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The roar could not be subsided for a long time in this shadow palace, and a large area of the palace was dispersed by the aftermath, and it was a mess.

Above the sky, the nine people in purple were all frowning at the moment, and one of the old men seemed to be the leader of the nine.

"Zhao Er, the eight of you quickly go to the human realm and capture the few people who escaped before, especially the old man, if you can't catch it, you will kill it directly in the human realm, and I will go and tell the ghost master now. “

"Good. ”

After saying that, the other eight people turned around and wanted to leave.

In their opinion, Yan Feng at this moment must be dead and can no longer be penetrated, this is also normal, let alone Yan Feng, the blow just now, even if the ordinary golden immortal carries it, it will definitely die.

But at this moment, suddenly... The whole film world is starting to tremble!

In the whole world, dense cracks began to appear in the void, all regions, mountains, forests, oceans, swamps, volcanoes... Everything is in this moment, trembling!

In the central hall of the Shadow Palace, on top of the countless stone pillars in it, the most central one, Han Shi opened his eyes again, and there was a sense of horror in his eyes.

"This breath...!"

"I... Let you go?"

A voice, the intent of respecting the heavens and killing the heavens, echoed between this heaven and earth, and fell into the ears of the nine people in the sky, the moment this voice came out, these nine people, all trembled lightly in an instant, this momentum, even if they were comparable to the golden immortals, it was still difficult to breathe, and even the ghost power flowing in the body had a tendency to solidify.

Finally... Who the hell is it?!

In the ruins of the palace, a figure slowly stood up in the smoke and dust, holding a woman in his arms.

Jiao Ling's hands wrapped around Yan Feng's neck, leaning on Yan Feng's shoulders tightly, her beautiful eyes were looking forward to it, feeling the fierce sword aura emanating from Yan Feng's body at this moment.

All... It's so familiar, the long wind that used to be... The hundred-mile long wind that I respected in the Three Realms and Six Realms in the past is back!

The long gray hair was flying in the wind, Yan Feng's figure slowly rose from the smoke and dust, his body, there was an invisible sword qi vertical and horizontal, and the voids around him were all twisted, and many voids were directly torn apart, although they couldn't be seen, but they couldn't help but tremble.

"What did you just say?"

Just took a step, and the figure appeared in front of these nine people in an instant, as if teleporting!

"His cultivation... How could it be, how could it be!"

The old man who was the leader couldn't hide the surprise in his heart at this moment, as well as the deep fear from his soul, because he suddenly found that he couldn't see through Yan Feng's cultivation at this moment!

I can't see through, there is only one explanation, the other party is powerful, you are not qualified to know! They are comparable to the existence of the Golden Immortal, and no one in the entire film world, except for the Yin Yang Ghost Lord, has never been able to reach such a situation.

"Did you say that?"

Yan Feng looked at the old man lightly, and his eyes froze instantly.

"No... No!" the old man had not yet opened his mouth.

An invisible sword qi fell on the old man's body in an instant, and the sword qi was invisible, but when he was on his body, a earth-shaking aura appeared, and the old man, under this invisible sword qi, was directly twisted into powder, and he didn't even have time to scream.

The soul is scattered, and there is not a trace of scum left.

The existence comparable to the Golden Immortal was just under Yan Feng's eyes, and his soul flew away.

The other eight people were all stunned at the moment... Just one look?!

He's dead?!

One look, the golden immortal soul is scattered?!

This kind of power has never been seen before, and for a while, these eight people are all frightened and regressed, nonsense... Compared to the real golden immortals within the Three Realms, these ghosts and immortals who can compete with the golden immortals are even more desperate.

To be able to mix to their level, the ghost tribulations they have experienced are already innumerable, hovering on the verge of death, they know the hard-won truth better than those golden immortals who are at ease in the Three Realms.

Because it is difficult to obtain, I don't want to lose it.

But at this moment, Yan Feng is the one who wants to deprive them of everything!

The eyes instantly condensed on the eight people, and the eight invisible sword qi came out in an instant, and the eight people turned into Changhong and hurried away, wanting to dodge, but... Can you hide?

The eight invisible sword qi caught up with these eight people in an instant, and just as they were about to fall, from this void, the sound of a dragon's roar came out, and a huge dragon head appeared from the crack, followed by a red dragon, with fiery wings, a huge body, and a whole body, surrounded by fiery red flames.

It's not the body shape of a sea dragon, but it's a bit similar to the ancient Ying Dragon.

The Ancient Flame Dragon! Also known as the Fire Dragon!

The eight invisible sword qi all fell on this great flame dragon, and in an instant, the roar of the furious dragon sounded, and the eight sword qi cut out eight mouths on this huge dragon's belly, and blood sprayed out like a spring.

Yan Feng's eyes shrank, and the figure stepped out in one step, directly in front of the dragon's head, holding the spirit with both hands, but there seemed to be a hand in the void, and it smashed down on the dragon's head, and the huge flame dragon, the figure roared and fell down suddenly.

Looking down at the Kyaukling who was in his arms with his eyes closed, the eight invisible sword qi on Yan Feng's body came out again, and instantly caught up with the eight ghost immortals comparable to the golden immortals, just in an instant, all of them were twisted into powder.

"The person I want to kill, it's not your turn to stop it. ”

Yan Feng looked at the huge Yan Dragon who had just stabilized his body at low altitude, and the Yan Dragon at this moment roared furiously, but he didn't dare to go up... If he goes up again, I am afraid that he will not be able to come back.

"Red owl, stand down. “

At this moment, ten zhang away from the severe wind, a figure slowly appeared in the void, it was the Yin Yang Ghost Lord Han Shi.

And that huge flame dragon turned out to be the red-haired masked man who had been standing behind him before.

The giant dragon let out a roar, and its figure turned into a red light that fell behind Han Shi, turning into a human form, his face was pale at this moment, and his eyes looked at Yan Feng with horror and disbelief.

He is an ancient flame dragon, and his cultivation is so high, even those saint immortals of the Three Realms are incomparable, and he actually felt trembling in front of this man.

Obviously, before, this was just an existence that could be killed with a wave of his hand, but why... Why did it suddenly become so?

"Who the hell are you?"

Han Shi stared at Yan Feng, and there was no longer any slackness in his eyes.

"Who am I, and what do I have to do with you?"

Yan Feng hugged the Jiaoling in his arms, his eyes were indifferent, and there was a hint of contempt, he really wanted to kill this old guy directly here, after all, all this, including Jiaoling's injury, the culprit was this old immortal.

But no... The sword qi in his body can only last for a short stick of incense, and now he can feel that the sword qi is dissipating, and this sword qi, I don't know if it is a bit of his strength in his previous life, but it will definitely not exceed fifty percent, and it may even only be three or two percent.

With these strengths alone, there is no way to kill this Yin Yang Ghost Lord.

Yan Feng didn't want to linger any longer, so he turned around directly, and in front of him, a crack automatically drew out.

"If you feel confident that you will keep me, do so. ”

After saying that, he stepped into the crack with the bright spirit, and then the crack dissipated...

"Lord!"

The red owl behind him wanted to say something, but Han Shi stretched out his hand and pressed it down.

"Heal well. ”

"This world... It's getting more and more elusive. After a pause, a smile appeared on Han Shi's face, looking up at the sky, Han Shi's eyes pierced through the barrier and looked at a higher place.

(To be continued.) )