Far away from the majestic mountains and rivers, the land is vast and sparsely populated, and in the unreachable Nine Holy Divine Palace, on the ancient peak of the blade that is endlessly scattered, the vast and coercive figure sitting in the void is suddenly dissipated, and suddenly the breath is dispersed, and suddenly the eyes are opened, and the two scarlet and violent cold rays are shot out of the poof, sweeping in all directions, faintly emitting bloody gas, always entrenched in the body, the endless burning blazing fire is calmed and solidified under the gaze, just like being held by a big hand, an unbelievable gaze is enough to make the flames breathe, but at this time, this powerful figure is full of surging and undulating monstrous anger, just like an angry lion, the appearance of the target is enough to make it show its claws, madness.

"Blood My Blood"

The five fingers grasped the backhand and spread out, the blood in the palm was dotted, belonging to Luo Feng's flat voice, and gradually lost the palm of the world, which was strange and a little mocking, as if he was laughing at his own arrogance and ignorance, and he was detached in the wind and clouds. However, this taunt was only a snap of his fingers, and after the taunt, Luo Feng's coercive figure entrenched in the void swept through turmoil. The pupils burst out with a cold terrifying killing machine, and the rolling flames fluttered out, showing Luo Feng's body--- a middle-aged fairy wind Taoist wearing a Taoist robe, his eyebrows were majestic, the edges and corners were strict, and he was clearly distinguished, and the gods were majestic and full of divine consciousness, and the peerless divine wind of a super strong man was full of swaying.

"Hunting eagles all day long, and eventually being pecked by eagles. Interesting little guy, but this matter is not over" Daoist Luo Feng hooked up an indifferent arc, looked at the direction of the political lordship, and muttered to himself: "A Tongji white fruit, with an interesting little guy, is enough for me to go to the Thunder Punishment Palm Peak and return to the political lordship, I don't know if this interesting little guy joined the Nine Holy Divine Palace before, or after joining the Nine Holy Divine Palace"

Thundered!!

The void burst with gusts of qi, and in the awe-inspiring gaze of many powerful people around, Luo Feng of the Immortal Wind Dao Bone broke through the sky, turned into a long rainbow in the sky, and shot towards the terrifying giant peak in the Nine Holy Divine Palace, the most towering and deep into the sky. attracted a series of terrifying eyes to visit, as if there was an unfathomable super strong aura in the dark, trying to figure out why Luo Feng was not cultivating on the mountain peak, and he had to move around, which was incomprehensible and incredible

Outside the cave, more than 30 frightened masters stared blankly at the crackling and rumbling large mountain wall in front of them, and felt frightened by the destructive power generated by the aftermath of the battle of these strong men, but most of them are peerless geniuses like the children of the sky, and everyone has a great possibility of becoming a Shentai powerhouse, although they are fascinated, they also have great confidence in themselves. However, the people who returned to God immediately thought of their own survival

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

Sound, blood splattered. When everyone reacted back to their senses, the two corpses in front of them were thrown high, and the two of them were brought up under the edge of a sword light, and the bubbling blood fountain was poured out, and one of the bloodstained dry palms in the lime smoke of the blasting mountain was clenched, blinking, and the corpse was wiped out. The two spirit refining ninefold masters who were killed under the sword light with their backhands didn't even have time to react and fluctuate in their eyes, and they were killed under this sword, and everyone's hearts froze, knowing that the scene in front of them was a powerful binding force of the slave seal.

"I Need Everyone"

Mahal opened his mouth hoarsely, and his voice changed unusually harshly. It's just that many of the proud sons of heaven who heard this lowered their heads one after another, and the depths of their hearts were like falling into an ice cellar, and their backs were cold like a cold wind. The demon king white tiger grinned hideously, but Maihar, who was sitting on the back of the white hair, was covered in blood, and his bones were all visible. In the previous collision, the body was already unable to withstand it, and it was almost crushed into bone powder, and if it were not for the forced support of the power of essence and blood, its body would have been wiped out. However, at this time, the destructive strangulation power generated by the aftermath of the battle also circulated from the wound all the time, the blood did not stop, the breath of life was crumbling, and it was about to die at any time, and it was as fragile as a candle flame.

"Come up and retreat, if you can't break through the shrine platform"

After everyone bowed their heads to show that they understood, Mahal turned his head, his eyes scattered and gathered, looking at Tiger Valley in the distance, his mind drowsy and twilight. Memories go all the way, killing the enemy Rowling Although there is a huge disparity, there is no hearty feeling of slashing the enemy, but a big battle with the power of the Truman family's ancestor Luo Feng is hearty, nine deaths and a lifetime, even the cultivated Shentai was destroyed in the first battle, and the peak of combat power was exerted to the extreme.

In this battle, McHal has no regrets, Rowling's enmity is life and death, even if it is paid to Shentai, the price is only slightly larger. If the foundation is not damaged, it will naturally be able to make a comeback, and the well-connected Mahal, after this battle, has a sense of crisis, and the future will be difficult under the strong persecution of the Truman family. This demon famine screening has become the last place for Mehal to save at this time, and it has been more than half a month since he entered the demon famine, and there are more than two months left in the time. The drowsy mind was extremely thoughtful, and his eyes were indifferent.

After Mahal gave the order, as expected, more than thirty masters immediately summoned their own means, spread thousands of miles, and spread to all directions and various channels. The forces of the major families are intricate and intertwined, and some large and small territory masters, even if they don't know each other, will have some contacts with these top families. In addition to the more than 30 people in front of him and the thirty or forty people who died, there were also more than 500 people scattered in various places, and almost in a few days, wave after wave of moth-like masters gathered from all over the country to the Tiger Valley and entered the hunting range set by Mahal. However, these people, many masters can't afford to feel guilty, and the path of God is dangerous and unpredictable, and they will not regret their death. And they, too, faltered under the Shentai goal set by Mahal, and they were preoccupied and did not dare to be distracted

"Roar!"

The spotted tiger retracted its claws, looked down at the blood spurting and lying on the ground, a team of five spirit refining ninefold masters with feces and urine, the tiger's eyes were full of disdain, this state of mind, almost even it was a little despise, not to mention that human. Sure enough, in an instant under the turn of the spotted tiger, a sword light hole pierced and swept, throwing the body of the five masters in a row, the blood flowers were poured, and the hilt of the sword was started, and the corpse disappeared in an instant, turning into dust, like a passing cloud, and no trace existed. Mahal retracted his gaze, this wave was just an insignificant wave, the qualifications and his state of mind were so unbearable, he didn't have the qualifications that he valued at all, and he didn't hesitate to kill and suck into pure essence blood, store it in his body, and turn it into a steady stream of warm currents.

"Boom!"

The void of heaven and earth trembled, the vitality roared in all directions, and the air flow was wild.

Mehal nodded, turned around and looked at the broad back of the tiger's body, and the bloody Thorne's body was exuding a powerful aura of the reverberating Shentai Realm, releasing wantonly and insolently, venting