"The immortal road is ruthless, the heavens and the earth compete for natural selection, the survival of the fittest, the He family can continue to prosper to this day, relying on the mortals of this city!"

"Today, if you release these mortals, it is hard to guarantee that there will not be another He Yanming in the future, or even more and stronger existences!"

"At that time, do you think they will let go of the hatred of today's extermination?"

"Keep them, do you want to slaughter my Xuantian Sect disciples in the future!!

Breaking sorrow and cold face, the sword trick in his hand did not stop, and the imperial sword array was pressed down, at this time, anger was already looming in his eyes. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wu Yue is like this, and so is Lin Xiaoyuan, several of his apprentices are like flowers in a greenhouse, ignorant of the world, and simple and kind.

If you go on like this, how can you survive in this world of the jungle?

"I can't protect them like this in the future, without the experience of blood and fire, no matter how high the talent is, it is only a virtual appearance, and it can't become a great weapon!"

Broken sorrow was expressionless, thinking in his heart, he had already made a decision.

Lin Xiaoyuan heard the angry reprimand, her delicate body shook like thunder, her face turned pale, obviously thinking of her kindness for a while, and all kinds of miserable images that might appear in the future, she immediately stood aside, pursed her lips and said nothing.

At this time, her bright eyes were already overflowing with shame and self-blame.

The killing sword array collapsed, enveloping the entire Cold Smoke Island.

The sound of breaking through the sky has not arrived, but the kind of direct desire to cut the soul in half, the unstoppable momentum has been achieved, and the creatures under the sword array are terrified, and they are shocked, they have covered up and sheltered, trying to escape with a glimmer of life.

However, the Qilin Heavenly Sword Formation, which was broken, was so sharp that even Fang Jingxiu, a monk at the peak of the Dragon and Tiger Realm, almost died when he entered the formation.

For a while, the blood spilled into the sky, converging into a river, the mountain collapsed, the buildings were shattered, the ice crystals and snow were full of holes, dense, and a puff of blood mist exploded all over the city, and even the screams could not be released, so they were annihilated under the surging sword qi, and the bones were gone!

Blowing up the nest, the nearly 100 monks on the He family's hidden island floated into the air, tended to avoid the sword qi, and rose into the air like stars, and at the same time, all kinds of magic weapons and spirit runes were in their hands, waiting to be returned to the color.

It was at this time that a mutation suddenly emerged.

"Roar!!"

Between the roar of the dragon, a thousand-year-old ink python dozens of zhang long went out to sea and rose to the sky, ignoring all kinds of magic weapons, the hideous blood basin python's mouth opened violently, the fishy wind hissed, the fangs were exposed, and more than ten Huading monks were swallowed alive in an instant.

Then the python's tail broke through the air, Ling Xuan twitched, a large area of space was empty, the sky was sprinkled with blood rain, and the broken corpse fell from the air like a dumpling.

Their faces were almost frozen in disbelief, and the last impression in their eyes was the cold vertical pupils of the black python beast, hideous and bloodthirsty, and extremely violent.

- Blackie!

The Qilin Heavenly Sword Array sealed the entire Cold Smoke Island, and in this space like a desperate domain, the immeasurable sword qi rotated endlessly, pouring like rain, and in the void, the little black fierce power was bound to appear, wandering like a dragon.

And in the Cold Smoke City, ten Five Elements Immortal Soldiers, walking in the dense sword qi with the steps of Xuanqi, their eyes under the purple gold mask were indifferent and ruthless, and they were recklessly harvesting the lives of the survivors.

Really, there is no way to heaven, no door to the earth, and all life is exhausted!

It was complicated, but it happened in an instant, the island was already full of life, and the city of Coldsmoke was reduced to ruins, full of devastation, and there was not a single intact corpse.

"He Yanming, now there are only the two of us left. ”

In the terrible screams, under the rain of blood, the smile that did not change was hideous out of thin air.

"You're so ruthless!"

A touch of unbearability flashed in He Yanming's eyes, after all, the people who were slaughtered now were all members of his He family, after this battle, even if he won, Hanyan Island would be greatly damaged from then on, and the accumulation of years would be ruined.

And all this happened too fast, and there was a strong enemy watching from the side, even he was unthinkable.

After a while, he suddenly took a deep breath, calmed down, and ignored the screams scattered throughout the Cold Smoke City, all corners, and said Sen Ran: "The Lord of the Xuantian Sect is really good!

"Old man, let you see how my He family got to where it is today!"

Later, the voice was as straight as a scream, and the hatred that went straight to the bone marrow was obvious.

"What means to do it is, what is long-winded. ”

He said suddenly, what does the He family rely on today, he already has a general understanding from the old man Qian, it is nothing more than the awakened Bingluan bloodline in his body, and a magic weapon connected by blood.

If you were really afraid that he wouldn't come, who is this old West scaring when he says this?!

Immediately, He Yanming finally showed his true strength.

The north wind is cool, and there is a lot of rain and snow!

I don't know when, the surroundings are cold, the ice is making flowers, the rain and snow are curtains, and an ice-blue figure slowly floats in the air.

Like the center of an ice and snow storm, He Yanming stood in the air, up and down his body, a touch of ice blue was dyed, and the snow-white hair broke through the crown and turned into an ice blue color, fluttering with the wind, slowly extending, and reaching his feet.

At first glance, it looks like a crystal blue feather.

"Whew!!"

The cold wind was agitated, the feathers were fluttering, He Yanming's eyes were like ice, crystal white as snow, there was no trace of darkness, his hands were bluff, and with a "swish", a pair of huge ice blue wings were born from his help, and the light flowed, and the wind and snow gathered on his wings.

"Heavenly Demon Change!Ice Luan Bird?"

Seeing this scene, his sad expression became a little more solemn.

Since the opening of the chaos in the Zhongtian Great World, there have been hundreds of tribes, conquering and dividing, and the human race is only one of them.

In the primeval times, the four clans of gods, humans, demons, and demons were also intimate, and joined forces to exile the hundred clans, and in order to show friendship, there were many in-laws to exchange.

And this so-called Heavenly Demon Transformation is actually a kind of magical power inherited by blood, through the bloodline of the demon clan left by his ancestors, returning to his ancestors and borrowing part of his magical powers.

If there is a divine bloodline among the Terran monks, and their awakening bloodline and supernatural powers are used, they will be transformed into gods, and the bloodline of the demon race will be transformed into heavenly demons, and a descendant of a demon like He Yanming will naturally be a heavenly demon.

Just like He Yanming at this time, not only the whole body is up and down, the demonic qi is revealed, the feathers appear, the wings are spread on the back, and there is no need to move, the cold is self-revealed, and the cold to the bones is the change in the awakening of Bingluan's bloodline.

"It seems that I really underestimated He Yanming, I didn't expect the Bingluan bloodline in his body to be so pure!!"

Staring at the cold changes in the sky above, a cold light flashed in Xuan Chou's eyes, and he finally faced this person.

With He Yanming as the center, within a radius of dozens of zhang, a cold light flashed unconsciously, and the cold air was pressing, rippling out a luster of ice fragments, and in a trance, it was like being on the sea full of ice floes, and every shaking was the sound of ice cracking.