Chapter 1425

"No“ It's not you“ None of them. "

Xu Yangyi's look did not change at all. After dozens of minutes of slaughter, almost 20 saints had fallen into his hands, and more than a dozen yuan gods rushed to the barrier with their storage ring and magic weapon in their hearts. Shrieking, roaring, the streamers of the fields fell into the body of the friars beside the barrier, and the barrier was weakening rapidly.

He looked slowly at the rest.

In the retina, that light spot is always hidden in the densest part of the crowd, and still can not be accurately located.

"Too early to fear death?" He gently smile, and did not deliberately cover up, everyone heard, but in the huge pressure can not think about what the other party is saying. Only one of the monks in the crowd looked back.

"It doesn't matter." Xu Yangyi, who had been killed as a bloody man, stepped into the Golden Ocean Center for hundreds of meters, slowly raised his head, and then suddenly pressed: "then... Let's all die."

Boom!! Once again, the golden ghost hunt soared, and all the places it passed were swallowed up. All the saints screamed, and hundreds of magic weapons flew out together, among which more than 20 were surrounded by virtual shadows. They tried their best to resist the boundless tide.

At the moment when the two sides were about to hand over, a roar suddenly broke out in all directions, and the huge ball barrier was finally smashed at this moment!

"Bang!" In the heart of ecstasy, all the saints gave a loud drink, and a hundred magic weapons burst in an instant, forming a fierce shock wave between Xu Yangyi and them, and then retreated towards the rear.

"Oh..." outside the barrier, several saints finally gave a long sigh of relief.

Just now, they have felt that the barrier is weakening rapidly, and at the same time, they are anxious.

Is it over?

Benlei... There are other top saints, but nothing can happen. Shentian city can't stand it.

Suddenly, with a bang, all the prohibitions disappeared at the same time. A long suppressed aura came out of the fog. All the saints outside immediately felt the aura inside. Several saints clenched their teeth and stepped forward, shouting: "stop“ Dare to fight in the towering city and take the will of Lord Taixu! "“ Where are the friends of benlei? How dare you

At this moment, with a meaningless, but can hear the soul scream, more than 20 cold stars appear. Without waiting for them to reflect, more than 20 yuan gods were frightened, as if they finally broke out of this bloody nightmare. They did not dare to stay at all and disappeared into the void in an instant.

The scene was dead.

More and more people are approaching, but now they can't think of anything else. My mind was shocked by the picture just now.

"That's the God of..." A venerable Saint mumbled in a dazed way. I don't know who I'm asking, but there's a strange answer next to me. My voice is also out of my mind: "yes... It's Yuanshen..."

A simple conversation can be said to be earth shaking. All of a sudden dull eyes look into the fog sea, lips moved, but no one can speak. Even the Zhangbao envoy stood in the same place in amazement, looking at the misty place in disbelief.

If it were not for the destruction of the body, or the existence of irresistible, the spirit would never have been out of the body

Is it... After the fall of thunder, they covet each other's legacy and fight each other?

All the saints looked at each other, and there was a deep regret in their eyes, but they couldn't think of anything else except this answer.

All of a sudden, the venerable saints looked at the spirit fog at the same time. In the gorgeous and deep spirit fog, a dozen cold stars appeared, and then boom, a total of 23 saints, with thick spirit fog hanging on their bodies, bowed down on the spirit treasure, with exclamation, tried their best to escape from the sky.

It's like following a prehistoric beast that eats people. In front of me, many monks could not touch each other. Zunsheng Qiqi at the scene took a breath of cool air, boiling instantly!

"Jiu Hua San Lao?"“ Five demons in Lianyun mountain“ "Mugu?"“ Don't cover the old devil! "

"How could that be?" A Yin Zun was shocked to look at the fog: "what's going on inside?"“ All of them are 123 million Zunsheng. If they were not wanted criminals, their strength would be in the top five! What makes them so scared? "“ Is there a group of prehistoric beasts in it? How can so many saints escape without fighting? "

Brush brush twelve Dun light lead, obviously used the secret technique, extremely fast, even left a virtual shadow. In a moment, twelve virtual shadow winds with animal masks rushed out of the fog. Similarly, they didn't say a word. Their chest fluctuated sharply. They looked back at each other for a few eyes and said "go!" hoarsely Sounded, with great fear, ignoring the scene of tens of thousands of monks, rushed to the sky.

A Yin Zun's eyes moved: "twelve stars? All out? "He also turned into a light and rushed up into the sky. He said in a cold voice: "the white tiger Hall of Shentian city is here, in the end..."

"Get out of here!" Without waiting for him to finish, his eyes were red. Now what he longed for most was a thoroughfare. Anything standing in the way was more terrible than death. Without waiting for the friar to react, the twelve paths of light pointed directly at the key point of his whole body. The palm treasure made his eyes flash, and a golden lock in his sleeve flew out immediately, saving the other side from danger and danger.

