Flame Jiang Fengyang's words were extremely obvious.

Very disdainful.

Although Jiang Feng's Yan Emperor Technique was very strong, if he wanted to, he could break it with a wave of his hand.

The realm of saints, how can mortals understand, it is a turn of hands into clouds and hands for rain, and the means are all over the world.

Or rather.

Flame Jiang Fengyang is the one who told Ye Huoyuan to pay attention to this battle, you are all rubbish.

Lao Tzu is already at the level of a saint, and you want to destroy a saint just by concocting a formation with a group of pirated saints at best.

Don't be naïve, you're daydreaming.

Jiang Feng's few remaining powerhouses watched the flames Jiang Fengyang disappear into the void, and they were all weakly paralyzed on the ground.

At this time, they didn't say that they were going to stop it, and they were even a little lucky.

The evil star is finally gone.

Thank God.

It's Amitabha.

But.

Although Jiang Feng Fishing Fire "drove away" the flame Jiang Fengyang, Jiang Feng Fishing Fire was also finished.

The former top force, an expert in playing with fire, and a tyrant of the original fire, never expected to be destroyed in the hands of one person.

How sad to say.

It's just one person.

Only the flame Jiang Fengyang alone destroyed the top forces of DJI, and it looked effortless.

Everyone was lost in thought.

This moment.

Those few people in Jiang Feng's fishing fire who may know the inside story have incomparably hated Ren Yao in their hearts.

It's Ren Xiaoyao, it's this arrogant guy, it's not a pity to die, it's such a bad star that he provoked back from the nether.

not only sent himself into the Yellow Spring, but also let the entire Jiangfeng fishing fire be buried.

All the monks around the Yan Emperor and all the monks in the earth were stunned.

At this time, they did not choose to take advantage of the fire to rob, or fall into the ground.

Because.

The One stood in the void and did not speak.

If he didn't speak, no one would dare to make a move, because that one was on the same level as the existence that destroyed Jiang Feng's fishing fire.

It's just that he—never been so violent.

He has always cherished his feathers, and he will not do such a thing that is unconscionable.

He is not like that purple ghost, who has done whatever it takes for his strength, and everyone is angry.

However, even so, no one thinks that the tiger is a sick cat if he is not powerful.

Among Jiang Feng's fishing fire, among those remnant soul cultivators crying for their fathers and mothers, the young man finally chose to take a step forward.

"Wait here for a while. The boy said it as if he were commanding his own servants.

Everyone spoke very respectfully and bowed to answer, which was even more docile than a pet cat.

The boy came to Jiang Feng's fishing fire.

Looking at the bloody, devastated Jiang Feng's fishing fire, he was silent for a while.

After all, I can't bear it.

The old people I once knew here are gone.

The rest of the strangers are also suffering.

His mouth moved a few times, and finally he didn't say anything, and he also walked towards the void.

"No one is allowed to fall into the fire of Jiang Feng within a hundred years. The boy's voice remained.

All the monks were stunned.

Then he shook his head and dispersed.

Now that the Sages have spoken, they will not do any more stupid things.

Because, their cultivation always tells them not to kill themselves.

Even if they condensed the Yan Emperor's Technique, all things were not the opponents of the saints, how could they dare to argue with the saints.

You must know that Jiang Feng Yuhuo was once under the main array of the saint, and he killed the powerful monks of the peak Tibetan realm and beheaded two of the three corpses.

The spectators gradually dispersed.

And the remaining monks of Jiang Feng's fishing fire didn't seem to hear the young man's words, they either stared blankly in front of them or covered their wounds and screamed loudly.

They have already experienced life and death, so those mundane etiquette are like shit in their eyes at this moment.

Whether it is the anger of the strong or the mercy of the strong.

They don't think they need it!

It's a big deal.

Everyone dispersed.

It was as if Jiang Feng's fishing fire had become a plague in the karmic fire field, and no one approached it.

In the midst of the flames, Jiang Feng's fishing fire destroyed rather than reborn.

Not only did their peak powerhouses fall, but also their Dao Hearts.

Flame Jiang Fengyang doesn't care.

Qinglian Sword Song was blocked by the Seven Seven Forty-Nine Seals, and the Seven Alien Flames had already been restrained by him.

Only the newly awakened soul wheel Tianhuo on Ziyu, who escaped, remained.

And that wisp of flame will not escape the palm of his hand.

He had been waiting for a long time, for three whole years.

In the past three years, Jiang Feng's people have been calculating him, why is he waiting.

As long as he refines the Qinglian Sword Song, then his flame can incinerate everything in the world and cultivate to a higher level. ァ新ヤ~(8)~1~Chinese網ωωω.. còм

Everyone in the world thinks that a saint is immortal, and his longevity is the same as that of heaven, but only he understands in his heart that a saint is not the final chapter of cultivation.

The world is endless!

Only the strong can graze the world.

Of course.

Ordinary people can behead three corpses and become a saint is already very good, enough to stand at the top of a heaven and earth.

But he, Jiang Fengyang, will not stop there.

So, he followed Ziyu's soul imprint.

In fact, he still has to thank Ziyu, who suddenly became irritable and out of control.

These three years.

Jiang Feng Yuhuo's fallen old immortals will block the strange fire of Qinglian Sword Song and fall into the void, and awaken from Jiang Feng Yuhuo's genius again.

