Black thunder intertwined outside the body, condensing the killing holy sword.
Jiang Xiaofan's eyes were cold, and the killing sword in his hand was pointed straight ahead. What these people did was really too much. If he hadn't had some connection with this clan, he would not talk nonsense with these people at this moment, and would directly kill everyone.
"explain?"
The Golden Crow tribesman holding the Soul Calling Bell laughed wildly.
His face was full of disdain, and a scorching sun rose up from his back: "For the mere human race, this era will truly come to an end. How dare you deserve to have me, the Golden Crow clan, explain it to you? What a joke! "
"Jingle Bell!"
The summoning bell in his hand suddenly rang, cold and harsh.
After the copper bell rang, soon, the palace shook violently, as if an earthquake had occurred. From every corner of this palace, Yin soldiers staggered over one after another, and the aura of death lingering outside the body was strong and frightening.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
There seemed to be the sound of drum beating in this palace, and sand and dust kept falling from above.
As thick mist rolled in, the man holding the Soul Calling Bell stepped aside, and the rest of the people also retreated to both sides of the palace. Behind them, dense Yin soldiers and Yin generals stepped forward, and the Yin energy outside their bodies was as vast as the ocean, extremely terrifying.
"this!"
Qin Luo was shocked at that time.
There are too many yin soldiers and yin generals, at least hundreds. And this is not the point. The point is that they all have auras comparable to those of the ancient kings of the Three Purities. They are all Yin evils of the Three Purities, and the Yin energy gathered together seems to be crushing the heaven and the earth.
"Have you seen it? They are the achievements of our clan over the years. Together, hundreds of the Three Ancient Kings of the Qing Dynasty are enough to crush a medium-sized world. And this is just the starting point. In the end, they will continue to evolve. , become the Yin Saint..." The man holding the calling bell didn't hide it at all, and sneered again and again: "In addition, this is just a testing ground, and our clan has dozens of such places!"
He had a sneer on his face, as did everyone else.
With the pressure of hundreds of evil spirits comparable to the ancient kings of the Three Pure Levels, even the strongest men at the peak of the Three Pure Levels would not be able to get out alive. They didn't care at all about the four people in front of them, all of them had no scruples.
"Chi!"
Suddenly, a dark sword slash passed through, carrying a trace of thunder and lightning, splitting the space.
"puff!"
"puff!"
"puff!"
The ten or three clear lunar calendars that had been standing at the front were chopped to pieces on the spot, and even the blood pills were destroyed in them.
This scene immediately changed the expressions of the dozens of people from the Golden Crow clan.
"you… "
A look of surprise flashed across the face of the man from the Golden Crow tribe who was holding the summoning bell, and his pupils suddenly widened.
One sword can smash dozens of lunar calendars that are comparable to the ancient kings of the Three Qing Dynasties. What kind of combat power is this
Who is this person in front of me? !
"Clang!"
The sound of the divine weapons trembled and lingered in all directions.
Jiang Xiaofan struck out with a sword, the cold light in his eyes became more intense, and the long sword was pointed directly at the dozens of strong men from the Golden Crow tribe in front: "I said, give me an explanation, an explanation that can let you live..."
For a moment, the atmosphere here became tense.
The man holding the Calling Bell looked livid and looked at Jiang Xiaofan with gritted teeth: "You are just a despicable human race, how dare you deserve to be given an explanation by me, the Golden Crow clan?! What a joke, you all go to hell!"
"Jingle Bell!"
He shook the summoning bell in his hand again, and for a moment, Yin energy surged around him and Yin soldiers roared.
"Damn, you bastard!"
Qin Luo cursed.
Zhanzhan divine light flowed from his body, and the ancestral weapon was suspended above his head, ready to kill everyone.
At the same time, Jiang Xiaofan's eyes were cold, the thunder sword in his hand trembled, and he struck forward with a sword indifferently. A powerful sword shattered the two Sanqing lunar calendars in front of him, and penetrated straight into the body of the Golden Crow man holding the Soul Calling Bell.
"boom!"
The sword energy was like a rainbow, piercing through the man and carrying his body flying dozens of feet away.
The Golden Crow man coughed up blood and stood up with difficulty from a distance, his face looking shocked and angry. He wanted to curse angrily, but at this moment, his expression changed drastically, and his eyes were full of fear: "You... you destroyed me?!"
The thunder sword struck by Jiang Xiaofan did not kill him, but it shattered his foundation. At this moment, all the cultivation power in his body dissipated and he became an ordinary mortal.
"What?!"
As soon as these words came out, the other dozen people all changed their colors.
Jiang Xiaofan's face was expressionless, his eyes were very cold, and the thunder sword in his hand was still pointed straight ahead: "This is the third time I speak, and it is also the last time. Give me an explanation immediately. If you can't explain everything here clearly, then all Stay here and I will clean up that senior’s unscrupulous descendants!”
