"Boom!"

The whip struck the stumbling, and the aftermath of the collision forced patches of ancient trees to shake. The glow burst out, and the loud noise was loud in the sky.

The remnant stepped out of the middle step, waved the iron fist, directly shattered the air, and the powerful momentum rushed over. He seemed to be able to tear apart the heavens and the earth, and he was fearless in the face of the realm of the heavens higher than him.

The wooden whip is a superb magic weapon, hard and powerful, I don't know what kind of divine wood it is forged, the three-foot-long whip body erupts with a spiritual energy sword beam of more than ten zhang, cutting through the air and hitting the hell.

Many disciples of the Banshan Sect were killed by Chi Ming, and as the leader of the Banshan Sect, Kill Wuxian absolutely couldn't bear this matter and endure this kind of naked slap in the face.

"Boom!"

Feng Gongzi's slap finally fell, and this brutal style of play directly knocked Chi Ming from the sky to the ground. Feng Gongzi absorbed that drop of Bi Fang's essence blood and became even stronger.

Beat the water dog, this kind of excellent opportunity, Jimo will never let go, break through the ten thousand rays of light, the heart halberd pierces the air, and stabs to the heart of the eyebrows.

"Devouring!"

"Boom!"

The Questioning Heart Halberd stabbed the compass magic weapon by accident, and Jimo's arms trembled, and he retreated a few steps back. It's Yan Chen, he actually came to help Chi Ming.

Yan Chen's move was very vague, and even those strong people in the sky didn't notice it, and the effect of the blind spot made those strong people mistakenly think that it was Jimo and Yan Chen who killed the Ming together, and the weapons collided together.

The vertical eyes on Yan Chen's forehead were wide open, and purple light shot out from that vertical eye, with an inexplicable spiritual oppression, the purple light swept through, and it seemed that he could see through the void.

Purple light was thrown, enveloping Jimo and Chi Ming at the same time, and the faint purple was dazzling, shining the fine air molecules transparently.

A cloud of gray mist erupted from the body of the Underworld, flying up all over the sky, and permeating the cultivators, between life and death, the Gray Mist could no longer take care of the gray mist.

Jimo sacrificed the branches of the sycamore tree, pumped the air, and the raging flames ignited, directly extinguishing the gray mist, incinerating the air, and burning a vacuum. The purple light in Yan Chendao's eyes had already fallen on his body, and his soul suddenly felt extremely heavy, and he wanted to fall asleep.

Jimo was frightened, hurriedly recited the Tibetan Emperor Sutra, eliminated the discomfort, endured dizziness, and hit Yan Chen with a sycamore branch, I don't know if it worked, and flew to the sky at the end of the world.

By the time Jimo flew into the air, Chi Ming had been wrapped in scattered gray mist, and fled into the distance in a hurry.

"Damn it!"

The gray mist of the Darkness will affect the remnants of a few people for a short time, and by taking this opportunity, he has fled.

Countless down feathers exploded behind the Mortal, scattering the gray mist and sending blood in the air, but the Immortal ignored it, and its speed doubled.

Yan Ran withdrew her hand and walked down from the air, the down feathers scattered and disappeared, she looked at the cultivators, and said in a cold voice, "He is too fast, I can't leave him behind." ”

A spiritual qi long sword of more than ten zhang slashed down from the sky, only taking Changchen, "Changchen, you should die." Feng Gongzi's face was full of anger, and the red clothes danced wildly in the wind.

"Hmph, what do you want?"

Yan Chen snorted coldly, and the compass magic weapon suddenly soared, breaking the aura long sword and slapping it towards Feng Gongzi.

"Enough!"

Yan Ran snorted coldly and shot to separate the two, "If the enemy is not dead, he will kill each other, what kind of system." ”

Yan Chen's face softened, and he looked at Yan Ran and smiled gently, "Senior sister asked me to stop, so I stopped." ”

The atmosphere gradually condensed, Jimo put away the sycamore branches, turned around and walked towards the palace dome, where there were still the Jian brothers.

"Damn, who is that guy, no one or no ghost, I want to scare the manager to death!" was lifted into the air by Jimo, and the sword invincible pointed at the palace and screamed.

The cultivators looked in the direction of the sword invincible finger, and saw a monk stumbling out of the palace, half of the wings on his back were broken, and half of it was hanging on his shoulder, as if he was separated from his shoulder.

He seemed to come out of blood, and there was nothing that was not bloody.

It's a black feather.

Jimo's face changed, and the killing machine emerged, but seeing that Wu Yu had been injured like this, he couldn't bear to make a move. Carrying the sword brothers, they walked down from the sky and came to Wu Yu's side.

Wu Yu was stunned for a moment, and seemed to finally feel that someone was coming to his side, raised the broken half of his head, looked at Jimo, his eyes were full of mockery, and said, "Why, you want to take the opportunity to kill me." ”

"I want to kill you, I can shoot at any time, and I still have to find an opportunity. Jimo put down the Jian brothers and walked slowly towards Wu Yu.

Wu Yu's face was hideous, he raised his hand to hit Jimo, but it was a punch in the air, to no avail.

Jimo raised his hand to restrain the black feather, and the vitality in his body slowly surged towards the black feather.

Wu Yu was stunned on the ground, looked at Jimo with a complicated face, and said, "Why did you save me?"

"Do you want me to kill you?"

"Don't think that you can influence me in this way, you cure me, I still want to kill you, the hatred between you and me, don't try to resolve it. ”

"If I can save you, I can kill you. Jimo left a burst of life in Wu Yu's body, and turned around and walked towards Yanran and the others.

At that moment, Jimo thought that he would slap the black feather to death with one palm, but he didn't want to transfer the vitality in the tree of life to the black feather. The hatred between him and Wu Yu is irresolvable. But if he really wanted to make a move on Wu Yu, he still couldn't do it.

Killing people is simple, but Jimo is not a lone husband. Kill someone's son, and then take the opportunity to kill his father?

Just as Jimo was laughing at himself, a man stumbled in the sky, his body was bathed in blood, his clothes were tattered, he staggered down from the sky, and almost fell unconscious.

"City Lord Xiao. The half-missing hand was quick and quick, and he flew into the sky and held Xiao Daoyi. "Jimo, quick, save him. ”

Xiao Dao was angry, obviously he was out more than he was in, his injuries were extremely tragic, and he was only one step away from death.

Jimo hurriedly stepped forward and gave Xiao Daoyi the vitality in the tree of life.

The feather magic weapon swept towards Jimo with a strong wind, each piece was extremely sharp, the cold light bloomed, and countless black feathers condensed together, like a huge dark cloud.

Jimo's face turned cold, his left hand blasted back, and his right hand was still rushing towards Xiao Daoyi.

"Boom!"

The feather magic weapon suddenly stopped in the air, and was blasted open by Jimo's punch, and countless feathers scattered and turned into pieces of mutilated powder.

A white feather passed through the black feather's forehead, carrying a string of bright red, and the blood bloomed, and the blood spilled a piece of blood.

"Jimo...... I am a dying man...... Why should you...... Help me......"

"Did you know...... ...... this world Sometimes...... Alive...... than death...... More...... Pain...... Bitter ......"

The dust kicked up, and the black feather body fell straight backwards. Countless feather magic weapons fell from the sky, like a series of black rain, like countless dead crows falling from the sky.

Legend has it that the crow is the sacred bird of death......

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