Shrouded by that supreme coercion, Wu Zun's hair stood on end, his scalp was numb, and cold sweat was dripping behind his back.

The "Ancestral Dragon's Death" trembled, and was stimulated by the breath of the peak spirit, and it began to defend itself. With a buzz, the sound waves from the horn spread out in rows, forming a large bell around Wuzun, standing leisurely and protecting his body.

Protected by this, Wuzun's mind settled for a moment, and then the dragon's claws flipped over, and a jade ruler appeared in his palm.

Wu Zun held the green dragon ruler in his hand, leaned on the big bell, and waited for the battle. At this time, he exhausted his means, and the next thing was life or death, and he was left to fate.

Looking at the constantly rotating and melodious golden bell, Feng Ling's eyebrows frowned slightly.

But then, he breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Wuzun under the bell with a playful look.

"It's just a fake, if it's true, with the current state of this seat, you really can't help it, it's a pity, it's a pity, it's ......a pity," Peak Ling sighed for a long time, and his compassionate appearance made Su Heng muttered in his heart, always feeling that he had been taught badly.

At the same time, Su Heng also knew that Wuzun was really going to be a tragedy this time.

Earlier, Wuzun actually wanted to prevent Feng Ling from getting out of trouble, which undoubtedly made Feng Ling murderous. Fortunately, Su Heng set up a set for Wuzun, first using the Nine Heavens Xuanyu Sword to arouse Wuzun's attention, and then making a fuss and a snake, gradually diverting Wuzun's attention, and finally throwing out the Xuangui Seal, the magic weapon of the Earth Immortal, to win the last bit of time.

And Wuzun, under Su Heng's step-by-step inducement, neglected to be in greater danger!

In other words, Wuzun didn't forget that there was an existence that was breaking the seal, but he didn't expect the seal to be broken so quickly.

One misstep becomes a thousand hatreds!

Wuzun's face was snow-white, his trembling lips pursed lightly, holding the only glimmer of hope left in his heart, and said inwardly: "Then you can try it." ”

Feng Ling laughed, didn't say much, and said something in his mouth, and then stretched out his hand and gently placed it on the top of the bell.

Suddenly, Feng Lingqu turned his fingers into claws and lifted them up!

Buzzing!

The bell trembled, trembled, and was lifted three feet high and hung in the air.

Seeing that Feng Ling was about to take the big bell away with one hand, Wuzun's expression changed suddenly, and he was shocked and frightened.

However, after Feng Ling lifted the bell, he did not take it away as Wuzun expected, but pressed the bell down.

Boom!

The big bell fell to the ground, and Wuzun showed joy, could it be that this guy is exhausted?

Bang!

However, before Wuzun could exhale, there was another loud bang, and the big bell was torn apart under the playful gaze of Fengling and Wuzun's stunned gaze.

Pieces of illusory shards of the clock exploded in the middle and were torn apart like rags. Then, the fragments of the bell began to gather together, trying to reassemble, but ultimately failed.

At the edge of the fragments of the bell, there are faint wisps of dense golden lines like earthworms writhing, which destroy the reconstruction of the law of the bell at a critical moment every time.

That golden line is the law of Feng Ling!

Laws are governed by laws!

With the last desolate and mournful "woo" sounded, the fake "Ancestral Dragon's Death" shattered.

"Who is Daoyou, who actually hurt the people of my dragon clan?" At the moment when the fake "Ancestral Dragon's Death" was destroyed, a halo of light appeared, and the color was colorful and dazzling. Then, the phantom of a three-foot black-bearded old man manifested in the air, standing opposite the peak spirit.

"Eighth Uncle Ancestor!" Wu Zun was surprised.

This black-bearded old man was the one who gave him the fake "Ancestral Dragon's Death" to defend himself, and now seeing him, Wuzun suddenly felt that his life was guaranteed, and he was very clear about the strength of this eighth uncle ancestor.

The Eighth Uncle Ancestor waved his hand to stop Wu Zun from continuing, and arched his hand at Feng Ling, "I don't know how the little nephew provoked Your Excellency, can Daoist friends look at the old decay and open the net?"

Feng Ling squinted at the so-called Eighth Uncle Ancestor and didn't care. Although his strength has dropped greatly now, the other party is just a projection, and he is not taken into account at all. As for the true body of the Eighth Uncle Ancestor, Feng Ling is not very worried, and when he returns to the peak, it is uncertain who will take a detour when he sees it.

Feng Ling pointed at Wuzun and asked rhetorically, "This long worm is trying in vain to prevent this seat from breaking the seal, do you think it should be killed?"

Eighth Uncle Ancestor narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze swept around, his heart was shocked, and his face became ugly, "The little nephew has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, but I believe that with Your Excellency's belly, you won't be as knowledgeable as a junior, right?"

The Eighth Uncle Ancestor glared fiercely at Wuzun, who was about to speak, and blocked back what he was about to say, and his heart was even more bottomless.

Unexpectedly, this stinky boy would provoke such a figure, look at the remnants of the seal...... Grandma's, if it were me, it is estimated that it would have been worn out a long time ago, and the person in front of me can still fight alive.

Kicked to the iron plate!

