"No!"
In the sound of screams, the blood gold of the warlock genius was completely burned to ashes by the dragon-shaped Qijuetian fire, leaving only one Yuehua core.
Jin Muxuan's face changed drastically, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it, turning into a big black hand and grabbed it into the arena: "Stop it!!"
"Jin Muxuan, what do you want to do!!"
Zhuge Ding let out an angry roar, stretched out his hand a little, a black divine light directly shone on the big black hand hanging from the golden wood, and immediately defeated the big black hand.
A wave of terrifying force with a powerful divine power series permeated Zhuge Ding's body, forcibly suppressing the terrifying life force field released by the two great cosmic powers of Jin Muxuan and Zhu Lie.
Both Jin Muxuan and Zhu Lie were warlocks in the early days of Zhou Hai, and they were extremely powerful. But still unable to contend with Zhuge Ding's powerful divine power.
Jin Muxuan gritted his teeth and said: "Zhuge Ding, you guys fighting the Demon Sect, are you too cruel?"
Zhuge Ding smiled coldly and said: "Spells are discussed, and it is normal to have deaths and injuries. The blood gold in the cemetery of the dead was the same as before, and there is no mercy at all?"
The two warlock groups, the War Demon Sect, the Heart of Fury, and the Cemetery of the Dead, are in a hostile relationship. That disciple contest was actually a means by which the three major sorcerer groups took the opportunity to eradicate the opposing genius disciple.
It is precisely because of this fact that Yang Feng will be the first to take the shot and directly kill the blood gold in seconds. This is not a battle of geniuses between friendly warlock groups, but a life-and-death struggle in the star realm.
Jin Muxuan stared at Zhuge Ding fiercely, and said coldly: "Okay! Very good! Zhuge Ding, I remember your words! Wen Jiugu, go down and bring back Yang Feng's body."
"Yes! Supreme Elder!"
Wen Jiugu responded casually, and shook his figure, and sank directly into the arena.
"Yang Feng, you really deserve to be the warlock genius who suppressed the three major dynasties of the Western world in the Sky City! It is amazing to have been promoted to the sun warlock in such a short time! It is a pity that your opponent is me. From today After that, all your glory will completely disappear, because you will become my favorite collection."
Wen Jiugu was full of black energy, staring at Yang Feng like a skinny evil spirit, revealing a grinning smile, five fingers, and a magic ball with countless seals and curses appeared.
The magic ball with countless seals and curses opened at once, and an incomparably evil aura spewed out from the magic ball.
A terrifying corpse with double horns on its head, all kinds of weird curse imprints engraved all over its body, and godless eyes, exuding a trace of the evil atmosphere of the Great Power of the Universe, flew out from the magic ball.
When Zhuge Ding saw the terrifying demon corpse, his complexion changed drastically, and a powerful wave of divine power surged from his body and said: "Zhouhai Demon Corpse! The cemetery of the dead is actually a town. The corpse of the garden was handed over to him!!"
Zhouhai Devil Corpse is the devil corpse cultivated by the cemetery of the dead using countless secret methods and expending countless resources. It is said that there are only three in the entire cemetery of the dead. If the sorcerer who practiced the deceased melt secret method merged with the Zhouhai demon corpse, he could even explode the terrifying combat power of the Zhouhai power level in a short time.
The Zhouhai Demon Corpse is the secret treasure for suppressing luck in the cemetery of the dead. Now that Wen Jiku actually sacrificed the Zhouhai Demon Corpse, Zhuge Ding was naturally shocked.
Jin Muxuan looked at the shocked Zhuge Ding, with a hint of happiness on his face, and the vitality field of the Zhou Hai great energy series also broke out: "Zhuge Ding! The secret treasure is also a part of the warlock's strength. Since Wen Jiagu can be able to It is his ability to control this Zhouhai Demon Corpse. What we give to him is also a matter for the cemetery of our dead."
Zhu Lie also sneered coldly, and suddenly burst out the vitality field of the Zhouhai Great Energy Series to contend with Zhuge Ding.
Three powerful fluctuations of power are facing each other, and the aura of terror permeates this area.
Although the power fluctuations were released, none of the three powerhouses took action, but confronted each other. After all, this time the three parties came here to solve the problem, not to fight each other. As long as you don't break through a bottom line, no one will make a move.
As soon as Wen Yuku released the corpse of the Zhouhai Demon, he smiled grimly at Yang Feng, shook his figure, turned into a black energy, and sank into the corpse of the Zhouhai Demon.
"idiot!"
Yang Feng smiled coldly, took a step forward, shrank into an inch, a blur appeared in front of the Zhouhai Demon Corpse, stretched out his hand, and pointed at the eyebrows of the Zhouhai Demon Corpse.
The True God Emperor's seal suddenly appeared, and countless dark and magical curse seals turned into chains and pierced directly into the eyebrows of the Eternal Sea Demon Corpse.
