"I don't know the height of the sky, if you beg for mercy now, this seat can let you go to the Great Red Sky with me alive, otherwise..."

When Master Qingyu said this, his face had a hideous color, which did not match that kind face. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Obviously, he thought that Yan Feng was able to succeed just now, just because he was careless, and with his eightfold heavenly cultivation, it was more than enough to deal with the hairy boy in front of him.

Not only him, but the two Taoist people behind him also thought so.

Of course... It's just what they think!

"Otherwise, how?"

Yan Feng, with indifference at the corners of his mouth, spoke slowly.

"Otherwise, this seat will only have you dead here. ”

Master Qingyu waved his robe, with a bloodthirsty smile on the corner of his mouth, and grinned.

When this smile appeared, Yan Feng was even more certain... This is not the Master of the Green Rain!

Absolutely, no!

Master Qingyu... It is impossible to have such a great anger, and it is absolutely impossible to call yourself this seat!

This guy... Someone else!

"Really?"

Yan Feng, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, but there was a trace of thought in his eyes.

"Arrogance!"

Master Qingyu, his body suddenly rushed towards Yan Feng, his hand pressed forward into the void, and a big hand suddenly appeared in the void, and the cyan qi permeated the big hand, and the huge void hand of a hundred zhang was like a posture that wanted to smash Yan Feng in an instant.

Yan Feng, the figure still didn't move, just looked at the coming palm slightly, his eyes were indifferent, just at the moment when the palm with the cyan aura was about to arrive.

A smile was raised faintly at the corner of his mouth.

"You're better than Qingyu... It's much worse. ”

A sound came out, accompanied by a red jade sword qi, which came out from the Sky Crying Sword in an instant, shocking the sky, and instantly slashed the coming Gang Qi big hand.

This illusory big hand, before the Heavenly Crying Sword Qi, seemed to be a piece of crisp tofu, and it was chopped in an instant.

Qingyu's wrinkled eyes looked at the shattered big hands, and there was an incomparably frightened look in his eyes at this moment... himself, but the real Holy Realm Eight Heavens.

Unexpectedly... It was unexpectedly killed by a kid who had cultivated to seem to be only at the peak of the true realm.

How can it be... How... Possible!

But at this moment, he can't be allowed to think about anything, and in his eyes, a pair of cold eyes are reflected.

Is that... The eye of the wind.

The figure appeared next to Qingyu, and Yan Feng's left hand, without giving Qingyu the slightest gap, slapped on the top of Qingyu's head in an instant.

The body of the Venerable Qingyu suddenly shook!

All this is just between lightning and flint.

At the same time, the other two Taoist people in the distance, with the same horror on their faces, reacted instantly, and just wanted to rush, Yan Feng took the hand of the Sky Cry Sword and slashed at the two at will, and a red jade sword qi forced the two to retreat.

"You, you, what are you going to do?!"

Qingyu, there was horror in his eyes at this moment, he could feel, he could feel the hand on top of his head... There is a sense of destruction in it.

Really, will die!

Soul Fly... Scattered!

"What for?"

Yan Feng, with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, skimmed the green rain slightly, and above the Sky Weeping Sword, there was a red jade sword qi rising vertically and horizontally, surrounding Yan Feng.

"Say, what am I going to do?"

The heavenly weeping sword qi poured into Yan Feng's left hand in an instant... He can be so strong at the moment, relying on all the strength he once left behind in this sword.

"No... Don't!"

A terrible roar came from Qingyu's mouth, but all of this was useless.

The red sword qi rushed into his body from the top of his head and rushed into his soul!

"Big brother, we can't wait any longer. ”

And outside the sword qi enchantment, all the immortals, Buddhas, and gods saw this scene.

Those Taoist immortals, at this moment, are all kinds of divine light venting on this sword qi enchantment, and there are many people with eagerness and anger on their faces.

Among them, there are many disciples and grandchildren of Master Qingyu.

Meng Zhang, looking at this scene in the sword qi enchantment, frowned... In fact, he also saw that this Qingyu was abnormal, and he did not have the appearance of the respected Qingyu Master back then.

But he was also horrified... At this moment, the hundred-mile long wind, the supreme one, there is such a powerful cultivation.

Although it is much worse than the previous life, it is by no means an existence that can be compared to itself.

It's not enough for the moment, and you can't continue to watch.

If it's just to test the strength of Yan Feng at the moment, it's okay, but if it's dead... That's different.

After all, in general, the immortal Buddha god ... It's still one-sided.

The purpose of their trip is to kill Yan Feng, destroy the Four Heavenly Clans, and kill one more person, especially for an existence like Qingyu, the task is difficult to complete.

"Up. ”

As Meng Zhang's words fell, the gods of the four directions, as well as those gods of the heavenly court, all took action and roared towards the sword qi enchantment.

At the same time, the Buddhists did not continue to watch, but took the same action.

The red sword qi is thousands of miles long.

And at this moment, Yan Feng didn't have the heart to care about these people, his left hand, the red sword qi was vertical and horizontal, wisps and wisps, all of them poured into the body of the Qingyu Venerable.

At this moment, Qingyu, as the sword qi entered the body, the terrible roar continued to sound, but there was no way to do it.

But Yan Feng's brows... But at this moment, he suddenly wrinkled!

His sword qi is not for strangulation... It's searching!

In his eyes, a trace of horror rose!

"Forgotten Dust Realm...!"

――――――――

Huaguo Mountain, from the white scroll, the white light on Sun Wukong's body slowly dissipated, and finally returned to calm.

However, Sun Wukong, the horror in his eyes still existed, and he did not retreat in the slightest.

What he learned from the white scroll completely subverted Sun Wukong's cognition of the Three Realms and his cognition of the Taoist Buddha!

He also finally knew why... Why is it clear that he can break through to the Nine Heavens, and even be able to reach a higher cultivation realm, but Bodhi, is forcing himself to press.

I also understand why, my master, obviously Buddhism and Taoism are all to the extreme, but there is no connection between the two families.

"Master..."

Sun Wukong, looking at the white scroll in his hand that had returned to calm, a pair of fiery eyes and anger raged.

"Interracial...!"

Baring his teeth, a murderous aura emanated from Sun Wukong's body, and in an instant, it swept through the entire Huaguo Mountain, and the birds and beasts all roared.

It's been a long, long time... Sun Wukong's body has never appeared such an amazing murderous aura!

"King, you, what's wrong with you?"

The little monkeys around Sun Wukong, looking at Sun Wukong with this appearance, were all scared one by one.

"Monkeys and monkey grandchildren, stay in Huaguo Mountain, my grandson... There's a big thing to do!"

With that, the figure turned into a golden fire and went straight to the sky!

In the flames, on Sun Wukong's body, the battle robe gradually appeared, a red robe was flying, and two three-foot feathers were flying on the top of his head.

"Forget the Dust Realm...!True, Immortals, Gods and Buddhas!"

(To be continued.) )