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After coming to the Yan family, Qin Feng felt that he had taken it for granted.

The outside is full of ups and downs, but this huge Yan family is still as stable as Mount Tai.

There was no panic at all.

Outside the portal, some traces of battle can be vaguely seen, and in Qin Feng's opinion, not a single hair of this Yan family has fallen!

"Isn't it rumored outside that this Yan family has suffered a great calamity? Why doesn't it seem that there is nothing wrong at all?"

On the side, a young martial artist looked sorry, as if the Yan family had not died, and he was heartbroken!

Far away, more than ten zhang away, Qin Feng looked a little sideways.

This guy is so bold, he is actually at the door of the Yan family, and he curses the Yan family even more.

"Where did you come from, you dare to talk nonsense at the gate of the Yan Mansion!"

A roar!

Faintly, Qin Feng saw two black lights from the depths of the ground, his body was empty, like a black smoke, but what appeared was a group of tall black-clothed guards.

The first strong man in black shouted. "Ge Laozi, catch this little white face for me!"

Like countless Grim Reapers, there was an extremely cold, icy fluctuation of vitality, and in the next moment, countless black chains flew out from more than a dozen black-robed people.

Like a spiritual snake, it entangled towards the white-clothed young man.

"The body of the underworld?"

Qin Feng was slightly surprised!

The body of the god of the underworld, this is a very strange and mysterious martial arts true body.

It is rumored that among the hundreds of millions of Netherworlds, countless Netherworld Emissaries are the bodies of the Netherworld.

This is the body of these strong gods, in Qin Feng's opinion, very fragile.

Although it is very weird, in some special environments, such as the place where the Yin and Death Qi gathers, it can get an amplification bonus, but under normal circumstances, it is far inferior to the ordinary martial arts true body.

"It's still this set, Emperor Yama's Death God Guard, Soul Restraint Chain, and Soul Slashing Knife! This thing can restrain the divine thoughts of ordinary martial arts cultivators and imprison the body, but it can't deal with your Grandpa Qiu!"

The young man shook his head, a sneer on his face, a terrible sword light appeared on his body, the young man held the long sword, swept it in the air, a large chain broke, and the sword light surrounded many black-clothed gods like spirituality, and he didn't even have time to scream, and suddenly turned into seventeen or eighteen pieces.

What is amazing is that these black-clothed Reaper guards were cut into more than a dozen pieces, but they did not die, but instead broke their limbs and turned into black smoke, reorganizing in the air.

Even the broken chains grew back, and they rushed towards the white-clothed boy with a roar.

The man in white seemed to be very familiar with the Yan family's powerhouse, and he was not surprised, but raised his eyebrows and smiled. "Today, your grandfather gave you something good!"

He pulled out a bead from his bosom.

Throw it!

Like a ray of light!

Exploded in the midst of a group of black-clad Death Guards!

Thundered!

The entire long street is surrounded by a blinding glow.

"Bright disposable consumables?"

A trace of lingering flashed in Qin Feng's eyes.

The body of the god of the underworld can be attributed to a type of constitution such as darkness, and its nemesis is light, or it is full of the power of the strongest and most yang.

The dazzling brilliance burst out.

A few muffled screams rang out, and Qin Feng saw with his own eyes that the bodies of more than a dozen Death Guards were festering, corroding, and even turning into ashes in a short period of time under the intense light!

The huge movement alarmed most of the Yan Mansion.

A strong aura rushed over in the midst of rage!

Now the young man in white can be regarded as stabbing the basket.

"Where did the madman dare to spread wild in the Netherworld!"

With a burst of anger, a black cloud seemed to appear in the sky above the entire Yan family, and a black giant hand that covered the sky slapped down fiercely towards the man in white from the black cloud.

"A mere fifth-order Nine Shadow Saint King, he also dares to make a move on this seat, and he is impatient!"

Looking at the top of his head, the man in white sneered, the milky white sword in his hand flashed with a blazing light, and the hatred in his eyes was piercing, and a strong sword light slashed out.

The giant hand that fell from the sky suddenly split into two, and the fierce sword light slashed into the black clouds, and a black-clothed Saint King whose complexion changed greatly turned into ashes in the blink of an eye in his frightened eyes!

"It's not good, Elder Yan Yun is dead!"

All the elders of the Yan family who rushed out looked at this scene in horror.

This Elder Yan Yun is also an extremely powerful character in the Yan family, so he will harm people when he makes a move.

Many Yan family powerhouses are furious in their hearts!

With an angry look at the murderer on the long street, he didn't dare to rush up and take people anymore!

"The ninth-order light system pseudo-supreme! There is also an aura on his body that is completely different from this era, it seems that he should also be a powerhouse in the ancient era!"

Qin Feng was happy.

Don't forget the reviews.

"But with this little identity, it's probably not enough to destroy the Yan family!"

The Yan family is one of the top three families among the many families in the Northern Spirit Domain, with a strong background, there must be a supreme, and there may even be an existence that surpasses the supreme!

Qin Fengjue felt whether he should help this young man.

It is not easy for a young man to take revenge, looking at the color of hatred between his eyebrows, it is obviously not a small hatred!

Rumble!

At this moment, there was another change in the Yan Mansion, and a strong terrifying aura rushed out from the Yan Mansion, and the huge force instantly blocked the void within a radius of hundreds of miles.

The devil cried and howled.

Including Qin Feng, who was watching, he suddenly felt as if he couldn't move in an instant!

"The law of death, the imprisonment of death?"

Qin Feng's eyes lit up.

This is the third law of death!

This is one of the three supreme mysteries of the Law of Death!

"Death Supreme, it seems that there is a big man of the Yan family?" A sneer flashed in the eyes of the man in white, and the aura on his body began to break through, breaking through the limit of the ninth order in the blink of an eye, and a strong light god surged.

The long sword in his hand was horizontal, and an incomparable brilliance appeared, directly dispersing a strange force that was imprisoned around him, and the sword light rose to the sky, locking the Yan family's mansion.

Rumble!

Qin Feng seemed to feel the entire earth shaking.

Faintly, there was an angry roar from the Yan Mansion.

The black light flashed, and a strong divine light suddenly appeared on the long street!

This is a shriveled old man, with sallow face, long gray hair hanging down, an empty wide black robe shrouded in the old man, and a turquoise flame in the sunken eye sockets, looking at the man in white coldly and mercilessly.

Qin Feng saw that a sword qi in his chest almost pierced him, and countless black qi surged from the wound, which could not be healed.

This is the Supreme who just made a move!

"Are you ......" Looking at the man in white, the angry Supreme stared, as if he had seen something incredible.

He screamed. "Qiu Shaotian, you are not dead yet, aren't you a soul supreme? how can you?"

"Qiu Shaotian, is he?" Hearing this supreme gaffe's words, Qin Feng's eyes moved, and he remembered a famous king recorded in the Chronicle of the Gods!

(More on that later)