Chapter 487

After Li Shaojun said this, more than ten ancient immortals behind him and more than ten ancient Buddhas around Guiyuan opposite him took a step forward at the same time.

A total of 32 people, their breath, suddenly joined hands.

Yang Qiu's face instantly turned pale, while others, including Zhang Sanfeng and Lucifer, not to mention emperor Shi Yan and nun Shura, became extremely wonderful.

Originally, everything is a conspiracy!

Li Shaojun is actually with Guiyuan.

Zhang Sanfeng suddenly roared:

"Damn it, you! It turned out that everything was arranged by you! You've been acting and calculating. Yang Qiu, what are you... Going to do? "

At this time, under Yang Qiu's feet, the dead Brahma nightmare stood up silently like a ghost. Yang Qiu was unconscious. A long sword in Brahma's hand directly pierced Yang Qiu's chest.

No one expected that this would happen. At the last moment, Yang Qiu avoided his heart by instinct, but the harm brought by this sword was also extremely serious.

Lucifer and Zhang Sanfeng gave a sudden roar, but at this time, more than 30 ancient immortals and Buddhas completely released their suppressed breath.

The powerful and despairing immortal Qi and Buddha light are impressively connected into two rings. The Grand Buddha light is outside and the mysterious Taoist immortal Qi is inside.

Zhang Sanfeng and Lucifer were oppressed by this powerful and unparalleled breath and could not move at all.

Even if their strength is incomparable, the strength of more than 30 people of the other party, especially the strength of Guiyuan monk, is strong enough to frighten everyone. In any case, they can only watch Yang Qiu's back be fiercely inserted into a sword again and a mouthful of blood gushes out far away.

At this time, where did Fanyan still have the ferocity disguised earlier, and his face was extremely calm, but the condescending in his eyes was so obvious:

"You are so stupid. Don't you know that all the intrigues are for today?"

Yang Qiu stumbled back, stared at fan Yan and said slowly:

"You can't arrange such a big game just for me?"

"You? You're just a poor victim! Our purpose, for, is the Kunlun behind you! "

I don't know why, Yang Qiu's heart suddenly has an extremely relaxed feeling.

Originally, I wronged Kunlun.

Originally, I'm not just a person.

Yang Qiu moved slightly in her heart, made a haggard and desperate expression on her face, and smiled bitterly:

"I'm just a victim! Ha ha, that's ridiculous, Kunlun? Are you for Kunlun? What about them? Why are you with you again? "

When Yang Qiu said them, he meant Li Shaojun and the ancient immortals around him.

Fan Yan's hand already had a long chopstick and a dead tree branch with a thick thumb. The dead tree branch was emitting a circle of extremely mysterious breath. Under the protection of that breath, all ancient Buddhas and immortals completely released all their strength. After they joined hands, they were even powerful, even the huge thunder eye on Maoling, They all seem to be alive, and their eyes are full of vigilance and loss.

The dead tree branches isolated the secret of this side. The thunder robbery in the sky spread slowly, and the black clouds all over the sky dispersed quietly.

"Fanyan, what do you want to do?"

Fanyan smiled coldly and said coldly:

"Hand over the yuxu palace and I can promise to let you die. Otherwise, I will draw out your soul and let you live forever in endless pain and despair. Moreover, your women, I will make them the most humble prostitutes in the world!"

Yang Qiu's eyes suddenly shrunk, and a sudden sense of killing came on him, but it could not spread at all. It dissipated directly after contacting the prohibition arranged by Gu Xian.

But Yang Qiu stared at fan Yan, and his whole body rushed out crazily. He seemed to have endless murderous spirit. Finally, the murderous spirit on him condensed into essence.

Fanyan's cold eyes were finally dignified. With a cold smile, he gently waved the dead tree branch in his hand to Yang Qiu.

Yang Qiu's eyes seemed to have changed.

That kind of feeling is like the earth directly turned into a meteor and hit himself in the head. That kind of despair is not even what he should experience.

Real silence.

There is no possibility of resistance. Even the thought can't raise the slightest sense of resistance. It seems that that is the ending that Yang Qiu should have.

"I'll let you know what despair is."

Fanyan finally looked at Yang Qiu, and a happy smile finally appeared on his indifferent face.

No one can escape his understatement. If he wants to, he can even kill everyone present at once.

Because the origin of this dead branch is too big.

In Yang Qiu's mind, a middle-aged man suddenly sighed.

The mighty power of chaos suddenly swept everything, whether ancient Buddha or ancient immortal, and the prohibition they jointly arranged was completely broken.

At the same time, Yang Qiu suddenly heard a sharp cry, and his whole body, endless blood fog, rolled out.

"Quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack

In the endless sea of blood, Cain, the ancestor of the blood demon family, suddenly appeared with eight second-generation blood gods.

At the same time, Xiaotian dog roared, raised his leg, directly a stream of urine, and shot it at Fanyan's face.

The pressure brought by the dead tree branch was completely suppressed by the power of chaos.

Everything only happened in a moment. Even before Yang Qiu woke up, Li Shaojun, Zhang Sanfeng, Lucifer and the old man suddenly started at the same time.

Li Shaojun's strength soared directly to a terrible level, which directly suppressed the Guiyuan monks.

"You...!"

Li Shaojun waved his hand with indifference and a strong breath. He swept the ancient immortals who were originally in the same camp with him in front of him. A terrible force seemed to freeze the time. That murderous spirit made more than a dozen ancient immortals suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood at the same time.

Just a sneak attack, Li Shaojun made all the more than ten ancient immortals seriously hurt.

Li Shaojun is a Wuxian!

Yang Qiu didn't understand that the first of the three chaotic forms suddenly started. This time, he did his best. Van Yan was like a slow motion film in front of him.

"Should... Die!"

These two words seemed to drag for a long time. Yang Qiu's eyes suddenly became red. The madness in his eyes scared Fanyan to finally change color.

That dead tree branch is being suppressed by the power of chaos, and there is no time to take care of Fanyan. While Yang Qiu in Fuxi temple, he even destroyed a top-grade spirit weapon by one strike of chaos. Even if Fanyan has hidden more strength, at this time, he is completely a local chicken and tile dog.

"Die!"

All this happened between flint and lightning. Every cell of Brahma nightmare was directly annihilated. There was no such person in the world.

The dead branch suddenly gave out a violent tremble and suddenly disappeared in place.