The young man was very bold and fused the law of time into the treasure of his body, and two things that had nothing to do with each other were forcibly mixed together by her.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this practice and self-destruction are undoubted, although the treasure of the body has been developed, but it represents its own constitution, has its own unique operation law, the monk can develop it, but dare not say that it is shaped.

Qin Feng branded the law of time into the body treasure, and the two had a superimposed effect, and the punch he blasted out was able to threaten the saint and destroy the opponent's avenue.

This kind of shocking change was beyond everyone's expectations.

The middle-aged man in the dragon robe had a dim look, he had already received several punches, his head was sore, and seeing that the other party was still riding on his shoulder, he said: "Li Tianjiao, I lost, I won't take your creation." ”

As soon as the words of the middle-aged man admitting defeat came out, the scene set off an uproar, and the scene in front of him could be classified into the era and become a major victory in the tenth era.

The young man of the Nine Tibetan Realm is proud of Tianjiao and defeats the pseudo-saint in his prime.

"Li Tianjiao, quickly come down from the top of my head, I am a saint after all, I can't be humiliated, don't worry......"

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man slapped his ears on the back of his head, not caring about his face and feelings.

The Great Zhou Emperor was a little angry, because he was injured by the young man in close proximity because of his previous big words, he was defeated, but this did not mean that he did not have the ability to fight back.

"Xiao Tianjiao, you can run along my First Emperor Avenue, it can be seen that it is very unusual, go down from me quickly, otherwise I will ask for a substitute price. ”

He revealed the coercion of the saint, the aura of the Great Dao of the First Emperor was permeated, and he wanted to drive away the youth on his body, but he failed, the punch that person hit was very ordinary, but it could crush the coercion of the Great Dao around him.

The master of the Great Zhou and Tianjiao are anxious.

"Li Tianjiao, don't want to insult my Great Zhou Emperor, we are the missionary place of the Buddha with a thousand faces!"

"My emperor, this person has humiliated you, and please put down your body, don't hold back, behead him, and take away his creation. ”

They spoke one after another, but the scene in the field did not change, the young man's eyes flashed with fiery red brilliance, and each palm was slapped, which seemed to be chaotic, but in fact, there was a great way.

Each palm of the young man landed on the joints of the middle-aged man in the dragon robe, and the tremendous force penetrated into it and reached the junction of his bones. The middle-aged dragon robe is almost three pieces apart.

"My emperor, behead this person, you are holy, and you cannot be humiliated. ”

"Li Changxu, Hugh wants to beat my father again!"

The crowd in Da Zhou found that when the middle man below began to shoot, the fists above became denser and denser.

The middle-aged man in the dragon robe struck out a saint supreme technique, and a multicolored dragon rushed out from the heavenly spirit cover, representing the dragon qi of the middle-aged man in the dragon robe, which was extremely intense.

His dragon robe swayed, and the big dragon embroidered on his back fell off, merging with the big dragon rushing out of his forehead, giving him the form of a colorful dragon.

The colorful dragon roared and rushed towards the sky with the coercion of the saint, he opened his teeth and danced his claws, not a simple phantom, but a real dragon.

The dragon roared among the clouds, covered in mist, and then pounced downward.

It was a colored dragon, a real dragon, with a form and a soul.

"My emperor urged the dragon to come into the world, and he was really angry. ”

What the middle age of the dragon robe urged is not a martial art, but a real dragon.

The reason why he was able to become the emperor of the Great Zhou was precisely because of the fusion of a dragon in his body.

In his forehead, the soul of the dragon was sealed, which had been refined from all ferocity, and it was complete;

The dragon embroidered on the robe is the body of the dragon, and his robe is a treasure of storage.

Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty has one request: to descend the dragon. Only the emperor who descended the dragon can be recorded in the history of the clan.

Seeing a divine dragon swooping down, Qin Feng was shocked but not the slightest fear, he sat on the shoulder of the Great Zhou Emperor and threw eighty-one punches at the divine dragon.

