Chapter 1380: Open your mouth

The first thousand three hundred and eighty chapters open your mouth
"The heart demon has no trace!"
"Undefeated Magic Fist!"
The moment the bronze-colored armor demon man showed this weird smile, his left hand stretched out like lightning, and a palm was pushed out horizontally.
His hand was vicissitudes of life and ancient, containing the profound meaning of the supreme magic way, a pitch black ripple emerged from the palm of his palm, at the beginning it was like a small bridge running water, but like lightning.
But like a wave of rage, swept towards the three and a half-step great saints and those saints with the momentum of submerging the nine heavens.
This breath rushed straight into the heavens of the God Realm, with an aura of destruction and crushing.
"boom!"
His right hand also stretched out at this moment, his big hand is ancient and vicissitudes, like a rotten fossil.
make a fist!
The power is overwhelming, and almost evolved the ultimate meaning of boxing in the world.
Fist!
Powerful, powerful and domineering, it kills the world, the power of this fist far surpasses the power of the three powerhouses such as Nanming Undefeated and Yin is not base, and the fist slams into the three and a half steps. Powerful level.
The Bronze Armored Demon men fists out, almost a sneak attack.
"not good!"
Nanming is undefeated, Yin is not cheap, Mu Teng Tian's three half-step great sages have lost their color. They never dreamed that this emperor-level demon half-step great sage would attack them.
Nima!
This is shameless.
"Roar, roar, roar!"
Nanming is undefeated and Yin is not cheap, Mu Teng Tian's three half-step great sages roared up to the sky, preparing to resist the sneak attack of the bronze armored demon man.
But they were doomed to fail. They just roared out, before they had time to exert force, the pitch-black ripples had penetrated their bodies and drowned their souls.
"Ah!"
Their primordial spirit was like being burned and hit by the demon fire, and they fell apart in an instant, heading towards collapse. Many primordial spirit powers were directly turned into ashes, leaving only a strand of primordial source power.
"Touch, touch, touch!"
Naha Jue Tianxia's fist hit the three of them fiercely, and the figures of the three of them flew out fiercely. Their bodies were smashed to pieces, and their primordial spirits collapsed again under the blow .
A stern roar cut through the sky, and at almost the same moment the six saints also let out a violent roar, and their bodies flew out one after another.
The bronze-colored armor demon man hit with all his strength and hit the nine masters in the upper three domains.
"boom!"
The figure of the Bronze Armored Demon Man went across the air, and once again threw his fist fiercely at Yin Buqian, Mutoten, Nanming Undefeated Three Half-Step Great Sage, and the three half-step Great Sage's body flew again. Got out.
There is no chance to resist.
"Touch, touch, touch"
The fist of the bronze demon man was smashed like a violent storm, and the terrible fist was flying all over the sky. For almost a breathing time, the yin was not cheap, the Nanming was undefeated, and Muto Tiansan was beaten and disabled.
Lie directly in the void.
Mu Teng Tian, ​​Yin is not cheap, Nan Ming invincible almost gave up resistance, but at this moment, they discovered that the bronze demon man Gu attacked them, standing in the distant void.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise.
The body of the bronze demon man fell into the void, and then turned into a ray of light and disappeared. There was a figure standing where he disappeared. The owner of this figure was Lin Feng.
"Human race?"
Nan Ming was undefeated, Yin was not cheap, Mu Teng Tian was shocked, and they thought of a lot in a flash.
The six saints who were wounded were also shocked, and they never dreamed of such a thing.
"Boom, boom, boom"
At this moment, a powerful breath came across the sky, and a group of figures stood in the void. These people are King Yishan, King Dajun, Monster Night Song, Iron Hand, Chasing Life, Destroying etc. 24 Holy One!
Each body has an indestructible black and yellow body.
The 24 saints were filled with a frightening, terrifying aura. It turned out that when Lin Feng went to the capital, he happened to meet Nanming undefeated and Yin is not cheap. Mu Tengtian persecuted Dongfang Xingxuan, and directly let the wolf-greedy saint’s upper body the demon emperor’s vein The corpse of the great saint.
This was the next scene.
Over the years, the saints cultivated in the depths of Greed Wolf Palace are far more than Yao Ye Ge, Yi Shan Wang and others.
When this kind of thing happened, Lin Feng immediately summoned them to gather here to deal with the sudden change.
"Humble human race!" Mu Teng Tian roared.
"Open your mouth!" Lin Feng pointed to Muto Tiandao with her fingers on her back.
"Yes, City Lord!" The figure of King Yishan walked up, appeared in front of Mu Tengtian like lightning, and slapped him over.
"Snapped!"
A loud slap slapped Mutoten's face. How can Mutoten's strength at this moment be one-tenth of his peak?
He couldn't resist King Yi at all, and was slapped away directly by King Yi.
"what!"
Mutoten let out a stern roar in his throat, who is he? He is a big brother of blood basalt in the blood sea area.
High above, the human race is inferior to livestock in their eyes!
However, at this moment, a humble human race smashed his face, which is simply a huge humiliation, unimaginable.
"Humble human race, roar!"
Mu Teng Tian roared again and again, but was grabbed by King Yi Shan's neck, and the other hand was pulled up fiercely.
