Chapter 482

The roaring black feather has a sense of killing and cutting. Mortals will die if they touch it. However, the attack of the sea expanding friar is nothing more than a spring in the family. How can they resist it?

At this desperate moment, a fixed word rang out. At this moment, the whole world seemed to stop. Everyone, either angry, desperate or unwilling, completely stopped at this moment!

This word is used by Xu Xian with the help of this mouthful of wine to turn the fierce sword idea into this pause power. At one moment, only Xu Xian can walk within a hundred miles.

"Yongfeng mountain doesn't need a big array. You are just a group of parasites." Xu Xian smiled gently. Just now, he felt the vibration of the mountain soul on his arm. This is his unique communication with the hard rock. Although it is only a moment, Xu Xian already knows that the hard rock is not dead and is still in the Yongfeng mountain.

It just seems that there are some problems in Yongfeng mountain. The world is quiet and terrible. Only Xu Xian's voice echoes for a long time. All sea expansion friars are shocked at the moment, but they still can't control their bodies. Even their spiritual consciousness is sealed and can't be transmitted.

In particular, the black feather patriarch watched Xu Xian walk towards him step by step. The three foot long sword had been placed across his eyebrows: "now I tell you, who says Yongfeng city? I don't care. Yongfeng mountain is what I say!"

At the moment when Xu Xian's words fell, all the sea expanding friars turned pale and retreated. The fan magic weapon of the black feather patriarch was directly broken, and the feathers that were shot out disappeared in a moment.

At this moment, in the sky, Xu Xian's sword was across the center of Heiyu's eyebrows. Everyone resumed their action, but the silence was more terrible than before.

"You! Are you really expanding the sea?"

The black feather sect leader reluctantly opened his mouth. Just now they all felt that a strange force came from the Yongfeng mountain below, which injured them. This means... Only hard stones can have it, or only people with mountain soul can have it.

The mountain soul with Yongfeng mountain can't help him even if the dust melting power comes. The friars have a terrible speculation. Maybe the hard stone is all right at all, but he can't show up for some reasons.

Xu Xian sneered and said, "now I'll buy you a chance to give your life's blood essence, otherwise you don't have to go today."

At this moment, the handsome and matchless Xu Xian made people feel cold!

Since fighting with tens of thousands of demons in the immortal hall and absorbing all the blood of demons, the separation condensed by Xu Xian has been another heavenly demon. The arrogance and bloodlust of the demon family is also imperceptibly affecting Xu Xian.

At this moment, a red light flashed in Xu Xian's eyes. The black feather patriarch was closest to Xu Xian at the moment. He saw a sea of blood in his eyes. Who of them was not a murderer, but he had never seen such eyes!

For a moment, it seemed that he was not a handsome young man, but a demon in a sea of blood!

If you give your life essence, you have already handed over half of your life. For those friars who have been trained to expand the sea, once their life is destroyed, they may even fall into cultivation, and they can't go any further in their life.

Xu Xian's move just now was too strange. Just one word made everyone stop, and it was the power of the mountain soul that shocked everyone seriously.

At the moment, the farthest sea expanding friar suddenly offered a black light and was about to escape and hand over his life essence and blood. For them, it was no different from death.

But his action just appeared, Xu Xian said faintly, "I said, I'm in charge of the whole Yongfeng mountain."

His voice gradually expanded, and finally echoed in the whole Yongfeng mountain. In the end, he could not even tell whether it was a human voice or a mountain voice. In this voice, the whole Yongfeng mountain was shocked. The fleeing monk immediately felt overwhelmed by thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, making a crackling sound all over his body, and blood flowed out of his mouth, nose and mouth. At this moment, he suddenly shouted: "You can't kill me! Do you know who's behind me!"

Xu Xian looked as usual: "tell me."

As he spoke, the man's pressure was heavier. He vomited blood and even mixed some broken internal organs. He suddenly took out a incense in his crazy way and burned in an instant. Xu Xian frowned and waved his sword, but the incense burned in an instant and flew in the air.

Feng Wuyue's face changed: "this is the soul fragrance of Tianxiang mountain!"

Tianxiang mountain is a super first-class sect force thousands of miles away. There are two Huachen powerful forces in it, which are the Holy Land!

Xu Xian knows that if these people dare to act like this before they are sure that the hard rock will fall, they must have found enough power to resist the hard rock.

"How strong are you? It's just relying on the power of the mountain soul. When the real dust melting power comes, killing you is like killing a chicken!" the friar seems to see the backer. At the moment, he can't help mocking.

Dust

Xu Xian's eyes fanned, the wisp of fragrant silk floated, and her sword was cut continuously, because it was not cut tobacco at all, but the power of condensed artistic conception, Tianxiang mountain.

Fengwuyue also has bright eyes. The voice said, "little friend, there were two dust melting powers in Xiangshan that day, but you are thousands of miles away from here. You can walk away with all your strength now."

Xu Xian shook her head. In the far side, wisps of tobacco that ordinary people can't see have been lit.

That is the power of artistic conception, the sign of stepping into the dust realm, and only with the power of artistic conception can we really be called a fairy.

The cut tobacco has blocked all the way back. At the moment, it is only a few breath away from the burning of the incense. The chemical dust power has been able to come through thousands of miles. The chemical dust power is so few that many sea expansion friars simply don't understand the desperate gap between themselves and chemical dust.

This is the difference between immortals and mortals!

The crazy demons around calmed down at the moment. Although they are not smart, they have a strong intuition about danger. They also feel that the powerful and incredible breath is approaching!

"Xu Xian, little friend... The other party is turning dust and can't fight..."

At this time, Xu Xian's heart suddenly echoed the old and weak voice, which was the voice of hard stones!

Xu Xianyi opened his eyes! Looking around, I finally stopped at the huge bird statue. It seemed that I could see a white haired old man entrenched in it.

"Go quickly... I'll hold him in the Yongfeng mountains... I can stop him for half a column of incense." although the voice of stubborn stone is weak, it is also full of joy. His inheritance mantle has been passed on to Xu Xian. Whether Xu Xian takes the road of viewing stones in the future or not, he has not buried the inheritance of his ancestors.

In an instant, the whole mountain trembled, and the ancient and thick mountain soul seemed to wake up.

"Master, forgive me, I can't obey my orders this time!" in the sound of the sky, Xu Xian suddenly looked up and took out a gourd with red color from her arms. At the moment of opening, a startling sword burst out!

"Eh... This gourd is weird."

Far away, there was a sound of surprise from the place where the cut tobacco was wrapped. The bang breath had swept away, and the surrounding demons scattered one after another. Slowly, they were directly dissipated when they were touched by the cut tobacco.

It was an old man. There was a pattern of three incense sticks in the center of his eyebrows. It was lifelike. It was like three incense sticks burning. He was one of the ancestors of Huachen in Tianxiang mountain.

Recovery!

He stretched out his finger and pointed at the red gourd in Xu Xian's hand. At this time, he wanted to be hundreds of miles apart, but like Tianwei, the breath shrouded everyone's heart. Xu Xian's body was shocked, and the whole person was pressed down for several feet!

"Come on." the old man hummed, with an unquestionable dignity.

What Huachen Da Neng wants, the mountains and rivers will also move here. At the moment, Xu Xian's long hair is flying around under the impact of this pressure, but his pace suddenly steps forward!

He raised the gourd in his hand and took a hard drink. He looked at the visitor drunk and grinned: "where's the old dog? He dares to rob me!"