Chapter 1185

Mao Yang's left hand held the blow to the feeding circle, and his eyes were full of fierce colors!

The Three Dharma guardians of the noble Han Cang mansion were hit by a monster in front of everyone. How can he gain a foothold in the endless sea in the future!

The sky was filled with swords, and the whole sky seemed to fall down in the prison sea array.

Wu Zun is a strong man. Every move, not to mention the power of heaven, and even the surrounding air, permeates with thick authority.

The islanders below were all crawling on the ground and could not move

Ye Waner and her husband had already fallen to the ground and were struggling to hold on.

Although Shaliuhe is still standing in the field, the sweat on his forehead shows the hardships at the moment.

"Let me ask you one last time, are you going in or not!" Mao Yang's right hand was trembling, and the huge sword above the sky was trembling. He saw that it was about to fall.

Left and right are silent, leaving only a strong heartbeat, beating and hammering!

It seems that Zifeng's mind has been rusty and dull. The handle of the knife lit up at a moment

The dark red color, like a volcano that has been silent for thousands of years, is baked by the soaring pride, which slowly diffuses the trembling heat of the air.

"Good, good! Then you wait for me to peel your skin, take your tendons and drink your blood! " With a hard wave of your right hand!

A thousand feet of sword fell down.

Thousands of feet away, close at hand!

Just when the mountain was a hundred feet away from Zifeng, a hot blade rose into the sky.

Rage sky tearing knife! A knife soared into the air.

Seeing the blow of Zifeng, the flower standing in the void couldn't help laughing. Did the little monster below really think that with this knife, he could resist Mao Yang's sword?

Just in the middle of the air, I don't know when a transparent void sword appeared. Zifeng's face showed a crazy color. Then he clenched his teeth and moved his mind. The void sword sank and immediately became one with the blade. The thick blade, originally clear curve, became hazy and unpredictable for a time. It seems to be out of everyone's sight, but it really exists!

With a crisp "click", the sea, which was originally imprisoned by the sea array, suddenly became surging, a hundred feet of surging waves, and a hurricane that destroyed the sky and the earth roared down from the sky.

In the sky, a purple lightning flickered and bombarded down in an instant!

A year later, the thunder of heavenly punishment appeared again on the sky curtain of the distant endless sea!

Everything shrank and howled.

The sky thunder, as thick as a barrel, was in a hurry. Before it even had time to breathe, it shot down and wound around the thousand Zhang sword. Similarly, the two were one. It wanted to blow the small sword.

Time seems to have solidified and become stagnant.

However, at the moment when the two wanted to hand over, a hazy fog appeared strangely in the eyes.

The thousand Zhang sword awn wrapped with lightning seemed to be a virtual shadow, and the hundred Zhang sword awn penetrated directly

Between the lightning and the fireworks, it was clear that Mao Yang had no time to think. When he recovered, the knife had touched his body

Poof, the slightest sound, caused an uproar.

As we all know, once a practitioner enters the realm of Wu Zun, his muscles, bones and skin are as tough as intermediate spirit beasts! Moreover, in the realm of Wu Zun, Yuan Li has simply stored in the Dantian and began to spread towards the four bones

In other words, even when the skin is hurt, it will instinctively fight back!

But. What about a moment? Not only the skin, the four bones, but even Mao Yang stood in his place like a fool, motionless!

"No!" The big Dharma protector and the second Dharma protector of hancang mansion suddenly exhaled and rushed over like crazy!

Late, late! When Mao Yang began to play with Zifeng in his heart, the shadow of death had entangled him and was doomed.

He could only watch the knife and slowly cut Mao Yang in half. Blood splashed everywhere. The memorial day of the generation of Wu Zun was completed the next day.

With those unwilling eyes, Qianzhang sword awn turned into a sigh and slowly dissipated between heaven and earth.

The wild wind roared and the world was in chaos. The ancient token in the southeast lost its support and fell down

A clear gap appeared in front of us!

The ink turned pale and hid behind the crowd. At the moment Zifeng stood in the arena, he knew that Wu Zifeng was very human and difficult to deal with. But I didn't expect that even in front of the three powerful warriors. Killed one of them with ease.

Fear, like the yellow leaves of the mountain forest in autumn, is thick on the ground.

How is that possible!

That's just a full blow from the powerful emperor of Wu. Why didn't Mao Yang even respond?

The flower was holding Mao Yang's half body, and the killing intention in her eyes suddenly became strong

However, when tens of thousands of eyes look for the field together, Zifeng has disappeared!

"Not yet!" You Lu roared at the people who were still stunned behind him. A long rainbow swept across the sky and sped away towards the gap in the southeast.

Hua Zheng's killing intention came to an end. He picked up the dark token on the ground and rose in the air. When he saw Youlu and others flying around like headless flies on the sea, his heart suddenly hurt!

Then a drop of blood essence dropped on the token and slowly pasted it on his forehead. A strange scene appeared. But see Huazheng's cheeks grow old at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her hair falls like snowflakes!

But after three breaths, it seems ten years old at one time!

This method, called the art of peeping into the sky, is an ancient altar art of the ancient Hai people. Practitioners can see the secrets of the heaven at the cost of burning Shouyang.

You only need to hold ancient things, whether tokens or weapon blades. The heart sinks into it, meditates piously, and the mental method works. You can stay in the heart and hold your breath. You can lift up layers of fog in thousands of troubles and see the truth of things.

This is a kind of connection. It seems that the secret of heaven exists in the hearts of all things. If you follow the heart, you will naturally find the true meaning of concentration in your heart.

When Hua Zheng took off the token in front of her forehead, she pointed away, and an angry palm suddenly came towards the northwest.

With a bang, the originally empty array suddenly became chaotic after receiving this slap. A burst of light and strange land separated, Zifeng stood with his hands behind his back, and the figure standing in the array suddenly appeared.

Unfortunately, even now, Huazheng still didn't find a little nervous look on Zifeng's face.