King Jinwu's attitude suddenly changed one hundred and eighty degrees, and everyone thought that he was going to bargain, but they didn't expect that he was a sudden killer.) At this time, he was seriously injured, and those flames were difficult for even a saint to kill. It's just that the Kunpeng Great Sage at this moment, the two Da Luo Jin Immortals are inferior, they can't be stopped at all, and they turn into ashes in an instant.

"Ahh It's like he wants to escape, but he suddenly tears up the ticket.

"I won't give you a chance if you want to exchange him for your own life, haha!" the Golden Crow King laughed maniacally.

Hatred is something that seems to be understandable at a glance, but it will never be incomprehensible unless it is not the person concerned, especially this kind of feud between families or races, which can be killed at the same time in order to kill each other.

This is the case with the King of the Golden Crow, who would rather lose his life than let the Kunpeng clan recover. Although the two subordinates hadn't expressed their attitude before, the flickering of their eyes made him see something wrong.

The Kunpeng clan will not compromise, and the same is true of the Golden Crow, especially if you compromise with the Kunpeng, it will be a shame that cannot be washed away.

If he insisted on asking them to kill people, the two mixed yuan kings would definitely no longer obey the order, negotiate with Zhao Lei, and exchange their lives with the Kunpeng Great Sage. Zhao Lei has no reason not to agree, and he will never regret what he promised with his character.

When the time comes, the two subordinates can leave, and the Kunpeng Great Sage will be saved safely, and only he will stay here and wait for death.

It's all dead, and you have to pull him on your back no matter what, so you think. The King of the Golden Crow pretended to want to negotiate the conditions and let the two subordinates come over. The coercion of the two subordinates bought him a lot of time and recovered a little, but it was definitely impossible to escape for his life, but it was enough to kill a person who was not even as good as Da Luo Jinxian.

The Kunpeng Great Sage died, and Zhao Lei's anger broke through the sky to a terrifying level. The rich murderous aura can almost drown people directly. Out of breath.

The two mixed kings were also people who came from life and death, and they knew that the situation was not good at the first time. After an exclamation, he immediately wanted to escape. But where is the opportunity.

Angry humans and demons are terrifying, and angry overlords are equally terrifying.

Even Chen Pan felt that he only saw a glimmer of gray, and the two mixed yuan kings died immediately. It's not just death. Instead, it turned into powder. It wasn't the energy explosion, but Zhao Lei used an incredible speed to cut them into cells.

"Hahaha, kill, kill! It's just death, Kunpeng will be a thing of the past, and the Golden Crow is the royal family!" the King of the Golden Crow laughed. Hatred is an obsession, and people who have obsessions are not afraid of death at all.

At this time, Zhao Sen killed back from a distance. He is also enchanted and controlled by the obsession in his heart. He could have escaped, but he gave up. If you can't defeat Zhao Lei and escape, what's the point?

Lost today. Dao heart is covered with dust, and he will never be Zhao Lei's opponent again. Today, if you want to avoid the joint pursuit of humans and demons and overlords, except for Amitabha, I can't think of anyone who can escape. Even if it is death, you have to pull Zhao Lei on your back.

"You go and deal with him. Leave this to me!" Chen Pan said lightly to Zhao Lei, and now, any words of comfort seemed pale and weak, and the whole person calmed down.

"Don't let him die well!" Zhao Lei said hatefully, and then fought with Zhao Sen for nine days. At this moment, he needs to vent to his heart's content.

"Don't worry, let him never live!" Chen Pan looked at the Golden Crow Monarch with a cruel smile.

"Come on, kill me!I've earned enough 6 Chunxu!" King Jin Wu laughed.

Chen Pan shook his head: "Kill, of course, I will kill, but it is not so simple to kill! I will take your power for my own use, and one day I will use him to deal with the Golden Crow, it will definitely be very exciting." ”

"What do you want to do?" King Jinwu's laughter stopped abruptly, and he felt a terrible chill from Chen Pan's smile, and he was terrified.

Chen Pan shook the index finger of his right hand at him: "Don't make a sound, listen attentively, did you hear something?" and then pointed at him, completely sealing the true qi and meridians of the Golden Crow Monarch's body.

The Golden Crow King's heart was cold, and it was even more numb.

"Listen, your ten nephews are crying loudly around them, and their souls are still gone! Do you hear that?" Chen Pan smiled faintly, as if he was saying something congratulatory.

Ten huge corpses of the Golden Crow were still lying on this desert, and they were born to be in harmony with the Dao of Fire pattern. At their level, even after death, the flames could not have any effect on them.

The Golden Crow Monarch's heart was numb, and he didn't hear anything.

"Don't worry, you'll hear it soon!" Chen Pan used the soul dao pattern to condense an amphora pot floating in the air, radiating wisps of soul dao pattern, which was extremely weird.

"Revenge, revenge!" Suddenly, a terrifying howl sounded, and it was the voice of the ten golden crows.

Hatred is a terrible obsession that can make the power of the soul very powerful. These ten golden crows were shot by Chen Pan, and the hatred in his heart was indescribable. Their death may be described as damning, but their hatred for Chen Pan is no less than the hatred of hundreds of millions of unjust souls for them. Although he is dead, his soul is still lingering here.

They have a hard time influencing anything, but because of the power of hatred, it takes a long time to dissipate. Chen Pan embodied them with soul dao patterns, so that everyone else could hear the cry of resentment.

"What do you want to do, what do you want to do?" cried the Golden Crow King, struggling to get up. But the meridian true qi is sealed, and it is simply impossible.

"I have a technique that needs the origin of the power of fire. Although you are a little close, with your life origin and your ten nephews, it should be about the same. Chen Pan sneered.

"No!" exclaimed the Golden Crow King, death was not terrible, but he was not willing to die like this. He had vaguely guessed what Chen Pan wanted to do, and that feeling was like watching himself being slowly eaten by the enemy inch by inch, and then becoming part of his power.

"Don't worry, you won't be lonely! Not only today, but there will be more Golden Crows to keep you company! After all, my other eye is sealed with the Frost Supreme, and it may take your entire Golden Crow clan to barely reach the same level as him!"

Chen Pan stretched out a palm and slapped it towards the Golden Crow Monarch's Purple Mansion, and when he pressed it on the top of his head, he suddenly shook his head with emotion: "Hey, it's a pity that it will take hundreds of years for the spatial order to collapse, and I am suddenly looking forward to the arrival of your Golden Crow!"

That look, that feeling, like a hungry diner waiting for food to arrive. The Golden Crow Monarch suddenly became extremely frightened, as if he saw the human demons in front of him standing on the corpses of countless Golden Crows and laughing wildly.

He wants to live, he wants to pass the news back to the Flame God Realm, he can't die.

It's a pity that everything was late.

Chen Pan slapped it with one palm, and the Purple Mansion of the Golden Crow King burst in response, and he died instantly. You are welcome to your support,