Chapter 1779

Bada, Zhu Xuan is the only two people who didn't make a move at the scene. He almost dropped his glasses.

He stands behind ye Duxian. If he wears glasses, real glasses will fall to the ground.

Since he came, he has been persuading Ding Yi to find a chance to escape.

But I didn't expect that Ding Yi knocked down 15 holy immortals with one blow.

And it's just a fist.

What kind of power is this?

Isn't Xianjun more than that?

Zhu Xuan now knows why Ding Yi is so calm and arrogant.

"Don't panic, he just took Wang pin's elixir. After his medicine disappears, he just exists like a pig and a dog." A saint who had not been beaten into the river screamed wildly, cheering for his own people.

Ding Yi's annoyance is all brain damage. Everyone feels that he has eaten the elixir. How about so many elixirs?

Have you never seen such a powerful Saint like me?

Yes, fairyland has never seen such a perverted saint as Ding Yi.

No wonder everyone thought he had eaten elixir.

At this time, everyone jumped out of the river one after another, and 20 holy immortals formed two teams again. Although Ding Yi injured them, he did not cause them heavy casualties.

On the contrary, they are more courageous and feel that Ding Yi is more powerful and less harmful.

"Still here?" Ding Yi tried his fist and grinned: "it seems that you are tired of living."

"Shoot to kill." At this time, ye Duxian angrily reported four words.

When all the immortals heard his words, they were all in a good mood.

"Shoot to kill." Almost at the same time, they drank hard, and their bodies were shocked, and each of them released a kind of dark atmosphere.

"Dark killing array"

Twenty people join hands to come back and sacrifice a stronger killing array, a direct killing array.

The whole land of Youzhou seems to be shaking. From the ground, from the air, and from the water, a kind of dark power continuously appears and injects into their bodies.

This is the special strength they have at home in Youzhou.

"The dark and immortal will be with us --" cried the twenty immortals. It seems that there is an immortal will falling from the sky.

Each of them began to grow dark, like messengers coming out of hell.

"Is it from hell that Youming Xianjun is so low-key?" God, when Wu saw the driving power of these people, he was so alive that his whole body was so dark that he was inspired.

"I don't care where they come from, but I can send them back to hell." Ding Yi laughs, strides in front of the wind, roars, and jumps into the array.

Other people are afraid of being trapped by Da Zhen. Ding Yi himself is caught in the trap.

"What's dark, what's dark, where Ding Yi is, the light is bright." Ding Yi trampled on the world step by step and made several moves.

"The world is full of state, the world is in a state of coldness and coldness, and you can enter the room and turn your hand into a cloud." the newly created Changsheng magic fist is wildly exported, making eight moves at a time.

Ye Duxian in the distance is better, and he is not under Ding Yi's strength.

The other 20 immortals could no longer see Ding Yi. They only saw a huge fist, which was like coming from the starry sky outside the country. The fists were shaking ancient and modern times, stirring the Tianhe river. Each fist could make a huge pit in the sky.

"What kind of boxing is this?" Someone could not help exclaiming.

It seems that Ding Yi is no longer fighting, just like Xianjun.

Only the immortal in them can feel the majesty and power of Ding Yi's boxing.

Bang, the strong fist shreds the darkness and brings light.

Their dark killing array was almost smashed by Ding Yi in the side moment.

Ding Yi's fists came in, smashing the battle and hitting the strongest one of the twenty holy immortals.

"Bang" the immortal didn't even see Ding Yi's figure in his later stage. He felt a sharp pain in his chest. When he looked down, Ding Yi had gone away.

"I got a punch?" Just after this thought, he had an unforgettable picture in his mind.

A huge planet is smashed by a bigger fist.

Bang, his body explodes in mid air at the same time.

"Ah --" the immortal's unwilling will screamed in the air.

One blow was blown.

Everyone in the audience is going to freak out.

And this is just the beginning. Ding Yi is just like the God of death walking in the world. Every step will take a person's life.

His figure is like a flowing cloud, walking in the void, the saints are hit one by one, no one is the enemy.

From the direction of Ye Duxian, the holy immortals he brought are turning into blood flowers in mid air, one after another in full bloom, splashing all around in mid air.

Miserably, miserably, miserably, the scene was just unbearable. In just two or three seconds, at least eight holy immortals were blown up by Ding Yi.

It's all a blow, like fireworks in the air.

"Beast, stop it --" ye Duxian saw the dead out of the body and couldn't help it any more.

Ding Yi's killing of immortals and pigs and dogs is totally beyond his imagination.

He took a step back, his palm was shocked, and a ray of light appeared in his palm, forming a jade bow.

He sacrificed his sacred instrument "blue sea fairy bow".

This bow is amazing. The magic weapons of the fairyland bow are ranked, flutter, flutter, flutter. The rest of the holy immortals didn't go far away and split into two.