"The Demon King is Dead"!

Under the post, there is also a photo.

It can be seen that it was taken from a distance, and the golden morning light sprinkled on the island, the rocks were broken, the land was potholed, and the trees were broken, as if it had encountered a big storm.

The body that shook the martial arts world was covered in blood and fell to the ground.

The angle from which the photo was taken, coincidentally, also captured Ouyang Wuji, standing in the air, his eyes indifferent, looking down.

A high-pitched cry.

Qian Yilan collapsed all of a sudden, crying uncontrollably.

The heart is in angina.

At this moment, it was as if the soul was out of the body, and the whole person lost his soul.

A sense of sadness spreads through airport lounges.

Despair, pain, and, monstrous hatred.

After crying bitterly, everyone's breath seemed to become extremely cold.

Shout!

Qian Yilan suddenly drew her sword.

"Lan Lan!" Song Daiying was startled, and subconsciously grabbed Qian Yilan's arm.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything stupid, his revenge hasn't been avenged. Qian Yilan muttered, and suddenly grabbed a bunch of green silk of herself, and with a stroke of the sword, the green silk slid down.

"In this life, Ouyang will not die, and he will not be tied to green silk. ”

The voice was faint, but it was like a thunderbolt.

Yan Huilai looked at Qian Yilan with shocked eyes, it is undeniable that her strength, if she wants to kill Ouyang Wuji, she is like an ant, wanting to bite an elephant to death, but at this moment, Yan Huilai really felt that this voice contained unimaginable power.

"Let's go. Yan returned in a low voice.

Bang dang!

Tie Mian threw the phone to the ground and wiped the tears from his eyes fiercely, "In my life, there is only one wish left, to destroy the Barbarian Heavenly Sect!"

Let's go!

A group of several people, with a heart of heavy grief and hatred, moved forward in the direction of the ancient ruins at the fastest speed.

Lakes.

Islet.

The morning sun is shining.

"Hmph, this cheap life is really hard. Luo Shen watched from afar, holding a mobile phone in his hand, on the forum, live post, that "Luo Demon King is dead", and attached a picture, which was sent by Luo Shen.

However, after sending the picture, Luo Shenenvoy found that Luo Feng, who was covered in blood and fell to the ground, actually stood up again.

"What a dog's life. Luo Shen's gaze was contemptuous, he didn't mean to delete the post, because, Luo Feng in this state, death, is a matter of time.

"It must be Ouyang Wuji who doesn't want him to die too happily and wants to torture him slowly. Roselle made the final guess.

Many people also have the same idea as the Roselle envoy.

"When you killed my son, you should have thought that there would be today. Ouyang Wuji was condescending, looking down at Luo Feng, his eyes were cold, and the killing machine was surging, "As far as your cheap life is far inferior to my son, killing you today will not be able to vent the hatred in my heart." ”

Luo Feng lowered his head, as if he was supporting something, and his body seemed to be about to fall down at any time.

"Are you the pride of the sky?" Ouyang Wuji suddenly took out a divine arrow in his hand again, "Dead people, it's all the same." ”

The sun shines, reflecting the arrow of the gods, the divine light is shining, the streamer is flickering, and it is extremely extraordinary.

At this moment, Luo Feng, who lowered his head, suddenly raised his eyes, and there was blood on his face, but his eyes were still bright, and the two beams of light that seemed to contain brilliance shot out at this moment.

It's like two rainbow lights, straight into the sky.

The line between life and death.

In Luo Feng's mind, there was only one thought left.

Since he was bombarded by the Divine Arrow and fell on this small island, Luo Feng has been trying, and finally killing, the Ancient Séance.

For now, there is only one last chance left.

Luo Feng's heart, on the contrary, was quiet to the extreme at this moment.

Like a calm lake, sparkling and shining.

In his mind, the handprint formed by the ancient giant seemed to be playing back in Luo Feng's mind at an extremely slow speed, and every trajectory, every arc, and every inch of space contained infinite mysteries.

Heaven and earth, discoloration.

The morning sun was obscured by dark clouds, and the sky seemed to turn gray all at once.

The wind suddenly rose, the black hair fluttered, and the two beams of light were particularly dazzling at this moment.

Luo Feng's hands quickly sealed.

The mind is completely immersed in it, as if it is controlling this piece of heaven and earth, incarnating as a giant, and evolving magically.

The breath in the air changed completely.

Inexplicably weird.

Many people felt a sudden blockage in their chests and panicked.

Ouyang Wuji's pupils also shrank suddenly, his eyes stared at Luo Feng, and without hesitation, he shot out the divine arrow.

Shout!

Like a transparent dragon with lightning entanglement, it opened its hideous fangs and fell from the sky, with an astonishing momentum, surging murderous momentum, and a bloody breath, lingering in the sky.

"Drop!"

Luo Feng spat out a word, waved his handprint, the ancient séance, and when he came to the world again, the sky and the earth changed color, and the wind and clouds changed abruptly.

The aura of terror was like a volcanic eruption in an instant, sweeping the entire sky.

Click!

A crisp crack that was extremely clear.

The invincible arrow of the god was broken.

The handprint was invincible, crushing and covering, and blasted towards Ouyang Wuji in one fell swoop.

Ouyang Wuji was horrified in his heart, and defended with all his might, but he was still impacted, and the boom retreated, a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining his clothes red, and his body was even more uncontrollable all of a sudden, falling headlong and falling into the lake.

Burst!

At this moment, Luo Feng also vomited blood again.

As seen at the temple altar, there is a great price to pay for the 'Ancient Séance'.

However, even if he still had a breath, Luo Feng couldn't let himself fall like this.

The body had already exceeded the load it could bear, but Luo Feng bit his last breath, and at the moment when Ouyang Wuji was shocked by the ancient séance technique and fell into the water, Luo Feng quickly took a Nine Transformation Saint Pill, quickly turned around, and rushed in the direction of the mysterious water palace.

But no one dared to move!

No one could have imagined what had just happened......

Dying Luo Feng, a counterattack, such a shocking blow!

Miracles!

What a miracle!

Everyone was stunned, and in their minds, the image just now was replayed over and over again.

The Luo Demon King, who was seriously injured, actually made a move that caused Ouyang Wuji to be injured and fall into the water.

Unthinkable.

Unbelievable.

Amazed!

At this time, Luo Feng had already arrived at the water surface where the Mysterious Water Palace was located, and his tense body was directly loosened, allowing his body to fall, falling sharply, and soon, a whirlpool appeared, directly involving Luo Feng into the Mysterious Water Palace.

Crash!

Next to the small island of the lake, the lake water rushed to the sky, Ouyang Wuji was slightly embarrassed, he rushed up, his eyes were like electricity, he swept around, his face was difficult to see the extreme.

Planted!

He, Ouyang Wuji, was planted in the hands of a kid in front of the world's martial artists.