Roar.

High in the sky, the beast roared and shook the sky.

The purple-gold beast that flew out of Feng Lao's body was the size of a house, and its appearance was like that of a crocodile.

Although its size was huge, its speed was as fast as lightning, and its huge tail swept forward, and several powerhouses of the Hua family suddenly turned into blood mist.

This is Feng Lao's martial arts clone, the Purple Gold Divine Crocodile, which has sixty percent of its true combat power.

In front of this divine crocodile, the powerhouses of the Martial King Realm of the Hua family and the Ge family were like paper paste, and they were all vulnerable, and they died in an instant.

In fact, these people did not suffer from Xiao Yi's control.

It was Feng Lao himself who wanted to kill them all.

Because, he didn't want anyone to hinder him from killing Xiao Yi anymore.

The warriors who watched felt a chill down their spines one by one.

This Feng Lao is so cold-blooded and ruthless, whether it is friend or foe, he will kill them whenever he wants, and he simply treats them as ants.

It is conceivable that if Xiao Yi falls into the hands of such a person, how miserable the end will be.

"Not good. "Elder Zhang and Elder Lu, when they saw Elder Feng killing Xiao Yi, their faces couldn't help but change greatly, and their eyebrows were full of worry.

Although Xiao Yi's talent is extremely rebellious, after all, he has been poisoned by the evil god, and there is not much combat power left, and it is too difficult to defeat Feng Lao.

"Lord Yang Ding, let me avenge you. Feng Lao's expression became extremely hideous, and a terrifying killing machine surged out of his body, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared dozens of feet away from Xiao Yi.

Rumble.

As soon as he came up, he used a terrifying emperor-level martial art, and a purple electric light burst out from the palm of his right hand, condensing into a huge palm, which slapped down from the top of Xiao Yi's head.

"It's time to test the power of the Soul Clone. In the face of this strong blow, Xiao Yi's expression seemed very calm.

Originally, it was easy for him to kill Feng Lao and the others, after all, he already had the strength to fight with the Martial Emperor.

The reason why he chose to kill slowly was mainly to see the power of the dream clone and the ten thousand spirit clones.

Airplanes.

Between the lightning and the stone fire, a dazzling golden divine light bloomed out of Xiao Yi's body, enveloping a radius of dozens of zhang.

Everyone's eyes were pierced and difficult to open.

Sou.

When the light disappeared, a tall and burly figure suddenly came into everyone's eyes and greeted the giant thunderbolt hand.

This figure is Xiao Yi's spirit clone.

He was wearing a golden armor and was extremely handsome, but he was not like Xiao Yi, like a son of the sun god descending to the earth.

There was a loud bang.

The next moment, above the fist of the Ten Thousand Souls clone, a golden divine fire gushed out and smashed down on top of the thunderbolt giant hand.

The terrifying power suddenly caused the thunderbolt giant hand to shatter and dissipate into the void.

With just one punch, the emperor-level martial arts that Feng Lao was proud of were dissolved.

"What kind of person? What a big dog, he dares to meddle with the old man's affairs. Feng Lao couldn't help but be taken aback, his eyes stared at the Ten Thousand Spirits clone, and anger gushed out from his eyes.

He never thought that at the critical moment, someone would come out to save Xiao Yi.

Moreover, this person's strength is not simple, and if he can resolve his killing moves, I am afraid that he will not be much weaker than him.

"Old horseman, with your little ability, you don't even have the qualifications to let me shoot, it's enough for him to kill you. Xiao Yi's eyes glanced at Feng Lao lightly, and his expression was extremely disdainful.

"Damn evil seed, you have been poisoned by the evil gods, and you dare to speak out in front of us, I don't care who you are, if you dare to stop me from killing Xiao Yi, there is only one way to die. "Old Feng's white hair fluttered in the wind, as if he had turned into a demon god, and his body flashed, and he killed the Ten Thousand Spirits clone.

This time, he no longer retained any strength, and directly used his bloodline divine energy.

In an instant, twelve extremely sharp purple swords stabbed in front of the Ten Thousand Souls clone, trying to stab him into a hornet's nest.

Rise.

At this moment, a high-pitched birdsong suddenly sounded in the body of the Ten Thousand Souls clone.

The next moment, a huge bird's claw emerged from behind the Ten Thousand Souls clone.

It emitted a golden divine light all over its body, carrying an incomparably hot divine fire, and headed towards those small purple swords.

Zizizizi.

The two forces suddenly collided violently.

Within a radius of hundreds of zhang, the air was burned and distorted, as if in an oven.

"No way. Suddenly, Feng Lao's pupils suddenly contracted, and a ball of blood gushed out of his mouth.

His bloodline divine ability, under the attack of the bird's claws, actually retreated one after another, and huge cracks appeared on it, and they would be melted away at any time.

This frightened him in his heart, and he hurriedly summoned the twelve small swords back.

"Who the hell are you, do you really want to be the enemy of my War God Temple?" Feng Lao's expression became more solemn than ever, and he was no longer as arrogant as before.

Because, the strength of this mysterious person in front of him is too terrifying, and even he feels a huge threat.

"The Temple of the God of War is a piece of, I'm here to see you off today. The voice of the Wan Ling clone said calmly, and in a flash, he killed Feng Lao.

"Stop him for me. Feng Lao hurriedly shouted.

Roar.

The next moment, his martial arts clone, the purple-gold divine crocodile, appeared in front of him, waving a huge tail and sweeping towards the Ten Thousand Spirits clone like a mountain.

There was a loud pop.

The arm of the Ten Thousand Spirits clone suddenly turned into a golden wing, and the whole body burned with golden divine fire, like a heavenly sword, splitting the divine crocodile in half at once.

"My doppelganger. Old Feng's figure trembled suddenly, and his face became even more ugly than a dead man.

At this moment, he was completely shocked by the power of the Ten Thousand Spirits clone, and he couldn't help but have the idea of escaping from here.

The other party easily destroyed his martial arts clone.

Even if he gives it his all, he can't be an opponent.

"Oh my God! It turns out that Xiao Yi has brought such a powerful helper, no wonder he dares to be so fearless. ”

"The strength of this mysterious person is really terrifying, unless it is a strong man at the level of the Holy Son, no one can help him. The onlookers were shocked.

If they knew that this mysterious person was just a clone of Xiao Yi, they would probably be so frightened that they couldn't speak.

"Old horseman, for the sake of you helping me kill so many enemies, I will give you a good time. As soon as Xiao Yi's mind moved, he urged the Ten Thousand Spirits clone to swoop down from the top of Old Man Feng's head.

This guy not only wanted to kill himself, but also almost killed the Fifth Elder and Qiu Xia.

Therefore, Xiao Yi will definitely not let him live.

The third is sent!

(End of chapter)