Chapter 650: Yan Qing was furious, "Whew!"

The sound of breaking the air resounded in the abyss of death. The embarrassed figures also stumbled out, almost every one of them with trauma of varying severity.

The appearance of the glorious saint sons, the children of the hidden family with profound background, at this time, is undoubtedly the ** on the abyss of death, and the sound of gasping cold air resounded everywhere.

I have long heard that there are many murderous opportunities in the Zhantian Ancient Tomb, but not many people have seen it in person, and now looking at these embarrassed holy sons, they finally understand the horror of the Zhantian Ancient Tomb, and they can't help but rejoice in their hearts!

I'm glad I didn't go down to the abyss!

The great holy sons, the people of the hidden family have become like this, and they can only die if they go down!

"Why hasn't it come out yet?"

Almost all the people who entered the Nine Heavens had already come out, but Feng Hao still had no trace, which couldn't help but make Yan Qing feel impatient and a little uneasy!

Arno on the side also frowned.

Feng Hao has strength talent and defense talent, in his opinion, he is definitely a person of the respected clan, and Feng Hao, the venerable clan, is extremely polite to him, which makes him a little flattered, and his good impression of Feng Hao has also risen directly, so seeing that Feng Hao has not come out yet, he can't help but worry.

However, no matter how worried they were, they couldn't enter the Zhantian Ancient Tomb, and at this time, they had to wait!

The day passed quickly

There are still two people from the hidden family who have not come out, and there are still four people on the other side of the Holy Land, and a day has passed, and it is estimated that they have fallen inside.

The danger of it, the people who have entered it are all knowledgeable Dao, and the wild beasts that everyone encounters are hard to gnaw, if there is no certain hole card, it will indeed be planted on this.

Therefore, it is normal for the fall to fall, and most of these people who come out are also dead.

However, the harvest is undoubtedly fruitful!

It is also this fruitful harvest, so every time the Zhantian Ancient Tomb is opened, there will be many Tianzong talents here.

And Feng Hao, still hasn't come out

"Nothing really really happened, right?"

The chaos has been directly placed on Yan Qing's face, and everyone else can see it, and so can the Lang Evil Holy Son.

The day hasn't come out yet, in fact, this already says it all!

"Whew!"

A holy son who had lost two million Wu Jing at the beginning sneered, with banter on his face, and a voice in his mouth, "I heard, it is no wonder that he seems to have entered the Quadruple Heaven, the desolate beast in the Quadruple Heaven is the first layer of the Martial Venerable Three Realms, with his strength, this time, I am afraid that it is more than auspicious, hehe"

The schadenfreude was directly revealed on the surface, the Lang Evil Holy Son and the Beidou Holy Son were also smiling, with a smile on the corner of their mouths, an enemy with strange talents, just fell, which finally made their hearts loosen, and the pressed boulder also precipitated.

"Shut up!"

Yan Qing, who was already upset, heard these ridiculous and sarcastic discussions again, and a nameless anger suddenly erupted, her whole body flashed with electric arcs, a pair of eyes surged with silver light, holding a long sword, thunder whip, and threw it directly at the face of the Holy Son who spoke, without the slightest mercy.

"Whew!"

The Holy Son stretched out his hand, holding a spear, and the energy of Sen Bai slashed through, directly meeting the thunder whip.

"Bang!"

The thunder whip flung and hit the tip of the gun, the holy son suddenly trembled, and then the huge force came, directly lifting him out of the air, and when he stood still, the corners of his mouth were also with a trace of blood, his face was pale, and his eyes were full of horror.

Yan Qing's thunder attribute seems to be different from the general thunder attribute

"Huh!"

Yan Qing was unforgiving, and swung his long sword again, the thunder whip was like a spiritual snake, pointing at the face of the Holy Son again, as if he wanted to smash all his teeth before he would stop.

Under her persecution, the Holy Son regressed again and again, every time he collided, he would vomit a mouthful of blood, his face was as white as paper, and his body trembled slightly.

"Whoa!"

The tide rolled, a scorching sun rose, and the incandescent divine energy swept through, enveloping the thunder whip in it and incinerating it directly.

It's the Lang Evil Holy Son who did it!

The power of the sun god is undoubtedly powerful, and it can burn everything, even the thunder attribute is not excluded!

However, the body of the Lang Evil Holy Son also trembled slightly, and he directly betrayed him.

Thunder attributes, no matter who is on the top, will lose the first opportunity!

"Look for death!"

Yan Qing was suddenly furious, her willow eyebrows were upside down, and a larger thunder whip was directly aimed at the chest of the Lang Evil Holy Son.

She's not afraid of offending anyone!

At this time, Arno was also standing beside her, with a violent aura all over his body, a pair of bloodshot eyes, and bursts of thunder erupted all around him.

"Slow down, girl!"

The Holy Son of Beibi stood up and stood between the two, and his whole body was full of holy energy, and he suffered a blow from the two, and suddenly, his face turned extremely pale.

However, the two also stopped there.

"This girl, this incident is our fault, I'm here, can't I compensate the girl!"

On his pale face, there was still a kind and gentle smile, and his sincere words made it impossible to find fault with him, and successfully resolved the contradiction between the two parties temporarily.

"It's just a sun god body, don't take yourself too seriously!"

Yan Qing glanced at the Lang Evil Saint Son coldly, his words were cold, his delicate body was straight, revealing a touch of unprecedented momentum of a superior person, for a while, like a fairy in the Moon Palace, cold and noble, which made people feel awe.

She doesn't have any good feelings for this guy who dares to shout and kill Feng Hao, so there is no need to show him any affection!

In a word, the latter's face turned pale, and everyone else gasped.

However, it is undeniable that she is indeed qualified to say this, judging from the aura just now, she is not inferior to the Sun God Body of the Lang Evil Holy Son!

"Humph!"

Lang Evil Holy Son snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and turned away.

His strength is indeed a little lower than Yan Qing, and he is also challenging the Seventh Heaven, he entered first, but Yan Qing came out before him, which has confirmed that there is a gap between the two.

If it continues to make trouble, it will not do him any good, and if it is a real fight, it may be even more humiliating.

After this, the voice on the scene slowly fell silent

"Who got the Great Sage Inheritance of the Battle Heavens?"

A man from a reclusive family took a step forward and asked in a loud voice.

In a word, it attracted everyone's attention.

Suddenly, Yan Qing's heart trembled

"Should I not"

There was a strange glint in her eyes.