After hearing this voice, "Take over your paralysis!", the chaotic face of the Heavenly Dao Lord suddenly rippled like water waves, showing that his mood at the moment was extremely fluctuating.

And the disciples of the Yunhai Immortal Sect around Fang Feiyang burst into laughter.

Although most of these people were wounded, and some even lost the ability to continue fighting, they all laughed hard at this moment, as if they wanted to vent all the frustration from last night to the present.

"Okay, very good!" The eyes of the Heavenly Dao Lord swept over the disciples of the Yunhai Immortal Sect who were laughing one by one, and their voices were so cold that they seemed to be about to freeze.

"Since you all want to die, I will fulfill you!"

Before the words fell, the Heavenly Dao Lord slowly stretched out his hand, spread his five fingers, and then slowly tightened them.

I only heard the words in his mouth, as if he was chanting a mysterious incantation, and his hand became redder and redder, as if the blood of his whole body had rushed to it.

And as his hand gradually clenched, the faces of the disciples of the Yunhai Immortal Sect who were watched by his gaze gradually turned red, and even gradually turned purple, as if a pair of invisible big hands were holding their throats.

This force is so mysterious that everyone doesn't know how to struggle if they want to.

Everyone only felt that they were gradually unable to breathe, and many of them had already mastered the method of breathing through the pores of their bodies, but at this moment it was all useless.

The physical fitness of a cultivator is far beyond that of ordinary people, but if you can't breathe, you won't be able to sustain it for long.

Seeing that the disciples of the Yunhai Immortal Sect around him, including Fang Feiyang, all showed extremely uncomfortable expressions, and hope suddenly rose in Yan Wu's heart. Haha laughed and said, "Heavenly Dao Lord." Mana to the sky. You guys who don't know what to do, all of you are going to die!"

Although one leg had broken at the knee, he seized the opportunity, chanted a spell in his mouth, and jumped with the remaining leg, and a fierce man pierced the shadow on the ground.

He has a shadow demon parasite, which can be seen in the shadow of people, and it can be said that he comes and goes without a trace. Once he is in the shadows, it will be difficult to find him.

At this time, everyone was choked by the spell cast by the Heavenly Dao Master, and they saw that Yan Wu was about to burrow into the shadows, but no one could stop them.

Yan Wu already showed a hint of a treacherous smile on his face, he even turned around and waved his hand at Fang Feiyang, shouting and saying, "Lao Tzu will go first, you have the ability to chase me!"

However, halfway through the word, his throat suddenly suffocated, and the second half of the sound was held in his throat.

Then everyone watched as the shadow he had pounced on suddenly dissolved. It turned into a rotten and foul-smelling quagmire, and then Yan Wuyi planted himself in it. The upper body sank deep into the mud, while the lower body was exposed, and the two legs kicked hard into the sky.

How funny this scene was, although the disciples of the Yunhai Immortal Sect present were choked by an invisible hand, there were still many people with irrepressible smiles on the corners of their mouths.

However, what puzzles everyone is why the good ground suddenly turns into a stinky quagmire?

Fortunately, everyone's doubts did not last long, because a pretty figure had already fallen from the sky and landed at the forefront of all the disciples of the Yunhai Immortal Sect, facing the Heavenly Dao Lord.

It was a beautiful two words, bright eyes like autumn water, peach blossom-like cheeks, and a straight and small nose bridge...... Every part of the facial features is finely carved out.

The slender neck bends in a seductive arc, a pair of slender long legs are tightly together, the slender waist is gripped, and the whole body is full of suffocating temptation.

However, it was such a delicate young woman, who stood in front of everyone, but it was like a majestic mountain, blocking all the coercion brought by the Lord of the Heavenly Dao.

Gradually, everyone felt that they could breathe again, and the invisible hands that had been choking everyone's throats were released at some point.

Everyone's eyes were focused on this woman, judging from the back, this woman seemed to be very young, but when did there be such a young master in the cultivation world.

Most people are unfamiliar with this pretty back, only Fang Feiyang suddenly thought of a person.

I saw that the woman was far away and said to the Heavenly Dao Lord: "Others are fighting halfway through the heads-up, what are you interfering with?

The murderous name of the Heavenly Dao Lord was known to everyone in the entire cultivation world, but the woman was not afraid at all, and pointed at the nose of the Heavenly Dao Lord and scolded: "What kind of thing is it to bully the small with the big! Do you want to fight? Why don't you accompany the old lady with you?"

And what is even more surprising is that although she pointed her nose and scolded her like this, the Heavenly Dao Lord did not make a move, but his face became more and more solemn.

The woman turned her head sharply again, glanced at Fang Feiyang, and said, "You continue to fight, with me here, I guarantee that no one can interfere." ”

Seeing that familiar face, Fang Feiyang was inexplicably surprised and shouted, "Senior!"

"It's called Mrs.," said the woman, who seemed displeased, but the glimmer of joy in her eyes could not be concealed.

"Yes, Master!" Fang Feiyang shouted honestly.

With the relationship between Pear Falling Fairy and Ye Jinghong's predecessors, as well as the care she once took care of herself, this "master" Fang Feiyang shouted willingly.

As he spoke, a golden light jumped out from Fang Feiyang's eyebrows, it was a seal of calamity shaped like a flower bone.

This is the seal of the misfortune of the pear falling fairy, when the pear falling fairy gave it to Fang Feiyang, and stated that he would store the essence and exercises he had comprehended from his years of practice in it, and it would not be opened until Fang Feiyang was ready.

In the past few years, Fang Feiyang's cultivation has climbed like a rocket, but this seal of calamity has never shown signs of loosening, so Fang Feiyang has never been able to spy on the secrets.

And just now, when Fang Feiyang violently beat Yan Wu, he felt for the first time that this bone-like seal of calamity had a tendency to bloom.

And now, under the gaze of the pear falling fairy, the flower bone is blooming, and a dazzling light shoots out from above, projecting to the bottom of Fang Feiyang's heart.

A brutal and vast soul power erupted from the seal of calamity, washing through all of Fang Feiyang's meridians like a mountain torrent, and an indescribably powerful force escaped from every cell in his body.

He clenched his fist slightly, and the bones in his body suddenly let out a series of "crackling" sounds, and at the same time, an uncontrollable urge arose from the bottom of his heart.

Fang Feiyang's eyes were red!

I saw him jump and dodge to Yan Wu's side, grabbed one of his legs with one hand, and then pulled Yan Wu out of the stinky quagmire with a little force, like pulling a radish out. (To be continued......)