Chapter 492 Heavenly Sword Like Yuan

Then…

Eight swords came out together, and the eight swords faced each other, and a round of golden discs suddenly appeared!

That is the ultimate move formed by the eight-person Sword Qi.

The golden disk ran across the space and rushed past.

With the burning of the soul and the madness of thinking, Wen Jiaoning has lost her reason.

She now has only one faith.

That is killing!

Let everyone die for Fengming!

“Sword out!”



Wen Jiaoning yelled anxiously, and the brilliant giant sword went away.

Boom!

The great sword penetrates the golden plate directly, breaking it to pieces!

Outrageously angry waves are surging.

The huge sword split into eight evil soldiers in an instant. The sword pointed at A, B, C, D, and Wuji, Gengxin!

Pouch!

At almost the same time, the eight swords came out, shooting the Eight Kings of the Ice Territory directly through!

The blood makes the sky and the earth red.

A strong fishy smell permeated the wasteland for three thousand miles.

The flame on Wen Jiaoning’s body gradually extinguished.

The blood and tears in her eyes kept flowing, but there was still no trace of temperature in her pupils.

She stood still between the heavens and the earth, her head drooping.

At this moment!

Several figures came from the darkness.

“This place is really vast, passing through Buddhist temples, it’s still mountains and plains!”

“Is this just a fight? What a strong smell of blood!”

“Ahead…someone!”



The speakers were Chu Huiye, Lu Qingai and Yueran!

After solving the evil Guanyin and others, they went to the Buddhist temple to find opportunities.

But to no avail.

In the ruins of the dumped Buddhist temple, there is a secret road!

Everyone passed through the secret road and unexpectedly came to this land.

“Sect Leader, that woman has the spirit of evil spirits, like a demon, but even more terrifying than a demon!”

Murong Jingmeng frowned slightly.

Yueran said: “Look at the ground, there are still human bones…”

She held a brass bell in her hand.

It was picked up in the ruins of a Buddhist temple because it was fun.

Looking at the woman in front of her body covered with blood-colored cloth strips, Lu Fengyun’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Luoshen’s spiritual eyes were activated, and she quickly discovered Wen Jiaoning’s past and present life.

He sighed: “Wen Jiaoning, the sheath of the fairy king, has guarded the bones for thousands of years. Because the eight kings of the ice region accidentally destroyed the remains, it is a madness.”

“If she sees the remains of the Immortal King again, will she return to normal?” Feng Zhige asked.

Since stepping here, her heart has been beating violently.

There seems to be something that resonates with it unconsciously!

Hear the words.

Moonlight held the copper bell and shook it lightly.

The bells of Buddhist temples have the ability to create illusions, so the bronze bells that live with them must also have this ability.

It’s the ringing.

A trace of mysterious Taoist rhyme also diffused.

“Well……”

With her back to the crowd, Wen Jiaoning, who bowed her head deeply, made a faint voice.

The ringtone shocked her for a second!

Soon…

Wen Jiaoning looked back, her hair dancing wildly, her eyes blood red!

In her eyes, it was still the ultimate killing!

She saw the time back in the ringtone! I saw the scene where the Eight Kings of the Ice Territory blasted the fairy bones of Qingluan into dust!

She became more and more crazy.

“Don’t move my Feng Mingjun…”

“Die, everything will die… For my Feng Mingjun, I will be buried with you!”

Wen Jiaoning’s delicate face is hideous in an instant!

The crimson flame burned fiercely again!

“Fengming’s sorrowful voice, the heavenly sword is like an abyss!”

He shouted sorrowfully.

Wen Jiao-ning’s body swept like electricity, and Chaoyue ignited.

The madness directly shattered the copper bell in the latter’s hand!

same time……

The space is moving, the wind and clouds are shaking, there are thousands of Sword Qi, falling from the sky!

That was her strongest blow to burn her soul.

Sword Qi came, and the space was torn into countless holes!

Wen Jiaoning’s strength at this moment has reached a point more powerful than before!

It can’t be measured by the current Martial Dao!

Moonburn is at the center of the attack range!

The moon burns in danger!

See it!

Murong Jingmeng probed his hand slightly, clutching Yueburn’s narrow shoulders, floating and then backing away.

Time of danger.

Lu Fengyun walked out with his hands behind him, stepping into the air with one step, and his figure was very high.

Endless soul power rises to the sky.

The soul power is like a torrent, and there is a lot of soup, lingering around him.

Wen Jiaoning is the spirit of the scabbard. To deal with her, using spirit power can hurt her more than Spirit Power!

He lifted his palm, and the powerful law was circulated.

A big character condensed by soul power, whistling towards Wen Jiaoning between the palms of his hands!

That word is–

angry!

Longevity tactic, angry word tactic!

Rage is like a storm, anger is like a crack in the sky, anger is boundless, anger is boundless!

Turn into a dragon with anger, Long Yin Tianhuan!

The angry dragon whose soul power turned into a stunned Wen Jiaoning slammed into the air.

Then the angry dragon hovered, destroying Sword Qi all over the sky!

Wen Jiaoning spurted blood frantically.

But the infinite blood-killing meaning in her body is even stronger.

She laughed wildly.

Later…

“You guys, go to hell…”

She stared at Lu Fengyun again, grinning grimly.

She attacked again!

Now she has no good and evil, no ability to distinguish, and all living creatures that she sees must be hunted down!

Her soul was also in shattered condition under the longevity art’s soul skills.

Now, Death is her best destination.

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