Chapter 165

The colorful treasure light directly broke the Lingxin protective treasure soldiers. Wei long, who hid behind him, shouted. The world shook and the invincible fist turned into a deadly light.

The limitless power is diffuse and the purple gas is bright!

"Dead!!"

"Why! A remote Dynasty can reach the taboo of gods and demons! Why!" Ling Xin was directly punched to the point of death.

He could not understand that it was more oppressive than dying in the hands of a powerful God and devil king. This young man was too terrible, both in talent and fighting consciousness.

The answer to Ling Xin is a lotus in full bloom, with clusters of mushroom clouds exploding around him.

Wei long never underestimates any enemy. Even if he has occupied all the advantages, only the dead enemy is the most lovely!

"Kill!" roared Wei long.

After the transformation, the "water, anger and fire Lotus" once again exerts its terrible power, which is the destructive power of water and fire.

Make Xin's hair stand on end and explode all the divine powers. Even if he falls into a big realm, he will escape from heaven!

The youth in front of us is a monster. Such a person should not appear in the imperial dynasty.

"Die!"

Water anger lotus completely broke Lingxin's divine power core, smashed everything about him, and the terrible explosion drowned everything about him.

Facing the enemy with a low level, he can't even escape!

If you fight Wei long and fall into the downwind, it will be the blow of the storm.

He finally asked himself if he could run at the beginning, could he run? The answer made him despair. Wei Long's speed is faster. Lei Dun makes him unable to run. In despair, there is a trace of relief,

Standing in mid air, Wei long took back the colorful pagoda. This is the Fourth Board axe. It usually won't be used, but it was suddenly taken out, and the effect was unexpected.

With a wave of his hand, the true meaning of the holy ruins refined the lost divine blood from heaven and earth into a divine king's real blood.

"The second divine king is really bloody. These things can't play a role in the divine king. It's better to improve my strength!" Wei long accepted it without expression.

In the twinkling of an eye, he found that Yan Beichen looked at himself with a little horror.

In the corner, Zhao Wubai and Bai Qing Yuan make complaints about the two gifted and powerful spirits. Before they had the idea of talking about Tucao, there was no thought at all.

Numb.

"What's the situation of King Yan? Is it true as the rumors outside? He has..." Wei long pulled Yan Beichen from his absence.

At the moment, the Palace Square was in a mess, full of traces left by the war.

The battle was similar to what Yan Qiufeng and Ming Qianan thought. A quick decision was made. Wei long killed the giant spirit God King first, and then joined hands with Yan Beichen to kill the spirit God King. It took less than a quarter of an hour.

It's just that the result is unexpected.

Located in the central hall of the palace, it was as silent as ever, and there was no wave at all.

"Come with me."

Yan Beichen came back and looked sad. At this moment, the two gods died and the event was finalized. "It's enough for you to come at this time."

Yan Beichen pointed to the corner and said, "you two go out immediately, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

Zhao wubai and Bai Qingyuan walked out awkwardly.

The royal guard came late and took them away. Yan Beichen first walked to the hall, followed by Wei long.

At this moment, even Wei long couldn't say how he felt. Was king Yan alive or dead, or was he not injured at all?

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Time goes back a few minutes ago.

The great spirit king is going to "solve" Wei long. The spirit king entangles Yan Beichen. Yan Qiufeng and Ming Qianan hurry to the palace where the king of Yan is located.

Yan Qiufeng carefully combed the fluctuations of the palace array. King Yan had been guarding the wilderness for 30 years. He was controlling the palace array step by step. At this time, his mood soared, but he still restrained his impulse.

"I'm coming!"

Yan Qiufeng pushed open the gate of the palace with the force of the array.

All you can see is a high throne and an old figure on it. The man's beard and hair are white, and the wrinkles on his face are like deep mountains and gullies. Each one is the trace left by years. He is very weak, but very terrible. A shadow of a stick connects his body.

"Here you are!" an old figure sounded.

Yan Lifeng, sitting on the throne, slowly opened his eyes and looked at Yan Qiufeng, his eldest son and mingqian'an following him.

"You're not dead!" Yan Qiufeng was suspicious.

The footsteps fell on the broad hall, with enough force, as if to dispel some fear in my heart.

Dada, dada!

He glared at the old man on the throne and said, "you're really old enough! Isn't it good to die at ease? You're going to lead me here, aren't you? Then I'm here, my father. Who are you going to pass the throne to, a freak who is less than four years old but has been pregnant for decades!"

"Ha ha." Yan Lifeng is not old, but his voice is still thick and boundless,

He smiled gently, just like watching Yan Qiufeng break his love porcelain vase for the first time when he was a child, and said, "you're still young. Boss."

"Don't talk to me with this attitude! I'm your child before the gods and demons, and I haven't inherited any miracles! But as the leader of the royal family and the great prince of Yan, I've never been slack for hundreds of years! Why do you treat me like this!" Yan Qiufeng asked.