Numerous weird curse marks appeared in the body of the Zhouhai Demon Corpse. The divine body trembled violently, and the ghost of Wen Jiugu appeared.
There are black cursed chains entwined in the ghost of that Wenjiku, and he is struggling crazily, trying to break free from Yang Feng's True God Emperor Seal, but no matter how hard he struggles, he can't break away from the cursed chains. The seal.
Upon seeing this scene, Jin Muxuan's face changed drastically, and he roared loudly, turning into a streamer and flew towards the arena: "Stop! We surrender!! This battle, we surrender!!"
Wen Jiagu is the strongest warlock genius in the cemetery of the dead, and the hope of this era in the cemetery of the dead. He only had the cultivation base in the middle of the solar period, and he had inherited one of the three great corpses of the celestial sea possessed by the cemetery of the dead. If it hadn't been for Yang Feng, a genuine Yuguang Sorcerer who was proficient in countless secrets, he could completely crush most of the Sundial Sorcerers.
"Haha, Jin Muxuan, if you give up! You have to let Wen Jiaku give up personally before it counts. You give up, it doesn't work!"
Zhuge Ding burst into laughter, turned into a streamer and blocked Jin Muxuan's body, blasted Jin Muxuan with a punch, and blasted Jin Muxuan directly.
"Save...!!!"
In a scream of incomparable screams, the soul of Wen's skeleton who was so proud just now collapsed directly. Yang Feng stretched out his hand and grabbed the demon corpse of Zhouhai directly and threw it into a secret treasure at will. Sealed up.
Jin Muxuan's eyes were crimson, and he said word by word: "How dare you! You beasts, you dare to kill the people in the cemetery of the dead!!!"
Zhuge Ding showed a grinning smile, and a powerful and terrifying fighting spirit filled his body: "What about killing? This is a fair test. Your disciple is inferior to human skills. It's a waste, even if you have it. The top secret treasure is also a waste!"
Each of the top powerhouses of the War Demon Sect is a fierce man who has experienced hundreds of battles and has grown up from countless battles. Naturally, he is not afraid of any battle.
From within that arena, Yang Feng's indifferent voice came out: "Next!"
Zhu Lie's eyes shrank slightly, and he took a deep look at Chi Xian'er on the side, his face was blue and white.
Chi Xian'er was nervous for a while, and there was a pale color in her pretty face. She was originally the proud woman of the sky, the warlock at the peak of the sun. But seeing Yang Feng suppressing Wen Jiugu so lightly, she never had the slightest confidence in defeating Yang Feng.
Zhu Lie pointed at a starry sky warlock and said solemnly: "You, go in and fight Yang Feng!"
Chi Xian'er breathed a sigh of relief now, and her heart was filled with joy.
The disciple of the furious heart turned pale, and knelt down in front of Zhu Lie, begging bitterly: "Elder too, no, how could I be Yang Feng's opponent? Please, change someone. Bar!!"
"Trash! If you don't go, then die!!"
Zhu Lie looked angry, stretched out his hand and pointed at the disciple of the furious heart, a red spell light fell on the disciple of the furious heart, and the disciple of the furious heart split instantly, and then he was violent. The flame swallowed.
When the other disciples of the furious heart saw this scene, their hearts were slightly stunned, and a look of fear flashed in their eyes.
Zhu Lie reached out his hand to another disciple of Furious Heart and said coldly: "You, go to fight Yang Feng!"
The furious heart disciple gritted his teeth respectfully and said: "Yes! Too elder!"
Jin Muxuan's gaze flickered for a while, his gaze immediately became cold, and he was silent.
As soon as the disciple of the furious heart flew into the huge arena, he shouted loudly, "I admit defeat!!"
After speaking, the disciple of the furious heart shook slightly and flew out of the arena.
Yang Feng flew out of the arena with a slight flicker, and walked in the direction of the Warlock Sect Warlock.
At this moment, the furious heart and the eyes of all the warlocks in the cemetery of the dead were focused on Yang Feng, full of fear, fear and murder.
Zhuge Ding glanced at Zhu Lie and said indifferently: "Okay, you can go. Remember to let your people on Anlei Star evacuate within one month, otherwise, our people will treat them as if they get there. The enemy is destroyed directly."
"no problem!"
A strange light flashed in Zhu Lie's eyes, and he took out a white jade token from his arms and crushed it with force.
A bright white beam of light suddenly rose from this place.
In that white beam of light, a ship of holy light, which seemed to be condensed by infinite holy light, flew out of nothingness, and then under the guidance of the white beam of light, it moved towards this at an incredible speed. Fly here.
The boat of holy light formed by the infinite holy light is bursting with incomparable holy light, countless with snow-white wings, exuding innocent temperament, looking like little angels like virgins flying around, singing Psalms of praise.
On the boat of holy light, there are countless angels standing, among them, on the three jade seats, sitting three male seraphims exuding a breath of terror.