The sky above Sun Hao's residence.

"The half-immortal is an insurmountable ravine, and it is not something you can challenge!"

"Even if you have immortal weapons, so what?"

Lie muttered to himself, looking at the fading magma, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Suddenly.

"Buzz ......"

A sword roared.

A fairy sword soared into the sky.

Immediately after, the Wenren Stone emerged from the magma and stood quietly in front of the martyrdom.

His hair was scorched and he looked miserable.

The body is covered with a lot of scars.

Despite this, when he saw this scene, he was full of cold in his eyes.

Just a blow.

It is equivalent to a three-step half-immortal full force blow.

He turned out to be intact?

How is this possible?

Dreaming, must be dreaming.

Martyrdom muttered, unwilling to believe what was happening in front of him.

And a second.

He was even more immersed in the ice well, and the cold was deep to the bones.

"It hurts!"

Su Yiling stood up with a grin from the magma.

Around her, a picture scroll wrapped.

Most of the damage, all the damage is blocked.

Only the fingers were slightly burned and turned red.

She held her fingers and kept blowing, "Ouch, it hurts, how can you play with fire like this!"

"You've hurt me, now, I'm going to be polite!" Su Yiling said as he looked at the martyrdom hatefully.

The Dead has not yet recovered from its stupor.

Then.

"Whew......"

The other three flew up in turn.

Five people, completely surrounded by the martyrs.

All five of them suffered only minor injuries, which was not enough to worry about.

"Happy, finally a little painful!"

The corners of Chen Daoming's mouth rose, and the fighting intent on his body soared.

He stared at the scorching corpse as if he were staring at a prey.

"Ever since I followed my son, I have forgotten what it means to be in pain!"

"Unexpectedly, someone finally let me know what it means to be in pain!"

"In this battle, I'll come first!"

After speaking, Chen Daoming took out the firewood knife and poured strength.

Because of the sudden increase in strength, now, he can exert the power of the firewood knife!

Furthermore, I can use it ten times!

That's growth.

"Hoo ......"

The firewood knife shook up layers of ripples, cut out a knife qi, and aimed at the fierce death, that is, it roared.

"Hmph, come here again, who's afraid of whom!"

Flame snorted coldly, and the flames in his hand rose, forming a giant flame hand, aiming at the sword qi, and grabbed it.

The sword qi and the flame giant hand collided together in an instant.

"Click!"

A bang rang out.

The Flame Giant Hand burst open in an instant.

"This ...... This is a complete fusion of the sword intent realm into the sword qi?"

"How can a Flying Ascension Realm kid be so terrifying?"

Martyr's scalp was numb, and he hurriedly summoned the Feather of Wuzu and blocked it in front of him.

"Boom, boom......"

The sword qi slammed into the Wuzu Feather, sending out a roar.

The sword qi seemed to penetrate the feather of Wuzu and hit his body.

"Ah......h

Lie Yan's face changed drastically and he roared.

He frantically extracted the immortal power of his body, released the Flame Dao, and merged into the Feather of Wuzu.

It took a lot of time to wear out this sword qi.

He gasped and looked at Chen Daoming with a look of jealousy.

Chen Daoming looked at the martyrdom, and a flash of surprise flashed.

His strongest move was also blocked by him?

Sure enough, the half-immortal is really strong!

Although he could still slash out nine sword qi, he no longer possessed the realm of sword intent, and he could easily wipe it out.

Chen Daoming stroked a handful of silver hair, carried the chai knife on his shoulder, and smiled slightly, "I've made one move enough, so as not to kill you if I make another move!"

"Next, it's my turn!"

Su Yiling smiled slightly, and two shallow dimples appeared at the corners of her mouth, which were very sweet.

"Hmph, a yellow-haired girl who doesn't know the world, I'm still afraid that you won't make it?"

The martyr's face was full of disdain.

"Huh, huh?"

Su Yiling picked up the picture scroll, slowly spread it out, and then said: "The heavy snow presses the green pine, and the green pine is straight and straight!"

"Hoo ......"

In the sky, dark clouds suddenly appeared.

The ambient temperature drops rapidly.

Bursts of snow fall slowly.

Inside the picture scroll, endless chill fell like silk threads, all pouring into Su Yiling's body.

At this moment, she was like a green pine, standing there quietly.

The ice and snow around her spun around Su Yiling rapidly, and in the end, all of them disappeared into her eyebrows.

In the center of her eyebrows, a mark of ice and snow was left.

She is like an ice fairy, with a freezing effect in her every move.

"This ...... It can't be!"

"He was able to mobilize such a terrifying ice and snow avenue, fake, it must be fake!"

Lie Mourning shook his head for a while, unwilling to believe the scene in front of him.

"Hehe......"

Su Yiling smiled slightly, and the ice and snow marks on her eyebrows lit up with a dazzling light.

"Hoo ......"

A wisp of white light flew quickly.

Seeing this wisp of white light, the scalp of the martyr exploded.

Quickly draw out the strength of his body and squeeze it into the feather of Wuzu.

Then.

It's time for the Feather of Wuzu to fight against Bai Mang.

This time, it took several breaths to wipe out the white mang.

The body of the martyrs, the strength has been drained.

He gasped and looked at the five monsters in front of him, his face showing infinite remorse.

What to do?

If it goes on like this, it will definitely be explained here.

With an incomparably painful expression, he took out an elixir and swallowed it in one gulp.

"Now, it's my turn!"

At this time, Mu Bing stood up.

Looking at Mu Bing, Lie Yan no longer had the slightest intention to fight.

These monsters in front of them are terrifyingly strong in flesh.

It is impossible to kill yourself!

If you continue to fight, you will definitely die.

Now, run away!

Thinking like this, Lie Yan took out the dust, "If you want to deal with me, you guys are still a little close!"

With that, he quickly waved the dust.

"Hoo ......"

The spiritual power around him surged rapidly, and it quickly twisted along with him to whisk the dust.

In less than a moment, a teleportation vortex was formed.

Without any hesitation, the Flame Death jumped into the teleportation vortex at the first moment.

"Goodbye, everyone!"

All that remains, this sentence.

Seeing this scene, Luo Liuyan and the five kept shaking their heads, without the slightest intention of moving.

A moment later.

"Hoo ......"

A teleportation vortex appeared in front of the five of them.

A figure walked out of it.

This man is a martyr.

He saw Luo Liuyan and the five people, and his scalp was numb.

I rubbed and came back?

Teleporting in place?

What's going on?

He swept his eyes around and looked at the Qinglian Demon Venerable, but saw them standing there calmly, unmoved.

Then, he looked up at the sky, and his scalp tingled.

I saw that in the sky, a divine dragon phantom appeared.

"Space Dragon Ancestor!"

Martyrdom exclaimed.

It turned out to be the Ancestral Dragon that could control the Spatial Dao!

In front of this kind of Ancestral Dragon, want to escape?

Two words: dream!

Even if there is an immortal weapon sent by the master, it is impossible to escape!

Martyr's heart was as dead as ashes, he looked at the Sky Space Dragon Ancestor, and said, "Senior, I haven't offended you in the future, why do you want to deal with me?"

"Hehe......"

The Space Dragon Ancestor smiled slightly, and his breath surged like a tsunami.

Don't talk now, you can't even move your eyes.

He felt that his body was about to explode in the next second, and he died tragically on the spot.

"You're looking too highly of yourself?"

"You're also worthy of this seat, this seat is just sending you back!"

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