For three days, Fufeng only had his hair and robe moving, and finally he even stopped breathing.

......

At this time, Mo Tianlong, the empress, and the masters of the pseudo-demon clan all gathered together.

Kang Xuan, who killed the palace, and a deep and introverted young man sat there, cold as a peerless sword, if he didn't see it with his own eyes, he would really think he was a sword.

He is the second-ranked existence in the killing palace, nicknamed 'Fierce Wolf', this son is specifically responsible for cleaning up the king of people, he has no absolute strength, he is not qualified to bear this task at all, this time he was invited to dispatch, but also to clean up the king of people in the finals in the fair.

The fierce wolf sat there, and even Kang Xuan felt the inexplicable pressure, and he didn't even dare to look at him directly.

The fierce wolf was motionless, holding an ancient fierce sword, and the fierce sword stood next to the chair, one meter two high, half a finger wide, and all the gods and demons were engraved on it, and this sword was handed down by the gods and demons themselves.

"The order was passed down from the Killing Palace, this time in the finals, Li Fufeng, Li Jinyin, Qin Tianwen, and Jiang Tianyun must die. The fierce wolf didn't squint, looking at the stone pillar in front of him, and he didn't even look at the empress and the others.

The empress smiled slightly and replied, "This is your responsibility, there is no need to tell me, etc." ”

"I need your cooperation, are those people the strongest in your clan? The wolf replied coldly.

Mo Tianlong, the empress, the Shura Supreme, the ghost saint and others all had a cluster between their eyebrows, this fierce wolf is too faceless.

However, the fierce wolf represents the killing palace, and it represents the Jiugongling, and the Jiugongling represents the highest interests of the gods and demons, and they really can't say anything.

"Don't worry about it, even if the old man's disciple is not a genius in the sky, but it is no problem after fighting those human kings, not to mention that the old man has already passed on the ghost king technique to him the day before yesterday, and gave him Daigo empowerment, and then go out of the mountain, you may also be a waste in his eyes!" the ghost saint replied coldly.

Wow......

The eyes of the fierce wolf looked at the ghost saint with a devouring light, and it was extremely cold.

The ghost saint's face was pale and his eyes were empty, and at this time he raised an evil smile and said hoarsely, "The kid doesn't know what to say, do you think that you are the second disciple of the palace who killed you, and the old man will not dare to kill you?"

The dignified ghost saint, even if the palace master of Jiugongling is here, he has to call him a ghost brother for face, this fierce wolf dares to provoke the majesty of these big guys, I don't know if he is stupid or he has a background.

Recite......

The fierce wolf's big hand shook the hilt of the sword, the blade of the sword was unsheathed, and a word was engraved on the front of the blade.

"Give"

There is only one word, but it makes several bigwigs creepy.

Goodo......

The empress swallowed a mouthful of saliva and sat in a serious posture.

This sword was given by the 'king', and this 'gift' represents everything, and the fierce wolf holds the weapon given by the 'king', which means that he is the registered disciple of the 'king', who dares to kill?

"Amitabha, the old man has found a genius, there is a disciple of the Heavenly Buddha root in the Spirit Buddha Mansion of the East Shenzhou, and the comprehension of the Buddha is quite surprising, during this time, the old man did not let him participate in the preliminary and semi-finals, and he was in retreat, cultivated for about a year, and his strength has increased greatly, and the Buddhism has penetrated to the Hinayana realm, and he can take on a big responsibility. "The Buddha is shining brightly, but he is not holy at this time.

Mu Feng?

That Mu Feng in Dongshenzhou, who was drunk, prostitute/prostitute by Fufeng Pit, did what he should have done and what he shouldn't do, and it was precisely because of Fufeng's tips that he took a shortcut to his understanding of Buddhism, and his cultivation was twice as effective with half the effort.

"This son's name is Mu Feng, and the old man has already recommended it to the chief priest of the Killing Palace, and he may be able to become a disciple of the Killing Palace. The Buddha said in a deep voice.

