"This is the Righteous Qi Alliance's one-qi chaos array?"

Wang Ao Sendai hangs high, the divine light emerges, like a fairy demon, between every move, there are immeasurable wind and clouds, Mo Ke vigorously accompanied, the gods in the realm of the god bones, holding up Sendai, has completely departed from the mundane, stepped into the ranks of the martial arts of the true way of ascending immortals. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At this moment, Wang Ao's combat power was in full swing, and suddenly, he let out a long roar, the divine thunder was rolling, the momentum was huge, and he had the power to destroy all the great magic power, and he really pounced on the sword saint sitting in the center.

The other disciples of the Righteous Qi Alliance who presided over the Great Array of Mixed Yuan all showed a look of horror in their eyes, and shouted: "Senior brother be careful, this demon demon has seen through the flaws in the Great Array, and wants to break the formation, junior brothers, hurry up and do it, urge the Great Array with all your might, don't let him escape." ”

Sure enough, Wang Ao sneered, a punch in his hand blasted out, the air shook, and the void set off terrifying ripples.

The disciples of the Righteous Qi Alliance who were sitting in the big array were even more unbearable, and their spirits were snatched away by Wang Ao in one fell swoop, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time, and in an instant, the Great Formation of the Mixed Yuan was broken.

"Waste. ”

Blocking in the center and bearing Wang Ao's stormy offensive, the sword saint was far from being calm and calm before, but fell into the disadvantage, after all, the gap in a big realm is far from being made up by ordinary Tianjiao, even so, the two sides are inseparable from each other, for a while, no one can help anyone, and they are deadlocked there.

"What are you still watching?

Although the One Qi Sword Saint can resist Wang Ao's attack in a short period of time, it is already regarded as a top Tianjiao qualification, this kind of outstanding person is rare in the entire sect, and it is regarded as the future cultivation of the sect, and even among some small sects, he can directly serve as the head of the sect, but it is such a Tianjiao, in the face of Wang Ao's offensive, he actually asked for help from the sidelines, which is really shocking.

Everyone didn't have time to think about it, so they all used their magical powers to kill Wang Ao.

The crossbow arrows that emitted cold light were wound, and the arrows were shocking, turning into a rain of arrows in the sky.

However, as a martial artist who has cultivated to the advanced Dao Zang realm, he is holding a spiritual soldier, Dao Zang out of the body, all kinds of dragons and tigers, leopard eagles, and guinea chickens, all gathered together, forming a terrifying general trend and suppressing the past.

"Demon Dao demons, cultivate presumptuously, swordsmen of Wind and Rain City, swordsmen, come to help. ”

"Qingguang Sword Technique---- a sword is shining. ”

"Butcher's knife tactics ---- slaughter mountains and rivers. ”

"Three-element gale---- a fierce storm. ”

“..................”

But when he heard a long roar, the killing moves were stacked, forming a shocking killing.

Just when everyone's eyes were focused on Wang Ao's body, Jiang Feng returned to the secret passage again, without him, Wang Ao's opening words deeply shocked him, he had never seen a single point of the Wang family's secret treasures, so who received these treasures before him?

When I think of the scene in the secret passage, only the ghost is the most suspicious.

It's just a ghost, a ghost, a ghost, do you think it's this ghost who swallowed these treasures?

Jiang Feng thought about this, as if he had caught something, but he couldn't believe it, so he had to suppress the thoughts in his heart, and now that he was going, he just wanted to know if Xingtian's coffin was still there, whether it had disappeared, and verified a doubt in his heart.

Walking in the secret passage, at this moment, it is not the darkness when it returns, but the lights are bright, I don't know when the ancient bronze lamps are lit again, and the rows of lamps are lit with faint candles, illuminating the entire secret passage.

Jiang Feng's footsteps were like the wind, and within an hour, he came to the place where he saw Xingtian again, but after coming here, there was a look of horror in his eyes.

"Gone, how could it be gone?"

With Wang Ao's cultivation, let alone say that it is a coffin in the Punishment Heaven, even if it is moved, it is impossible to do it, but even such a hard and indestructible 'coffin', with these eighteen chains, disappears, and completely evaporates from the world, as if it has never appeared.

At this moment, a message flashed through Jiang Feng's mind.

"The ancients were broken, and the gods and demons fell, so they built the coffin of the gods of the world, using the gods and goddesses as the framework, and wandering in the heavens and all worlds, in the cracks of space, in the turbulence of time and space, and in the ancient fierce land. ”

"In the ancient calendar, in 3.7 million years, there are nine days of dry bones of the steel god dragon, dragging the coffin of the ancient god from the nine heavens and burying it in the great wilderness, attracting countless strong people to pursue, breaking out a shocking array, and the blood rain rained for more than three days. ”

"In the ancient calendar, three million and eight hundred thousand years, the Nine Heavens Steel Divine Dragon shook and set sail again, dragging the ancient divine coffin, shattering the void and leaving. ”

“.....................”

In Jiang Feng's mind, the secret news about these eternal times kept echoing, since he obtained the one million contribution points of this slaying ghost shock, Jiang Feng not only exchanged for Bao Dan, but also exchanged some secrets of the eternal period, as the first sect of the Shenwu Continent, the Haoran Sword Sect, how powerful, the secrets that have been handed down are even more shocking, and a little bit of casual transmission is enough to make the three views of many martial artists collapse.

Among these secret stories, Jiang Feng basically recorded the major events and legends that had been handed down in the ancient period in the soul of the gods and kept them for later use.

I didn't expect it to be used today, but I didn't expect that when he used it, it would be so amazing and terrifying.

After seeing this mess, Jiang Feng turned back again, but he didn't expect that before he could go far, he was blocked inside.

In the secret passage, in front of Jiang Feng, there were three young men standing, all holding long knives, their bodies overflowing with murderous intent, and they were as violent as an abyss, giving people the feeling of a predator in the wilderness.

They looked at Jiang Feng with an indifferent face, looking down at Jiang Feng condescendingly, like a king looking at the many courtiers below in the court, noble and self-revealed, and said arrogantly: "You are Jiang Feng?

"I'm Jiang Feng, who are you? Who asked you to deal with me?" Jiang Feng looked at the three people who appeared, his whole body was shaken by spiritual power, the ancient gods in his body roared, and the indescribable moonlight was shining under his feet, and he looked at these people, not knowing what the way was coming.

"Hmph! a waste-like slave deserves to know our names. When you die, go to the Netherworld and ask the Lord of Yama!"

The man snorted coldly, the long knife in his hand was like blood, emitting bursts of cold light, and the knife slashed down, opening the mountain and cracking the ground, and it was accompanied by the buzzing sound of the knife, which resounded in the secret passage.

"The art of sound killing?"

Jiang Feng listened to the irritating sound of the knife in his ears, and watched the two fingers beside the man move, constantly flicking the long knife in his hand, beating the beat, step by step, like the devil's whisper. (To be continued.) )