They thought that the gods were unaware, but the flame Jiang Fengyang was quietly "raising fish".

Qinglian Sword Song is bound to win!

Airplanes.

A flame marched through the darkness, blatant, but everything that stood in his way was reduced to ashes.

The flames rushed forward, and the flames were unmatched.

In the void.

Ziyu was wrapped in a wisp of gray-white flames and fled for her life.

His forehead was covered with sweat, and from time to time he looked back in great disbelief, as if there was some demon chasing him behind him.

I have exhausted all my strength to escape, and I dare not slack off in the slightest.

In the void ahead, someone drove forward.

"Help, help, please save me!" Ziyu didn't care at all, how could someone in this space drive forward in the extraterritorial void.

He only knew that he had to live, with the expectations of everyone in Jiang Feng Yuhuo.

Moreover.

He also needs to become stronger, and then sooner or later one day he will destroy the purple ghost with his own hands.

"Stop. A boy stepped out and got out of the carriage directly, stopping the extremely embarrassed Ziyu. "The Holy One travels, do not offend, or die. ”

The boy has a momentum of not being angry and arrogant, and he doesn't look very old, but between the words, he knows that he is usually a high-minded person who is used to commanding.

"Help, please save me, you can be a cow or a horse, as long as you can save me, you can ...... no matter what" Ziyu didn't care.

Survival** and its intensity.

There was a great panic in him, for in the void he felt that something was calling him, and it was approaching at great speed.

The power was terrifying, like a great sun approaching.

His soul trembled, as if he had been grilled on a shelf.

That feeling was constantly tormenting his soul.

"Please. Tears flowed, Ziyu didn't care, and stepped out directly.

"Offend the saint, be punished!" the boy waved his hand, and a streamer roared out and slashed directly at Ziyu's head.

Whew.

The gray-white flames on Ziyu's body directly protected the master, forming a shield in front of Ziyu.

Bite.

Miraculously crunched.

The shield condensed by the flames collapsed, and Ziyu stumbled and almost fell, but he was almost close to the carriage.

His purpose is obvious.

It is to seek the protection of those in the chariot.

"Damn!" the boy was very unhappy and frightened by the result. "You really don't know whether you live or die, and since you are bent on seeking death, I will fulfill you today. ”

The boy stepped out and slapped directly at Ziyu's chest.

He was careless, he never expected that Ziyu in the realm of earth immortals would be able to block his killing blow.

And if Ziyu really offended the people in the car, with the temper of the people in the car, his fate is estimated to be no better.

It's the eerie flames.

The boy's pupils shrank, staring at the flames on Ziyu's body, and there was a trace of greed in his eyes that was extremely hidden.

And in the void.

The two suns are colliding wildly.

"Leave a line in everything, and see each other in the future!" The young man who had watched the battle of Jiang Feng, the power of the Fishing Fire Sect, the power of the Flame Emperor, the Earth Ze and all things, and the flames against Jiang Fengyang suppressed his voice and spoke.

The voice was not very good, and it was clearly trying to suppress the anger in his heart.

Right.

Even he has a killing ** gushing out of his heart.

It's scary.

The realm of saints should be ruthless and desireless.

But standing in front of this flame demon, his state of mind seemed to be changing and collapsing.

"Your uncle!" Flame Jiang Fengyang was extremely irritable, and his mouth became dirty. "Whoever stands in my way, die!"

The killing intent exploded, the flames swept away, and the irritable and unbeatable directly enveloped the young man.

"You can't beat me. The boy was extremely confident, and seemed to be engulfed in flames, but in fact the flames were still three inches away from his body.

Don't look at the distance of three inches is not long, but it is impossible to get another inch in the slightest.

The so-called real end of the world.

The boy is very strong, and he is also a saint.

"How do you know if you don't try. Flame Jiang Fengyang grinned, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, the purple flame became a rope, and he grabbed the rope with both hands and pulled it hard.

Poof.

The rope was taut and let out a trembling hum.

It was also the moment of the sudden trembling that a rocket rushed directly towards the young man's face.

"You're a stone in the toilet, hard and smelly!" said the boy, "I'm afraid I won't teach you a lesson, you don't know how big this world is." "New Bayi Chinese Network first published www.. com m.. com

The young man also waved his hands in the void, and the same rope of flame condensation was in his hand.

There were also rockets shooting at the flames, Jiang Fengyang rushed away.

The young man is so confident that he actually uses the way of others to treat others.

No.

He wanted to shatter the Dao Heart of the Flame Jiang Fengyang.

Good calculation.

Collide.

Devoid.

The body of the flame Jiang Fengyang who kept rushing forward finally stopped.

He wasn't stopped by force, and it wasn't out of fear.

Looking at the light in his eyes, it was obvious that he was excited, and it was the excitement after discovering the treasure.

"It's just great!" Flame Jiang Fengyang is.

The boy was puzzled.

"It's so good, brother, you are also playing with fire!" Flame Jiang Fengyang said seriously.

"Huh?" the boy frowned. "You call me brother?"

"It doesn't matter, get dry!"

Flame Jiang Fengyang didn't say a word, he rushed forward directly, and at the moment of rushing forward, his whole person turned into a fire dragon and roared out.

In the face of a true saint, he was on fire.

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