"Go! Tongtian vine, help the purple old man! Monsanto formed the Dharma Seal and shot three drops of blood towards the Tongtian vine.

"Hee-hee-hee, it's been a long time since I've tasted blood. Xiaoshan, can I handle all the essence of this prey in the end? ”

Meng San, who had just dripped three drops of hard work, replied with a bright smile: "Yes, even if you swallow him!" ”

"Hee-hee-hee, good! Then I'll go! Delicious food I'm coming! Come into the arms of Lord Tongtian! "The vine is huge, but it doesn't move slowly.

Miao Junfeng stopped his attack on Zijin and turned his gaze to the rushing Tongtian vine.

"What a big breath! Tsuten-sama is also what you can call him? Miao Junfeng stepped on one foot and slashed at it with his sword.

In Master's lineage, the name of the Tongtian Sect Master appears more than once. Although Master and he did not have a real master-apprentice status, his old man helped Master a lot.

"Death! Realm of the Dead! Miao Junfeng threw his arm and smashed the undead death sword into Tongtian Teng's body.

"Poof", the Undead Death Sword was like an injected solvent, and in half a breath, it swam into the body of Tongtian Vine along the wound.

"What did you do to me?" Tongtenten's face became extremely distorted, and a row of sharp teeth also glowed with cold light under its hideous appearance, appearing in front of everyone's eyes.

"Self-contained is not on the outside, but also on the inside. Aren't you calling yourself Lord Tongtian? If you can't cope with this little means, I advise you to come from where you come and where you go! ”

"Xiaoshan, give me a few more drops of effort, otherwise, I won't be able to break this barrier." Tongtian snarled at Monsan.

"Xiaoshan, I advise you to stand still and don't move, just your little longevity is not enough for me to toss in the death world." Miao Junfeng kindly reminded him, and then he turned his gaze to Ink Ash.

The moment Ink Ash looked at Miao Junfeng's gaze, he took the initiative to attack him. I understand the principle of striking first, and I can't show mercy to him.

As a fairyland power, he has never seen any wind and waves, and an enemy like him has not encountered a thousand, but at least eight hundred.

The gray aura forms a defensive shield on the surface of Ink Ash's body, and if you want to hurt Ink Ash, you must first break through this defensive shield. And this layer of defense shield is not composed of ink ash's own spiritual power, it is a derivation of the power of heaven and earth.

Cultivating to the Immortal Sacred Realm, the use of the power of heaven and earth will be smoother, and the mystery of the law has basically been understood.

Facing the ink ash that attacked with the power of heaven and earth, Miao Junfeng grinned and also swung his fist.

If you are even afraid of death, then you should give up the way of enlightenment!

"How daring!" Mo Gray praised Miao Junfeng on his lips, but he was never soft-hearted.

There was a muffled sound of "dong", and Miao Junfeng and Ink Gray's fists collided together.

At this time, Miao Junfeng felt a huge crushing force filling his whole body. Compared to the vast world, he is small after all.

"Heaven and earth are not as big as my heart, and the world of heaven and earth is infinitely powerful, but it is not as powerful as me.

One leaf and one world, and even more so I am not a leaf, but a cultivator. Cultivators cultivate the way of heaven and realize themselves. It can be in line with the sky, or against the sky, and it can be converted in a moment. ”

Seeing Miao Junfeng frozen in place, Ink Ash triumphantly withdrew his fist and stood with his hands in his hands.

"Miao Ming, Miao Ming, you are not a fairyland power after all. How can you experience the mystery of fairyland? I don't know what kind of law the old man is cultivating, so it's really unwise to go head-to-head with the old man! ”

"Oh? Then I don't know which one you are cultivating? Miao Junfeng shook his neck and winked at Mo Gray.

"This, how is this possible! Miaoming, you should be calmed! Mo Shen was taken aback by Miao Junfeng's words and deeds, and he was originally a tall man, but in a blink of an eye, he became a frightened old man.

"What's impossible about that? The world is so big, there are many strange people and strange things! Don't think that your cultivation can be on the table, in the eyes of the old decay, your cultivation is only worthy of the old decay to carry shoes.

Your cultivation is good, but it's a pity that the path of the undead is so easy to understand? If you don't have the consciousness of death, don't you think you're dreaming if you want to realize this way?

There are three thousand avenues in the world, and each one has many laws. The easier it is to comprehend the law, the better it is to comprehend the ultimate path.

Ink Ash, do you believe that as long as the old man snaps his fingers, the gray phoenix you summoned will turn into powder? ”

Miao Junfeng stared at Mo Ash, who didn't reply, and then smiled and said, "Since you don't believe it, let you see it and open your eyes." ”

After a snap of his fingers, the gray phoenix that was fighting with the goshawk suddenly turned into powder scattered in the wind.

Mo Shen was stunned on the spot, and it was only at this moment that he knew what kind of enemy he was facing. It would be unwise to be an enemy of him.

"Nope! I don't want to die yet! Tongtian vine let out a miserable scream, "pop", and the whole vine decomposed from the inside out, and finally, turned into fertilizer in one place.

The death of Tongtian Teng made Monsan, which is closely related to it, suffer a serious backlash.

A mouthful of old blood spurted out of "Wow", and Monsan's trembling bitterness was supported in place. He is unwilling, even if he doesn't have the strength to fight, he has to see the final outcome.

After cleaning up the two, there is still the last one left, and he is very interested in his wonderful handsome style. He was curious to know how the mutated battle qi could do this.

Endless death surrounded Miao Junfeng's side, and the cold and ruthless world of death was clearly displayed in Miao Junfeng's eyes. He is a king from the world of the dead, and he is a reaper of ruthless indifference.

Miao Junfeng doesn't like trouble, so after facing Zijin again, Miao Junfeng used his mental power. He believed that with Zijin's spiritual cultivation, he would not be able to parry his own spiritual attack at all.

Sure enough, under the attack of Miao Junfeng's spiritual power, Zijin didn't hold on for a while, he threw away his armor, and the battle qi on his body instantly turned into puffs of green smoke and scattered away.

"Hey, hey!" Miao Junfeng stepped over and came to him, and then, with a sharp kick, kicked him aside.

In the next moment, Miao Junfeng's figure flashed, came to Meng Shan's body, and under his gaze, a "bang" kick kicked him on Zijin's body.

Needless to say, Ink Ash can't escape the same fate. However, he was much luckier than Zijin and Monsan, at least he had two meat shields underneath him.

"Drink!" Maybe it's not enough, Miao Junfeng flew up, and his feet stood on the back of the ink ash.

"Hmmm! That's what makes it cool! Only by trampling you under your feet can you clearly realize that in this world, there are some people you cannot afford to offend. ”