In him, the palace guard array continued to gather, and he raised himself to a great level just like the God demon king.

He yelled at his father like an enemy.

"You know I'm plotting, and you know I'm stealing the control of the palace guard array, but you never warned me once! Is this your pride!" Yan Qiufeng pressed again.

Yan Lifeng looked at him. Ming Qianan didn't speak, and the three fell silent.

Yan Qiufeng broke the silence and suddenly advised in a soft voice, "give me the guard magic weapon. Don't make senseless resistance. If you die at ease, I will send Yan Hao to the five elements cave. I will manage the big Yan well and the royal family will grow in my hands. In the end, will you still lose and hurt both?"

"Don't be afraid." Yan Lifeng smiled and looked at where Yan Qiufeng chattered.

He looked at mingqian'an behind Yan Qiufeng and frowned slightly, "are you alone? I thought there was at least one God King."

"I'm the only one who can deal with you now." mingqian'an's snow-white wings flickered gently and stimulated him, "but I don't want your style to deceive us with falling celestial phenomena."

"Cheat? No, I didn't cheat you." Yan Lifeng stretched out his hand and was very old. "That's really my falling sky. I just want to see what kind of choice my eldest son will make at the end."

Yan Lifeng held up his body, and a terrible shadow of the stick condensed on him. It was a "ten ancient barren stick", which linked him up. It was very terrible.

Yan Lifeng suffered unimaginable pain, but his face was indifferent. He looked at Yan Qiufeng, "I can't forgive you for your mistakes this time!"

"You?" Yan Qiufeng was surprised to see this scene. "You refined yourself into the 'ten ancient barren sticks'?!"

His tone was somewhat creepy.

"Let's go with me." Yan Lifeng just pointed with his fingers. The surging power swept through the hall. It seemed that he was going to pierce the space and nail Yan Qiufeng on the smooth floor, and his blood turned into flowers.

That's the call of death.

"You are so cruel!" Yan Qiufeng's eyes turned red and tried to resist with his great array power, but he couldn't stop it. That finger seemed to break mountains and rivers.

He could only watch himself kill. Yan Qiufeng smiled miserably, "you are tempting me to rebel, so as to clear the way for your little son! You are so cruel! I am so..."

Yan Qiufeng's wailing didn't let Yan Lifeng keep his hand at all. He stepped down from the throne. He had a strong and thick smell of divine soldiers, and his face remained unchanged. He looked at mingqian'an, "have you and I known each other for hundreds of years?"

It's like an old friend.

"When you were just a prince, I was the Lord of the Wangdu temple." Ming Qianan didn't see Yan Qiufeng dead.

His heart has cooled for the most part, and he wants to see through Yan Lifeng's reality. "I just didn't expect you to be so cruel and imitate the holy emperor to integrate yourself into the divine army, but I don't know how much power you have left?"

"There's not much left, only one blow left. I've been close to the end of the oil lamp since I came back from Nanhuang. Qiu Feng is right. I indulged him, but he didn't think that if he didn't show up here today, would my father really do something to him? He betrayed the Terran, and I can let him have a good end!" Yan Lifeng shook his head.

At this moment, he can be frank and open.

"You are a ruthless person." Ming Qianan tore Yan Lifeng's mask, and he smiled bitterly. "I've been reminding myself not to underestimate your determination, but in the end, I underestimated you."

"It's just that you didn't give up everything. In the final analysis, the road to the Pantheon is still too simple. The higher you go, the slightest gap is the natural moat." Yan Lifeng smiled calmly, and his body hidden in the shadow of the terror stick was slightly tall and straight.

"It seems that you haven't found vitality?" Yan Lifeng's question is very casual, just like asking whether you have eaten.

"You're just waiting for me! Yan Qiufeng, that loser, doesn't know you at all!" mingqian'an suddenly changes color and can no longer hide his emotions.

From entering the hall, he felt that things were wrong when he saw Yan Lifeng. He had considered the plan for the worst result of pretending to be dead, but Yan Lifeng refined all his possessions into divine soldiers and dragged them into immortality.

This means to himself, let him in addition to scalp numbness, is scalp numbness!

Really hard enough!

"I have only one stick. If you block it, you can leave alive. If you can't stop it, you'll die." Yan Lifeng opened his cards.

The Ming Qian'an light power roared and burst into dazzling sunlight, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea in the hall, screaming in horror, "are you still controlling the palace array?"

"The child of Qiufeng forgot that the ten ancient barren sticks are the foundation for our Yan family to stand tall and stand tall. This array is to give better play to the power of divine soldiers!" Yan Lifeng explained to him.

Then, the terrible shadow of the stick propped up the heaven and earth, endless miraculous recovery, swallowed mountains and rivers, smashed the heaven and earth, and pointed to mingqian'an from a distance. Yan Lifeng showed the contempt of the king. With a stick, his killing intention was revealed! This stick will make you ashes!