Yao Xi didn't know how they grew.

In particular, the king beast is covered with scales, like a unicorn, and like a god, strange appearance, very hideous, with the power to open the mountain and split the sky.

"Bang!"

Meng Fan waved it out casually, and the Heaven Turning Seal directly covered it, and with a loud bang, the entire sky dome of this small world turned over,

This is the Great Dao Divine Seal that the human race does not transmit, and the higher the cultivator's understanding of the Dao, the greater the power.

I saw that the big seal was like a blue sky, boxy, like the jade seal of the Emperor of Heaven falling, destroying all things, like one dragon after another, the so-called holy lord overlooking hundreds of millions of rivers, if he did not use foreign objects, even a wisp of condensed breath escaping from it could not be stopped.

Under the blow, the flesh and blood of the two beast kings were molded, and the bones collapsed.

Not far away.

Yin Yanwan is extremely ethereal, lotus steps, graceful and moving, swaying, but with the slender body moving, every time a round of divine moon is played, there will be the king beast of the three layers of Sendai to hate it.

Children and grandchildren, endlessly!

In the darkness, the wind was still blowing, and the beasts were running wildly, filling this temple world with thunderous beast howls one after another, and then, all places shook, and it was impossible to see how many wild beasts were running wildly.

Fortunately, the number of king-level brute beasts is limited, after all, no matter what era the chopping path is placed in, it is a threshold.

I saw that Meng Fan shot one after another, entered the forbidden state of the Eternal Gods, and killed the three Dacheng Beast Kings with a tough attitude, and a vacuum area was formed around him-

In this flood of beasts, a small dot appeared, and no fighting broke out, and a balance seemed to be formed.

But it was just an illusion, the brute beasts had no wisdom, they were not afraid of life and death, they only had the primordial idea of guarding the ancestral temple, they were temporarily shocked by the terrifying aura after the fall of the king beast, and after a period of time, they would naturally rush up to die.

"Senior, do you want to use holy soldiers to wipe out this group of creatures?" Yao Xi stood on the clouds, his clothes fluttering, his slender figure was moving, and he asked.

And the clouds and mist around Guanghanque are ethereal, and the temples are lined with towers, white and flawless, and the luster is dotted, and this heirloom saint soldier completely protects this saintess before shaking the light.

Not only that, but the Yin Yang Gourd, the treasure of Maoshan Zhenshan, also followed left and right, so as not to be attacked by sneak attacks.

To be honest, such a lineup of Dao protectors will definitely be shocked in the outside world, but in Meng Fan's eyes, it is nothing at all, if he uses [Duobao] as the Dao name, it is not an exaggeration, but it is extraordinarily realistic.

The purple gourd guards the sea of eyebrows.

The furnace that has not yet been returned to the ancient Jiang family is floating in the palm of his hand.

At this moment, if Meng Fan used the Hengyu Sutra and instilled it with the exaggerated divine power of the chaotic body, he might be able to trigger the hidden depths, and the complete law left by that Great Emperor, even if there were only a few wisps, could make the power of the Holy Dao retreat.

But he had no intention of doing this, looking at the leaderless but gradually violent beasts, he whispered:

"Purple qi comes from the east, and it spans 30,000 miles."

Almost instantly, the purple qi like the sea came from the east, filling the heavens and the earth in an instant, indescribably precious and terrifying.

"The inheritance of Lao Tzu?!" Yin Yanwan's beautiful eyes were shining, this was a kind of anti-heaven method of the ancients, who had manifested when he went out to Guguan in the west, and the same was true when he arrived at Ziwei.

Yao Xi: "......"

Dacheng's king-level combat power, vaguely involving the Holy Dao realm, was a means that she couldn't imagine in the past, and it was difficult to generate other emotions other than shock.

A tsunami-like sound came out, and purple qi rushed up from behind Meng Fan, like a hundred thousand ancient stars sinking, and all the starlight gathered together.

