Chapter 1297

"A hundred miles of wind!"

Chang's face changed slightly. He once came to the inner universe. At that time, Bai Li Changfeng was powerful, killing countless enemies for Bai Li's family and making him famous in the universe.

Whether before or now, the hundred mile long wind is the existence he looks up to.

"This man's accomplishments reached the beginning of the heavenly way to the Holy Land!"

Yang Jian whispered and surprised the gods and demons. Fortunately, they knew that Yang Jian was stronger, so they didn't panic.

Qin Jun, who was crossing the robbery, glanced at Bai Li's family and others, and didn't care.

Enjoy the baptism of Tianlei.

The hundred mile long wind took a deep breath, tried to calm his anger, and rushed to the Forest Fairy mountain immediately. The momentum was like a chaotic beast, which made countless creatures feel that they were hit head-on by something and burst back one after another.

"Little bastard! Die!"

The hundred mile long wind is like a raging lion, roaring and shaking the stars.

Two blue beams shot out of his eyes and crossed tens of millions of miles in the blink of an eye to shoot Qin Jun.

"Hum!"

Yang Jian snorted coldly, and the two blue beams dissipated instantly, which was very strange.

The hundred mile long wind stopped quickly and looked at Yang Jian in amazement. The next second he was creepy.

When the divine knowledge was swept away, Yang Jian felt as unfathomable as the owner of a hundred Li family, which made him cold.

"Is he the Yang Jian?"

Baili Changfeng thought nervously. He noticed that Yang Jian's third eye was not opened, but the suppression of blood made him afraid to move forward.

A group of hundred mile family friars behind them, no matter how many they were, showed their magic powers one after another. A hundred flowers bloomed and all smashed into Lin Xianshan.

The seven color glow lights up the starry sky, bright and beautiful.

The creatures on the mountain were so frightened that they didn't even have time to escape.

Except for the hundred mile long wind, none of the other hundred mile monks reached the holy land of the way of heaven.

Without Yang Jian's hand, the monkey king swept away the chaos with a stick, and the chaotic purple gold stick stretched hundreds of thousands of miles, smashing all kinds of mana torrents into colorful immortal fog and surrounding Lin Xianshan.

This stick scared the monks of Baili family silly.

"That was..."

"Qi Tian Da Sheng! The guy who makes the stick under Emperor Qin is Qi Tian Da Sheng!"

"It's so strong... At least it's also the strength of the perfection of sage territory. No wonder Baili Zhinan will fall."

"Fortunately, general Changfeng is here."

The monks of the Baili family whispered to each other. The monkey king's stick made them dare not take it lightly.

Hundred Li Changfeng stared at Qin Jun and saw that Qin Junlian was the supreme bully, but he was powerless, which made him very angry.

"The legendary supreme tyrant... Absolutely not! The emperor of Qin must be eradicated today!"

Bai Li Changfeng clenched his teeth and thought of it. He looked at Yang Jian again. The next second, his face was frightened.

Yang Jian opened the supreme magic eye between his eyebrows and stared at him. Endless killing machines came from all directions to the long wind, which made him cold and afraid to move.

At this time, the other monks of the hundred mile family found that Qin Jun had become a supreme bully and immediately fried the pot.

Supreme bully body is taboo for Baili family.

Although the ancestors of the supreme invincible also had the supreme bully body, they believed in the supreme magic eye and hated the supreme bully body.

They believe that the supreme Dharma eye is not so perfect because of the existence of the supreme overlord.

At least not the strongest.

Now the enemy Qin Tiandi is also the supreme bully. They are angry and flustered.

"General Changfeng, get rid of him!"

A saint of Baili family urged him, wondering why Baili Changfeng was stunned in place.

The creatures watching the war are also wondering, how can the murderous hundred mile long wind be as stupid as it is now?

In an attic, Huo Zhenyu sighed, "it's a pity that a hundred miles of wind is a hero."

Baili family still underestimated Qin Jun.

Sending a hundred miles of wind is all about delivering vegetables.

At this time, Yang Jian's body flashed and disappeared in place.

Appear again and kill in front of the hundred mile long wind.

"What..."

The hundred mile long wind was almost scared out of his wits, because Yang Jian was less than 20 cm away from him and his eyes were opposite. He lost his thinking in an instant.

Boom——

An unstoppable black light beam was emitted from the eyes of Yang Jian's supreme Dharma. The light beam instantly doubled to a terrible diameter of hundreds of meters, annihilating the hundred mile long wind, breaking the yuan God and turning the holy bone into fly ash.

In an instant, there was a sense of sadness in the hearts of all the creatures in the starry sky.

The way of heaven is the most holy, which is equivalent to the way of heaven.

The way of heaven falls, and all things mourn.

A hundred miles of wind fell!

Countless creatures were stunned. There was only thunder and roar in the starry sky, as if crying for the fall of the most holy way of heaven.

The monks of Baili family were petrified one by one, and they couldn't believe what they saw.

General Changfeng's breath disappeared in an instant

Qin Jun, who was crossing the robbery, sneered. Did a group of reptiles dare to kill him?

Even if the whole army of Baili family kills him, he is not afraid!

At the same time, the disaster on his head suddenly dispersed and gathered towards the hundred mile long wind.

"Shit!"

Qin Jun was immediately depressed. He wanted to lie down in the middle of xianshengjing through the robbery.

At this time, the black light beam across the starry sky dissipated, and there was no wind for a hundred miles.

Pitifully, the way of heaven is the most holy. I don't even have time to say a word before I die.

Yang Jian turned his head to look at the monks in the distance. They were so frightened that they quickly turned and ran away.

Unfortunately, they are watched by the Supreme Master of the avenue. It can only be extravagant hope to escape.

Boom——

Another black light beam shot from the center of Yang Jian's eyebrows and swept away, drowning all hundreds of monks, nearly 100 people and annihilating the whole army.

The second wave of the hundred mile family came quickly and died quickly.

All the creatures have not returned to their senses, so they can only stare at Yang Jian's divine figure.

Qin Jun landed slowly and vomited a long mouthful of turbid Qi.

Turned into a supreme bully, he felt that he had been qualitatively changed, and his whole body was full of strength.

For a long time, the starry sky caused a sensation.

"My God! Am I still dreaming?"

"Hiss -- who the hell is Yang Jian? It's too strong, isn't it?"

"The hundred mile long wind died like this?"

"The hundred mile family and their entourage fell in less than half a column of incense?"

"How many saints died..."

"When things get big, the hundred mile family will not stop!"

Countless creatures, including Huo Zhenyu, looked at Yang Jian in shock.

He expected that the hundred mile long wind would die, but he didn't expect to die so neatly.

The key is Yang Jian's speed, which makes him feel palpitating when he thinks about it.

Can easily kill the most holy of heaven? Is Yang Jian comparable to the existence of Taichu demon ancestor?

The demons looked at Yang Jian's back and had mixed feelings.

"Let three eyes show off their authority again!"

The monkey king groaned angrily, but his clenched fists betrayed the shock in his heart.

Yang Jian refreshed his cognition again.

This speed and such magic power were beyond his reach.

The senior officials and disciples of the Lin family were excited.

Even in the face of the hundred mile long wind, Qin Tiandi's men are still strong, which makes them feel an unprecedented sense of security and even an indescribable sense of glory.