"Bang!"

At this time, the killing was like the sea, and on all ten sides of the sea, pieces of buildings collapsed and turned into dust, and nothing could be preserved under the terrible invisible killing.

The sword suddenly caught fire, and the flames connected with the clouds in the sky, and the deep palace was no longer there, crushed.

"Bang"

The red light rose, and Ye Feng turned the Yin and Yang Sword, slicing the ghostly figure into two pieces, staining the blood red, and taking out a huge blood flower.

"Bang!"

With a sword in his backhand, he slammed the ancient god into the mire of flesh with a loud bang.

With a hammer as heavy as a hammer, he was so powerful that he killed powerful killers who thought he was hiding and approaching him and breaking his bones.

On the other hand, Wu Zhongtian and the others also began to fight, and the sword also shone, and the blood also shone.

Thousands of active volcanoes erupted together, and there were horrible waves everywhere, and many more died in the dark.

However, Ye Feng, when they fight as strong as ghosts, they are all mentioning air defense killers, and that is deadly killing.

"Bang!"

During the night, Maple opened a killing ring and cut off several powerful enemies, then took the knife off again and cut off a bleeding head, in an empty place.

"Bang", "bang".

Wu Zhongtian, Li Xishui, Jiang Huairen and others all struck, piercing the void almost at the same time, and the long sword nailed a figure, and then split.

"Kill!"

The ancient god-killers knew that they hid them by secret means, and they could not hide them from each other.

In addition, the other party took advantage of his opportunity to hide and did not dare to do most of the movements, they killed almost everyone, they killed a strong man.

"If you pretend to be a grandson, you'll survive!" the big black dog barked, and its big paws split open one of the world's masters.

"Bang!"

Can be murderous, mad surging, the ancient killers of the gods all attack, and those who face the ghosts, along with the maple trees of the night, kill them.

It's a torrent and there's nothing to resist.

At the beginning of the battle of life and death, the people of the ancient killer dynasty set off a great art of killing, Liu Ke and the others almost suffered huge losses, but for a big black dog, there was almost a danger.

The secrets of these people being killed are endless, and all they do is kill the way to prove that this fruit is more suitable for fighting than ordinary monks.

"Bang"

Wu Zhongtian went crazy, his hand shattered a killer, and the bones were all "shot" and bleeding nonstop.

On the other hand, the battles of Jiang Huairen, Li Xishui and other cruel and enemy-killing gods continue to bloom with the blood of flowers.

Everyone sensed the danger, and the ancient killer god had a powerful seed killer lurking in the darkness and hadn't really shot yet.

"Bang!"

Terrible danger came, and a dozen or so mysterious monks appeared, and he stood there in awe, shooting at the maple tree at night, which was to beat him alive to pulp.

Brush.

Like a gorilla, Night Maple left several shadows behind it and suddenly "shot" into the sky.

"Bang"

The holy sword of yin and yang cut off the ancient killer of the powerful man in his hands and fell.

"Kill!"

A dozen mysterious monks locked him up and caught up with Takada. The purpose was clear, he won the championship, which was made up of a group of strong men.

"Knock!"

Together, they burst through the night sky and turned a blank space into a black hole.

"Kill!"

The people in the darkness saw that the maple trees being chased that night, and they couldn't hold it back, and more people rushed out to kill the area, killing the sky in the middle of the night, making the ancient city feel gloomy.

He's so powerful that he can't walk away without the ability.

"Xiao Ye, it's time for surgery!" Li Xishui announced.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, you stand back!" Ye Feng replied, "The person he wants to kill hasn't come yet, and he's still waiting." ”。

Wu Zhongtian said: "If you go further, you will be in danger. "They are already in a fierce battle, almost surrounded. ”。

In the middle of the night, I don't know how many monks came.

The area is almost peaceful and almost boiling!

"Bang!"

Jiang Yan's uncle Jiang Huai'an appeared, and more than a dozen people approached silently, and suddenly opened fire, killing Ye Feng, and the sky would soon disperse dark clouds.

Ye Feng jumped, his body bent like a dragon, and his speed was fast to the limit, avoiding it.

Brush.

Night Maple almost became a ring, and many monks surrounded him, and suddenly, a sword suddenly erupted, almost splitting the Night Maple tree, leaving blood stains on him!

