Chapter 1357: Thousands of witches are destroyed

"Thanks to the predecessors for their help, the wind is unforgettable!"
Seeing the amazing means of Ye Chenfeng, the winning wind was stunned by the deep earthquake, deeply squatting and grateful.
"You don't know me?"
Looking at the respectful demeanor, the body trembled slightly, and Ye Chenfeng smiled softly and asked softly.
"Predecessors are..."
Winning wind just felt that Ye Chenfeng was familiar, but Ye Chenfeng’s strength was so amazing that he was deeply shocked by the earthquake and he did not think deeply.
"The emperor, how do you even remember Ye Chenfeng!"
At this time, the dry road rushed back and looked at the Wutian bone frozen into an ice sculpture, and said slowly.
"Ye Chenfeng..."
Winning eyebrows and picks, showing the ecstasy and excitement, he did not expect Ye Chenfeng to come back when the Zijin royal family was the most dangerous.
And he can sit on the throne of the Purple Emperor, and also thanks to Ye Chenfeng. It can be said that Ye Chenfeng is his benefactor and his noble.
"It turns out that he is Ye Chenfeng!"
The unsuccessful wins of the strangers and the two sisters also grew up listening to the story of Ye Chenfeng, watching their idols, the two women trembled, and the wins were even more strange.
"Let's go, let's go to the Golden Temple and wait for the thousands of sorcerers!" Ye Chenfeng looked at the excited wind and proposed.
"The morning breeze has not been seen for more than 20 years. Your strength has grown to a level we can't reach. I don't know where you have been in these years?"
After everyone was seated in the Golden Temple, they looked at the quiet tea, and they acted as if they were driving Ye Chenfeng, who was driving the world, and asked with emotion.
"I have been to many places these years!"
Ye Chenfeng simply explained his experience in these years, but concealed a lot of important information.
"Is the world outside really so exciting?"
After listening to Ye Chenfeng’s story, I’ve seen a longing for the beautiful face.
"Well, the world outside is very exciting and dangerous. It is not suitable for anyone to go." Ye Chenfeng nodded.
"Ye, Ye seniors, I want to go to the outside world to see, can you bring me?" Win strangely bit his lip and glanced at Ye Chenfeng who rescued her from the fire pit. Asked.
"The place I went is not for you, I can't take you with me." Ye Chenfeng shook his head and euphemistically refused.
"For the master of the government, these twenty years have passed, why is there a depression in the Zijin Imperial City?" Ye Chenfeng glanced at the look of a win-win, and shifted the topic.
"Hey, this is because of the thousands of witches, the Nalan family plundered a lot of resources in my Zijin country, and alleviated us caused by all kinds!" The dry road sighed softly and uttered the truth of the decline of Zijinguo.
"The thousands of sorcerers have reduced the resources of the swindlers of the secular world. It is really more and more regressive. There is no need for a sect. There is no need to exist!"
Understanding the truth of the matter, Ye Chenfeng sentenced the death penalty to the thousand witches.
Night, getting deeper and deeper.
The white road was left in the main road, and Ye Chenfeng lived in the courtyard of the palace, waiting for the master of the thousand witches.
When talking with the whitewashed drink in the moonlight, Ye Chenfeng gave the dry road a ring of Qiankun, which is filled with a lot of medicinal herbs and celestial elements. It is used properly enough to make the martial arts white into the king of the beasts in his lifetime. realm.
The next morning, the day was just around the corner, and several powerful breaths appeared above the Zijin Palace, breaking the silence.
"Win the wind, you are a big dog, dare to ask the master to deal with my thousands of witches, hurt me, today I will destroy you Zijin Royal!"
A man with a thin body, his eyes are slightly grayish, like a sly man standing on top of a black eagle with a fierce light. He looks at the Purple Palace and looks at the Wutian bone that freezes into an ice sculpture. The murderous roaring road.
"The sorcerer, these years, my Zijin royal family asked themselves to be loyal to the thousands of witches, but they can be exchanged. But if you don't help, my Zijin Palace has long been called a son. Turned over!"
Because there is Ye Chenfeng supporting the waist, the winning wind has hardened a lot, and with a king's temperament, he walked out in the Golden Temple, and for the first time, he smashed the sorcerer's wind.
"Win the wind, it seems that the person you invited has given you a lot of courage, so that you dare to hit me!" Wushenfeng eyes flashed a thick killing road: "But the ants are ants, today I I will let you know how stupid the decision is with me."
Speaking, the Witch God winded out two fingers. Two sharp fingers pointed out that Mangfei shot to win the legs, and wanted to wear his legs and slowly tortured him.
But when the sorcerer’s fingertips are about to reach the body of the wind, they are strangely disappearing, as if the are no longer there.
"Who, who? Give me out."
Seeing the disappearance of the that were pointed out by themselves, the face of the witch was slightly changed, and a long knife was laid out, as if the enemy was drinking.
"It seems that the warning of the destruction of the fire is not enough."
Ye Chenfeng appeared in the void and came to the front of more than a dozen thousand witch masters who drove the beast. The voice said plainly.
"Virtual, flying in the void, Fenghuangqiang!"
Looking at Ye Chenfeng's trepidation, he was so scared that Wu Hurricane and other masters of the sorcerer's sorcerer were completely replaced by fear.
They never dreamed that Zijinguo had invited a strong emperor to support him.
"Predecessors, this time is the fault of my thousands of witches, but also ask the seniors to exalt your hands and spare us, we promise not to find the trouble of Zijinguo in the future!"
Wu Shenfeng knows the horror of the Emperor of the Emperor. Looking at the Ye Chenfeng, who is getting closer and closer, there is a feeling of facing death, and he hastened his sins.
"No more!"
Ye Chenfeng shook his head, and his soul broke out in his mind, forming a terrible dizziness. He slammed into the soul sea of ​​the Wushenfeng, directly strangling his soul and exploding his body.
The next moment, Ye Chenfeng, who is standing in midair, continues to perform vertigo attacks, only three breaths, and the thousands of witch masters and several monsters who came to the blood-washed Zijin Palace died, and the blood was thick. The fog is floating in the wind, making people feel unreal.
Seeing the way that Ye Chenfeng did not move the sound of killing Wushenfeng and others, deeply shocked the hearts of people who won the wind and so on, and let many people crouch on the ground and pay homage.
"Hey, I and he are not a world person after all!"
Winning Mo is deeply impressed by the strength of Ye Chenfeng, sighing softly, and the little fantasies in his heart are also gone.
Resolved the troubles of the thousand witches, Ye Chenfeng did not leave immediately, stayed in the Zijin Imperial City for a period of time, helped the Tao, and Lin Xinxin and others improved their strength.
The relationship between winning and relying on the road, during the stay of Ye Chenfeng, has been wrapped around him, asking questions on the practice.
Ye Chenfeng had a good impression on the beautiful appearance and the clever win-win of the snow and ice, gave her a lot of opportunities, and built a base for her with a best Tiandan, and laid a good foundation for cultivation.
"Well, if you improve your strength, I will be relieved. I will let the sacred gates of the Northern Spirits under the constraints of the ethereal mountains, so that they can not intervene in the world. I hope that when I come back, I can see the splendid prosperity of Zijin. !"
After a month, Ye Chenfeng bid farewell to the road, win the wind and other people, driving the Lingzhou across an extremely large area, and returning to the core central world of the Doujin Continent through the Nine Kingdoms.