"Poof......

Qian Mu vomited blood, he was punched in the chest by Qin Nanming, and he was hit hard, he couldn't resist it, and he was about to be destroyed.

The other powerhouses were also very uncomfortable, struggling in the thunder sea, resisting with all their might, and their faces gradually turned pale.

Everyone looked at the man in the silver mask in the thunder sea in horror, and their hearts were extremely shaken.

It's so powerful!

Qin Nanming raised his hand, like a self-respecting god of war, and the Dao sword qi slashed out, making these people unable to resist at all, only a large mouthful of blood spurted, and one by one they were seriously injured and dying.

"You will all be turned into nourishment for my blood dragon qi!"

Blood dragon qi, as if he had already felt the killing intent brought by death.

That's its favorite thing.

Led by blood, born in the midst of death and killing.

Hongmeng Jue operated in Qin Nanming's body, forming an incomparably perfect cycle.

Hongmeng Jue is the most perfect legal decision, with a moderate atmosphere and righteousness.

The Blood Dragon Technique was also stimulated.

Qin Nanming chose to re-cultivate the Hongmeng Jue, even under the reconciliation of the mysterious scriptures, his cultivation was always the Hongmeng Jue that prevailed.

Now, the Blood Dragon Technique has been stimulated, and Qin Nanming has comprehended more of the Blood Dragon Technique, and his Dao has begun to evolve.

The black hair danced wildly, the endless thunder bloomed, and Qin Nanming was like a killing god.

The inscription of Xuan Ao appeared on his body, and the Dao patterns were intertwined on his body, which was the supreme avenue, which made people want to worship it vigorously.

The red iron chain also appeared on Qin Nanming's body, like a phantom, and like a substance.

Hongmeng Jue, and the Blood Dragon Technique, began to intertwine.

Qin Nanming closed his eyes, evolving, deducing, mysterious scriptures appeared in his heart, reconciling and evolving the two methods into his own way.

Hongmeng Jue is righteousness!

Blood dragon art, it's killing!

One white and one red, ancient words emerged, intertwined on Qin Nanming's body, and slowly merged.

Qin Nanming's mind turned back and forth, thinking and deducing, but it became clearer and clearer, as if he understood something.

"That's what I do."

There is no righteousness, no evil, he is Qin Nanming, he is self-respecting, decisive in killing, and stepping out of his own supreme road in the midst of indomitable progress.

"It's time for it to end!"

Qin Nanming's evolution ended, and his eyes suddenly opened, killing two cold rays.

Thunder rolls and destroys everything.

"Poof!"

All the people were hit hard, blood gushed out, and large pieces of flesh and blood exploded on their bodies, and the blood was dripping with blood, and the bones were visible deeply, and it was extremely bloody.

A seventh-layer powerhouse of a holy martial artist who didn't know his name, his body exploded directly, completely losing his vitality.

"Lost, Pavilion Master, did you expect this scene?"

Wang Baichen stood behind him and asked in a deep voice.

"Did you lose?"

Wen Feng sneered, and his face became distorted.

"Pavilion Master, what do you mean?"

All the alchemy masters were shocked.

Smelling the wind, but he stopped talking.

"You're right, it's time for everything to end!"

Above the sky, endless wind and clouds gathered, covering the sky and the sun, and most of the sky was stirring, and the scene was extremely vast.

Suddenly, a golden light shot out from the clouds.

These clouds, as if forming a ladder, shone with golden light, like a road to the sky.

A figure slowly walked out of the clouds.

"He, who is he?"

In the bustling northern city, countless people looked up at this scene, looked at that figure, and lost their voices.

This momentum is too vast and majestic, like a god descending from the earth, and he does not dare to have the slightest blasphemy.

On the top of the stairs, the figure walked step by step.

"After all, I need to make a move, so it should be over!"

The figure didn't seem to like nonsense, and said indifferently as if in control.

"You're right, it's time for it to end!"

Qin Nanming also lost patience.

This person is very strong, so let's turn it into nourishment for his blood dragon qi! The black heavenly bow suddenly appeared in Qin Nanming's hand.

Who is this person?

The hearts of the people shook wildly.

Just a voice, a back, makes people's hearts tremble, and breathing is forbidden.

