: 215. Unstoppable

The monks of the Yu family and the Fengshen sect also followed their ancestors and attacked Lin Feng and others.
They dare not provoke Xiao Xiao a few people, and even dare not directly provoke Lin Feng, those monsters are still handed over to their ancestors to deal with it.
A group of monk-building monks, led by a small number of Jindan period monks headed by leisure time, rushed to Wang Lin and others.
Wang Lin looked cold and snorted, but his mana was fluctuating and violent, and the black gas rushed out of the body, directly entering the state of Huangquan's extinction. Today he is going to kill.
Yue Hongyan next to him is faster than him. The black flames of Zhang’s length are rolled up in the black flames and straight into the crowd.
Wang Lin brows a little pick: "The younger brothers are really not exaggerated, such a fierce woman, it is really a scarf, not to be eyebrows! But, when it comes to eyebrows..."
He turned his head and looked to the other side.
Yang Qing looked at the crowd who rushed up and took a deep breath: "I have to repay my predecessors, and there is nothing terrible except death."
That is to say, but Yang Qing’s former Zongmen Yunshui Cave is in front of the family and Fengshen, and even the small shrimps are not considered. Yang Qing’s confrontation with his opponents is always a feeling of incompetence.
He was not good at fighting the law, and this time, he even expanded this defect.
Wang Lin’s brows were slightly stunned, and he did not look back. After pointing to a Fengshen monk, he rushed to Yang Qing and said,
Let’s let go, you are strong.

Yang Qingyi’s martial arts, the Fengshen Zong Jindan’s monk had already killed him in front of him, and saw Yang Qing’s release of the Taiyin true water, suddenly his eyes were hot:
So different treasures. Falling into your hands is a violent thing, giving I brought it!"
Just talking. Suddenly, the purple light flashed in front of the eyes, and the brilliance was sprayed out of the violent flame.
When you are free, you scream: "Zi Fu?! Yuan Ying Fu!" Hastily set up a nine-day hurricane to escape. It has been swallowed up by the flames.
Wang Lin smashed his sleeves: "There is a lot of nonsense." He looked at the stunned Yang Qing: "Let's let go of the fight, but I won't beat it. Master gave us the charms, but I didn't keep the squat."
Yang Qing’s spirit was a bit embarrassing, but then he settled down and his eyes gradually became god.
A group of monks in front of him rushed up, and some people sacrificed Xuan Mian Zhenshui to attack him. Yang Qing calmly responded, and Taiyin really attacked. The green water flow will be a deep blue hail, and the monk at home immediately feels that his Xuan Mingzhen water has lost control.
Taiyin true water, water to water, is the commander of Wanshui, in the case of more and less, even the other five kinds of strong water, can also be manipulated.
Yang Qing's mana realm does not necessarily have a high opponent, but he can't stand it. He absorbed a whole squad in the Kunlun Mountains. At this moment, the torrent of the same yin is really water. The Xuan Mingzheng of the monk in the home has invested in the enemy and listened to his control.
Yang Qing hands up the law, Xuan Ming Zhenshui counterattacks the enemy, and suddenly freezes all the dozens of home-based monks into ice sculptures!
It was frozen by Xuan Mingzhen. Even the souls will be frozen, destined to the fate of their death.
Wang Lin looked at Yang Qing’s quietness and hidden the expression of crazy killing, raising his eyebrows slightly. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He himself pointed at the finger and Huang Quanlu appeared. Under the road, thousands of white bones rushed out and dragged the enemy into pieces. Buried in the reincarnation.
This scene falls in the eyes of the onlookers, and has already made some people feel desperate: "The disciples of the foundation period are so ferocious, is it really invincible in the same realm?"
Although the sons and daughters suffered heavy casualties, at this moment, Wan Feng did not care for them. All his attention was placed on killing the little ones.
But unfortunately, the little one is stronger than he imagined.
With the help of this instrument, you can use the help of this instrument to shuttle space in a short distance. It is not afraid of the threat of the power of the Wanfeng Yuan infantry to block the broken space.
This made his strength gap with Wanfeng greatly reduced. Yu Wanfeng beat him at this moment. In addition to more combat experience, the Yuan Ying period monk can almost crush the majestic mana of the Jindan monk.
Little but not panic: "Your mana is better than me, but you have some places, and I am too much."
The voice did not fall, the little did not point to the shape of a flash, broke the space, has come to the front of Wan Feng, punched him.
Yu Wanfeng snorted with disdain, and was about to gather mana, suddenly found that something was wrong.
The speed of this little punch is far more than usual!
The power of violent is like the horror of thunder, it is almost at the extreme, and the strength is also strong!
There is no trick, except strength is speed, except speed is power!
Faster than the blast, more fierce than the Thunder!
The flesh of the flesh, the wind and thunder!
After the little bit of knotting Dan, I learned the second magical power from my own collection in the collection of the Eight Heavens.
At this moment, he is not yet fully mature, but full of shocking power.
The muscles and muscles of the whole body are all screaming in the air. Every acupuncture point and every pore is flowing with silk and electric light, giving a sizzling sound!
The little hair of the whole body is squeaky by the current, but the square that belongs to him, even the floating dust in the air, is firmly fixed by the strong current, and it is impossible to move!
Under the shock of Yu Wanfeng, it was too late to think about it. Xuan Ming really water quickly gathered into the shield, blocking a small punch that was close at hand.
"Boom!" In the roaring sound, Xuan Mingzheng water was transformed into a blue ice shield, and it was actually smashed by a small punch that was wrapped in the wind and thunder.
