It's just that Qin Feng can't make Yuhua feel so good. What's more, this big array has already been completed. As long as Qin Feng is willing, he can leave here at any time.

"I finally came to the Tomb of the Holy King, wouldn't I be sorry for myself if I didn't get something?"

Xuhua didn't know Qin Feng's attention. Otherwise, he would definitely scold Qin Feng for being a madman. When is it, still thinking about the things of the Holy King!

"Just let me see where you are!"

Qin Feng carved an inscription that melted into the void. Everything suddenly became clear in his eyes. Above the sky, a crystal coffin is slowly floating. The movement speed seems to be very slow. But Qin Feng understood that this was just an illusion. It's just an illusion that it's almost to the extreme!

In fact, the speed at which the crystal coffin moves. It was faster than Qin Feng's previous movement speed of the urging formation. TVmobile/

"I guess it only takes thirty breaths to get here!"

Qin Feng thought to himself. Crunch. Suddenly!

A voice that made Qin Feng creepy sounded.

"Boy, what's wrong with you?"

Xuhua has been paying attention to Qin Feng. Seeing Qin Feng like this, he hurriedly asked.

"Quick, hit your strongest blow!"

Qin Feng shouted. A corner of the crystal coffin has been lifted. The hand that killed Cao Feiqi before slowly stretched out. The hand is like jade, like a perfect work of art. It's just that this hand has a rich and extremely dead air. A palpitating power emanated from this hand. Beneath the beauty, there is often the most terrible killing machine!

One hand can cover the sky!

"Boy, make it clear!"

Yuhua sneered.

"Didn't I understand enough?"

Qin Feng no longer paid attention to him, but stared at the sky.

"It's coming!"

"Hmph, the old man wants to see what kind of fame you have again!"

His eyes were gloomy. Suddenly. A creepy feeling struck her. In the clouds. A big crystal clear hand grabbed it. The red rain curtain was torn. The hand has not yet fallen. The peaks have begun to crack inch by inch. Countless rocks rolled down the rain curtain. Like a mud dragon swept in!

"Damn, that Saint King really made a move!"

Xuhua's face changed. His robe was windless and automatic. The aura is like a tiger, roaring out.

"Green Tiger Dragon Roar!"

Recite!

A dragon groan. The palm of the hand tore the mud dragon and slammed directly into the palm of the Holy King.

"Poof!"

Just a moment. The attack came to naught. His mouth cracked, and his body was full of qi and blood.

"What a terrible Saint King, I'm not an opponent!"

Just one breath away, and I was defeated. The palm of the Holy King is still falling.

"Lost in Souls!"

"Chill the sleeves!"

"Gossip Soul Snatcher!"

He unleashed dozens of attacks in a row. A blow is stronger than a blow.

"This person's talent is okay. ”

Qin Feng was silent in his heart, "But unfortunately, this is a Saint King!"

There is simply no comparison between them. If it weren't for the fact that this Holy King had just revived a wisp of will. All it takes is one look, and it will fall!

Bang bang bang!

Palm prints, boxing, fingering, etc. Just the moment it touched the palm of the Holy King's hand, it exploded. Like a wind sweeping leaves, it is completely one-sided crushing!

Can't stop it at all!

He was going crazy and roared at the sky.

"I don't believe it, I'm a great powerhouse, even if you are the Holy King, I won't even be able to stop you with a palm?"

He stretched out his hand and took out an object from the space artifact. Before Qin Feng could see the thing clearly, he threw it out.

"Yinshan Life and Death Array!

Thundered!

Earthquake mountain shaking!

The whole person was shrouded in a thick black mist. Black characters crawled all over his cheeks like tadpoles.

"Secret arts?"

Qin Feng stood below and muttered, his right hand lightly tapping twice in the air. Not far away, beside Jiang Sijun, there was suddenly a red inscription.

"Heaven and earth are furnaces, holy bones are sacrifices, refining!"

The severed finger in front of Xuhua disappeared silently. When the severed finger reappeared, it was right in front of the Holy Lord's palm. One palm and one finger slammed together. Rumble!

The terrible force shattered the mountain on the spot. An invisible force held Qin Feng up.

"Boy, how long do you need it?"

Yu Hua came to Qin Feng's side and shouted loudly. The severed finger blocked the Holy King's palm. But at most, it can only buy them ten breaths of time!

"It's been prepared for a long time!"

Qin Feng smiled slightly and clasped his hands together. Syllable!

A crisp voice rang out. Buzz!

Countless inscriptions shine brightly, and the red mangs are magnificent.

"Very well, let's leave now!"

Joyful, I can finally leave this damn place!

"Hehe, do you think you can really get out of here?"

Qin Feng suddenly spoke.

"What do you mean? Have you forgotten that your life is in my hands!"

Yuhua's face sank, "Once the Soul Control Flag is activated, you will instantly become a puppet, do you want to try?"

"Whatever you want, but we're leaving!"

Qin Feng didn't look at him at all. Instead, he beckoned to Jiang Sijun, who was not far away. Airplanes!

A red light suddenly enveloped Jiang Sijun. At this time, Yuhua realized that Jiang Sijun was not under his control at all!

"Bastard, old decay, this will let you die!"

"And do you think this big array is really under your control?"

Xuhua made two palm prints in succession. The red mangs are masterpiece, wrapping Qin Feng.

"Just your unsightly inscription means?"

The god who thinks he is doing is unaware. But Qin Feng saw all this. See through it or not. Anyway, the part of the arrangement is redundant

"Little brute, do you dare to play with the old man?"

He was about to explode. This time, he didn't hesitate and directly urged the soul control flag in Qin Feng's body. Airplanes!

A small dark green flag appeared on Qin Feng's shoulder. Yu Hua shouted fiercely.

"Old decay, I'll send you to hell!"

He reached out and grabbed it, directly detonating the Soul Control Flag.

"Old fellow, your methods are really not worth mentioning!"

Qin Feng gently patted the dust on his shoulder. It's true that the Soul Control Banner blew up. But it only blew Qin Feng's hair.

"Thank you for buying me time!"

Sting. The space was directly torn apart. A force swallowed Qin Feng and Jiang Sijun into it. He was stunned for two seconds, and then burst into a rage.

"Bastard, bastard, angry old man, angry old man!"

It turned out that it was in Qin Feng's calculations from beginning to end. The methods he was proud of were simply a joke in Qin Feng's hands!

How could the Controllable Soul Banner fail?

Burst!

A crystal jade palm suddenly burst out. He only felt that the essence blood and aura all over his body were passing quickly.

"Hahahaha! I'm going to lose at the hands of a yellow-haired boy?"

As if he was crazy, the breath of his whole body quickly withered.

"You want to kill me, even if you are the Holy King, the old man will break off one of your fingers!"

Knowing that there is a dead end, Xuhua directly blew himself up!