In the galaxy, the endless sword qi covered Fang Yun's figure, covered in scars and overflowing blood, but his white hair danced wildly, and his invincible aura still existed. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The Holy Son of the Immortal Feather Holy Land laughed proudly, he didn't perform a real killing move, but waited for Fang Yun to use the power of the Divine Power Exotic Royal Clan.

He is extremely conceited, the Chosen Son trapped in the galaxy, even if the Chosen One uses the power of a foreign royal family, he is just a sparrow imprisoned in a cage.

"You don't deserve me to use my magic at all. ”

Fang Yun Dao, the Demon Swallowing Technique is a forbidden technique in the Foreign Land, and although the Holy Son of the Immortal Feather Holy Land is powerful, it has not yet reached the point where he has to use the Demon Swallowing Technique.

"Are you unwilling to exert your foreign powers when you are dying?Or are you also very disgusted with the demon blood in your body, to the point of unbearable, it is really sad, then you will die!"

The Holy Son said arrogantly, he was like a great sage who controlled the life and death of hundreds of millions of living beings, looking down on all the spirits in the world, and he couldn't live forever.

He pronounced the fate of the Chosen One with his words, and in the galaxy, one after another cold stars exploded, turning into endless cold light sword qi, slashing the dome with the momentum of slashing the dome, strangling Xiang Fang Yun.

Even the seven demon gods behind Fang Yun looked nervous, they really deserved to be the holy son of the Immortal Feather Holy Land, he was gifted all over the world, and among the young beings of the same generation, there were almost no opponents.

A sneer rose at the corner of Fang Yun's mouth, the power of the killing origin gushed out wildly, the killing aura was monstrous, a ray of scarlet sword light appeared in Fang Yun's fingertips, and in the next moment, thousands of bloody sword qi erupted, slaughtering gods and killing demons, unable to stop it.

Qiang Qiang ......

The dense Jin Ge loud sound was heard, extremely violent, making people's scalps tingle, even when they saw it, the galaxy collapsed, the cold light disappeared, and Fang Yun's figure slowly walked out, like a peerless killing god.

The Holy Son's face suddenly changed drastically, and there was a look of disbelief in his eyes, he shouted loudly, his face was extremely distorted, and he used the mysterious sword method to control the immortal sword and stab it into Fang Yun's chest.

The tip of the Shura sword swept out, and the moment the two blades collided, there was an earth-shattering sound, but when he saw that the fairy sword broke in response, it was actually invincible to the edge of the sword tip of the Shura sword.

"It seems that you didn't understand what I said at all, there is a gap in absolute strength between you and me, to kill you, it is as easy as a snap, you don't need to use the power of demon blood!"

Fang Yun said indifferently, arrogant and arrogant, the tip of the sword was pinched at his fingertips, and with a wave of awe, a bloody sword light pierced through the space, and it came in an instant, penetrating the body of the Holy Son.

The speed of this sword light is too fast, it is extremely sharp, and the Holy Son of the Immortal Feather Holy Land has no time to resist it, even if it is too late, it cannot be stopped.

Blood spattered in the sky, the Holy Son screamed, his figure retreated violently, and there was an extra transparent hole on his body, almost destroying all his internal organs, this was undoubtedly a heavy blow to the origin, once it was not handled well, it would affect his cultivation after evolution.

The impact is even heavier, I am afraid that it is the inner demonic barrier, in the Immortal Feather Holy Land, the Holy Son is invincible in the same generation, and he has never suffered such a fiasco, this is a battle that will inevitably bring a shadow to his heart, and may become the biggest obstacle on the path of cultivation in the future.

"Holy Son!"

Several gods in the Immortal Feather Holy Land exclaimed, they protected the Holy Son behind them, and looked at Fang Yun, their faces changed slightly.

