The audience fell silent.

"Fuer......"

The night breeze blew in a loud and loud manner, covering up the heart-rending call, as if the world was still beautiful and everyone could live happily.

"If it's dead, it's useless. Jiang Mingcheng kicked Fu'er with his foot, and he kicked Fu'er away, fragile and rolled out like a rag doll.

Yan Li stood up strongly, and the strength was forced, and the green steel sword slashed out of his body little by little and fell to the ground. After taking two steps, he fell to the ground again, and little by little he crawled to Fu'er's side, and with a look that words could not explain, he picked up his small broken body.

Fu'er's eyes couldn't be opened, and she reached out with her intact hand to touch the wound on Yan Li's body, and said angrily, "Lord...... Person...... Fast...... Escape ......" said and the little hand slipped down.

Yan Li gently hugged Fu'er into his arms, stroked her little head, as if she was just asleep, and coaxed softly: "My good Fu'er, sleep in peace, the master won't let these ghosts and ghosts quarrel with you, just a sword is enough." ”

Everyone sneered and gathered around with bad intentions. Yan Li, who had eight swords in his body, was like a fish waiting to be slaughtered on the board at the moment.

"He's probably crazy. Tantric Dharma Protector Pingyue hugged her arms and said indifferently.

Peerless glanced at the Zhou Tian Realm, and said with a smile: "I have checked Wang Yan's corpse, and the way of death is the same as Su Jin, it seems that he was also fooled." It's a pity, the city lord has already taken the first step to open the divine realm, and he can't form a law realm, what can he use to use the Sword Intent Hidden God? Without this move, who can he deal with?"

Jiang Mingcheng laughed in a low voice, because he saw this clearly, even if the hostage committed suicide, he would not panic at all. "Friends in the rivers and lakes give you face and call you Yan Shifang, but in the eyes of this seat, you are a doll, and it is polite to call you Yan Xiaozi. Why do you think you can take Dragon Command City on your own? Even without this hostage, you can't be an opponent in this seat. Now you are given two choices, one is to continue to complete your trick, and this seat will do what it says and spare your life, and the other is to kneel down and kowtow to this seat, and in the future, you can still live as a dog of this seat. You see, this seat is still kind to you, and when you are offended like this, you are still bent on sparing your life, and you must know how to cherish it. ”

"That's it, don't waste the cultivation of the city lord, hahahaha......"

Yan Li stretched out his hand and held it weakly, and the cliff manifested in his hand, and slammed into the ground, making an abrupt muffled sound.

"Styleless ......"

Everyone looked at each other, and suddenly there was a feeling that they couldn't stop laughing.

The sound of the sword spine rubbing against the scabbard was extremely harsh into everyone's ears, strongly stimulating their flesh and blood, making the blood agitated, and a helpless feeling of nakedness from the soul made them like rotting corpses exposed to the sun, filthy and foul-smelling, all of which had nothing to hide.

They saw that with the half-section of the sword body full of cracks as the center, a dark black aura spread out towards the ten heavens and earths, going to the infinite and far-reaching, and then coming back from the endless and far-reaching, as if building a river of time, and there were many strong things hitting the sword body, and the cracks spread further.

Like the ripples of the river of time, constantly striking the sword body, more like striking iron, making the color of the sword body constantly change, and the sound of that moment hit the hearts of Jiang Mingcheng and the others like a giant hammer, making their bodies stiff, and their hands and feet almost unable to move

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"What ......"

"What's wrong with me......"

The diners raised by the Dragon Ling Mansion have been clever and have wanted to escape, but their steps are extremely difficult, and in the past, the true yuan has flowed all around, and in an instant, the big masters who can sweep out dozens of zhang can crawl like snails, scrambling to escape from this status quo that makes them afraid.

"Damn, what kind of supernatural power is this?" cried out to the Absolute Stream.

"Lord of the City, Lord of the City Save me, I don't want to die!" The Tantric Sect's Ping Yue, unable to maintain his indifference any longer, shouted for help in horror.

Jiang Mingcheng didn't say this sentence, but his instinct kept warning him to stay away from this place immediately, and if he delayed a breath, he would send his life here, but the pride of the sacred realm in his heart stopped him from stepping in.

"Under the divine realm of this seat, you want to defeat this seat?" He raised his hands, and the star power surged wildly, rolling up a whirlpool like a tsunami, and then forming a huge iron hammer, which smashed towards Yan Li.

When everyone saw it, their hearts were full of joy.

"Stop the ......"

The black aura suddenly contracted, all the noise stopped, and the huge iron hammer hovered eerily above Yan Li's head, and he didn't even look up. As if time and space stood still, the diners who were fleeing were horrified to find that everything but their thoughts had stopped, breathing, heartbeat, blood flowing.

"It's invincible!"

"It's invincible!"

The two Dharma Protectors thought of it at the same time, and everyone else thought of it.

Why is Yan Shifang called Yan Shifang? Is it really just a face given by friends in the rivers and lakes?