It is like a 10,000-year-old ancient demon venerable, born out of thin air, with a monstrous demonic aura, raging in all directions, every inch is a purple flower, and every inch is a purple flame.

The purple qi was mighty, drowning countless ancient barbarian beasts, and to refine them, many stone mountains along the way were evaporated and turned into smoke, making it difficult to exist at all.

This is a terrifying attack secret technique, not inferior to the forbidden methods recorded in the Emperor Sutra, and anyone who faces such a supreme secret technique will lose their minds secretly.

The entire majestic mountain was evaporated and disappeared like water vapor, which was extremely terrifying, not to mention those brute beasts who had not yet cut the way, without the leadership of the beast king, it was just meat on the chopping board, without the power to resist, and was crushed by high-level forces on the spot.

The whole world is clean.

And after accomplishing this feat, Meng Fan, whose vast divine power was somewhat exhausted, swallowed a pill, and immediately returned to his full state, leading the second daughter to continue to move forward.

Swept all the way, without any accidents, the two kings of the world killed countless Yin Spirits and Guardian Brute Beasts, and soon came to the end of the thirtieth layer.

The stone door leading to the thirty-first floor was tightly closed, and there seemed to be a desolate beast inside, and it seemed to be connected to the netherworld, revealing wisps of strange aura.

"There is a peerless murderer." Yin Yanwan reminded in a deep voice.

"It doesn't matter." Meng Fan had no scruples, smashed the stone door with one palm, and rushed in directly.

In an instant, he caught a glimpse of a corner of the world, his eyes suddenly brightened, in the night rain illuminated by blood-colored lightning, the road was muddy, and several teams of soldiers wearing ancient armor were patrolling with black iron ge, war spears, etc.

"There are living things...... Yao Xi frowned.

The inside is very weird, the Tianyan Tong has been restrained, and it seems that there is a chain of order gods dense in the void, not to mention the Four Extremes Realm, even if the power comes here, it can't be seen really.

"Boom!"

The rain was pouring down, and it wasn't until a few blood-colored bolts of lightning intertwined in the night sky that she realized the gravity of the situation.

"Yes...... The armor stomach of the Feathered God Dynasty more than 200,000 years ago? The so-called heavenly soldiers! ”

Guanghan Fairy Yin Yanwan said in a deep voice, and her eyes flashed with an incredible look, before coming here, she had collected all kinds of information, classics and rumors, and had seen this kind of armor, and at this moment she was surprised why they were so immortal.

"The erosion of ghost energy, coupled with the arrangement of the Feather Dynasty in the past, allowed them to survive in such a posture, and they had no connection with immortality."

As the words fell, Meng Fan keenly sensed a powerful aura that erupted from among the mountains in the distance.

Heavenly soldiers, each of them has made great contributions, has extraordinary skills, and has superb means, otherwise how could he be given that title, he was definitely a monk born for war before his death.

Among them, the best are called:

Heavens!

In the snap of his fingers, a figure rode the blood-colored lightning, holding a black broadsword, and the power was astonishing, descending from the sky.

"This king is very unusual, he has become a great man, and he may retain the killing technique of retrograde killing immortals before his death."

Yin Yanwan whispered, the identity of the person who was identified from the stomach and breath, it is rumored that the person who can win the title of the Heavenly General of the Feather God Dynasty must be the one who cuts the way, and has made great achievements.

"Kill."

Just one word in response.

In the next two days, they saw countless strange creatures and explored the Heavenly Soldier Cemetery-

The ancient graves cracked one after another, and one by one the snow-white and even rotten bone hands poked out and slowly climbed up.

Even the bones that had long been rotten and unshaped, were forming the skeleton, and they quickly grew bloody flesh, and then the armor of the heavenly soldiers, which had long been dusty in the grave, also reversed time, sonorously, turned into battle clothes, and covered their bodies.

It's just that the pale faces of those heavenly soldiers, as well as their extremely low wisdom and instincts, show that the Feather Dynasty has not walked out of the true path of immortality, but is like the forbidden area of the underworld, keen to play with the body of the deceased.