Although Yu Wanfeng himself has no problem, but his face is blue, he knows clearly that if this fist falls on himself, he will die.
Little is not as good as mana, but the flesh is stronger than him!
The gap between the two sides in physical strength is even greater than that of Wanfeng's relatively small advantage.
Yu Wanfeng’s depressed face is not the same, and the other side’s mood is also terrible.
Xiao Yu, who had the help of Qiankun Mirror, completely gave up the defense, the Eight Diagrams collapsed, the Nether and the evil, the sun was really hot. All the powers are insulted and bombarded, all used to attack the hurricane. The bite of this bite is smashed.
Don't mention the sorrow in the heart of the hurricane, and the magical power of his Fengshen sect. The characteristic is that it is as windy, fierce and fierce, so naturally it is good and bad.
However, Xiao Yu’s central Wushen Shenguang bodyguard, directly ignoring his attack, and then his own magical attack is outstanding, and the typhoon who is not good at defending is arrogant and evasive.
The hurricane is really like a teenager, but a teenager of thirteen or four years old, with black hair coveted, like a crown jade. The appearance is elegant, revealing a silky book.
But in fact, he is already a man who has reincarnate once. His life span is thousands of years old, but now he is being embarrassed by a fledgling junior. The hurricane is no longer calm.
His palms slammed together, pinching a weird law, and suddenly a hundred and nine days of hurricane were combined.
The invisible hurricane, the layers are stacked and squeezed together to form a length of several tens of feet. A few feet wide, nearly half a thick thin sword!
This giant sword hangs over the sky and shines, even ordinary people can see its existence with the naked eye. Completely gave up the nine-day unparalleled hurricane, but it reveals an invincible and extremely powerful force.
Fengshen sword!
This sword is out. Everyone is looking at it, the trick of the hurricane. Attack and destructive power can almost match the sharp swords of the sword.
This sword. Qiankun mirror can't resist it!
When Xiao Yu saw it, he smiled and said: "You also pick me up a sword!" The Kun Kun mirror and the sun are all set off, a handle-like sword with a thick black iron ruler appears in his hand.
Evil tyrants sword!
Xiao Yu held up the evil tyrannical sword, and the endless blue-violet flame spread all over the sky, and the sky that was already in the middle of the night was rendered deeper and darker.
The artistic conception of destroying everything in the blue-violet flame is more fierce and cruel than the of the wind in the sky.
Blazing fires!
After Xiao Yu’s death, he learned the second magical power of his own from the collection of the Eight Heavens.
In the loud drink, Xiao Yu smashed out a sword and collided with his own Fengshen sword!
A dark purple trace was left in the night sky, as if the entire sky was divided into two.
The scattered air directly smashed a sandstorm on the wasteland, and the dark night sky was brightened by this fierce wind and fire.
For a moment, the sounds from other battles were low, and everyone could only hear the flame and the hurricane.
Everyone has widened their eyes, and it is unbelievable to look at Xiao Yu, who is holding the evil sword in the sky, and Fengshen Zhenjun’s full-fledged Fengshen sword, but he can’t help him?
Xiao Yu, Zhu Yi, Xiao Bu, three early Jindan monks, hard anti-Huifeng Zhenjun, Zhang Hai and Yu Wanfeng three yuan infant ancestors, do not fall into the wind!
"The rise of the Tianmen Tianzong is unstoppable!"
Wu Yunliang, who had been watching from the cold, suddenly took a long breath.
The monk next to him turned around and looked over: "Master, have you decided?"
Wu Yunliang nodded: "The icing on the cake is easy, and it is rare to send charcoal in the snow. However, the relationship between the two sides is not enough to match the snow."
Meng Chaoran quietly said: "The Fengshen sect does not say that the other party has the Yu family, there is a fire sword, and may also add a streamer sword, the most important thing is the Shaoshan swordsman!"
"One step is not careful, my Tianji Mountain Millennium Foundation will be destroyed."
Wu Yunliang also looked calm: "I am seeking for the rich and the rich, my Tianshan has reached the most critical moment of the storm, what is terrible?"
Meng Chaoran nodded: "So, the master will let go, I will help you."
Wu Yunliang’s face showed a gratifying smile, just about to talk, and the smile suddenly stiffened on his face.
A huge pressure at the same time floated on the hearts of everyone.
This feeling is not a general fear, but a kind of nature. The rabbit meets the wolf, meets the lion, and comes from the instinct, from the depths of the soul.
Everyone is looking in the same direction, where there is a person standing alone, a young man.
His face was clear and handsome, and he was wearing a clean white robe. His body was light and windy, without a trace of sharpness, like a breeze, a Lingquan.
But this person's pair of eyes, like the stars in the night sky, shines brightly, and the eyes seem to be able to penetrate the human soul.
Too virtual view of the contemporary disciple of the WTO, the Taoist world walks, Pang Jie!
Pang Jie appeared, Kong Chang, Zhang Hai and other people fell back, Xuanten Tianzong side, whether it is Kang Nanhua, Miao Shihao in Yuan Ying period, or Xiao Yu, Zhu Yi in Jin Dan period, etc. It feels like a great is pressing on them, and their mana is running.
"Pang Jie is also a Yuan Ying period, and there should be no such magical powers..." Wu Yunliang and Meng Chaoran looked at each other and said the same thing: "The magic weapon! It is a magic weapon. Only the magic weapon can bring such pressure. Pang Jie has a yuan." The magic weapon of the monk refining!" (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!