Chapter 347: Crushing

While!

The death knell shocked the world, shattered the earth, annihilated the heavens, and quickly enlarged, and the blood-colored bell body turned everything into ashes, which is a veritable death bell.

It descended from the sky and trapped Ye Fan in it, wanting to refine him into pus and blood, and the blood was cloudy, and the ghost cried and howled.

"It really works, he is also trapped, kill them, everyone must not retreat, cut this fang at this moment!" Seeing this, some other people shouted cruelly, and their morale was greatly boosted.

Pang Bo frowned, this Heavenly Demon Umbrella is a bit special, in addition to being a terrifying holy weapon, it also contains a wisp of the spirit of a powerful existence.

It was the head of a heavenly demon, floating in the void, higher than the mountains, and it was this thing that threatened him to a certain extent, imprisoning a piece of heaven and earth.

"Kill, kill them first!" Even the red willow, who only had one head left, screamed sharply, urging the last of his divine power to sacrifice the cracked sky-turning seal, turning into a mountain peak, and pressing towards Pang Bo in the field.

The magic weapon is dazzling, and each shuttles between the heavens and the earth, the rui qi is misty, and the killing qi shatters the nine heavens.

A grim smile appeared on the corner of Lan Feng's mouth, and he united a few people, silently sacrificed the forbidden weapon, quickly hit the center of the field, and decisively shattered the holy object.

"Boom!"

This is a killing and robbery, all kinds of lights cover the sun, all rush up, leaving this place full of holes and dilapidated.

"Are they dead?" said one in a trembling voice.

"You also deserve to kill us?" The brilliance dissipated, revealing Zhou Yi standing proudly in the field, his fingertips were a little bit of sword light, and his hair was flying, like a demon god who ignored everything.

On one side, the magic power was monstrous, and the big black umbrella that was more than 10,000 feet high was held by Pang Bo and put away.

On the other side, the golden giant palm appeared, the heads of the ghosts crying wolves dissipated one after another, and the death knell was pinched in an instant, turning into a small bell.

"Who are they who actually took away the fully resurrected holy soldiers with their bare hands?"

Lan Feng had a gloomy face and said, "That person has not completely escaped from the confinement of the Heavenly Demon, this is the Heavenly Demon Phantom Sealed by a Senior Ancestor Saint, forming the Heavenly Demon Field, imprisoning him for a short time, you guys will take action quickly, and kill him first." ”

"Kill!"

Everyone shot again, urging all kinds of secret treasures at any cost, and they were brilliant and submerged there.

Airplanes!

Behind Pang Bo, five treasure knives appeared, which were modified by the burial moon, and the five-colored divine light rushed into the sky, rotating and slashing towards the Heavenly Demon Umbrella.

It seems that there are 100,000 heavenly swords ringing in unison, and although the magic umbrella of that day is a very strange holy weapon, it is constantly cracked when it is split.

Rumble!

The head of the Heavenly Demon rushed up, opening its mouth and roaring, deafening, trying to swallow Pang Bo.

However, in a dazzling light, Pang Bo drew out a green lotus, blasting him in the middle of the heavens and the earth, and the black demon blood flowed down, and then turned into a cloud of smoke.

"What, the Heavenly Demon Phantom was actually killed by him!" The man in blue changed his expression, turned around and fled.

While!

Ye Fan, who had moved, punched the death knell in his hand, and the cracks were dense, and he slammed into the Heaven Turning Seal with monstrous force, and exploded with the Heaven Turning Seal.

The blood-colored fragments of the bell body and the fragments of the Heaven-Turning Seal flew in all directions, and one after another screams came, and from time to time someone was hit, and the bones were broken and the tendons were broken.

Zhou Yi also shot one after another, shattering several weapons in the middle of the sky, splitting mountains and seas, and his mana was immeasurable.

Now that the battle is over, no matter how difficult it is to have any suspense, the middle-aged Daogu and others are as anxious as lost dogs, and they flee for their lives.

Some people didn't even care about their mounts, they ran separately, Ryoma and the Black Emperor who couldn't help it were strangled behind, Duan De, who was watching, shook his head helplessly, and originally planned to lay down the Great Emperor's array pattern, but he looked down on them.

"Three fellow Daoists, I can sit down and talk about it, and stop for the time being. Some people pleaded, frightening the souls of the dead, because they found that the speed of the other three was too fast, and cut off their path.

"Flee separately!" said the middle-aged Dao Gu through gritted teeth.

"Ahh

In the terrible screams, blood splashed, and a person who had just left the team was directly twisted into a blood mist by Zhou Yi and died on the spot.

They have lost their self-confidence in their hearts, and they don't want to embark on the ancient path of the trial of the strong at all, as long as they can survive, it is better than anything else.

The three of them tacitly slowed down, unhurriedly, and killed one by one in the latter round, and now there are less than five or six people alive.

Twenty-three strong people, united, without using forbidden weapons, etc., were enough to kill the ancient saints, but they were killed by Ye Fan and the three of them to such a miserable situation.

Burst.

The man in blue had a ruthless look in his eyes, took out a half-foot-long puppet villain, spit out dozens of mouthfuls of essence blood, and sprinkled all of them on the puppet, which looked extremely demonic.

Lan Feng seemed to have lost most of his life, became very weak, and obviously paid a terrible price, he dipped his blood in the puppet eyebrows to write the name of the only known Ye Fan, and then picked up a palm-long small sword and slashed at the puppet's forehead.

At this moment, Ye Fan's cold hair stood on end, and his forehead bone ached, as if a peerless murder weapon would pierce into his skull, close at hand.

Ye Fan's heart shook, at this moment, the human treasures unearthed by the ten years of expedition were all opened according to an instinct.

What blood contains stars, bones turn into gods, a thought of Taoism, all these things, all emerge!

His forehead was glowing, accompanied by a kind of chanting that split open the void and wiped out an inexplicable crisis.

Burst.

The man in blue spurted blood, the puppet in his hand was wiped out, and the palm-long sword was even broken, and his vitality was greatly damaged.

The middle-aged Dao Gu held the head of the red willow and Lan Feng and a total of five people, like a lost dog, fleeing in horror, one by one, covered in blood.

"I'm fighting with you!" The middle-aged Dao Gu who really couldn't run down, her face was pale, and she urged the dust, turned into a hanging heavenly river, and pulled forward.

Zhou Yi's expression was indifferent, her combat power was extremely strong, and with a stroke of her finger, the galaxy collapsed, and half of the middle-aged Dao Gu's body was cut off, she screamed sharply and fled again.

"Take me!"

Hongliu screamed in panic, only one head was left, her spirit dried up, and she was thrown to the ground by the middle-aged Dao Gu, she only had her head left and wanted to run away by herself, but the speed was too slow.

Bang!

Pang Bo stepped forward, kicked out, his head was torn apart, and a primordial god rushed out, shouting in fear: "Don't kill me, just spare my life, let me do anything!"

Burst!

Pang Bo stepped on it, and this primordial spirit instantly turned into flying ashes, turned into looting earth under the soles of his feet, and died cleanly.

The four people in front of them were all scared, they had never been so desperate as they were today, they used to crisscross a domain, but now they are being chased and killed like dogs.

"We don't know you emperors if you have eyes, there are a lot of you, don't be like us, spare our lives" One of them collapsed and kept begging for mercy.

"Stop, as long as you let us live, everything will be easy to say!" Lan Feng was also about to collapse, and shouted with a pale face.

"Didn't you say that we should kneel down and say that we were killing saints, and then behead ourselves and beg for forgiveness. Ye Fan's voice was indifferent, and he pointed like a sword, pressing forward.