The two were swept away by the ripples of the collision, and they were quite tragic.

The aura on their bodies suddenly faded.

Seems evenly matched.

However, at this time, in Yu Wencheng's hand, an item appeared again, which was a drop of silver-white blood.

This drop of blood appeared, and a shadow that exuded a monstrous killing aura appeared in the void.

Even if it's just a phantom, it exudes a momentum that looks at all directions.

A strong divine aura erupted through the heavens and the earth.

For a time, on the square in front of the Scripture Pavilion, an endless frenzy was set off, like a stormy wave in the depths of the sea, which was very terrifying.

This phantom is a true powerhouse of the ancient god race.

Even if there are only five leaf marks in the center of the eyebrows, they are genuine immortal gods and demons.

And at least it's the gods and demons of the Immortal Sevenfold Building.

Even if it is just an insignificant drop of ordinary blood, it has the power to shatter the Void Avenue and shatter the world.

Without saying a word, Yu Wencheng had already swallowed this drop of blood into his mouth.

In an instant, a monstrous blood qi burst out from Yu Wencheng's body, and the already terrifying little giant's body swelled again in an instant.

Even, in the center of his eyebrows, there were vague illusory leaves.

In an instant, his momentum increased several times.

Yu Wencheng's head was bruised and extremely hideous.

The bloodline of the ancient god clan is strong, and it will continue to expel the human blood from the warrior's body.

In particular, the direct devouring of the blood of the ancient gods, the aura of the ancient gods that exploded in an instant, and the high evaporation of the blood of the human race.

It felt like a cramp and skinned deep into the bone marrow.

Endless resentment and monstrous murderous intent suddenly burst out, forming a terrifying wave of qi that crushed everything.

At this time, Xiao Qi's face really changed color, and there was an endless cool breath in his heart.

Especially when the spear in Yu Wencheng's hand stabbed out again.

This shot is a bit scary. All things in heaven and earth seem to be sinking under the destruction of guns.

"I think of running in the sunset, that is my lost youth!"

A little memory flashed in Xiao Qi's pupils.

In the face of Yu Wencheng's cheating, Xiao Qi had no means to resist.

Seeing that spear light, it was constantly enlarged in the pupils, and there was no way to return to the sky.

Her heart became calmer and calmer, and everything in her life flickered in her mind.

Suddenly, a faint smile crossed her face.

"My relationship with Qin Feng doesn't seem to be so good, it seems a little worthless to bury my own lives for a few of his children. ”

Xiao Qi couldn't help but complain in his heart.

also recalled that the first time I talked to Qin Feng, the other party's "little sister", her face was a little speechless, and it was funny.

"It's just a little brother, what kind of garlic to pretend!"

Xiao Qi blurted out.

"What little brother? little sister, you're fighting to the death right now, it's always bad to lose your mind!"

At this moment, the familiar words "little sister" sounded again, making Xiao Qi stunned.

"It has been said that when you are about to die, you think of those closest to you. He came to my mind. Now, even the auditory hallucinations are his voice, am I in a spell?"

Xiao Qi couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

"Little sister, you have a lot of drama. ”

Needless to say, it was Qin Feng who spoke at this time.

He stretched out his palm and held Xiao Qi in his arms, and the whole person stood in the deepest part of the storm whirlpool.

A golden light burst out from his chest, manifesting a supreme golden bell.

Countless mystical divine patterns appeared on the golden bell jar, and despite the raging storms around them, they could not tear the golden bell jar apart.

And Xiao Qi didn't realize that he was dead at all until he was picked up.

Looking at the square figure in front of him, Xiao Qi was a little intoxicated.

But thinking of the brainless words just now, her face blushed a little.

Of course, she also has a more objective understanding of Qin Feng's strength.

Just the golden bell jar can burst out with infinite power, how powerful will Qin Feng's invincible sword dao be?

"Golden bell jar, it turns out that you are Qin Feng. No, the five-colored sacred cow, I seem to have discovered a secret. In the secret realm of the Ten Thousand Stele Forest, the Ximen Blowing Snow who subdued the five-colored sacred cow should also be you! Interesting! It's really interesting! Presumably, if this news is disseminated, it should have a good impact. ”

Ximen blowing snow to bury many Dragon family warriors is just a small thing.

The reserve god son of the sacred mountain is a nest, riding a five-colored sacred cow, the dignified roc is regarded as a canary, and the tengu clan is regarded as a mastiff.

Many of the gods of the mountain are regarded as the most delicious food.

Any one of them touches on the true taboo of Mount Kinabalu.

"Looks like I'm going to kill people too!"

Qin Feng's smile was a little cold.

"Killing people and killing people? just to resist my random blow, and to be the king yourself?

Yu Wencheng sneered.

The spear slashed towards Qin Feng.

Facing the scene of destroying the world, Qin Feng was indifferent, like a fearless fighter.

The storm swept over the sky.

Qin Feng only had a knife in his heart.

He believes in his knife and is willing to put everything in his hands.

Knife out!

Silent!

It didn't have any brilliance, it was ordinary, not even a little sharp.

It's not ordinary!

Because it doesn't have a bit of a sharp aura on its body.

After all, even the most ordinary spirit weapon will exude its own halo edge.

And the pig-killing knife in Qin Feng's hand turned out to be like a mouthful of iron.

In other words, its ordinariness is the greatest unusual.

Sure enough, it's really not ordinary.

The light of the sword slashed through the raging storm, without a single pause. It's as easy as piercing a layer of window paper.

With the sword light as the boundary, heaven and earth seem to be divided into two parts.

It's a strange feeling, the sword light is like a mirror, the separate worlds are symmetrical to each other.

It looks beautiful, but in Yu Wencheng's heart, there is a strange awkwardness.

For a while, even my heart became messy.

Suddenly, an incomprehensible panic made his face turn ugly. Even give birth to a delusion.

If he didn't dodge, he was likely to be shattered by the sword light in front of him.

At this time, some legends about Qin Feng flashed in his mind.

Shenshan prepares the Holy Son of the Divine Son, the Holy Son of the True Yang Gate Taibai Sword Sect, and the Dragon Family Professional Association and other organizations that have been slapped in the face.

Coupled with the horror of this seemingly ordinary knife in front of him, Yuwen Cheng gave birth to a heart of retreat.

"As long as the news that Ximen Blowing Snow and Qin Feng are one person spreads, and some people take his life, there is no need for me to fight for life and death!"

It's also an excuse to back off. On Yu Wencheng's body, mysterious lines suddenly rose up, crisscrossing together and evolving into a magic circle.

Without saying a word, he had already stepped into the magic circle.