenly sounded, and the old man of the golden armor appeared above Chen Fan’s head.

The cultivation of the Great Saint Peak burst out from his body, and the terrifying pressure made Chen Fan unable to move.

“Remnants of the Lei family, give me death!” The old man had a wicked smile on his face, and his thin hands attacked Lei Qianyao.

Under the golden glow, two sharp claws seemed to tear the two apart.

“Dongfang undefeated Guo Jing, let’s shoot.” Chen Fan did not have a single expression on his face and looked down at Lei Qianyao in his arms.

The layer of white mist on the surface of Lei Qianyao’s body that had fallen into a coma disappeared, revealing her true face.

Chen Fan looked at Lei Qianyao in his arms, and his eyes couldn’t help but show a hint of surprise, this, this looks too beautiful.

Far more than those female stars in Chen Fan’s previous life.

A white dress was stained red with blood, and above the features, long eyelashes curved like the moon, covering the eyes.

The exquisite facial features, and the white jade skin made Chen Fan unable to find any words to describe Lei Qianyao for a while.

A bright black hair fell on her shoulders like a waterfall.

In the white dress she brings her perfect figure to the fullest.

The whole body emitted a fresh fragrance, coupled with her moving face, which made Chen Fan look stunned for a while.

“No wonder you cover up your appearance, your long one is too easy to make people break the law.” Chen Fan murmured, looking down and admiring.

“Arrogance!” When the old man saw that Chen Fan did not pay any attention to him at all, he was instantly furious.

The golden light in his hand flashed even more, and a roar came out of his body.

The two sharp claws pierced the space and directly attacked Chen Fan’s head, trying to take Chen Fan’s head off.

Just when the old man thought he was about to get his hand, a mighty figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

“Hee-hee, I’ve tasted the carved meat, and I don’t know if this Roc meat is good or not!” Guo Jing’s thick face showed a smile and said in his mouth.

“Dog guts!” The old man’s face sank into the water, and two golden rays of light shot out from his eyes, and one palm split towards Guo Jing.

Guo Jing looked at the attacking old man, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and a terrifying momentum spread like a tide and swept through the Eight Wastes.

Guo Jing took a step forward, reached out his palm to print to the old man, and suddenly the roar of the dragon came out of Guo Jing’s body.

The hearts of all the people of the Golden-winged Dapeng Clan army trembled, and a suppressed breath of natural enemies spread within them.

The dragon shadow slammed into the old man with Guo Jing’s palm prints, colliding with the old man’s claws.

At the moment of contact, the old man’s face showed a painful expression, and his body quickly flew backwards.

“You are also the Great Holy Friar!” The old man’s arm was constantly shaking, and his five fingers were all shattered by the slap of Guo Jing just now.

If he hadn’t reacted in time, I’m afraid both of his arms would have turned to ashes.

The old man looked up at Guo Jing in shock, and his heart set off terrifying waves.

How did they not know that there was a Great Saint in the Northern Wilderness, and they were also monks of the Great Sage One and Two.

Guo Jing did not speak, but stared at the old man with a smile, and a strange look flowed from his eyes, as if he was staring at a prey.

“Hurry up and end the fight.” Chen Fan’s voice sounded in Guo Jing’s ears.

“Yes!” Guo Jing’s face froze and he said respectfully.

Chen Fan flew back into the bronze chariot with his arms around Lei Qianyao and slowly placed Lei Qianyao on the bed inside the chariot.

Looking at the beauty on the bed, Chen Fan’s heart rippled.

“I’m right, what am I thinking?” Chen Fan hurriedly shook his head to erase the bad thoughts in his heart.

Chen Fan took out the healing medicine from his arms and gave it to Lei Qianyao, and seeing that her breath gradually returned to normal, Chen Fan’s heart also let go.

“Last time you saved your grandfather’s life, this time you saved your life once, and we have leveled it out.” Chen Fan looked at the unconscious Lei Qianyao and smiled, and then stepped out of the chariot.

Outside the chariot, the battle between the Bloodthirsty Legion and the Golden-winged Roc Clan army continued.

The undefeated man of the East restrained the nine great saints, and countless mortal iron and silver needles quickly shuttled around the nine people, bringing down blood and flesh.

Most of the nine great saints were all in the realm of one heaven, and in the undefeated hands of the East, there was no room for resistance at all.

On the other side of the Bloodthirsty Legion, the ten captains’ physical visions were released, showing their might.

The first two transformed into the body of the Devouring Python, and the thousand-meter-sized body rammed through the army of the Golden-winged Dapeng Clan, and the python’s mouth continued to grab the Golden-winged Dapeng Clan and swallow it into the stomach.

The army of the Golden-winged Roc Clan was in a disadvantage.

“You want to help them?” Guo Jing’s voice sounded in the old man’s ear.

The old man looked at Guo Jing with embarrassment on his face, and he had to admit that the patriarch Jin Tuyan still looked down on the Demon Sea Sect.

“Ahem!” The old man snorted coldly, and the green and gloomy eyes revealed a hint of fierceness.

The figure of the old man slowly disappeared into the air, and the breath of an ancient fierce beast fell from the sky.

A dark shadow covering the sky appeared above Guo Jing’s head, and Guo Jing looked up, and a trace of surprise appeared on his thick face: “What a big bird!” “。

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