The corners of Mo Tianlong's mouth raised a touch of disdain, in his opinion, the world's heroes are not as good as Mo Xian alone, because Mo Xian's memory is opening step by step, her strength is unimaginably fast, and it is so powerful that it is beyond limit, as for King Mo Xuan, as long as he marries Luo Ling'er, there will be two Mo family members in the top three positions of this younger generation.

The fierce wolf didn't want to hear what they explained at all, so he stood up strongly, turned his back to a few big guys, and said in a cold voice, "Since that's the case, then cooperate with this seat to kill the other disciples of the Holy Court, and as for those four, this seat will personally take action." ”

Wow......

Shout......

The fierce wolf stepped out in one step, and the figure collapsed, and the speed was incomprehensible.

"The Mystery of the Wind......"

Mo Tianlong's pupils shrank, and he muttered to himself.

The ghost saint's face was embarrassed, this fierce wolf was a little outrageously strong, in case he became the king, this ghost cultivator would definitely be liquidated because of what he just said.

Hum ......

The empress stretched her waist, snorted, and said charmingly, "Since the fierce wolf has made a move, let's sit and wait, it's a pity, this palace still wants to accept Li Fufeng, such a handsome man, less." ”

Hum!

Several other bigwigs snorted coldly and left with disdain.

It seems that the spokespersons of the gods, demons, immortals and Buddhas are not very compatible, they are just entangled for temporary interests, and the real gods, demons, immortals and Buddhas are even more discordant, they all want to suppress each other, and their fights are more ferocious.

......

In the immortal city, a little monk looked around with thieves in his eyes, and his figure was elegant, as if he wanted to avoid some people.

Wow......

Shout......

The little monk found a place where no one was, wrapped his bald head in a turban, and then slightly corrected his face, and walked towards the Qingnu Building openly.

"It's been a long time since I've experienced the demon, hehe, it's still the eldest brother, I haven't seen him for a long time, the next time I see him, I must let him experience the taste of the demon. ”

Mu Feng, the little monk is the little pitiful one in Dongshenzhou, who was taken crooked by Fufeng and Yeqing, and secretly entered the Qingnu Building whenever he was free.

I don't know if the Buddha knows that the little monk he has cultivated with all his heart actually worships Fufeng and Ye asked, what will he think, he must be very broken.

Rub and rub......

Mu Feng was unstoppable, rushed into the Qingnu Building, and said loudly, "Prepare ten demons for me...... Ahem, lady, I want the best, it's okay to have a banshee......"

Wow......

Shout......

Mu Feng dropped a sentence and rushed to the private room on the roof, familiar with the road.

......

Fufeng never imagined that Mu Feng would become so thorough!

At this time, Fufeng felt extremely mentally exhausted, sneezed fiercely, and woke up quietly, his face was vigorous, his eyes were full of vicissitudes, as if he had lived for hundreds of years, and the power in his body was even more dry, and the divine light was not there.

"Who's missing me?"

Fu Feng frowned, took two life-level treasure pills from his hands, rubbed them directly, swallowed them all, and sealed the treasure medicine with both hands, and the power in his body was full.

The third plant, the fourth plant......

There is too much power that can be stored in Fufeng's body, and if he wants to break through a small realm, he will consume endless resources, which is hundreds of times that of the same level, and it is strange that such an existence does not change its combat effectiveness.

It wasn't until the tenth life-level treasure medicine was refined that the divine light on the surface of Fufeng's body flowed, and his face was also bloody.

Wow......

Click......

Fufeng got up, took a light step, and the figure appeared thousands of meters away, a wisp of wind bound his legs, and where the wind went, it was his position.

"Interesting meaning of the wind. ”

Fufeng stretched his waist, moved his divine bones, pierced the void with his eyes, and saw the desolation in the depths of the galaxy.

(End of chapter)