I'm afraid

I don't want to be on the same plane with this monster any more! Go... The farther you go, the better!

Just as they rushed out, the other saints were biting their teeth and roaring into the sky. They never felt that the star dome was so beautiful. However, the next second, with a sneer, "do you want to go?"

Bang! The Golden River swallows the sky and swallows the earth, spreading thousands of meters in an instant! Swallow up all the monks!

"Stop it!" Zhang Bao took a deep breath, stepped on the void, crossed several kilometers, and spewed out a small golden bell. Just appeared, a vast spiritual force was in the void.

Virtual treasure.

"Daoyou, help me!" The various body protection magic weapons of Zunsheng, which were drowned by the ghost hunting, broke out and struggled to resist the erosion of the swallowing talisman. Seeing the appearance of the golden bell, a monk was overjoyed. He spared no effort and yelled hoarsely: "I am Zen master xiaoleiyin Tianyun! As long as Taoists help them out, they will be rewarded in the future! "

If you see a ray of light in the dark, all the saints who try their best to resist phagocytosis shout "thunder in it! He wants to kill me and dozens of saints! More than 20 Taoist friends have died in his hands! Daoyou, help“ He's the devil... He's not human! Daoyou, just save the master! I am willing to defend shentiancheng for the Song family“ Daoyou... Come on! "

"Thunderbolt?" However, a shocking cry instantly sounded, immediately suppressed their cry for help. Zhang Bao's eyes suddenly widened, but he stopped Xu Xiangbao.

"This... How can this..." "this is... How can it be done!"“ I've never heard of it... It's not a dead fish or a rotten shrimp... Everyone's strength is 120 million on average... It's still holy! "

The saints of Shentian city are looking at each other, as if they are looking for answers in other people's eyes.

Did I hear you wrong?

It means that... They... More than 50 top saints were killed by one person of benlei? More than 20 are still being pursued?

Without waiting for them to finish thinking, a streamer of lightning burst out with a huge murderous spirit. It was just a round trip. A saint's head screamed and flew into the air, and was cut open by the other party. The cold voice made people tremble: "it's not you."

Brush, brush! Everyone's eyes all looked in the past, and then they took a cold breath.

There is a man in the void.

There was only one person.

It was a bloody man with blood all over his body, only two eyes were red and white, and blood trickled down on his fingertips. The whole person is extremely fierce and evil.

With his appearance, the spirit fog behind him dissipated. Just where he was exposed, the void was full of wriggling cracks, and it was extremely difficult to recover. There were many bloody bodies everywhere on the ground, all of them were holy state!

What's more, they died in different shapes. Some of them were broken into pieces, some of them were split into two, and more of their heads disappeared. I can't imagine how fierce the battle was just now!

The painting of hell.

"Daozu is up..." the Yin Zun in the front row just feels his scalp exploding. He bites his lips and goes back a few steps unconsciously. The other person is just a devil coming out of hell. This scene is so terrible

At this time, the two dunguang flew over without hesitation. They were Chu Zhaonan and Zhao Ziqi.

"Are you all right?" Chu Zhaonan anxiously opened his mouth, but before they got close, Xu Yangyi's voice rang through the sky: "don't come here!"

The only visible black eyes crossed all the people at the scene, saying: "stay where you are, no one will move. Big Chu, son seven, protect yourself. "

In the crowd, a figure lowered his head, breathed more and more quickly, and his figure trembled slightly.

Perhaps his voice and appearance were too murderous, and everyone was stunned. Zhang Bao narrowed his eyes, "thunder?"

He stepped forward and was about to open his mouth when a bloody hand was pointing at him.

"Don't move."

Xu Yangyi's white eyes moved. He looked at each other like a ghost. Then he slowly looked down and fell on the emblem of Four Swords passing through the sun on his chest. His voice was a little complicated: "Zhang Bao Shi?"Zhang Bao makes the eyebrows jump. According to the truth, he can achieve true Taixu with all his strength. There is also xuxiangbao in his hand. He should not be afraid of the friars below Taixu.

But he had to admit that his pace stopped at the moment when his opponent's blood hand aimed at him.

There is no thought in the heart, and the instinct stops automatically.

Just now, he moved down the other side's goal, and his face reached his chest. A line was just like a flame passing by. He didn't believe that the other side could defeat Zhang Baoshi. However, this forest made him feel dissected.

Without waiting for him to speak, Xu Yangyi's hoarse voice rang out: "it's not you..."

"What are you looking for?" The treasurer narrowed his eyes: "dozens of saints died in battle. This is a major event that hasn't happened in seven circles for tens of thousands of years. Aren't you afraid of being wanted in the whole world?"