Chapter 1220： : Wang Jing blew

"The owner of the East is so dead!"

"It's too strong, how do I feel that Mu Feng simply did not do his best"

"Oriental 昊, the martial arts giant that has been famous for several centuries in the pastoral city is so dead?"

Numerous monks are stunned, and others are unbelievable.

"This little beast, now the strength is really strong, I am on him, and there is no half-point winning."

Lin Feng's face is also gloomy.

"Mu Feng, my oriental family and you are not dead!"

The only surviving king of the Eastern family roared, and the body was transformed into a ray of blazing sun. The momentum was soaring, and it turned out to be a heaven from the heavens, and rose to the four heavens.

He actually burned his own life!

This life is the foundation of Yuan Dan’s cultivation. Yuan Li is exhausted and can be added back.

The life of the life is too much, and the realm will go backwards. The most serious one is that the direct Yuan Dan is broken, and the whole body is repaired into nothing.

This man’s skill has skyrocketed for three days, and I am afraid that it will burn the life of the sacred life that has been practiced for hundreds of years. After this war, I am afraid that I will not die. The repair will also fall to the Linghai Yuanzong realm and even lower.

"Work with him!"

The Eastern family's several half-step-old elders roared, and six people flew out, burning the life of Dan, and the king who was in the same position as the realm of Tianzhu, and killed Mu Feng together.

"cut!"

The king of the Eastern family roared and waved a huge sword. He took out a ten-foot-sized golden sword and killed it to Mu Feng.

"Moths fight fire"

Mu Feng said indifferently, how can the skill rise again, and the true power of this person is also weak in the eyes of Mu Feng.

"Leiyang!"

Mu Feng pointed out that the killing came out. In the blood of the body, inside the Yuan Dan, the power of the thunder in the bones gathered wildly and condensed into a round of Leiyang.

Hey!

Leiyang bombardment in this violent knife, the golden knife and the thunder and the thunder roaring, the terrible energy that erupted swept across several kilometers.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

A tall building was shattered by the Thunder, and it was burned by the hot knife. The numerous buildings below were directly smashed into pieces by energy. The huge wind pavilion was only able to survive in the protection of the formation.

Leiyang directly smashed the golden knives day, and the smashing bombardment on the body of this person’s body, shocked the last king of the East to vomit blood and retreat.

This type of magical power of Leiyang, the explosive power of instant condensation is not strong, if it gathers a moment of energy, the power can destroy a small town.

Hey!

At this time, Mu Feng took the sword and moved, and a sword turned into a shocking thorn, and turned to the Eastern King.

A sword out, the demon sculpture shouts, the true meaning of the sword blends with the thunder, force, blood four senses, condenses the strength of the force, turned into a sword carving to kill.

The king of the East is roaring, and the sky is coming out. It has also been turned into a golden scorpion, resisting this sword, but it was smashed by a sword and vomiting blood.

"kill!"

The other six elders of Emperor Yuanzong, who burned the life of Dan, were able to make a striking blow in a short period of time. They made a striking blow, killing Mu Feng and intercepting Mu Feng to continue killing their family.

Mu Feng's face was indifferent, and the thunder in the outer body condensed the enchantment, and the gas was pushed out. The six men attacked and roared. The bombardment was on his defense. The defense roared and resisted most of the energy. The rest of the attack fell on his body. Mu Feng is still standing proudly in the attack, and the hair is not broken.

"what!"

These six people are screaming, and their hearts are cold. This Mu Feng’s defense is terrible.

"I said, you are just moths and fires."

Mu Feng said indifferently, and at the same time, he rushed out with a hand, and Lei Zetian emerged. The same palm shot, the giant palm condensed the gathering of the Eight Thunder, and formed a huge Thunder enchantment instantly enveloped the six.

Six people yelled and attacked and attacked the enchantment, but they couldn't break. The violent thunder rushed into the Thunder enchantment, and suddenly, thousands of lightning roared.

"Thousands of robbers!"

Mu Feng's hand was pinched, and suddenly thousands of thunder and lightning screamed, all bombarded to six people, the momentum is violent.

"Do not!"

Six people roared, the defensive power was shredded by the lightning of the road, and countless lightning bombarded the body of six people.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

The six people screamed, and the body explosion became the true meaning of the blood swept by the fragments. It was burned to the ashes, leaving only a **** linger.

"Little beast, I am fighting with you!"

The king of the Eastern family roared and roared, his face was stunned, his body burned with golden flames, and the bombardment turned to Mu Feng. The body was violent and violent, and his body expanded like a ball.

"No, he wants to blew himself!"

"Escape!"

All of them were half-faced, and the onlookers fled in horror, and countless monks retired.

Hundreds of thousands of monks, at this moment, like locusts, the king of the scorpio blew himself, no one knows how powerful the power is.

This person is going to use the death to drag the Mu Feng into the water and protect the oriental family.

"Yan ancestors"

Countless Eastern family disciples, the elders see this scene sadly crying.

Mu Feng's face is also a big change, his body is retreating, but this person is rushing to him at a faster speed, close to the range of Mu Feng 100 meters.

"I am dead, protect my family's blood, enough! Let's go to **** together, burst!"

This Eastern king sneered, his eyes were fearless and fearless, and he also had tears of reluctance.

I have practiced in the family since childhood, and I have been arguing with my peers. Under the family's shelter and my own efforts, I have grown up to be a generation of kings, and I will never understand, family monks, attachment to their families.

boom!

A terrible explosion roar, this person, such as the same golden sun burst, the terrible Yan Yang Yuan Li, at this moment, broke out ten times the usual explosive power, destructive power, golden yang energy swept the eight sides, one thousand Meter, two kilometers, three kilometers

"Thousands of robbers, guard!"

"Hey! Boom"

A full range of seven kilometers, all under the blast, numerous buildings, buildings, smoke and smoke in the explosion, there are many slow-moving monks, screams have not yet had time to send, the body was directly torn into pieces, In order to powder.

A golden energy mushroom cloud rises into the sky, seven kilometers away, covered by the power of golden yang, from the height of tens of thousands of meters, the bottom is like a golden bowl.

"Feng brother!"

"Little Lord!"

The people of Tianfeng, the strongmen of the front of the battle, were on the verge of explosion, and they were all able to withstand the explosive energy. One by one, they were shocked and vomited and retreated. Looking at Mu Feng, who was shrouded in self-destruction, was worried.

And Mu Feng, but was shrouded in the center of self-destruction, bombarded by the most violent energy, crushed.

The Tianzhu realm is a heavenly cultivation, and under the blast, it can also erupt the power of the six-seven-day monk’s full blow.

The power of this blasting directly destroyed the area of ​​the Muzhou City, a comparable area of ​​small towns, and the power was not weak.

I don't know how many innocent people have not had time to escape. I am afraid that tens of thousands will die after this death.

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