This kind of sharpness of the sword light convergence, Xiaoyao Zhenjun has seen it, but he didn't take it to heart, he didn't think that this kind of attack could bring him any big damage.

Therefore, he looked at the convergence of the ninety-nine purple thunder dragons very coldly.

Just when he felt that Fang Ling was going to slash these ninety-nine flying swords, he saw that Fang Ling had also sacrificed the Pure Yang Treasure Flying Sword that he himself had scruples about.

Moreover, the hundredth flying sword also fell into the middle of the ninety-nine flying swords.

It's like a king who has returned to his own throne. The moment this flying sword fell, the ninety-nine purple thunder dragons that had not affected each other suddenly rushed madly towards the huge thunder dragon evolved by the flying sword.

The brontosaurus is a silk, outlined into a huge, majestic and divine figure. With the appearance of this figure, Yan Xiaoyao felt that an impulse to bow rose in his heart.

There's nothing wrong with it, just get down on your knees and bow down!

For the first time in many years, this impulse arose in his heart, and he forcibly suppressed this impulse in his heart, but a feeling of fear had already shrouded his heart.

As for Long Heng, his face became even more ugly, and when Yan Xiaoyao took over Fang Ling, the opponent, Long Heng began to stand with his hands behind his back, leisurely waiting for the result.

But the huge phantom that was protected by purple light made his heart terrified, and he felt that the purple figure could wipe himself out with just a wave of his hand.

How many years, since the departure of his master, he has not been threatened with this death.

This threat made his heart tremble, this threat made him feel extremely uncomfortable, under this threat, his mind turned, and he ignored Yan Xiaoyao and the dragon pattern golden book, and the whole person turned into dozens of dragon shadows, escaping in all directions.

His speed was very fast, but the huge figure waved his palm lightly, and a sea of thunder covered the sky.

The main attack of this Lei Hai is naturally Yan Xiaoyao.

At the moment when the thunder sea fell at the moment, this free true monarch was also ready to use his infinitely close to the strength of the passage to shine in the sky to block this piece of thunder sea.

But as soon as his big net floated, he was directly blasted out of a huge hole by the rolling heavenly thunder, Yan Xiaoyao broke off this thought.

Although Fang Ling had not reached the realm of Channel Zhaotian, although the gap between Fang Ling's cultivation and his own was still not small, the phantom formed by this formation that he had inspired was definitely far beyond his own infinitely close Channel Zhaotian.

Yan Xiaoyao, who slapped his small Qiankun bag again and again, suddenly used three spiritual treasures, a knife, and a copper tripod.

Each of these three spirit treasures will be regarded as treasures by the true monarchs, and now, Yan Xiaoyao threw them out as if they were throwing garbage.

And the reason why he is so generous is that there is only one purpose, that is, to use these magic weapons to buy himself a little time.

It was impossible for Fang Ling to be able to use this kind of trick all the time, as long as he dodged this first blow, maybe he still had a chance to turn the tables.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The sea of thunder was permeated, and the treasure fan, divine sword, and giant tripod instantly turned into flying ashes, and the rolling thunder light directly shrouded Yan Xiaoyao in the middle.

The blue light on Yan Xiaoyao's body turned into a small blue world, wanting to protect Yan Xiaoyao's body, but under the shroud of the thunder sea, the blue light small world, as if made of paper, was directly blasted.

"Fang Ling, you can't kill me, if you kill me, our Yan family will not spare you, let me tell you, our Yan family is the master of these eight domains, as long as you can let me go, I can completely make you a human being!"

Yan Xiaoyao continued to swing the magic weapon from his small Qiankun bag to resist Lei Hai's attack, and said loudly to Fang Ling.

The Yan family is the master of the Eight Domains, and what Fang Ling paid attention to was this sentence. Lord of the Eight Domains, could this be true?

However, no matter whether it is true or not, Fang Ling is not ready to let Yan Xiaoyao go, as the so-called opening the bow has no turning back, since he has already chosen to oppose Yan Xiaoyao, then even if Yan Xiaoyao is released now, Yan Xiaoyao will also retaliate against him.

"If you don't die well, you will definitely die well! I am a direct descendant of the Yan family, and the future head of the Yan family, if you kill me, our Yan family will definitely let your soul fly away, and our Yan family will definitely ......."

The blue light on Yan Xiaoyao's body became weaker and weaker. And his voice, in addition to resentment, was even more fearful.

Originally, he thought that this qiē was in his own hands, but he didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, Fang Ling would actually use such an earth-shattering method.

He doesn't want to die, he can't die, he doesn't want to die!

As the elite of the Yan family, he had already determined the position of the future head of the Yan family on himself.

I will definitely become the master of the Yan family, and I will definitely make the Yan family more brilliant. He regarded the cultivation in this business domain as only a small part of his life experience. And it is also the most stable, and it should even be said that it is part of the magic weapon.

He was proud, he felt that in this business domain, there was no one who threatened him at all, so he even put the stand-in rune given to him by his family in his own cave mansion and did not bring it over.

What is useless, it is a waste to hold. But now, he really regrets his decision.