As the Holy Son of the Immortal Feather Holy Land, it has attracted the attention of countless people in the Holy Land, and several gods of the Immortal Feather Holy Land all know that the Holy Son is talented enough to be proud of hundreds of millions of living beings, but now he has failed miserably in the hands of the Chosen Son, and what shocks them even more is that the Chosen Son's cultivation years are not as long as the Holy Son, and the realm is also lower.

This is terrible, it makes them shudder, if the chosen son does not die young, the future is immeasurable, and it is impossible to speculate.

Wind God Feilian, Peacock Ming Emperor, Ghost Emperor Nine-headed Bird, Strange Emperor Feidan, Thunder Emperor Kui Beast, Angry Ape Emperor Zhu Yan, and Lu Wu Seven Demon Gods looked relaxed, they were surprised by Fang Yun's strength, they did not relax their vigilance, and faintly protected Fang Yun in the middle, Fang Yun was the chosen son, with the blood of an exotic royal family, which was not tolerated by the gods, in this place, they had to be cautious in case the strong people of the Divine Dao Realm made a sneak attack.

Yao Qianqian's charming eyes kept looking at Fang Yun, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, this girl's confidence in Fang Yun has never changed from beginning to end.

"Chosen son, our ancestors disdained to kill you, and the prophecy of the ancient stone tablet was broken by us. ”

More than a dozen young figures, accompanied by a piece of stars falling, all extraordinary, all of them are the pride of the sky, they are the geniuses of the Star God Clan, following the powerhouses of the Divine Dao Realm in the clan, they came to the outside of the ruins of the Divine Court to see the mysterious mystery of the ruins of the Divine Court, which is of great benefit to their future cultivation.

As the geniuses of the Zhongzhou Divine Clan, all of them are young supremes, arrogant, and look down on the young beings in the world, even if they are some powerhouses of the Divine Dao Realm, if they are not strong, these geniuses will not be taken seriously.

The appearance of the Chosen One has caused a sensation in the present world, shocked many gods, and overshadowed the edge of all young beings, and from ancient times to the present, there is no young creature who can compare with the Chosen One.

These Star God Clans were arrogant, and the geniuses who underestimated the heroes of the world were naturally unconvinced, and they all had to find the Chosen Son to fight to prove themselves, even if the Holy Son of the Immortal Feather Holy Land was defeated in the hands of Fang Yun, they would not be able to change their obsession.

Fang Yun was arrogant, and sneered: "Those old guys, it's not that they disdain to kill me, but they don't have that strength, they are afraid that their eternal cultivation will be destroyed once and for all, so why do you want to say so high-sounding, if you want to kill me, do you have that strength?"

His face was grim and his body had an invincible aura, so that the seven demon gods around him didn't have to make a move, as long as it wasn't for the arrival of powerful beings above the Extreme Dao Realm, he was not afraid of any genius.

"Dare to slander the gods of our clan, presumptuous!"

"Chosen son, you are too arrogant, a monster with demon blood flowing on your body, you dare to make a big statement here!"

"You've only been practicing for decades, what can you know? Do you think that if you are the chosen one and your destiny is based on heavenly fortune, you can fight against the gods of the heavens?"

"The ignorant are fearless, and this is the saddest thing!"

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The geniuses of the Star God Clan shouted angrily, they relied on the strength of the crowd, and there were strong people in the Divine Dao Realm of the clan behind them, and they were pressing forward step by step.

Fang Yun's response, only a touch of playful arc raised at the corner of his mouth, he was silent and fearless, Yao Qianqian's slender posture unswervingly stood by Fang Yun's side, his long hair fluttering, his posture was beautiful, and his eyes exuded purple brilliance.

Airplanes!

The void shook, and the heaven and earth suddenly appeared with a yin and yang vision, one black and one white, spinning endlessly, exuding mysterious and strange fluctuations.

"Hehe, Fang Yun, it's been a long time, it seems that your identity as the chosen son has not been able to hide after all. ”

With a chuckle, a figure that Fang Yun was not unfamiliar with, stepping on the void, slowly came.

(To be continued.) )