"I don't want to kill people today. If you don't, you will die."

Ouyang long wind cold drink, expressionless said.

"No way! Get me the dog thief! "

The fire Troll drinks loudly, drags the wounded body to continue to display the magic power, the whole body gushes out the big fire sea, traps the Ouyang long wind in it.

The friars of ChiYan palace swarmed up to encircle Ouyang Changfeng and attack with all their strength.

Ouyang long wind smacked his mouth, so he had to wield his bone sword and fight with the friars of ChiYan palace.

"Dong Dong!"

The earth shaking roar and crackling sound sounded. The strength of these monks in ChiYan palace was not weak. Ouyang Changfeng had to deal with these monks at the same time.

Just at the time of chaos and war.

In the distance, a golden awn suddenly flashed across the sky. A giant giant golden winged ROC sculpture was jumping in space, and it came here at a speed that ordinary monks could not understand.

"The golden winged ROC!"

The friars of ChiYan palace took a breath of cold air.

"Wind and cloud screen!"

The golden wings of the golden winged ROC unfold. The dazzling golden light shines on the heaven and earth. The roaring golden wind surges out of the wings of the golden winged ROC and turns into countless golden tornadoes. There are dense golden lights in the storm, which attack the friars of the ChiYan palace with the power of shaking the earth!

"Boom!"

The monks of ChiYan palace were shocked and fought hard. They were swept away by the Golden Tornado one by one. Their bodies were torn by the storm and the golden awn, which caused a lot of wounds and blood gushing. It was so horrible.

With a single blow, more than 30 ChiYan palace monks were seriously injured.

After Shen Lang advanced to the peak of the later stage of Mahayana, the ability of blood spirit immortal body has made obvious progress. The "wind, wind, cloud and screen" magic power of golden winged Dapeng is close to the level of the fourth Xuanyu, so it is easy to subdue these ChiYan palace monks.

It may be that Ouyang Changfeng didn't want to take the lives of these monks before. Shen Lang has left his hand. Otherwise, the attack just made the monks dead.

"Brother Shen!?"

Ouyang Changfeng looked at the golden winged ROC and saw Liu Yunmeng on the back of the golden winged ROC. He immediately thought of Shen Lang and was shocked.

The golden winged giant ROC opened his mouth and spewed out a large golden storm, which trapped more than 30 ChiYan palace monks in the storm, and then turned them into human shapes. He smiled and hugged Ouyang Changfeng and said, "brother Ouyang, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Liu Yunmeng also bowed slightly and made a bow: "I've seen Ouyang Daoyou."

"Brother Shen, Yunmeng fairy, it's really you! Changfeng was going to look for you in the ancient spiritual world. Instead, you found me. I'm really ashamed. " Ouyang Changfeng boxing.

"Brother Changfeng doesn't have to treat me as an outsider. By the way, what should these friars do? " Shen Lang asked curiously, pointing to more than 30 ChiYan palace monks trapped by the golden storm.

Ouyang Changfeng frowned and said in a deep voice, "it's complicated. Brother Shen, you should withdraw your powers first."

"Good."

Shen waves nodded slightly and waved his sleeves. The golden storm gradually disappeared.

More than 30 friars of ChiYan palace were seriously injured. They stared at Shen Lang and Liu Yunmeng, who appeared suddenly. They looked a little alarmed.

"Dog thief, no wonder you are so presumptuous. I didn't expect you to have any help?"

The old face of ChiYan palace is livid and angry.

Ouyang said: "I don't want to say anything else. Get out of here. Don't pester me again!"

"Dog thief, unless we die here today, we will take you back to ChiYan palace, and face the Lord to apologize!"

The elder of ChiYan palace roared and spewed out a large fire whirlpool, which swept towards the long wind of Ouyang.

The rest of the ChiYan palace Mahayana monks also showed their magic power and spared no effort to attack Ouyang Changfeng.

Shen Lang frowned a little. I have to say that these friars are a bit of backbone. They are all in this situation, and they are so entangled.

"I didn't want to do it. You asked for it! Curse of the evil king

Ouyang is forced to rush by the long wind. His eyes are splashed with blood and his whole body is filled with black light.

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and a large area of dark clouds covered hundreds of thousands of miles. The lightning and thunder in the sky, and the omens were even triggered.

In an instant, Ouyang Changfeng becomes a ghost immortal virtual shadow with a body length of ten thousand feet. The bone sword in his hand also soars to ten thousand meters. The ghost immortal virtual shadow roars to the sky, waves the huge sword in his hand, and cuts it off with one sword!

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the huge sword in the hands of the ghost immortal unleashed endless black lightning, which overwhelmed the joint attack of more than 30 monks in the ChiYan palace.

The power of Ouyang Changfeng's attack is really extraordinary. It should be a kind of killing move evolved from a powerful Xuanyu magic! The level of Xuanyu is absolutely not low.

After more than a thousand years' absence, Ouyang Changfeng's strength has also been greatly improved, which makes Shen Lang impressed.

Seeing that more than 30 elders of ChiYan Palace are about to be engulfed by the black lightning of ghost immortal virtual shadow.

"Stop!"

An angry scream came from the sky. Suddenly, a fire red space vortex appeared in the sky. In the vortex, a beautiful girl with red hair came down. The girl's whole body was full of fire light, mysterious and noble.

With a push of the red girl's hands, a wall of flame suddenly appeared in front of more than 30 ChiYan palace elders.

"Boom!"

The black lightning like the stormy waves bombarded the wall of the flame light, and made a huge crash like a crack in the sky.

"Click, click, click!"

The flame wall cracked a lot of cracks, barely withstanding the blow of Ouyang long wind.

"Ouyang Changfeng, you are so cruel that even my men dare to kill you!" The girl in red stared at Ouyang Changfeng with cold eyes, full of resentment.

The girl in red is the leader of the fire dance of ChiYan palace, the peak cultivation of Mahayana. She is also the strongest in the ancient world of ChiYan!

Ouyang long weathering for human body, expressionless way: "who let them block me, block my people, must die!"

The girl smiled miserably: "Ouyang Changfeng, you didn't say that when you lied to me. You said that you only love me in this life. Our palace really believed your rhetoric and even planned to hand over the ChiYan palace to you. But it never occurred to you that you suddenly turned your face and didn't recognize people when you got the unreal spirit state. You... It's really cruel. "

Ouyang Changfeng's face is still cold: "fire dance, this is the end of the matter. Now that you know my purpose, why speak more? When I've used up this magic realm, I will give it back to you naturally. Don't bother me again! "

"My heart has changed. What's the use of this broken mirror?" The dance of fire was eclipsed.

Ouyang Changfeng said coldly: "you are wrong, my heart has never stayed in you. To get close to you is to get this magic mirror and revive my wife. Now the mirror is in my hand. Whoever dares to stop me will die! "