"Papa Papa"
Slap after slap, slap up, and every slap contains the power to destroy the soul, which is constantly destroying the soul of Mutoten, but the king of Yishan is very clever.
He didn't beat Mutoten to death either!
"The humble human race, the humble human race, actually committed the crime!" The Yin is not cheap, and the two great sages of Nanming Unbeaten also roared angrily.
"Open your mouth and fight to death, no, as long as the soul is not destroyed." Lin Feng said with his hands on his back.
"Yes, Santo!"
Monster Yege, the figures of King Dajun also walked up one after another, one grabbed Yin Buhui's neck, the other grabbed Nan Ming's undefeated neck, and then slapped up the big slap fiercely.
"Papa."
The slapped voice resounded in the void.
"Humble human race!"
"Humble creatures, I will destroy you all!"
"The Humble Human Race"
The roaring voices of the three and a half-step great sages kept coming from the void, but their roaring voices became weaker and weaker.
The six saints were also frightened, and everyone was stunned. The silhouettes of the 21 saints had already surrounded them.
"Kill me!"
Lin Feng waved his hand.
"Yes!"
The 21 saints such as chasing the soul and dazzling the soul burst out loudly. Each of them revealed a powerful aura, and the aura of the black and yellow immortal body burst forth.
"Xuanhuang Immortal Body!"
The six sages lost their color and said, suddenly shocked, Nima, if you singled out, you will end up being abused, not to mention that the opponent has more than three times more masters.
"All disabled!"
The 21 saints shot one after another, and a wave of terrifying fist prints sprang up in the air. Each fist print was so powerful that it smashed the six great saints with destructive power.
Each of the six saints is stern.
"You can't do this!"
"The Upper Three Realms will not let you humble human races!"
"The humble human race will be annihilated sooner or later!"
"Humble creatures!"
But soon the figures of the six great saints were submerged in a pile of fist marks, and a stern roar sounded. Each of these saints splashed blood in the sky, and their bodies flew out directly, each falling into the void, motionless.
"City Lord, why didn't you kill these beasts?" The soul chasing figure walked up and said.
"It's too cheap to kill them, and you can't kill them for the time being!" Lin Feng looked towards the void with his hands on his back and said: "So as not to startle the snake!"
His eyes were chilling, and when he saw Dongfang Xingxuan's being persecuted, he saw hopelessness, helplessness, sadness, resentment, etc. from Dongfang Xingxuan's eyes.
This emotion was seen in his father.
The girl named Ling'er seems to be a replica of Dongfang Xinglan. If she doesn't come today, her fate may be the same as Dongfang Xinglan, no, worse than Dongfang Xinglan.
However, such a scene is only a microcosm of the tragic history of the human race.
Since the birth of the Human Race, there have been thousands of such humiliating history. The outstanding figures of the Human Race have tried to turn the tide and change this status quo, but they all failed one by one.
Whether it was Yuanshi Tianwang, Xuanyuan the Great, Soldier Lord, God of War, or Demon Emperor, or Shakyamuni, Shihuang Great, God and Demon Great Emperor and others all failed one by one.
The three great emperors 500 years ago also failed.
Human history is a tragic history.
"Yes, Santo!"
Chasing the soul, the soul and others heard the words respectfully, and immediately they stepped up to directly suppress the six saints.
At the same time, Nanming was undefeated, and Yin was not cheap. Mu Teng Tian's three half-step great sages finally couldn't hold back the slaps, all anger attacked, and they passed out in a coma. Their soul origin almost collapsed and was about to fall. Up.
"City Lord, these..." King Dajun walked up and said, "How to deal with it?"
"Go to the capital first!" Lin Feng glanced at the direction of the capital and said, while speaking, he took out a simple small tower.
This is an acquired three-lime spirit treasure, taken from Greed Wolf Palace, named Wind Tower.
The door of the wind tower was open.
The figures of King Yishan, King Dajun and others walked into it one after another, and then the wind tower turned into a ray of light and entered Lin Feng's hands. Lin Feng's figure moved towards the direction of the capital, and his figure came into the sky above the capital in an instant.
In the sky above the capital, Dongfang Xingxuan's face was pale, and the girl named Ling'er looked dull.
"City Lord Lin..." Dongfang Xingxuan saw Lin Feng's figure, and his figure stood up.
"Where are the three messengers?" Lin Feng asked in a dress.
"Leaving with the Great Sage of the Demon Race." Dongfang Xingxuan said respectfully.
"Oh, follow me and let the ministers retreat." Lin Feng looked at Dongfang Xingxuan.
"All back!" Dongfang Xingxuan turned around.
"Yes!" These ministers retreated after hearing the words, but the purple-clothed girl named Ling'er did not retreat, her eyes still sluggish.
"Ling'er!" Dongfang Xingxuan shouted.
"I don't have your father!" The purple-clothed girl bit her silver teeth slightly, two lines of tears shed on her delicate cheeks, and she turned and went down.
"Hey!"
Dongfang Xingxuan sighed, and the Buddha became much older for an instant, and his figure trembled slightly.
"Don't be sad, let her be quiet." Lin Feng looked at Dongfang Xingxuan's figure and sighed. What if she stood in Dongfang Xingxuan's position? How to choose?