"Death Tombstone!"

Sen Lei stared at the oncoming wind.

And at this time, with Sen Lei's roar, there was a slight change in the sky.

An extremely dense dark aura quickly enveloped the martial platform.

"What happened?"

Many people began to question the changes that appeared in the air.

Of course, there are still a large number of people who do not pay much attention to the changes that are taking place in the void.

Because compared to the movement made by Sen Lei, the brilliant golden light of Feng Wuya attracted their attention even more.

on the field

The four-winged golden dragon formed by Feng Wuya rushed straight down, and the sonic boom produced was enough to see that the power used by Feng Wuya did not leave Sen Lei with any chance of surviving at all.

And no matter what Sen Lei does now, it is just a useless struggle in the eyes of Feng Wuyan, and now the distance is very fast, and Sen Lei has no possibility of escaping

"Die to me!" Wind Boundless's voice was mixed with the dragon's roar, roaring angrily.

And Sen Lei looked at the golden light that gradually fell in his position, and the purple qi on his body became heavier and heavier.

Suddenly, the wind in the air felt something, it was a palpitating sound.

"Death...!"

The sound was transmitted to the ears of the wind boundless

Feng Wuya's original firm will was directly shaken, and the golden dragon that Feng Wuya turned into instantly cut his momentum in half.

Unbeknownst to him, the golden power in his body twisted wildly, struggling to resist the fear that was dominated by the terrifying sound.

Feng Wuya did not stop the impact on Sen Lei, and he was about to squash Sen Lei.

On the upper seat, he got the Feng Jun, and in an instant, he frantically condensed the terrifying spiritual power in his body, because he felt that it was impossible for Sen Lei to resolve Ya'er's terrifying blow, so he directly began to act.

Sen Yan clenched his fists and looked at what was going to happen on the field, but he couldn't do anything, because he knew that as long as he made a move, Feng Jun and Li Dongli next to him would definitely stop him, and there was no chance at all, not to mention Qingfeng's indifference showed his own position.

And all that can be done now is to pray that Sen Lei will resist this blow.

But Sen Yan is still ready to rush into the stage, no matter what, even if the chance is slim, he has to give it a try, even if the fish dies and the net is broken, Lei'er can't be fine!

Feng Jingsheng and Yu Chuyanran beside him, Yu Chucheng and others instantly looked at this scene on the field tensely.

But before everyone could react, the purple aura in the void that seemed to come from the underworld instantly turned into countless tombstones, and the tombstones were engraved with strange characters and runes.

At this time, Feng Wuya obviously didn't notice the changes behind him at all, and what he noticed was that Sen Lei's expressionless face actually showed a hint of a smile, and he didn't know if it was his illusion, this cub could still laugh in this situation?

But just before he came into contact with Sen Lei, his back was like a lightning strike, and the golden light was scattered in an instant, and countless tombstones smashed down towards the golden dragon that Feng Wuyan had conjured up, and there was no sound on the silent martial platform except for the screams of Feng Wuyan.

The four wings of the wind were nailed to the rain by the tombstone, and the bubbling blood gushed out from the wind and the dantian.

Everyone stared at this moment in amazement.

"Feng Wuya is defeated??" Qingchan showed an incredible expression, she felt the state of Feng Wuya just now.

What's that black tombstone?

Everyone looked at the heart-palpitating purple tombstones on the field, which stood out as if they were signs of hell.

Everyone looked at this Prince Senluo, who was full of mystery, and was silent.

Sen Lei gave them too many shocks, this endless stream of weird spiritual skills made them never know what kind of monk Sen Lei was, and how did his weird spiritual power cultivate?

"You, how did your brother-in-law go from being stolen from the spiritual root to the point where he is now... Yu Chucheng was completely impressed by Sen Lei at this moment.

This is simply going against the grain, the first treasure was stolen, and it can still grow to the point where it is now, which is even more demonic than the wind that stole his spiritual root.

This is a myth in his eyes.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed what was happening in front of him

"Because he is our crown prince," Chu Nan replied in a wooden voice

"Hey, do you know what your prince is cultivating, this is too good. Yu Chucheng suddenly said excitedly to Chu Nan

Who doesn't love a powerful force.

"Hurry up and dispel your thoughts, this kind of thing is not something you and I can cultivate," Chu Nan pursed his lips and laughed at him for his inadequateness.

Chu Nan was actually a little moved by this kind of power, but he still shuddered when he saw the bloody scene of Sen Lei's battle, and he still didn't want to be delusional.

On the throne

"How could this be!" said the Wind Monarch in shock, and then wanted to rush forward.

And the strict eyes next to him quickly released the spiritual skill that had been gathering momentum for a long time.

"Su!" A word Su exploded directly in front of Fengjun, blocking his way

"Where are you going?" said Sen Yan, slowly emerging from the aftermath of the explosion.

"Before, you were going to block my way, but now you are in a hurry to go up, why are you in a hurry? I see that you were not very confident just now!"

Feng Jun looked at Sen Yan's sharp eyes, and held back his anger and said, "Let your son let him go, he admits defeat, if your son dares to do anything, I will burn with you Senluo Jade, and I will never die!"

As if he had heard something funny, Sen Yan smiled and said, "Fengjun, you and I are both kings, and we are both people who have a place on this Rad continent, your current words make me think that there is a hermit standing in front of me who has not been too deep in the world, do you think your own words are funny, if you stand in my current position and talk to me, do you think you will let me pass?"

"Strict, don't deceive people too much, you're going to go to war now, aren't you!" said Feng Jun directly by pointing his finger at Strict's nose.

"Haha! Go to war? Don't you think about going to war all the time, why am I forcing you to go to war now? Do you still have a face! Let me tell you, even if it is a war today, I will admit it, and you don't want to enter this martial platform for half a step!" Sen Yan directly pulled out the spirit sword on his waist.

"Xuan Ming?!" All the emperors were shocked, they didn't expect this old thief to bring their treasures of the town, it can be seen that this old thief had expected this to happen.