The sad wind is crying out weakly.

The weather was overcast and cold, and at some point, black snowflakes began to float in the sky, and the snowflakes were strange and cold, forming an ice crystal on the ground.

Brilliant and bewitching...

Ji Fei picked up Jianchen, carried her on his back, and then twisted her into a blood-colored rope with his messy green shirt to tie her body to his back.

The ending can't be changed...

Chen'er's death was caused by Wutian!

Ji Fei's killing intent was like this black ice crystal in the sky, densely packed and surging in all directions.

"Chen'er, you're just leaving—"

"Weishenme wants to leave me behind, in this strange world?"

Ji Fei is in pain to the extreme!

His eyes wept bloody, and his heart was broken silently.

His left arm tightly wrapped around the sword behind his back, and with his other hand, he held the Heavenly Killing Blade.

"Let's kill—" Ji Fei's steel teeth crushed, and blood mixed with tears flowed out unconsciously.

At this moment, his eyes were black, his white hair rose in the wind, and his body was filled with endless coldness, like an evil ghost from hell.

The cold wind quickly blew dry the blood droplets on Ji Fei's face, forming a bloody stain on his face!

He bent down and put Chen'er's Tianyin Qin in his storage bag.

"Chen'er, you wait a moment, I'll come later-"

Black bevelous snowflakes are getting bigger and bigger!

Soon, the entire Sword Sect was covered by this black ice crystal.

Rubbing and rubbing - the dragon trick was used, and the black dragon that was blurred under his feet was coiled in the void, and one was entangled, and Ji Fei immediately crossed the void.

He stepped out directly and came to the front of Wutian.

"Get out of the way—" His voice was cold, and at this time, the four main sects were also shocked by this sudden situation, and they were already entangled with Wutian.

"Don't—"

"Get out of the way. Ji Fei's eyes were very flat, looking at the black sky in front of him, "The kindness of your predecessors has been comprehended in your heart, but everything should go with the wind!"

The ghost bone real person hurriedly said: "No, Wutian's cultivation is too deep, weird and changeable, you are not his opponent." ”

Ji Fei smiled sadly, "So what?"

His eyes were misty with death.

The four main sects who were more or less connected with him, hearing this, knew that he was dead, and couldn't help but retreat gloomily and make way for Ji Fei.

At this time, Ji Fei turned around and whispered to Jianchen who was lying on his shoulder: "Chen'er, if I kill him, I will go to you, how about it?"

"Kill me?" the little old man, shrouded in a black robe, said with a grim smile, "The old man is a little jealous of the magic weapon in your hand, but that's all. ”

After all, he also stepped in one step, skimming through the void, like a goshawk!

The cold air was overwhelming, and in front of Ji Fei, it seemed that a cold wind had suddenly formed and blew towards him.

Snort-Ji Fei waved the Heavenly Killing Blade in his hand, and actually made the sound of ancient music with swords contending.

"Kill!" Ji Fei roared angrily, his expression like a ghost.

On his face, there were two blood marks from the corners of his eyes to his chin, which had never disappeared at all, which was extremely terrifying.

His knife poured out all his feelings about the knife of the Heavenly Killing Blade.

"Great Dragon Slash—"

Roar - the deafening roar of the dragon shook the void, and a golden sword qi flashed out on the blade of the Heavenly Slayer, waving a misty mist, and a large dragon coiled in the void.

The great dragon swallowed endless sharp blades and slaughtered towards the black sky.

"Not enough, it's not enough!"

Under the gloomy robe of the dark sky, a sad smile appeared.

Immediately, the snake sword in his hand was a little empty, and endless cold killing intent surged in his body.

As a generation of killer supremes, his killing intent, I don't know how many thousands of times stronger than ordinary people, the cold breath is flooding, shaking, and trembling in the void!

A poisonous snake, as thick as a mountain, loomed in it, its eyes like lanterns, bursting with a terrifying blue cold.

This beam of light stared at Ji Fei, and suddenly swept across the entire void.

Roar - the dragon swallowed endless fierceness, swallowing towards the poisonous snake.

The poisonous snake was cold, and the two were entangled together in an instant.

Bang bang

The sword qi and sword qi instantly surrendered to the void.

"This is your means......" his words stopped there.

At this moment, I saw that in Ji Fei's hand, a black black black bow trembling in the void had already appeared!

Whether the void is trembling or the bow is trembling, it is impossible to tell.

A strange aura lingered around this bow, as if the void in all directions was about to collapse.

Ji Fei held Jianchen in his left arm and grabbed the bow in his right hand, he bit the bowstring fiercely with his teeth, and actually pulled the bow directly to the full moon.

Under his lips, dripping black blood flowed down the bowstring.

The essence blood had just touched the Ten Thousand Death Bow, and then it shattered with a bang, turning into a bloody arrow as thick as an arm.

Ji Fei tugged at the bowstring with his teeth and filled the bow of ten thousand deaths.

Whoosh - The blood arrow dragged out and swept across the void like a red meteor.

Burst!

Wutian has no way to dodge, and the speed of this arrow is extremely fast.

