Fengmoling, the real leader of the younger generation of the four major families of the Wind Forest Volcano, has always been Taoguang and devoted himself to cultivation, although his reputation is not obvious on the outside, but he is a high-ranking figure on the inside. What is especially rare is that as a daughter, she has practiced the six Dao Yuangang of the most yang and the most rigid, and even the yin to the yang, although she is now the peak of the heavenly immortals, but ordinary golden immortal characters are helpless. However, this alone can hardly be called the first person of the younger generation, and the reason why she can sit here is because of her unparalleled resourcefulness.

Dressed in a moon-white robe, a crown of gorgeous clothes, a white feather fan in the palm of the hand swaying gently, two sword eyebrows that are more heroic than a man, make this young woman exude a heroic spirit all over her body, and the charming and enchanting Ma Ling'er has become a moment of brightness, and it is difficult to distinguish which is better or worse. is also a stunning woman, Ma Linger is like a delicate and beautiful rose, beautiful and incomprehensible, but full of thorns, which makes people yearn for it even more. And this woman is a touch of iron pear flowers on the side of the mountain, swaying in the cold wind, and she has a dangerous atmosphere, but it is difficult to hide her seductive demeanor.

Beside her, a tall and burly man was looking at the woman's slightly thin back with affection, and the gaze that seemed to be burning in essence made the woman seem to be aware of something. Slightly disgusted and helplessly frowning, the feather fan in Feng Moling's palm shook gently, "Mountain Yuantu, it seems that Tie Lao can't hold it anymore, you go and help!"

When the man behind him heard this, he immediately looked into the distance, but saw that the iron-shouldered demon emperor was still floating in the air, and the natal magic weapon ink feather needle made of his own 36,000 iron feathers was being arranged into a heavenly circle, and the momentum was not triggered, where did it look like it was not supported? However, this rough man did not ask in detail, and in response, he picked up the axe beside him that was bigger than his body and ran towards the foot of Yulong Mountain.

This man obviously doesn't know how to escape, but before he takes a single step, a trace of earthy yellow origin power will emerge on the ground, and the footsteps that originally landed a few feet away will instantly move a few miles away, and it is similar to the great magic power that shrinks the ground into inches. In just three breaths, the mountain has come to this chaotic field from a long distance.

And at this time, the godless son who had survived the catastrophe-free tribulation suddenly opened his eyes, and after experiencing this heavenly transformation, he was no longer the little shrimp yuan god monk who swallowed his anger before. At this moment, the Son of No God was like a divine sword that had been hidden in the ground for thousands of years, and finally showed the sword light that illuminated the nine heavens!

Seeing that god's eyes swept away, Iron Shoulder felt a suffocating sword aura rushing towards his face, even if he had the Natal Magic Weapon Ink Feather Needle Body Protector that had been refined with his own body for more than a thousand years, it was difficult to resist this monstrous might. Obviously, like Gan Ping, this godless son has already hated the iron shoulders that had just blocked the aid of the Two Realms Mountain, and today's Yulong Mountain, if he can't add a wisp of golden immortal soul, it is obvious that Miao Chengzong can't swallow this evil breath.

The lips pursed slightly, revealing a hint of a smile, and the disciples in the Miaocheng Sect realized that the godless son who was called the black-faced god who was not smiling on weekdays was actually a beautiful man who was no less handsome than Mo Yifeng. "Senior Brother Feng, Senior Sister Wuyin, for my brother, I will ask you for some interest here first!"

This finger blocked all the spaces up and down, left and right, even if the Golden Immortal Monk could walk in the rotation of time and space, the iron shoulder at this moment was difficult to move. That finger is just like the legendary Dao Ancestor when he was talking about the Tao, the flower finger that evolved the reincarnation of heaven and earth, and the breath of the endless avenue came to his face, and he couldn't resist it wherever he passed!

Destroying God Finger! Iron Shoulder Zhongyun recognized the great divine power passed down by the legendary Dao Ancestor, but he didn't expect that this shocking mastery would appear on a small Yuan Shen monk of Miaocheng Sect. And this monk actually survived the catastrophe in an instant under his nose, and even made a gesture to kill himself! This made Tie Shoulder's heart couldn't help but be shocked, and his whole body shrank, and the flying needles flying in the sky condensed together in an instant, each needle fit tightly together, and finally turned into a huge door blade, which was held in the palm of Tie Shoulder's palm.

However, for this legendary top-notch supernatural power, this natal weapon comparable to a medium-grade immortal weapon is still not enough, gritted his teeth, and a three-foot-long short stick with blue light and turquoise has appeared in the palm of the iron shoulder.

"Innate Wood Spirit?" The angry real person who was watching the battle from a distance couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, it turned out to be such a spiritual object, no wonder he could invite this demon emperor level master in the Heavenly Mountains, in the face of this divine object, even the golden immortal master could not be moved. For a spirit bird like this iron-blooded dragon eagle, if this innate wood spirit is refined into its own body, it will have the opportunity to stimulate its own bloodline, further promote its cultivation, and completely transform into a super-level divine beast.

This spiritual wood instantly merged with the long knife, turning into the handle of the long knife, and in an instant, the light of the sky rose up. The innate spirit seed is really extraordinary, just the initial combination has already pushed this middle-level immortal weapon to a high level. With a cruel smile on his face, the iron shoulder raised the long knife in his palm, and slashed at the finger that was as heavy as a mountain, even if you used the great divine power handed down by the Dao Ancestor, but you are only a heavenly immortal who has just crossed the tribulation, can you still compete with me?

Iron Shoulder has its own source of confidence, the Iron Blood Dragon Eagle with the blood of the ancient Heavenly Dragon, the body covers the sky and the sun, and the physical body is far stronger than the ordinary twenty-first-order demon beast, plus the strength of the Golden Immortal, mana, for the finger of the godless son, the iron shoulder is naturally full of confidence.

Slightly stunned, Wushenzi's eyebrows moved, and he couldn't help but show surprise when he saw that this demon eagle was not dodging or dodging, and he wanted to take his finger hard. Could it be that this Demon Emperor really thought that it only took a strong cultivation to induce this God Destroying Finger? The supernatural power passed down by this Dao ancestor was already different from the ordinary Dao method, and if it wasn't for a certain realm of understanding the laws of heaven and earth, it would be impossible to display it. With this finger, he has already contained the heaven and earth qi in a radius of thousands of miles, and the iron shoulders at this moment do not need to flash, it is to compete with the 30,000 miles of mountains and rivers under this Yulong Mountain, could it be that he really thinks that he has the power to defy the sky?

The corner of his eyes was full of smiles, and he pressed down hard with one finger, and when the iron shoulder was about to fall on this finger, he finally sensed a trace of danger, but it was too late. Just like the flow of the Heavenly Dao, this finger has already sealed all the vitality and retreat of this iron-blooded dragon eagle, and obviously has no intention of leaving half a living mouth.

The ink feather knife exploded violently, turning into black ash and scattering in the sky, and under that terrifying finger, Iron Shoulder felt as if his soul was about to be shattered by his life. At this moment, a streamer of light came out of thin air, and the mighty and sharp breath was floating in the sky, and Gan Ping, who was fighting with the mountain in the distance, suddenly jumped out of the corner of his eye, "Demon Thorn?"