"Who?" Liao Feng and Yin Hui were shocked, and they were even more angry, they didn't expect that there were still people here who dared to attack and kill Yang Ling.

As soon as the words fell, I saw three people galloping from a distance, and without saying a word, they were about to kill Yang Ling, who fell to the ground.

Liao Feng's hair flew, and the long sword in his hand was quickly unsheathed, heading towards the comer.

"Soil Chicken Tile Dog!" The person who came was very powerful, and the person at the head was wearing a fist made of dark iron silk, extremely tough, and attacked Liao Feng's long sword.

'Click~'

The sound of the clash of gold and iron came, and I saw brilliant sparks between the fist gloves and the long sword.

Liao Feng snorted, lifted the strength of his whole body, and his momentum skyrocketed, and the spiritual power in his body was running rapidly, like a volcanic eruption.

'Boom~' The dazzling light lingered around his body, and the long sword in his hand slashed the sky towards the other party fiercely.

But the person who came was even stronger, with a cold face with mockery and disdain, his black hair was flying in the wind, every movement could stir up gusts of wind, and his fist was so powerful that he could open the mountains and seas, and he charged a blow towards Liao Feng and killed him.

'Bang~'

The two collided again, Liao Feng vomited blood, and his body flew towards the rear like a kite with a broken string.

The person who came was also stagnant, and his breath was turbulent, but he still blasted towards Yang Ling with unparalleled might.

Not far away, Yin Hui also fell into a bitter battle, and the condition was extremely bad, he was surrounded and killed by two people, and he was scarred in the blink of an eye, and he was about to die.

Yang Ling was like a mad demon, someone was attacking behind him, and the picture in front of him made him even more anxious, and when the dreamlike scene was destroyed by the hairy-faced monkey, he felt heartache.

He didn't know why he felt this way, who was that dancing fairy?

When he came here, everything was like a fog, as if there was an inexplicable thread of cause and effect pulling him.

However, the person behind him had already killed a foot away, and he quickly turned over and got up, and suddenly pulled out the blood-red sword behind his back and threw it at the comer.

At the same time, a blood lotus was born in his palm, and the blood lotus spun up, swaying the blood-colored radiance of the guardian him.

He didn't think about it, he used the Great Sun Buddha Seal, pinched the palm seal with his right hand, waved the fist seal with his left hand, and the two huge golden seals suddenly erupted.

The fists and palms are staggered, menacing, its light is bright, its power is vast, mixed with the breath of the most rigid and yang, which makes people feel frightened.

But the other party obviously came prepared, and smiled coldly, "I knew that you had a big secret hidden in you, and sure enough, you actually have a magical power!"

"Aren't you afraid that if my mind moves, the poison hidden in your body will devour you?" Yang Ling was furious, but he didn't expect that someone would dare to attack and kill him.

But the other party smiled contemptuously: "What kind of thing are you, don't you just do something to deceive and deceive? You can deceive others, but you can't deceive me!"

After that, this person broke off and shouted, and his fists suddenly burst out, punch after punch, and the fist power was superimposed layer by layer, and in an instant, it burst out with overwhelming power.

The Great Day Buddha Seal is closely related to the cultivator of the caster, Yang Ling's realm at this time is low, and he can't exert the true power of this seal at all, and in the collision with the other party, the huge fist seal and palm print have turned into nothingness.

However, the other party was not comfortable, and his body regressed again and again.

Yang Ling was hysterical and was about to continue the pursuit, but a hoarse shout came from behind him, "Yang Ling, quickly retreat, what he is holding in his hand is a talisman bead, which can kill a few of us in an instant!"

I saw that the other party was holding a black bead in his hand, and there was a purple talisman floating on its surface, and there was also electric light entanglement, and the black ball was pregnant with extremely powerful power.

Yang Ling didn't know what the 'rune bead' was, but he could feel the earth-destroying energy, and he didn't think about it, so he immediately retreated.

"Since I took out the rune beads, how are you still going to escape?" the man chuckled, and then shook out the rune beads in his hand.

The next moment, the sky was full of purple light, thunder and lightning were raging, the wind was fierce, and Yang Ling felt that his body was squeezed by an invisible qi machine, and he couldn't move half a step.

There were purple walls of light trapped in all directions, and the walls of light were covered with small runes, constantly flickering with dazzling light.

"Sleepy!"

The other party let out a loud shout, his tone full of excitement.

Yang Ling found that he couldn't move for half a minute, and even the true power in his body was imprisoned and unable to function.

His Blood Moon True Lotus Sutra couldn't be urged, and that blood lotus collapsed instantly, and even the Vajra Method lost its effect.

"For you, I paid a terrible price, this talisman bead was taken from me by my father at the cost of his life, but today it was used on a waste, I must know all your secrets!"

Yang Ling was horrified, he tried to call the golden spear in the dantian, but to no avail.