"No!"

Blocking the operation of time and space in the divine realm? Jiang Mingcheng's heart almost jumped out of his chest, and he roared unwillingly to this heaven and earth, "Move for this seat, move, move...... Ah......h

Titicaca!

Jiang Mingcheng found that his stiff bones let out an unbearable moan, because of the pain, he became ecstatic, and the power of the Yuan Shen really gushed out with his will, urging the entire God Realm.

"This seat is the master of the divine realm, the master of this world, this is the rule of the Heavenly Dao, there is absolutely no other will that can override this seat!" he shouted loudly, and tens or hundreds of times the power of the primordial gods poured out, and the giant hammer swelled out like foam, and finally became a majestic mountain nearly a thousand feet high, almost poking a hole in the heavenly dome.

"Divine Realm, Giant Peak, smash him to death in this seat!" An unusual scream erupted from the Divine Realm. The Giant's Peak began to descend, and the space was subjected to a strong downward pressure, emitting an unbearable and piercing "humming" sound, like steel crushed little by little by the giant's feet.

Yan Li still didn't take a look, but closed his eyes and gently leaned his head against Fu'er.

"Invincible ...... in Ten Directions"

"Choke!"

After the sword was unsheathed, there was no sound between heaven and earth except for the sound of the sword groaning like a dragon coming out of the water. The cliff seemed to slowly slash through the void, and the dark black sword light spread out. This move, with the birth of the sword soul, is not only in the four directions of east, west, north and south, but also left and right, up and down, and the two subjective poles of time and space

Strong conceptual field, just a total of 10 squares.

The sword light spread out in ten directions, and no one could escape. First of all, when he was finally able to roll his eyes, he saw that the sword light had drowned him, and he saw his body turn into ashes little by little, and all the processes were silent, as if his destruction had long been an established fact.

Followed by Pingyue, no matter how he unleashed the Great Fan's Fury, it disappeared in vain, he wanted to escape, but the sword light overwhelmed him first, and he let out a terrifying scream, trying to leave the last mark in this world. But he couldn't hear his own voice.

The Divine Realm exploded.

The explosion was a phenomenon that burst apart quickly, but there was no sound, and everything went on like a mime.

When Jiang Mingcheng found out that the divine realm had burst, the first thing he thought of was not how seriously injured he would be by this backlash, but just desperately trying to break free from this quagmire, but he found that under this dark black sword light, he couldn't make the magic weapon fly. "Swallow...... Yan Li, Yan Shifang, okay, this seat knows it's wrong, this seat knows, don't kill this ...... Me, don't kill me...... Spare me, I will make you a cow and a horse...... By the way, money, what I have is money, all for you, all for you......" He thought of the Longling City he had single-handedly established, his divine sense covered a radius of ten miles at the same time, just enough to observe the residents who traveled the whole street, he liked to spy on the mother-in-law of the east family talking to the husband of the west family, watching them have sex, occasionally he would make a point, and then watch them quarrel, he was in the bright building of the Longling Mansion, like a god, managing his disciples, he gave each believer equal treatment, he enjoyed and was obsessed with all this.

That all changed in an instant. Dragon Command City no longer belongs to him, and so does his life. The darkness enveloped him, and he struggled reluctantly, roaring, cursing, crying, begging for mercy...... In the end, there was not even dust left.

The power of the stars in the space has a fault, and from a certain height, the power of the stars no longer falls.

Like the meanest of times, it passed inexorably, unconcerned that people scratched their heads to get its attention, and easily ruined mansions of immeasurable value.

The night breeze blew happily, and it was just within the range of Tongchi Street, and there was no obstacle within a radius of ten miles, and they could fly as much as they wanted, and they no longer had to worry about hitting the wall.

The battlefield in the distance had stopped, and they had temporarily lost the mood to fight after they had escaped this catastrophe. They all gathered towards Yan Li.

Yan Li stood up with Fu'er in his arms, he had sensed the uninvited guest, and he didn't want to be disturbed at the moment, so he planned to leave, but the sword soul was already empty, and the source sea was empty, so he had to walk. After taking two steps, the cliff shattered to ashes, and he put it away and continued walking. After taking two more steps, there was a sudden strong burning sensation in his arms, he stopped, looked down blankly, and saw that Fu'er's body was shining for some reason.

"Fu'er?" his dry heart seemed to be injected with a drop of spiritual spring, and his throat and eyes moistened slightly, and he let out a low call.

Suddenly, Fu'er's corpse broke away from him and was suspended in the air, and the six parts of the head, hands, chest, abdomen, and feet suddenly burst into bright star light, and the originally dim left foot gradually appeared a halo, as if it was a harbinger of the imminent birth of stars.

A sentence burst out of Yan Li's mind: When seven stars grow on her body, bring him to see me. The words of the High Priest of the Immortal City, although they were conveyed by Shen Liuyun, he always remembered them very clearly.