v3 Chapter 962： Fight desperately

Back in Fengzhou, Fenghao entered the third avenue spar again.

In the chaotic world, the wind stands tall, and this body is exactly his soul.

As his thoughts moved, every avenue evolved rapidly. This time, Feng Hao was not in a hurry to comprehend. He just stood quietly in the chaos. His eyes seemed to see the universe through the chaos from the avenue. The moment of birth.

At that moment, Yu Hezhou was still being formed, and the space was expanding rapidly, and light could not catch up with the expanding space. Therefore, standing here did not feel the passage of time, and it can even be said that the concept of light has not yet been here.

If someone can see Feng Hao from the outside at this moment, he will find that his spirits seem to have merged into the chaos and blended with the avenue.

In this chaos without the concept of time, I don't know how long after that, Feng Hao's spirit suddenly opened his eyes, and then, a little bit, somewhere in the chaos, a group of **** blood was directly annihilated.

"what!"

At the same time, among the wind **** towers, the lord of the Temple of Heaven shouted a scream, and in his eyes was full of shock. Even if he was sealed in the tower, he could feel that the unfinished style of the wind was becoming infinitely perfect.

"How could my god's blood be wiped out? Did he already realize the spar of the avenue?"

"Impossible, I have n’t comprehended for so long, how could he do it!"

The face of the main hall of the Temple of Heaven was full of panic. He knew that Feng Hao had already enlightened the two avenue spar. If he enlightened the third avenue spar, the entire Xuanxian ancestor world would never be restricted Feng Hao exists!

"It's great, Fengdi ... it's coming back!"

And Xiao Hei and Xiao Qiu are looking forward at this time. They feel that the Lord of Thousands is about to be reborn!

...

Feather Emperor Zong.

The majestic mountains lie on the ground like dragons, and the whole world is filled with a sense of grandeur.

On this endless range of mountains that cannot see the end, a mask that cannot see the margins is like a giant bowl buckled down, protecting the entire Emperor Yuzong in it.

With the blessings of Li Chongyang and many half-step ancestral strongmen, this guardian **** array has finally strengthened a lot, and it is no longer as crumbling as it may look at any time.

With the changes in the Devil's Cemetery, the entire Xuanxian ancestral realm was chaotic. Now, even Emperor Yuzhang cannot be spared.

Three days passed.

In the Emperor Yuzong, countless powerful men from the ancestral world of Xuanxian looked at the sky in the distance, and suddenly there was a dark cloud on the distant and peaceful sky.

Looking closely, there are overwhelming figures in the dark clouds. Those are all the gods and monsters coming out of the gods and tombs!

Heiyun came rolling in a kind of covering the sky, one by one, the gods and demons stared fiercely at the place where the guardian **** array was located. In those eyes, they were full of horror and terror.

Beyond the huge mask, you can see some strong men who are from the ancestral realm of Xuanxian, and they are desperate. Most of them are ruined, and they hold the heart of vengeance.

Seeing the dark clouds appear, the strong ones all rushed into the sky. Between the explosive energy burst, powerful offensives whistled away from the dark clouds.

However, these fierce offensives failed to stop the speed of the black cloud crushing. With the sound of the screams, those strong-minded strong men had almost no resistance and collapsed.

Wherever the black cloud passed, blood splattered, terrible.

"All of you, protect my Xuanxian ancestral realm, kill all these ghosts and demons!"

A figure with red eyes and roaring in the sky filled with despair and strong hatred in that voice.

"kill!"

Behind him, hundreds of strong men also roared, and the offensive swept into the dark clouds.

However, their offensive seemed to arouse the fierceness of the demon. Among the dark clouds, there was a sudden and violent attack whistling out, strangling these hundreds of powerful people away, and Skyrim seemed to be stained with blood.

"Hong Quanzong, above the realm of the king, all died ..."

Looking at the tragic scenes outside the mask, Li Chongyang sighed, his voice was full of pain.

The strong men outside, he personally came out to invite them, but these strong men already had a mortal heart because the sects were destroyed. They left the seedlings of their sects in the Emperor Yuzhang, and stood resolutely. The first line of defense!

At the most central part of the dark cloud, the king of war and the ancient **** king looked at the Emperor Yuzong with a look of indifference. They understood that the mask was the last protection of the Xuanxian ancestral kingdom. Will be completely exposed to their butcher knife!

"Destroy the formation!"

The king of war sneered and shouted.

As his voice fell, within the dark cloud, there were hundreds of powerful horses whistling out of nowhere, and they blasted away at the guardian **** array over the Emperor Yuzong.

"Hmm! Hmm!"

The powerful offensive bombarded the formation, and immediately caused the mask to shake out the ripples of the road. Above the light curtain, the flowing mysterious light pattern also faded a lot.

"It's ridiculous, this kind of formation is also worthy of being called the guardian **** array?"

Seeing only one round of offensive, it became dim a lot of masks, the battle king grinned, his eyes were full of disdain.

If there is no Fenghao, the strength of Xuanxian's ancestral realm is in his eyes, and it is simply unbeatable!

"Don't underestimate the Emperor Yuhua, there are some powerful ants left in Xuanxian's ancestors, all hidden inside."

The ancient God King said casually, but there was not much prudence in such a relaxed tone.

"Emperor ... I'm afraid I can't stand it a few times!"

Looking at the light curtain, many light curtains were erased, Cai Lian said worriedly.

"Ready to meet the enemy!"

Li Chongyang took a deep breath, and the hands in his sleeve robe clenched tightly.

Feng Hao has not yet left the stage, and they will shoulder the heavy responsibility of guarding the last pure land of Xuanxian ancestors.

"These **** things, it's time to get revenge for Hong Quanzong's brother!"

"I wait for the monasticism to protect the land under my feet. What fear is there for the demon!"

"You guys, get ready for a fight. The old man will pull up a demon today to bury me!"

As Li Chongyang's words fell, all the suzerains and lords behind them were angry and yelled, and there was a strong fluctuation of breath in them. Obviously, they were ready to go all out.

Countless strong men in the entire Emperor Sect are also holding the weapons in their hands. They know that they may not even be eligible to hurt the demon, but as long as they have a breath, they must do their best to protect Xuanxian. Fight for the ancestors!