DeathForest, one of the few Jedi in the purple microdistrict, is almost identical to the mass graves and ghost mounds. This place is not a battlefield. No one knows why it formed, and no one can see through it.

At this moment, the power of this Jedi's Yin Demon was terrifying, and even the sky changed color.

"The van, inside... Someone seems to ......"

Fairy moon and snow-white face dancing.

She stood behind Bingxin, pulling Bingxin's skirt tightly, and her delicate body couldn't help but tremble.

"There's a guy?!"

Jiang Fanxiao's face changed slightly.

When he returned to Wei Zi from Xianxing, his old friend was in pain. He used to come here to find Chen Yifeng. At that time, he found the bloody coffin in Black Rock Mountain and felt its horror. On top of that, he had fought with the Oni Clan's Yin Zi, and the other party had summoned a similar coffin.

At this moment, Xianyue Dance's words immediately made him feel a very demonic feeling.

"Boom!"

Ahead, powerful gods can constantly fluctuate and spread, and the king of the Celestial Clan is struggling fiercely.

"Damn it, let me go!"

The King of the Celestial Clan roared.

By this time, his sense of calm in the heights had vanished, replaced by infinite fear. As he gets closer and closer to the Black Rock Mountain, his struggle becomes more and more intense, as if this is the source of destruction.

"Don't bother, you can't leave here today!Do you think my fifty arrows are in vain?In your current state, do you still want to get rid of the shackles of the spatial avatar?daydream!"

Jiang Fanxiao said coldly.

He knew that even if he had a quasi-saint warrior, it would be difficult for him to slash the powerful existence of Luo Tian's Eight Heavens Peak. He has calculated everything. He trapped the Kingofskyclan with his plan to bind the heavens, dragged him to this place, and repeatedly shot arrows with a quasi-holy bow, shattering the body of the king of the Celestial Clan, causing him to lose the strength to resist the domination of the sacred space.

It's all about throwing it into the Blackstone Mountain ahead.

"Damn ants, do you dare to cover your seat!"

The King of the Celestial Clan roared.

If he was in his heyday, Yuan Ye Xue's spatial incarnation would definitely not be able to trap him. But now, his body has been destroyed and severely damaged. For a moment, he couldn't get rid of the terrifying divine power outside his body.

"Damn it! Stop, you ants!"

He kept screaming, his words full of panic.

The bloody coffin in front of the mouth rises and falls in the chaos, and the powerful air conditioning is terrifying. When approaching, the flesh and blood of the King of the Celestial Clan could hardly squirm and was completely suppressed, as if it had been frozen.

"Xiao Xue, throw him directly into it. ”

Jiang Fanxiao said.

He was already terrified of this damn coffin. If it weren't for Luo Tian's Eighth Heaven Heavenly Realm King being too powerful, he wouldn't have come here at all. But at this moment, with the dance of Xianyue just now, the more he felt the incomparable demonic evil in this blood coffin.

"Good!"

Yuan Ye Snow nodded.

She gritted her silver teeth. The purple glow in her eyes was bright. The space near Blackstone Mountain is heavily distorted. A cloud of white mist swayed, directly shaking the king of the Celestial Clan into the Black Stone Mountain.

"No! Pull this seat back!"

The King of the Celestials was terrified.

However, this is clearly not possible.

After Yuan Ye's snow threw him into the stone mountain, Jiang Fanxiao directly waved his hand, wrapping the three women in an instant and retreating, leaving the dead Jedi in an instant, staring in this direction from a distance.

"Damn it!"

The King of the Celestials roared and panicked.

His flesh shook violently, slicing out the source of the flames, trying to escape.

"Boom!"

However, just then, a dramatic voice came out, as if a sacred drum had been beaten.

On the Black Stone Mountain, the coffin with blurred flesh and blood in his mouth shook suddenly, and endless blood spread out from the coffin, like blood pressure, and suddenly shrouded the Eightfold Heavenly King of the Heavenly Clan.

"Buzz!"

Where the stone was, a dark and evil mist continued to spread, and the whole purple changed color.

"Damn it!"

In the meantime, the king of the Celestial Clans roared in terror.

He burst out with the most terrifying divine power, the realm expanded, the artifact flew out, his body frantically burned with the origin of life, and in the blink of an eye he erupted with terrifying terrifying power.

"Let go of me!"

He was yelling.

The blazing sunlight continued to emanate from his body, shaking the whole world.

This kind of power is too terrifying, even if it is stronger than Jiang Fan Xiao, he has some heart palpitations.

However, in the deepest part of the Forest of Death, in the Blackstone Mountain, the covered blood wave was not affected in the slightest, as if the terrifying magical power of the Celestial King was just a faint wisp of flame, directly destroying it.

"Ahh

In an instant, the King of the Celestial Clan let out the most terrifying scream.

The waves of blood enveloped him inside, encircled him, and dragged him towards the bloody coffin. Among them, the king of the Celestial Clan turned around and saw something by chance. His face changed suddenly, and his eyes were full of fear.

"No, no, no, help me!

He screamed in horror, his eyes full of despair and fear, his right hand exposed to the waves of blood, scratching hard.

However, everything is useless.

Waves of blood swirled around his body and walked towards the depths of the Black Rock Mountain without any pause...

"Uh... Yes... Ah......h

The King of the Heavenly Clan screamed without fear at all, and looked in the direction of Jiang Fanxiao and the others.

"Help me, help me... Yes... Ah......h

In this wave of blood, a king as powerful as him, at the peak of Luo Tian Yaetian, seemed to be like a little child, without any resistance. At this time, his hair turned white, his face wrinkled, and the essence of life leaked out in a frenzy.

"Hiss!"

Looking at this scene, Fan Xiao couldn't help but gasp.

What a monster!

"It's horrible. ”

Immediately next to it, Yuan Ye Snow shrunk his neck, hid behind Jiang Fanxiao, and danced with his hands. This scene is too terrifying, let alone them, even Bing Xin's face turned pale, and she was really shocked by this scene.

"No... Ah, let go of me, let go of me!"

In the Forest of Death, the kings of the eighth heaven of the Celestial Race screamed in despair and fear.

By this time, his body had withered like a mummy thousands of years ago. Those students had sunk into it, and the radiance of life in their eyes was extremely low, like a tiny flame in the wind, extinguishing little by little.

"Help me... Rescue... Save ......"

Gradually, his voice became hoarse, then weak, and finally faded away...

"Rumble!"

On the Black Rock Mountain, waves of blood rolled and melted back into a bloody coffin.

Jiang Fanxiao stood in the distance and said that God's eyes were open. He clearly saw the mighty celestial realm in the mountains. The indestructible battle body immediately shivered, and his back was cold. Not long ago, he was the unparalleled king at the peak of the Chung Yeung Festival in Luotian. Even if he was a quasi-holy warrior, he couldn't kill him. But at this time, in just a few dozen breaths, the other party turned into a mummy, without a spark of life, and directly hit the Black Rock Mountain...