Myriad Dao Sword Venerable

Lin Fang and Wang Chong both completely scared.
Yan Changfeng Two dark red pupils, without any emotional color, eyebrows and eyes, deep and horrible.
In the face of the two people’s jealousy, Yan Changfeng is still quiet, and the dull and depressed Lin and Wang Chong are trying to collapse.
“Spell with him!”
Wang Chong yelled and couldn’t stand the repression.
Cultivation to his realm, never felt this kind of fear.
The invisible repressive atmosphere made him want to be self-suppressed, and finally forced to kneel down and moved toward Yan Changfeng.
“bang!”
He shot a powerful Divine Ability, and for a moment, all kinds of great Great Divine Ability rushed to Yan Changfeng.
There is a mountain of gods in Void. On the mountain of God, various kinds of tragic scenes vividly and thoroughly emerged.
But in the next moment, if a black smoldering flame swayed, the towering mountain, all kinds of powerful Divine Ability, instantly collapsed and turned into nothingness.
Even the powerful aftermath of power has never surfaced, and disappeared directly and silently.
The next moment, Wang Chong screamed, shrouded by an invisible force, and his body collapsed and turned into ashes.
Next to the forest, the eyelids contracted, violently breathing, the heart peng peng jumped straight, and the soul fell.
Cold and sweaty.
“You…who are you?”
His lips are awkward and his speech is unfavorable.
Among the top ten experts of Profound Heaven Sword Sect, the second strongest exists, but Yan Changfeng is not a bit majestic.
Yan Changfeng dark red’s pupils stared at him, and Lin put immediately felt a terrifying pressure.
“pu pass!”
Lin put a direct bang and squatted down in Void, bowing to Yan Changfeng.
“I… I am willing to join alleigance you, don’t kill me, my cultivation is not easy now, I don’t want to die…”
In the face of this invisible pressure, Lin Fang almost cried out.
Yan Changfeng did not say anything, Lin’s body suddenly burned a black flame, and the body constantly turned into black smoke and dissipated in the air.
“No – don’t – let me go -“
Lin screamed in horror, but only left a scream of savage, flying away.
This Yang Tribulation Realm 8th Tribulation Realm Late Stage Peak controls a complete Great Dao’s supreme expert, so the silent fall, Divine Soul.
It seems that the threat disappeared, and the temperament of Yan Changfeng suddenly became confusing, and the black arrogance rolled back into the Asura Blood Core in his Sea of ​​Conscioussness.
His eyebrows erected with a magic eye closed, turned into a black mark, the dark red pupils flashed a bit faint, re-scarlet, and then the scarlet flashed.
His eyelids fluttered slightly and eventually closed his eyes slowly.
The terrifying black arrogance on the body disappeared completely, and the black in the Asura Blood Core in the Sea of ​​Conscioussness quickly retreated.
“hu hu hu ——”
Wind hunting, Yan Changfeng’s body fell out of the space, moving towards the ground quickly fell.
The cracks on his body were mottled, leaving a horrible to see blood hole in the place that was previously nailed by the Great Dao order.
Now the black arrogance retreats, and the red blood is again in the blood hole.
Yan Changfeng closed his eyes and was weak. He was previously pierced by the Great Dao order, and he suffered extremely serious trauma.
If the meteorite falls, Yan Changfeng’s body moves towards Heavenly Star Continent and the ground falls quickly.
Yan Changfeng slightly lifted the heavy eyelids, looked at the ground closer and closer, and completely fainted.
This is the one that he rebirth came to, the most serious injury.
Not only that, in his current state, he fell from such a high place, even if his fleshly body is strong, but in today’s injury, if it falls to the ground, it is enough to completely blast his cracked fleshly body.
“High Lord…”
In the vagueness, Yan Changfeng heard a vague shout.
I don’t know how long the coma is. Yan Changfeng heard a path of thunderous bang, and it was so loud that it seemed to be shaken.
“Put down Feng Wuchen, otherwise kill without mercy!”
“Feng Wuchen fell into Demon Dao, and he was poisoned and sinful, and he must die!”
a path of the anger of the killing intent is transmitted to Yan Changfeng’s ear.
“What do you count, don’t say that the High Lord just kills some of your doormen, the people, is how to kill you? Is it comparable to my High Lord?”
“Take me all!”
A resonant domineering sounds, followed by a loud bang.
“ka-cha!”
It seems as if the sky is broken.
In the next moment, a powerful force volatility broke out and oscillated.
“act recklessly !”
“Get together! Kill him! Then hold Feng Wuchen, old man wants to cramp him, smash him into a lamp, and burn his soul day and night!”
“kill!”
Then there was a group of violent screams, and the endless roar, the blade of the war, the Magic Treasure collided, and the sound of the Void bursting incessantly.
Yan Changfeng suddenly heard the sound of the wind, and felt a sharp pain. It seemed to be carried on the back. The whole person suddenly flew backwards and flew out.
Or it was to fly out with the person carrying him.
“pu chi! ”
A bloody splash, sprinkled on Yan Changfeng’s face, hot, Yan Changfeng opened his eyes with difficulty, only saw a wide back, and the thick long hair, scratching his face itchy.
It’s just that thick hair, but at the moment it’s twisted into a stock with rich bloody smell, some have dried up, and some are still dripping.
“roar!”
“You are in courting death!”
The familiar and resonant voice sounded.
“Qing…Qing Lin…”
Yan Changfeng opened his mouth.
The broad silhouette carrying his abrupt tremble.
“High Lord, you… are you awake?”
A pleasant voice sounded, carrying a wide silhouette of Yan Changfeng turned around, looked towards Yan Changfeng, and it was Qing Lin.
Only at this moment, his face was covered with blood, his blood was greasy, and his hand was carrying a war hammer.
All around, hundreds of cultivators contain.
Just as he turned back to look at Yan Changfeng, Qing Lin suddenly pupils shrank, a group of cultivators behind Yan Changfeng, a variety of Divine Ability hit.
Qing Lin changed his face and suddenly turned around and blocked Yan Changfeng from killing him.
“bang!”
“pu!”
Various Divine Ability, battle weapon, hitting Qing Lin, Qing Lin coughed out a large mouth of blood.
“roar!”
Qing Lin roared, the hair was scattered, all around countless hundreds of cultivators surrounded him and Yan Changfeng, killing them.
“High Lord, wait to leave here to talk to you!”
Qing Lin opens.
“Leave? Hey, you can’t get away today!”
All around someone coldly snorted.
Everyone’s strength is extremely strong. These people, the expert of Holy Land Holy, the person of Ancient Lei Family, the expert of Soul Religion, the Heaven’s Chosen who was originally in the hands of Yan Changfeng, such as Heavenly Origin Ancient City, died in the hands of Yan Changfeng. Several of Heaven’s Chosen’s family’s expert and so on.