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Yun Fei spit out a mouthful of blood, and roared angrily, "Splash people, I don't share the sky with you!" ”

He and the wind chimes cooperate with each other, constantly combining their swords.

The purple and blue swords rumbled together, emitting a thunderous vibration, causing the surrounding airflow to suddenly tumble.

The two divine lights of purple and blue swept around, and everywhere they went, all the bluestones were shattered, and the plants and trees turned to ashes.

Feng Wudao frowned at the back for a while, and for the safety of his sister, he raised his arms on the spot, "All the soldiers will kill the enemy with me and rush together!" ”

The army in the rear suddenly burst into flames, and followed him to attack the other party.

The battlefield was chaotic, and Xue Renyong also let the soldiers attack.

The two sides intersected with each other, and they fought in one place in an instant.

Blood splattered and minced flesh flew everywhere.

The bloodthirsty battlefield stained the sky red.

A huge mahogany warship, just now Yang Fan wanted to leave.

Qin Feng's feet had already stepped on it, and the wind in the air was strong, making his clothes rattle.

The Purgatory Ding was held in his hand, and a group of naked women on the splint suddenly screamed and scattered.

On the white jade chair in the center, a middle-aged man was lying on his side, and he was ****** with a woman in a white palace skirt, and the light on his body flashed, and the woman was directly drawn into a dry corpse.

Qin Feng's eyebrows tightened, and he snorted coldly, "The door master is really blessed, relying on the method of collecting yin and supplementing yang, he is still young and immortal!" ”

The middle-aged man got up and wrapped himself in a robe, looked at Qin Feng and laughed, "Young man, you have some skills, you can actually follow the Purgatory Ding all the way here." What the old man lacks in this Hehuan Gate is a talent like you, how about it? If you are willing to join us, the old man promises to let you sleep with the most beautiful woman in the world! ”

Qin Feng chuckled, "Thank you seniors for your kindness, juniors are here, just to kill you, there is nothing else to ask for!" ”

The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed, and he said in a deep voice, "Do you know that my grandson He has been cultivating for ten thousand years, and there is no opponent in the world." How long have you broken through the Mahayana Sutra before you dare to argue with the old man? ”

Qin Feng said, "It's useless to talk too much, it's enough to argue with your seniors, you won't know until you try it!" ”

"That's your own death!"

Gongsun He let out a long roar, and a flower scroll was thrown, and with a flash of dazzling light, Qin Feng was enveloped in it.

Qin Feng's eyes changed, and he was on the edge of a small lake.

The fog on the surface of the lake was steaming, and from time to time there was the sound of singing and laughter.

The grass and flowers are everywhere on the edge of the lake, just like a Taoist blessed land.

After the fog cleared a little, the appearance of Lin Nan and his party was revealed.

A group of women, those who know and those who don't know, there are hundreds of people. All of them were dressed in a light veil, soaked in the water, and clinged to their delicate bodies.

Two bright red, one side of the grass, under the twisting of the slender waist and buttocks, exudes bursts of seductive light.

"Xianggong, what are you doing in a daze, come down!"

The women shouted in the water, and they all waved at Qin Feng.

Li Qingxuan and Liu Ruyan even stepped on the water, helping Qin Feng left and right to pull into the lake.

Qin Feng smiled faintly, "Red and pink skeletons, red face and white bones." Do you want to trap me with this little means? ”

He pointed his finger, and the woman in front of him suddenly screamed.

One by one, the skin was torn off, revealing the appearance of blood-colored white bones.

"Why do this to us!"

One by one, they were full of resentment, like the evil ghosts of the underworld, turning into millions at one time, roaring at Qin Feng from all directions.

This picture is the treasure of Hehuan Gate, the white bone picture of Zhu Yan.

A picture is a world in which the souls of millions of women are stored. After all the flesh essence was devoured, the primordial spirit was sealed here, and gradually refined into a yin and poisonous soul.