Feng Ling looked up to the sky and laughed, and looked at the Eighth Uncle Ancestor with sneer, "The one who doesn't die is thick-skinned." Well, this seat is not going to have anything to do with you, if I have to care, how will you be treated?"

Eighth Uncle Ancestor's face sank, "So, Your Excellency is really going to be an enemy of my Dragon Clan?"

Seeing that Feng Ling didn't eat this, the Eighth Uncle Ancestor's attitude also hardened.

"Noise, what about being an enemy?" Feng Ling doesn't eat soft and hard, especially can't eat hard, seeing the Eighth Uncle Ancestor acting like this, his heart is on fire, and he raised his hand to shoot the Eighth Uncle Ancestor's projection, "Get out!"

Before Feng Ling's big hand could slap it, the projection would automatically disappear into nothingness.

"Okay, today's events, old decay remembers!"

The angry voice echoed slowly, and the Eighth Uncle Ancestor dissolved the projection at the last moment. Knowing that it is invincible, it will be destroyed on its own, so as not to be scattered by the other party, so that the last trace of dignity can be retained.

"I'm old, and I still have to say some useless scenes. Feng Ling shook his head, not paying attention to it at all.

In the East China Sea, the pool of the real dragon, an old man who is nearly sixty years old opens a pair of clear eyes, looks into the distance, and shows a thoughtful look.

"Is that him?"

As soon as Feng Ling was born, he showed his might. Although his physical body is shattered, and the only remaining primordial god is less than half of his heyday, he is still self-respecting and invincible.

Su Heng estimated that the peak spirit at this time was even stronger than the Xuanzhen Zhenren who had performed the forbidden technique at the beginning, that is, his cheap master. In this way, what kind of cultivation was the peak spirit when it was at its peak?

Su Heng felt a yearning in his heart, this ...... is the real strong!

"What?Xiaolonglong?" Feng Ling leaned over, the corners of his mouth lifted an evil smile, looking like a good person, and looked at Wuzun who was almost on the ground with a smile.

Wu Zun's face was pale, and he was so contemptuous of the other party that his self-esteem was seriously damaged, and his face turned into the color of pig liver.

"I'm fighting with you!" Knowing that there was no reason to survive, Wu Zun also hardened, turned his hand and sacrificed the green dragon ruler for the last struggle.

"Don't use the hidden dragon!"

Wu Zun stopped drinking, his face was full of determination, and he urged the proud magic weapon refined from the blood soul of the endless creatures of the entire Honghu Lake-Qinglong Ruler!

The first layer of the forbidden method of the green dragon ruler - do not use the hidden dragon, once it is activated, a strong bloody breath will come to the nose, which is the mark left after the successful refining of the treasure of the blood sacrifice.

The blood power of the endless creatures of Honghu Lake was released, and a demonic wind blew, mixed with the terrible and unwilling ghost crying and demon howl, as if it came from the Netherworld Yellow Spring, which made people mad.

A fire dragon rose from the green dragon ruler and spewed black flames, boiling the water of Honghu Lake with a sizzling sound, white vapor rising, and even the space was distorted.

Feng Ling's expression was strange, not because of the power of the fire dragon, but because of the tragic bloody aura in the underworld.

"The breath of the Red Ray King ......" Su Heng's expression changed suddenly, and his eyes fell on the jade ruler in Wuzun's hand, and he was shocked for a while.

Why? Why does Ye Shutong's breath appear there?

"What a little guy, ruthless enough. Feng Ling's evil handsome face sank, and his eyes looked at Wu Zun with complicated eyes, not only appreciating Wu Zun's decisive and ruthless methods, but also feeling sorry for Honghu's endless inspiration.

The death of the spirits was really aggrieved, so that the peak spirits couldn't get used to it.

"To cause such a thick bloody aura, you must have sacrificed the entire Honghu Lake in blood, right?"

Su Heng's eyes widened, his pupils contracted sharply, and his face was full of disbelief. But Feng Ling was well-informed, and his guess was correct, which made Su Heng powerless for a while, and then an unprecedented crazy killing machine rose from the bottom of his heart, impacting his mind wave after wave.

He stared at Wuzun and asked in a deep voice, "What about the King of Red Ray?"

Wu Zun manipulated the fire dragon and laughed wildly, Heng Zhi was dead, and he was not afraid of anything. The corners of his mouth lifted a cruel arc, looking extremely crazy, "King of Red Ray, of course he is dead!"

Su Heng's mind boomed, and it was blank.

"Hahaha, an ant-like existence, also trying in vain to practice my clan's supernatural powers? Not only that, but the entire Honghu Lake has been buried by me, and it is their honor that these lowly creatures can contribute to my magic weapons. ”

Su Heng's fists were clenched, and his knuckles were white.

"What? You're angry, you want to kill me, but what can that change? This seat is death, and there are countless living beings buried with it, hahahaha......"

Wuzun went completely insane.

The dragon essence in his body was injected into the green dragon ruler desperately, and the fire dragon let out an excited and high-pitched long groan, wrapped in monstrous flames, and pounced on the peak spirit.

"They're ants, so what are you?" Feng Ling laughed angrily, and stretched out a hand like a chick, using a "Law Aspect Heaven and Earth" magical power, his palm became infinitely larger, and he grabbed the fierce fire dragon without hurrying.

Su Heng turned his face away and strode towards the exit of Cifeng, not looking back.