"It's a ...... The powerhouse of the eighth layer of the Holy Warrior! ”

Someone said in a deep voice, and there was a tremor in his tone.

The eighth layer of the Holy Warrior is terrifying.

Among the eight major sects, only half of the sects are dedicated to the powerhouses of the eighth layer of holy warriors, which are the eight major sects.

Even in the Quartet Hall, the eighth layer of the Holy Warrior is an incomparably terrifying existence.

"Who the hell is he? There are only a handful of eighth-layer masters of the Holy Martial Artist in the Ancient Martial Realm! ”

Someone exclaimed.

Everyone fell silent, thinking, guessing who this person was.

Although there are not many powerhouses in the eighth layer of the Holy Warrior, these powerhouses are generally hidden from the world, and it is rare to see them, and everyone doesn't know who they are for a while.

"I know, he's a sword master, the clouds are flying!"

Suddenly, someone shouted.

The clouds are flying!

The hearts of the people were shaken as if they had been struck with a heavy hammer.

"Sword Saint Cloud Flying, that's a character from a hundred years ago, a thunder sword, slashing the sky and destroying the earth!"

"The clouds are flying, how many years have they not appeared? The sword more than ten years ago, he split the mountain with a sword, and has been worshiped by countless warriors so far! ”

"Yes, Beiyu Medicine Pavilion, I actually invited this person out, what a big price should I pay?"

Everyone shouted excitedly, telling the identity of this person, and his deeds were even more shocking and shocking.

He didn't expect that the Beiyu Medicine Pavilion was so profound that even Yun Feiyang could be moved.

"Pavilion Master, is this your last resort?"

Wang Baichen's face changed wildly, and he said in a low voice.

"I said that Beiyu Medicine Pavilion will not be defeated, hundreds of years of heritage, not just a mere Dongfang Pride can be shaken!"

"Dongfang Ao, there is no choice but to surrender!"

Hearing the wind, he turned around, sneered, and looked at Wang Baichen proudly.

In his eyes, Wang Baichen had been completely conquered by Dongfang Ao, who had unparalleled alchemy skills and terrifying strength.

He, the pavilion master of the Beiyu Medicine Pavilion, is completely incomparable, as long as he goes against Dongfang Ao, he is doomed to failure.

But he was not convinced, he invited Yun Feiyang, a strong man of the eighth layer of the Holy Warrior, this is his last hole card, Dongfang Ao, how to deal with it?

Wang Baichen, just an alchemy master, knows a fart!

Wang Baichen's eyes flickered, and he had some doubts in his heart, did Beiyu Medicine Pavilion really have such a big face? Can even the clouds fly out?

"Pavilion Master, do we really have such a friendship with Yun Feiyang?"

An alchemy master asked.

"Hmph, you'll find out later!"

Wen Feng sneered, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

This is the most correct decision he made, otherwise, today he would have really been overturned by this Dongfang Ao.

"Pavilion Master, I don't know, how did you invite Yun Feiyang, but is such a strong man really something that our Beiyu Medicine Pavilion can control? Beware of setting yourself on fire, Pavilion Master! ”

Wang Baichen said very worriedly, and his heart was very anxious.

"Shut up!"

Wen Feng's face distorted, and a cold glint shot out of his eyes.

"I see, you're worried about Dongfang Ao!"

"The Medicine Pavilion has cultivated you for many years, this Dongfang Ao, just instructed you for a few days, and you are on his side, ungrateful guy, get out!"

The internal force erupted and turned into a big hand of internal force, directly lifting Wang Baichen away with one palm.

Wang Baichen got up from the ground, his face was a little pale, and he said in a deep voice: "Pavilion Master, I am indeed thinking about the Beiyu Medicine Pavilion. Dongfang is arrogant, it's too demonic! ”

"Get out!"

Wang Baichen flew out upside down again.

Now.

Above the sky, Qin Nanming held a black heavenly bow, which was incomparably pure and simple, but it seemed to contain all things, with an inexplicable rhyme.

Even if he hadn't drawn the bow yet, Qin Nanming could feel the terrifying power contained in it.

"What level of magic weapon is this Heavenly Bow? If I shoot a sword with all my might, I wonder if I can pierce the sky and destroy a city? ”

Qin Nanming thought in his heart.