Qin Feng shook his head and sighed, "Tens of thousands of years of Taoism have hurt so many innocent women, you really deserve to die!" ”

Behind him, twelve demon gods were revealed, and they roared towards the four directions.

The twelve witch gods can feed on everything from yin to yang.

The primordial spirits of these women have sunk here, and have turned into murderous and poisonous things.

Qin Feng killing them was the greatest relief for them.

The witch god who was more than ten feet tall waved his hand and grabbed it, and there were thousands of souls, and he opened his mouth and constantly stuffed one Yuan Shen into his mouth.

Tens of millions of gods are such a number, but under their sweep, they are vulnerable.

After just one breath, the twelve witch gods opened their mouths and roared.

Twelve tornadoes rolled out like suction, devouring all of these women's primordial spirits in one gulp.

Qin Feng sat in the painting, and the peace on his body was completely different from the twelve witch gods outside.

After a short stick of incense, there is no trace of mourning in the painting.

A golden sword burst out of the air and crashed to the ground.

There was a small sound, and a sword went down, and the ancient painting was torn apart by the Xuanyuan sword.

The small world was shattered, and Qin Feng reappeared in front of Gongsun He's eyes.

He looked at Qin Feng in surprise and said with an incredulous expression, "Tens of millions of dollars, you actually swallowed them all?" ”

Qin Feng smiled, "Thank you seniors for providing the Yuan Shen, the juniors are worried that they don't have the opportunity to break through, and they can't imagine that they can get such a large amount of wealth here!" ”

The Xuanguang array on his body had obviously broken through to the middle stage of the Mahayana Sutra, and it was even more powerful than just now.

The Yuan Shen is the spiritual power, and ordinary people can't swallow the Yuan Shen directly, after all, there are all kinds of seven emotions and six desires in the Yuan Shen, and the Buddhism has become a karmic fire.

One primordial god is still like this, let alone tens of millions of primordial gods.

Qin Feng didn't care, the twelve witch gods could filter some impurities, and all the rest were the essence of life.

Gongsun He's heart and lungs were about to explode, and after accumulating for tens of thousands of years, he finally refined the magic weapons, but he didn't expect to make a wedding dress for Qin Feng.

With a wave of his hand, a fiery red lotus flew up and suppressed Qin Feng in the air.

Gongsun He shouted wildly, "Thief, the old man, this fire lotus has not been used for a long time. It is also your blessing that you can die under this magic weapon! ”

Red Lotus Shangye Fire Ten Thousand Ways, all of which are refined by absorbing the fire of men and women.

Ordinary people are burned in this fire, and it is difficult to insist on a sucking vein blood vessel burst, and the spirit is chaotic and dies.

Qin Feng just smiled faintly, "Your faction has some relationship with the Buddhist family after all. ”

"Hum, well, what, horn, mic!"

A Buddha chanted in a voice, Qin Feng pinched the trick with both hands, and typed out the six-character mantra of Amitabha Buddha one by one.

The six-high golden body appeared behind him, as if the Buddha had descended into the world, guarding the top of Qin Feng's head.

As soon as the red lotus fell, it was held in his hand by the golden Buddha body.

The light of the Buddha and the fire inside blended and collided with each other, and with a loud bang, the red lotus suddenly shook, turned into powder, and dispersed in the air.

Gongsun He's stomach was hot, and he spat out a mouthful of stuffy blood.

His three magic weapons, Refining Desire Ding, Zhu Yan White Bone Painting, and Red Lotus Bathing in Fire, were all broken by Qin Feng.

This kind of thing simply made him a little incredible.

He tore through the space and dodged to escape.

The twelve witch god spells on Qin Feng's body rushed out at the same time, and Di Jiang waved his hand to close the space again.

The other witch gods couldn't wait to pounce on it, forming a large array of twelve heavenly witch gods, completely trapping Gongsun He in it. (To be continued.) )