The first three nine punches, a total of twenty-seven punches, he hit one of the horns of the dragon and completely shattered the pair of horns;

Fourth, fifth, nine punches, he slammed into the dragon's flesh, hitting those scales red;

In the last four nine punches, he wrestled with Shenlong and competed in physique, and Shenlong popularized thirty-six times, and he made thirty-six punches;

"Poof. ”

"Poof. ”

The divine dragon vomited blood, disintegrated, and the soul returned to the middle-aged forehead of the dragon robe, which was much darker, and the dragon body returned to its robe.

A flying dragon appeared on the surface of the robe again, but it was broken in many places all over its body, and it did not move at the beginning.

The colorful divine dragon was crippled by Qin Feng.

The dragon robe vomited blood in middle age, the dragon was injured, and he was injured, in a sense, he and the dragon were symbiotic.

"You...... Do you dare to hurt my Shenlong?" The middle-aged man's eyes were about to split, and at this moment he didn't think about anything else, he just wanted to vent his resentment.

"If you have any tricks, I will continue, I will not only fight your dragon, but also break your bones!"

Qin Feng exerted his strength, and one palm fell one palm at a time, he became a curry, and he had to slap off all the flesh and fascia first, and then dismantle the bones.

In the process, he was violently counterattacked, and his middle-aged feet sometimes became the embodiment of light, and his body released a heat that could melt everything.

Qin Feng invited out the Vermilion Bird and borrowed a mouthful of the Sun Fire Essence to resist this dazzling light and burn his body in reverse;

The middle-aged man has become an endless humanoid monster, all kinds of methods have fallen, countless martial arts, overwhelmingly falling, some strong and some weak, mixed together.

Qin Feng took out the Heavenly Treasure Peerless Sword and the Black Turbidity Sword, suspended them above his head, and poured one of the tree sword intent in the sword glove into the two Heavenly Treasures and slashed out, resisting the Heavenly Technique;

The young man concentrates and begins to disassemble the torso of middle age and become a veritable butcher.

"Boy, you're so ruthless. The middle-aged man in the dragon robe raised his head, and he said with a proud face: "I have mastered the Great Dao of the First Emperor, and I not only have a bright body, an inexhaustible body, but also a qi luck body." ”

"You break my bright body with a red bird, and break my body with two heavenly treasures, how can you break my luck body?"

"Great Dao luck will be on my side, and I will behead you!"

The Avenue of the First Emperor endows the middle-aged with three major abilities: light, luck, and inexhaustibility.

Qin Feng was surprised to find that the other party's bones were actually moving, and the fragility of the joint connection was constantly changing, making it difficult to capture.

The young man urged his eyes to be sharp, and after seeing it, he slapped it with his big hand.

Poof.

The middle-aged man knelt down instantly, and all the fascial flesh and blood on a pair of calves slipped off, and there was no trace of blood, leaving two white leg bones and metacarpal bones.

"How could it be...... It shouldn't!" the middle-aged man shook his head.

Suddenly, the young man clasped his neck with his feet, and the whole person hung upside down, and then grabbed a calf bone and exerted force suddenly.

Click.

The sound of bones breaking, mixed with the dull humming of a middle-aged man, was extremely obvious in front of the quiet Henglian Holy Land.

"My Emperor!"

"Father!"

The young man broke one bone, and then grabbed the second bone, and said: "Cubs of the Great Zhou, your emperor lost, he used to take the bones of the heavy pupil, and now, I will take those femurs from him." ”

"There are ninety-three bones in total, and not a single one is missing. ”

He broke the second bone of the middle-aged man, set the bone aside, and began to break the third.

"Hurt my father, look for death!"

"If you dare to blaspheme, we will crusade against you!"

"All the people of the Great Zhou, fight for our emperor. ”

For a time, seven powerful people and two of them deceived themselves, and they used their own means to get into the ring with difficulty.

Everyone is headed by Zhou Huang.

"I'm so impressed. ”

Qin Feng broke three bones, slipped off the middle-aged body, clapped his hands and said: "Ninety-three bones, three have been broken, and there are still ninety left." ”

"Nine of you, one of you broke ten bones, just right. "The young man has no reservations, he wants to recover the bones of the dead clansmen, and let the people of the Great Zhou pay the same price.

Seeing that everyone looked hateful and angry, Qin Feng's appearance changed greatly, and he no longer showed Li Changxu's appearance and revealed his true identity.

"Do you remember me?"

"My name is Qin Feng and I am from Chongming Village. ”