The rolling sea of thunder seems to imply infinite power!

I am not reconciled! I am not willing to die like this, the dragon pattern golden book is about to arrive, and the realm of the passage according to the sky is at my fingertips, how can I die! How can I ......

"Boom, boom!"

The thunder sounded in the void, and under the huge thunder, the sky and the earth were wiped out in an instant, of course, with this qiē, there was also Yan Xiaoyao.

Yuan Ying, Yuan Shen and so on, all turned into ashes!

Xuanyang Zhenjun and the others looked at this qiē dumbfounded, they couldn't believe that this qiē was true, but Yan Xiaoyao, the Yan Xiaoyao who suppressed them without temper with his own strength was really dead!

The spirit was extinguished in Fang Ling's hands, Yan Xiaoyao at this time, there was no longer the slightest sound, he really died like this!

Fang Ling couldn't help but let out a big sigh when he saw Yan Xiaoyao who was scattered, although the rolling sea of thunder didn't seem to have any effort to kill Yan Xiaoyao, but he knew his own affairs, just now he had already exhausted the last resort.

If even the phantom of the Nine Heavens Thunder Universalization Heavenly Venerable couldn't kill Yan Xiaoyao, there was only one means he could use.

That's how far and how far to escape!

The phantom of the Nine Heavens Thunder Universalization Heavenly Venerable still stayed above the main hall at this time, looking down. However, as the person who controlled the true understanding of the Nine Heavens Imperial Thunder, Fang Ling knew that this phantom had no power.

Not to mention sending out the sea of thunder again, I'm afraid it's just a few thunderbolts, and it won't be able to be released at this time.

But Fang Ling still didn't take back the flying sword, his gaze looked coldly at the Long River Dragon Soul with dozens of illusory shadows combined.

The Long River Dragon Soul who was about to escape from the main hall was forced back by the rolling thunder, and the expression of the Long River Dragon Soul at this time was full of fear when he looked at Fang Ling.

As Yan Xiaoyao's partner, he naturally knows how powerful Yan Xiaoyao is, and now, Yan Xiaoyao is actually dead!

He thought to himself that there was still a gap between him and Yan Xiaoyao, so when Fang Ling stared at him, his heart became more and more apprehensive.

Fang Ling saw it in his eyes, and the trace of thought in his heart became more and more affirmative.

He slowly pinched the magic trick, and said in a cold voice: "You colluded with Yan Xiaoyao and betrayed the decree of your predecessors, it is really a heinous and unforgivable crime. ”

This sentence, awe-inspiring, heard in the ears of that Long Heng, making his body tremble. Being able to form consciousness from the rolling river and evolve into a dragon soul, this Long Heng doesn't know how many years he has endured.

Although the long river is immortal, the dragon soul is immortal!

But the main meaning of this is that the dragon soul is broken, and after countless years of nourishment in the rolling river, a new dragon soul will still be formed.

It's just that this time is too long, so long that it makes Long Heng feel cold. What's more, tens of thousands of years of vicissitudes of life, the newly formed dragon soul will not be a separate individual, and it has nothing to do with him Long Heng.

These Long Heng are also unsure.

So the moment Fang Ling pinched the magic trick, Long Heng knelt on the ground and said loudly: "Zhenjun spares my life, the reason why I am free from that Yan is that he oppresses people with his power, and the small one is helpless, so he passively obeys the enemy." ”

"As long as the true monarch spares the little one's life, the little one is willing to become the subordinate of the true monarch, and from now on, you will lead the horse and fall for the true monarch, and you will never have two hearts!"

"I don't have a horse, do I need you to lead the horse?" Fang Ling looked at Long Heng, and in his words, he was still indifferent.

Long Heng was able to channel, his mind had already surpassed ordinary people, he heard that Fang Ling did not refuse, he knew that things had taken a turn for the better, and hurriedly said: "Zhenjun rest assured, I still treasure the six dragons of the Heavenly Survey when my master traveled back then, and as far as I know, on the sacred mountain where the long river originates, there are three dragon oxen, which are just suitable for Zhenjun's travel." ”

"As long as you need it, the small one will prepare the frame for you!"

"Fang Zhenjun, this Long Heng is extremely evil, you can't spare him, otherwise it will be a tiger returning to the mountain, and it will be a trouble!" Xuanyang Zhenjun's eyes flickered, and he hugged his fist towards Fang Ling, his words were full of sincerity.

When the Five Poisons True Monarch heard Xuanyang True Monarch's words, he was stunned in his heart. From Fang Ling's tone, he had already heard that Fang Ling wanted to take this Long Heng in.

In fact, a spirit of the long river like Long Heng, let alone Fang Ling, even he wanted to be taken under his command.

This Xuanyang Zhenjun was burned out because of the death of his junior brother, so he said such things that made Fang Zhenjun unhappy.

If this is the case, I can't say that I have to persuade Xuanyang Zhenjun, a guy who doesn't know the times, and the Five Poisons Zhenjun, who has made up his mind in his heart, was about to speak, when he found that Xuanyang Zhenjun threw a look at him. R1152