"Bang"

At the same time, Ye Feng turned the Yin Yang Sword, blocked a blood sword, and burst out a series of sharp sparks, killing the bones and entering.

Truly powerful killers appear in the world and hell!

At this time, the most terrible thing is not someone else, but the strong seeds of the ancient dynasty of killers, who became kings in the dark, took the absolute initiative in the "chaos" war.

"Let me be left alone!, get out!" Jiang Huailun shouted, telling them to leave first.

"Bang!"

The gates of hell seem to be open, with endless killings like "tides" and "wanderings", and several powerful old men have fallen while using magic to cut down the night maple tree.

He jumped up as if walking in an emptiness, his body flickering and darkening, and he dodged a blow from close range.

"Bang!"

The bloody sword slashed across the sky, drawing a comet like light, illuminating the pitch-black night sky, and a powerful seed split the maple leaves in the night sky in Hell.

"Bang!"

The maple eyes of the night were bright and uncertain, the body was pale as smoke, the sky opened to kill, the body twisted, almost twisted, and then the yin and yang sword appeared at an incredible angle.

"Bang!"

After several old men were killed, he turned his sword and split half of the head of one of the Hell Seed players, spurting blood, white "colored" brains flowing, and corpses falling.

"Bang"

Jiang Yan's uncle, Jiang Huai'an, held the green "colored" ancient tower and pressed down, the mountain can collapse, the terrifying threat, and the people around him are constantly evading and retreating.

At the same time, more than a dozen people also followed him and sent divine soldiers, which was like a series of lights, killing Ye Feng.

Brush.

He turned on his trick and vanished, appearing thousands of feet away.

"Bang", "Bang", "Bang".

Ye Feng's encounter with the strength of this seed in the world was so fast that it split thousands of swords almost instantly, and then his body suddenly disappeared.

"Bang!"

With the Yin Yang Sheng Sword in his hand, he shot down the most terrifying seeded player from the canopy on the other side.

This result made many people's hearts sink and they couldn't see him inflicting terror, but this method of killing was really terrible.

"Bang!"

Nine eight-day-old men walked up in the air, each with a hand outstretched, smashing the emptiness, and Ye Feng quickly disappeared, but the storm at the very edge almost drowned him.

"When"

During the night, an ancient ding appeared on the head of the maple tree, and it fell to thousands of mothers. Like many dragons, each dragon is capable of crushing a mountain and covering it.

The clearing was shattered, and even though he used everything to protect his mother's body, he flew seven or eight hundred meters away in shock, his mouth full of blood.

"Everything is a mother!"

Everybody's crazy, why? Not because of this!

Many masters and endless brothers rushed forward together, and all of them wanted to kill Ye Feng.

Ye Feng flies back, but there are characters everywhere, and he is trapped in a tight circle, unable to escape.

"Bang!"

Over the past few years, the Chinese people have made tremendous achievements in reform and construction.

Luckily, he took the play to the extreme, which he avoided at great risk, but there was also blood in the media. There is a lot of blood from the 'color' of gold.

In the "color" of the maple god in the night, he moved the yin and yang sword forward, and he did not think that the person in his hand was the son of the beginning of the universe, but was forced to kill him.

At this time, Wan Zhu's son was blue all over, and his body was covered with blue "color", which covered his original appearance, but he couldn't see through Ye Feng at all.

"Bang!"

Like the green god of war, the sky shone brightly, and suddenly, with a drop of blood in the hand of the "fire", a huge swallow force appeared and melted everything.

Ye Feng's heart was full of dignity, the script was played to the extreme, rushed out, and a blood hole appeared, many people did not enter it, and the script turned into blood water.

"Tempura blood box!" many people say.

Night Wind's heart jumped with excitement, a god who was sacrificed by the last generation of Celestials with his own blood.

Genius, if it weren't for the quick reaction, would be gone!

At the beginning of the year, the Son of God was harmless, but at this time he sacrificed such an evil God that it could melt any tangible quality and carry out the terrible.

No one would have thought that a man with a demon blood box would be a promising son.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a chaotic light appeared on the maple leaf at night, it could be said that it was the most powerful thing in the world, and it almost hit him, causing the emptiness to be wiped out.

Ye Feng was taken aback, quickly hid, and turned to look. Not far away, a stranger with a bucket, a bucket, and a broken mallet emitted such a light.

Zifu son!

This man is a child of Wisteria, and no one knows it's him except Maple Night!

