The terrible screams echoed in this holy realm and nine continents!

The Lord of the Immortals was half-kneeling on the ground, and his huge body slashed down with the sword light...

Inch, cracking!

The red and black sword qi burst out from its body.

Roar!

A terrible roar.

In this roar, there is unwillingness, and there is endless resentment.

But all this...

It's all useless.

After that sword is cut off, there will be no more immortal lords between heaven and earth.

There will be, and there will be no more such a family.

The Lord of the Immortals, along with all his people, was reduced to powder under this sword, and vanished into nothingness.

Heaven and earth, with it changing color.

All people are looking at the sky, including those of other races.

I saw it above the sky, at this moment... The only figure that exists!

That shadow...

fell into the eyes of all races, one by one, they were all trembling!

In their minds, a name went up.

Emperor of the Waste!

Hundred miles of Moyun!

The desolate emperor who looked at the sky and surpassed all races!

"Emperor!"

"Emperor!"

"Emperor!"

“......！“

From the land of the Nine Continents of the Holy Realm, there was a roar of rage, rising to the sky.

This voice is the heartfelt cry of countless human races from Jiuzhou!

At this moment, in their eyes, the Emperor of the Waste, the Yan Feng... It is the supreme existence, the honor of the human race, and the honor of chaos!

The wind swept the ground below, and the immortal lord had been killed by his own sword, and there was no chance to turn over.

But...

The chaos in this holy realm and nine continents is still continuing.

Eyebrows, slightly condensed.

The Heavenly Weeping Desolate Sword in Yan Feng's hand rose with a sword roar.

With the appearance of this sword sound in the sword!

In an instant, in the void around Yan Feng, there were endless Yan Feng clones appearing!

Heaven weeps...

It's just that today's Tianwai Wushuang is completely different from the previous Tianwai Wushuang!

At this moment, the Sky Cry Sword is no longer a simple Sky Cry Sword, but it has merged with the Sky Cry Sword and become the Sky Cry Sword.

The Heavenly Cry Peerless launched with this sword, the clone that Yan Feng can unfold just is endless.

And... The body will not be damaged in the slightest!

This is the real Sky Cry Peerless, a sword in the wilderness!

Endless Yan Feng clones appeared, and each clone went straight to all parts of the Holy Realm and Jiuzhou, and... It's not just the Nine Continents of the Sanctuary.

Countless clones dissipated in place and left the Sanctuary.

Appears everywhere in the Chaos Realm!

Luo Tianyu.

At this moment, Luo Tianyu seemed to be in a Jedi danger.

Although Xuan Yan has already broken through to the Eternal Realm, the Eternal Realm... In the face of this calamity, it is of no great use.

Those white giants are strong when they are strong!

No matter what star field it is, what kind of cultivation the creatures inside have, the white giant that appears here will be several times more powerful than it!

At this moment, Luo Tianyu, including Xuan Yan, was already seriously injured.

Many ancestral gods of the Three Realms, including Lu Press, are also among the crowd...

At this moment, everyone looked at the white giant who came with a strong and mighty expression, and their expressions were tight, and their eyebrows were solemn.

They are all well aware.

This wave... I'm afraid it's a decisive death!

"Kill!"

Xuan Yan, with a roar, took the lead in rushing towards those white giants in an instant.

Anyway, it's all death, and there is no regret about dying in battle!

But at this moment, in front of everyone, a figure appeared in an instant.

When this figure appeared, everyone stopped their bodies and looked at the back, which was extremely familiar.

"Wind!"

When Lu Jian saw this back, a smile suddenly appeared in his eyes.

The appearance of this Yan Feng is not the body of Yan Feng, but a clone of Yan Feng.

Hundreds of huge white giants roared at this moment.

And at this moment... Yan Feng's clone, the sword in his hand, slashed in front of him at will.

In an instant, these hundreds of huge white giants were all shattered, without the slightest resistance!

Even... Even a scream didn't have time to be uttered, and it was all annihilated!

After killing these white giants, Yan Feng's clone then dissipated in place.

This doppelganger did not leave.

Instead, he went to another place, the Three Realms.

When Yan Feng's clone came to Luo Tianyu, his divine sense enveloped the entire Luo Tianyu, and he naturally knew where his son was.

Three Realms, Penglai Immortal Island.

Emperor Donghua, he could also see the battle situation in Luo Tianyu, and before he could recover from that surprise, a figure appeared in front of him.

Severe wind!

And Yan Feng, where he appeared, was in front of a little doll, Brian.

Emperor Donghua, seeing the appearance of Yan Feng, then left silently, and at the same time let all the maids in this place also retreat.

Leave this place only to their father and son.

Yan Feng's clone, although it is a clone, but the consciousness is connected to the ontology.

Brian, in fact, if you really count your age, you don't even have half a year old, but this body is already the size of a little doll of six or seven years old.

At this moment, he was still fiddling with flowers and plants on the ground, and he didn't notice the appearance of Yan Feng at all.

"An'er. ”

Looking at the children who were fiddling with flowers and plants on the ground, a feeling of blood dissolving in water came from my heart.

When the child heard the voice, he raised his head slightly, his face like a porcelain doll, and a pair of big eyes, looking at Yan Feng with a fluttering face.

"Do you want to play with me?"

The sound is crisp.

Yan Feng, with a gentle smile on his face, stepped forward, squatted down slightly, grabbed Bailian's little hand, and gently pinched his little nose.

"An'er, I am your father. ”

"Father?"

Brian looked at Yan Feng with a cute face, repeating the word, after all, he had been in this world for a limited time, and he didn't understand what the word father meant.

"Would you like Father to take you somewhere?"

Yan Feng touched Bailian's head and said with a smile.

"Is it fun there?"

Brian looked at Yan Feng and said innocently and cutely, his voice sounding milky.

"If you go with your father, you will know. ”

Yan Feng took Bailian's little hand and stood up, and then stepped out, and the figures of the two of them dissipated in place.

In the Three Realms, a land of bamboo forests.

This bamboo forest was originally destroyed by Yan Feng, but later, when Yan Feng came to suppress the indifference, he restored this bamboo forest to its original state.

When the wind blows, the bamboo forest moves, and there is the sound of leaves blowing on the sleeves.

In front of the bamboo hut, Yan Feng's figure appeared here, and beside him, there was a child, Bailian.

"Father, where is this?"

Brian looked at the surrounding scene, and then looked up at Yan Feng with doubts on his little face.

Yan Feng looked at everything around here, everything... It's all so familiar.

"This is home. ”

[I'm very unwell today, it's late to update, try to write more, sorry]