"Can I just close my eyes and die?" he lamented in a low voice, never before in such great danger.

Thinking of death, he looked far away to find the wonderful fairy.

There, black smoke billowed and flickered from time to time, and from time to time there were shouts of rage and roars, and it was evident that the monkey and the fairy had fought to their fullest.

At this critical juncture, a majestic man appeared in the sky above the black smoke, he held a golden spear in his hand, wore a golden armor, and wore golden combat boots on his feet, and under him was a golden chariot, the chariot was pulled by eight desolate beasts of different shapes, these desolate beasts turned out to be the legendary Owl Kiss, Pu Lao, Raccoon, Fierce Beast, Gluttony, Jianxi, Jiaotu, Pixiu, the eight-headed desolate beast roared angrily in the sky, and stepped on the void to gallop, this kind of scene is really shocking.

"Demon monkey, how can my brother's woman allow you to oppress and let me kill you!" The majestic man's voice rang like a heavenly bell, and it was extremely grand.

At this moment, Yang Ling finally determined that these were all pictures of the past, because the golden spear and chariot of the great man were all on his body at this time.

But why these images have survived to this day, he has no way of knowing.

The man was handsome and handsome, and drove the chariot into the billowing black smoke.

A moment later, there was a long angry roar of demon monkeys there, and they fought fiercely, and the power that erupted destroyed the heavens and the earth, and even the stars in the sky were knocked down, and turned into ashes in the impact of energy.

'Whew~'

The demon monkey bared its teeth and was covered with wounds all over its body, and after a roar, it quickly fled on the black cloud.

The mighty man drove the golden chariot in hot pursuit, vowing to kill the other party to vent his anger.

The black smoke cleared, and all that was left was the devastation and a blood-stained fairy.

The fairy seemed to sense, and looked back slightly, a pair of starry eyes flashed with moving brilliance, and Yang Ling's gaze met across hundreds of millions of time and space.

She smiled, tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, the long sword in her hand danced gently, and blood-colored flowers fell down.

Time and space seemed to have frozen, and it had become chaotic again, there was no past, no present, and no future, and she came towards Yang Ling's foot in the void.

The long sword in his hand was slowly provoked, with endless glamorous rhythms, endless sorrows and sorrows.

"Nian Lang, this is your favorite sword dance, are you satisfied?" her red lips opened slightly, tears crystal clear, and the voice penetrated eternity and eternity.

At this time, she was still ethereal and extraordinary, and her body was not stained with red dust, but under the embellishment of tears, she seemed to become a little woman with a strong heart.

Yang Ling felt pain in his heart, and reached over to help her wipe her tears, but everything was illusory, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't touch that peerless face.

"Siyu, what's wrong with you?" Yang Ling couldn't help himself.

And this woman actually has the same appearance and the same voice as Feng Siyu.

"Nian Lang, you said that I would wait for your triumphant return, but countless years have passed, and you still haven't heard from you!" the woman cried softly, pitiful.

"Siyu, what happened?Who is Nianlang?" Yang Ling felt anxious in his heart, feeling that there was a big secret hanging over his head, but he couldn't know the mystery of it.

The woman didn't answer him, but just took him as the object of crying.

She glanced at the purple wall of light around her and the man who controlled the talisman beads, and stabbed the sword in her hand lightly, the man died instantly, and there was still an unbelievable look in his eyes, and he couldn't understand until he died, why a remnant image could still kill people with a sword.

'Click~'

The surrounding wall of light was completely shattered, and the rune bead also fell to the ground and shattered.

Yang Ling felt that the pressure had dropped sharply, and the true power in his body had been able to operate freely.

"Nian Lang, I'm leaving, this place is about to collapse, I'm going to wait for you somewhere else!" the woman curled gently like smoke.

At this moment, an equally beautiful fairy came on the crane, stopped in front of Yang Ling, and looked at him carefully.

Then he said to the woman who looked like Feng Siyu: "Sister, let's go, Brother Wusheng is trapped, this world is about to collapse, this person is not Nian Lang, it's just a similar grass!"

Yang Ling was about to go crazy and asked loudly: "Who is Nian Lang? Who are you? What does the similar grass represent?"

But no one answered him, and a moment later the two women disappeared into the distance.

After they left, the place fell into darkness for a moment.

"What the hell is going on, why am I like a fool and passive everywhere?" he felt depressed and felt like he was going to collapse.

'Boom~'

The world seemed to be collapsing, and there was light everywhere, but now it was dark, and everyone wherever they were was shocked, the change was too drastic.

It was as if falling from the sky to the ground, the spiritual spring disappeared, the spiritual energy was no longer strong, and even the spirit birds and beasts died one after another.

However, what made them happy was that those plants were still there, and there were many places where there were 10,000-year-old spiritual herbs.

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