Nine dragons, nine mountains raise their heads, rushing through the clouds, with the power of the sky to support the supreme demon court, in these nine mountains, the central peak is the head of the dragon, higher than the rest of the eight mountains, the altar of sacrifice to the sky is established here. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Now those who can be at the top of this dragon head are all loyal to the imperial concubine's henchmen, and there are many masters sent by the royal vein to support the Feng clan, who are distributed in this dragon head peak, guarded heavily, and can be said to be extremely strict.

It is the messenger representing the inheritance of all parties in Shenzhou, as well as the people of the demon clan, who can only observe the ceremony on the rest of the eight peaks at this moment, and cannot enter this dragon head peak.

And at this moment, on the top of the dragon's head, Feng Yingyue also discovered Ning Yuan, who had broken in, just glanced at it, and ignored it, a half-crippled and half-dead person was already good if he could block the siege of those tens of thousands of demon soldiers, how could he pose a threat to her.

Therefore, Feng Yingyue didn't care, turned to look at the Temple of Heaven, looked at Jun Qingyi in the dragon vein enchantment, and said with a chuckle: "Ning Yuan is here." ”

"Hmm!" Hearing this, Jun Qingyi's eyes couldn't help but stare at Feng Yingyue, who was smiling lightly, and he didn't say anything for a while.

Seeing this, Feng Yingyue's smile added a bit of coldness, and she said with a chuckle: "One person dares to come to the top of this Nine Dragons, hehe, I don't know whether to praise him for his courage, or to say that he is hopelessly stupid!"

"Bloodling. ”

"In!"

Listening to Feng Yingyue's words, one person stepped forward, only to see that his breath was deep, and he couldn't see through his cultivation, his long hair was bright red like blood, but his face was as pale as a corpse, giving people an indescribable gloomy coldness.

Feng Yingyue looked at the Temple of Heaven and saw that Jun Qingyi was still calm, Feng Yingyue hooked up a cold smile on her lips, and said to Xue Ling: "Go and cut off this person's head." ”

"Yes!"

In the middle of the words, the figure of Xueling suddenly shattered, and then a sharp cry sounded, and one by one the blood-colored bats flew out, and swept straight out towards the bottom of Jiulong.

After Xueling left, Feng Yingyue looked back at Jun Qingyi, and said in a playful tone: "Xueling is a xenomorph in the bloodline of the Bat Demon, carrying the inheritance of the Blood God Temple, and his assassination technique has entered the transformation realm, how long do you think it will take him to bring back the head of Na Ning Yuan for me?"

Between the words, Feng Yingyue looked at Jun Qingyi and sneered.

Jun Qingyi ignored her, and turned to look at the Nine Dragons, but his eyes were covered by the dragon vein enchantment and clouds, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Seeing this, Feng Yingyue's right hand stroked over, and then she saw the golden light blooming, condensing and manifesting a picture in the void, and the scene was a melee battlefield under the Nine Dragons.

"Enjoy it. ”

After that, Feng Yingyue didn't speak, and looked at Jun Qingyi with a calm expression.

For her, Ning Yuan's life and death were insignificant at all, and she did this just to disturb Jun Qingyi's state of mind.

Once the wise man loses his composure, then it is a perfect layout, and there will be fatal flaws.

It's just that I don't know, can this Ning Yuan become Jun Qingyi's fatal weakness?

......

Nine dragons down, killing continuously, in the formation of ten thousand armies, the bloody figure, stepping on the corpse forward, step by step, in this ten thousand armies array, opened a bloody road.

One person, one shot, life and death extreme!

The killing, not only endlessly, the footsteps, without slowing, the corpses of the corpses fell weakly, and the souls of the dead screamed sadly, painting this bloody and cruel battlefield.

Suddenly, a sharp roar pierced the void, and in the blink of an eye, several blood-colored lights descended, and dozens of blood-colored bats flew in, attacking Ning Yuan from all directions.

There were many blood shadows, so fast that it was difficult to catch, but in an instant, several bloody wounds were added to Ning Yuan's body, until a blood-colored bat that flew behind Ning Yuan exploded, and the figure of Blood Ling appeared, and a short blade appeared in his hand!

The blade is bright, like clear water, and the blade is shining with silver-white light, giving people only one feeling, sharp, extremely sharp, as if even the space can be cut sharp.

Holding the short blade in his hand, he stared at Ning Yuan, who was facing away from him, a cold smile appeared on Xueling's pale face, and then slashed it with one sword!

The essence of assassination is just one sword!

In the void, a silver light bloomed, the trail left behind by the blade that was too fast to catch!

When this silver light bloomed, the short blade had already slashed between Ning Yuan's neck, and as long as he was breaking through for three points, he could cut through the flesh and blood, and finally cut off this head.

However, in the end, this knife had to be stopped!

Because a sword is blocked by this blade!

"What!"

The moment the blade was blocked, an indescribable fear rose in Xueling's heart.

Cultivation is the foundation, only the innate god realm is not considered a strong person, but he has assassinated a strong man of the god realm tribulation, although he failed to cut off the other party, but he left a knife mark on his neck, a deep knife mark!

The reason for this is that because of the speed of Blood Ling, he is too fast, and the Earth Tribulation powerhouse who has cultivated to the Yuan God, although he senses his attack, he still can't completely avoid his sword.

So for his speed, Xueling has incomparable confidence!

But at the moment, that confidence turned into fear.

Not only because this inevitable sword was blocked, but also because of that sword, a sword that I don't know when it appeared!

He's slow, much, too slow!

Between life and death, what is the consequence of a slow step, Xueling is very clear, very clear!

So the moment the blade was blocked, Blood Ling didn't even think about it, and his body suddenly shattered, turning into blood-colored bats and flying out.

Escape, can only escape, in the face of a speed faster than himself, he doesn't know what to fight with.

"Wind Remnant Sword Shadow!"

The blood-colored bats flew between them, but they heard the sound of the wind suddenly, and the sword lights in the void suddenly bloomed, crisscrossing and crisscrossing, fast, so fast that they couldn't blink an eye, but in an instant, under the sword in the wind, one after another blood light bloomed violently, and the figure of the blood Ling fell, looking frightened and wanted to retreat.

But then he was extremely horrified to find that he couldn't move!

It was unclear what had happened, but a headless body came into his sight.

Despite the loss of the head, the body is still so familiar, as if it were ......

His own body!

The expression in Xue Ling's eyes froze, he was stunned and frightened, just like the people who died under his knife in the past, he didn't understand what happened until he died.

The headless corpse, the stunned head, fell weakly on the ground, and was soon covered by other corpses, and no trace could be found, and no one cared about the extra soul in this battlefield. (To be continued.) )