The arrows drove by, sweeping the surrounding aura like a violent wind, and within a radius of 100 meters, the aura was as empty as a wilderness.

Bang - the blood arrow exploded on Wu Tian's shoulder, and in an instant he was bloody, and the white bone slag was clearly visible, but the next moment, the white bone slag was covered by the red blood gushing out.

Wutian's body flew out upside down, and the momentum of this arrow was too fierce, so that Wutian had not yet made a slight defensive gesture.

Hum--the piercing sound of breaking the air sounded in Wutian's ears, and he knew that his figure was constantly retreating.

Bang! The rocks splashed and shot into the ground, smashing up big craters, and Wu Tian's figure was also on the sword peak, smashing out a big pit.

"Kill-" Ji Fei roared bitterly, even though his face was slightly pale, his jet-black eyes burst out with endless light that would not be extinguished, and his killing intent would not decrease.

This arrow, after all, made Wutian dodge a fraction of a bit, otherwise, it would definitely be shot in his heart, an arrow made him die, "hum" the void trembled, and the Ten Thousand Dead Bow in Ji Fei's hand had already collapsed and dissipated in front of him.

In his hand, instead of a rattan whip that looks like a delicate pagoda, it is concave and convex in all directions, and it is brilliant and bright.

This whip is covered with black demonic runes, and its brilliance is indestructible.

Ji Fei stepped on the black dragon phantom, stepped out directly, and drilled into the deep hole that Wutian had knocked out.

His eyes shone like torches, flashing with a strange black gold color, which was really terrifying, like a ghost, like a fierce beast.

Anyway, it's the only one in the world!

Everyone only saw Ji Fei's figure rushing into the rocks, and at this moment, the old ghosts in the late Yuan Infant period were all secretly frightened in their hearts.

Wutian, this is the late Yuan Infant stage of the Eight Classics - although the cultivation has stayed in the late Yuan Infant period, it has been thousands of years, but as an old immortal among the old ghosts, whether it is experience, means, or magic weapons, it is far from being comparable to Ji Fei.

However, what is happening at the moment, at the same time, is astonishing, and at the same time, all the monks in the field have to think secretly.

Biluo Fairy, a pair of good-looking eyes, slightly worried.

A hundred years have passed, Ji Fei's growth rate is too fast, and in her eyes, the mysterious aura shrouded in this son is even more mysterious.

Not reduced at all!

At this moment, she suddenly smiled, and there was a sense of bitterness in her smile.

"I really didn't expect that when I first saw this son in the three thousand chaotic seas, it would change so much in a hundred years!"

Her beautiful eyes have been staring at the magic weapon in Ji Fei's hand.

Previously, his bow, a black bow that tarnished the heavens and the earth, exuded a noble and cold temperament.

All things are destroyed, and under this bow, nine heavens will be destroyed!

It's strange that this bow brings everyone such a feeling.

At this moment, the ghost bone real person also laughed and said: "Yes, the change is too great! When the old man traded with him to get the three styles of sealing the sky, he originally thought that his attainments in this three styles of sealing the heavens were far from being comparable to the old man...... But at first glance, it seemed to be unusual—"

Seeing this, Qingyunzi and Yun Beihe didn't know what they were thinking.

On the other side, the void was shrouded in black-pressed wireworms...... Each one was as big as a fist, and a few were as big as a basin!

Every nematode, the whole body is glowing like a black black iron, the skin shell of the whole body is a little harder than steel, the fangs are towering, and the mouth is swallowing cold mist, which is extremely terrifying.

The insect cultivator who manipulated these nematodes was an old man, who came with Wutian, and had already fought with Jian Nantian at this time!

It's just that there are also a large number of these nematodes, densely shrouded in the void, and even spiritual power can devour them, which is very terrifying.

For a while, Jian Nantian, who was holding the Gu Yue Dao Sword, couldn't get out.

The sword Nantian penetrated the spiritual power of the muscles and veins of the whole body, hooked the divine consciousness in the mind, and stimulated the indomitable Dao realm on this sword!

Every slash he made was so violent, Jian Nantian's expression was furious, but there was deep remorse on his face.

"One sword pose!"

Jian Nantian held the Dao Realm in his hand, lying across his chest, the Gu Yue Dao Sword was slender, and a green light inexplicably extended, which was a terrifying sword intent!

This green mang, thousands of meters long, swept across most of the void.

"Chop-" Jian Nantian was upset, now that his daughter was dead, he didn't know what else he had now, perhaps, it was a cold sword.

Qingmang swept through the void in an instant, shattering everything!

"Worm swallowing-" The white-haired old man didn't say a word, just pinched the trick, and suddenly the nematodes around his body were not afraid of death, vibrated the transparent thin wings, and rushed towards the green mang.

These insects, with hideous faces and wide open mouths, devoured them directly.

Boom - On the other side, cracks up to the width of a book meter suddenly cracked on the sword peak, and the entire sword peak was about to crack.

An embarrassed black shadow shot out from it, and the black clothes were stained with blood!

The man roared out, and without saying a word, fled to the north.

It is the lord of Wutian Fort, Wutian.