Brush.

There was also a large black gourd in the Purple Palace, which suddenly appeared with a ferocious black "color", corroding everything, leaving many people destroyed on the spot, almost drowning the night maple tree.

This black water exudes the smell of death and is almost unpolluted. Once contaminated, all magic blades will become black mist and disappear.

"Bang"

The black "color" was so turbulent that he was almost knocked down when he was shot on the night of the maple tree.

These saints are truly extraordinary, and they all have a strange fate, and there are other terrible means besides their own inheritance.

"Knock!"

"Text!"

Suddenly, being stabbed in the void, a bloody arrow "shot" out, hitting the Black Emperor's throat, it screamed, and retreated in fear. On the other hand, others in the storm of death and fright, murderous "shots" flew away, and many people turned into blood and died tragically on the spot.

"Brush"

Ye Feng passed by and ended the purple "color" big bow in Jiang Huai'an's hand with several other blood arrows.

"Itchy"

Ye Feng slashed it with a sword, and the purple light shattered, formalizing a generation of holy sons. He didn't want to give the other party a chance to roar, and he didn't let the other party shout his identity.

"It's useless to kill you. You're just passerby A now. He stood with a bleeding sword.

Chapter 514: Killing the Holy Son Again

Chapter 514: Killing the Holy Son Again

Ye Feng wielded the Yin Yang Holy Sword and slashed the Purple Mansion Holy Son, his head and divine consciousness turned to ashes, and only a headless corpse was bleeding.

After the end of the life of the first generation of Holy Sons, there is a high possibility of becoming the Supreme Holy Lord, but today it has come to the end of its life and has become the dust of history.

It is expected that there will be a huge "chaos" soon, and the Holy Son who has become the first person to die in battle in the Eastern Wilderness in the past few years will undoubtedly cause a big turmoil.

The rotten mallet was not strange at all, there were traces of insect bites on it, it was about to rot, and there was not a single weapon that no one could pick up if it was left on the ground.

However, this thin mallet emitted a chaotic light, causing all the holy swords of yin and yang to crack, and it was extremely powerful, and it could solve the troubles of the Holy Son of the Purple Mansion many times.

Although Ye Feng held it in his hand, he felt very light, as if there was a piece of firewood. The weight is not too heavy, and it will break with a little force.

boom

When I hit my finger hard, the rotten mallet made a hollow sound and turned into the hollow of the rotten tree, but no matter how hard I tried, it couldn't be broken, and the texture was very hard.

Bonne

He held a broken wooden mallet in his hand, waved it, trembled slightly with a "bang", and was hit with a black "color" and "big hole" in the void, and a chaotic light "shot" into it.

What kind of treasure is this? more powerful than the Yin-Yang Sword! Ye Feng was surprised.

"This must be a god's thing...... "A big black dog came over, glared, and stretched out his big nails at great speed and said greedily: "Mao" "Sick again."

Ye Feng knew the "sex" of this custom, and had been on guard, but raised his hand to block it, saying "don't", "chaos", "fight with each other, take charge of martial arts, and don't let anyone escape".

At this time, the area was covered with blood, the smell of fish was strong, I don't know how many people died, it was like coming to a slaughterhouse.

Jiang Huairen, Wu Zhongtian and others also came over. I was startled when I saw the wooden mallet, emitting a chaotic light, and it was an undefeated artifact.

"The Holy Son of the Purple Mansion is dead......"

Although Liu Kou felt that many people had suffered a major earthquake, this was the future lord of the Sanctuary, and if it was divided by Ye Feng, the entire northern realm would suffer a major earthquake.

"Ah......h

The screams kept coming. The Emperor's martial arts scenes are unparalleled in the world. It became a grinder of good shape and quality, suppressed heaven and earth, and turned a life into meat sauce.

"Ah......h

No one can escape, just like the murderous autumn wind and falling leaves, many people have to be hacked to death every time, it is really a veritable meat grinder.

Many strong people, even if you are the eighth transformation of the dragon, even the super master of the apex, you can't escape the killing of the ancient emperor's formation, and the blood mud is mixed with ashes.

The bright red of the ground was mixed with white bones, and the scalp was numb, and I couldn't stand it.

The cruel monastic world, once a war starts, there is no mercy. It is not clear which one is correct. Although I don't know if it's right or bad, it's just life and death and the law of the jungle.