At the bottom of the sunset, he had seen a trace of the spiritual imprint of the ancestor of the Golden Crow. His withered body stood in the void and sighed, his words full of loneliness and sorrow. He believed that the ancestor of the Golden Crow was a great being and would not tolerate future generations doing such inhumane things.
"explain!"
He shouted coldly, the sound waves rolling, making the blood of the group boil.
The rest of the Golden Crow clan showed fear, and in the rear, the Golden Crow man whose cultivation was abolished by Jiang Xiaofan yelled crazily: "Damn it! Damn it! Kill them all, kill them all, kill them all." Kill!"
"Jingle Bell!"
"Jingle Bell!"
"Jingle Bell!"
The copper bell in his hand shook wildly, and the sound of the bell filled the entire palace.
"Ouch!"
The Yin soldiers and Yin generals roared and rushed towards them crazily.
"act recklessly!"
Jiang Xiaofan's words were cold.
He took another step forward, raised the sword in his hand, and swung it down ruthlessly.
"puff!"
"puff!"
"puff!"
The Yin soldiers and generals who rushed forward were blasted to pieces on the spot and turned into puddles of mud.
"Chi!"
At the same time, a bolt of black lightning rushed through and shot straight into the eyebrows of the man holding the summoning bell.
"boom!"
Its body flew several dozen feet upside down and exploded with a loud bang in the distance.
Both form and spirit are destroyed.
Looking at this scene, the dozens of people from the Golden Crow clan who rushed here changed their colors, even the strong man who was at the pinnacle of the Three Pure Nine Heavens was no exception. Facing hundreds of lunar calendars who were comparable to the ancient kings of the Three Qing Dynasties, they could still be so calm and calm, and smashed dozens of ancient kings of the Three Qing Dynasties with one sword. This level of combat power shocked them.
This is simply a monster!
"Boy, you are too fierce!"
Qin Luo shouted from behind.
He did not stop, and swept out a large piece of divine light behind Jiang Xiaofan, which was a core magical power recorded in Xian Ling Dao. Killing them all in this way is naturally not weak, shattering the two Yin soldiers on the spot, causing them to fall into pieces.
"Buzz!"
The two blood pills flowed with a faint blood glow, filled with astonishing life fluctuations.
"Uh-huh!"
Qin Luo raised his hand and called back the two blood pills.
He took out a jade purification bottle and carefully put it away: "This is a good thing and cannot be wasted."
Ahead…
"It seems you don't want to talk anymore."
Jiang Xiaofan stepped forward slowly, with no scruples on his face.
The thunder sword in his hand flashed with black electric light, sending out destructive waves in this space tunnel. He raised his hand and swung it out, smashing into pieces the Sanqing Lunar Calendar that was blocking him.
"Damn it!"
One of the Jinwu clan members gritted his teeth.
He waved his hand, took the distant Soul Calling Bell into his hand, and shook it directly.
This kind of sound is very harsh and uncomfortable in the ears of Qin Luo and others. But that was not the case for those Yin soldiers. After such a sound was heard, they suddenly became very crazy and ferocious, and each of them exuded a monstrous aura of death.
"Ouch!"
The Yin Soldiers and Yin Generals roared and all rushed towards Jiang Xiaofan.
This is a torrent of evil ghost soldiers. Hundreds of three-level Yin soldiers and ghosts will rush together. The scene is so terrifying. It makes the whole hall shake, and even cracks appear in many places. .
"Quarrel… "
Behind him, Sun Qiju lowered his head.
Jiang Xiaofan stood at the front, Fudo Ming Wang Seal propped up, directly covering the entire passage.
"Boy, you're blocking the road!"
Qin Luo shouted from behind.
Jiang Xiaofan shrank the shadow of King Fudo Ming, kept his pace, and stepped forward step by step. The black thunder sword in his hand became more intense, and wisps of lightning swirled out, shooting forward at extremely fast speeds.
"puff!"
"puff!"
"puff!"
His current cultivation level has reached the ninth level of the Three Pure Ones, and his strength has undergone earth-shaking changes. Although these three-level Yin soldiers are terrifying, they are too weak for him now, no different from ants.
"Boy, please be gentle, keep the blood pill, don't waste it!"
Qin Luo shouted from behind.
Chen Yifeng: "..."
He did not hesitate, raised his hand and waved out a large beam of light, directly shattering several three-level Yin soldiers.
For an ordinary Sanqing Ancient King, hundreds of Sanqing-level Yin soldiers and ghosts would be surrounding them. This was definitely a terrifying situation. But Chen Yifeng and the other three are all extraordinary people, and can almost all be respected in this field, so naturally they don't care.
"It seems you all want to die..."
Jiang Xiaofan's words were very cold.
He took another step forward, the immortal battle body shook, and dozens of sky-splitting swords appeared, piercing forward.
"Chi!"
"Chi!"
"Chi!"
The space was rubbed and made a chirping sound, bringing up a large black blood mist.
Jiang Xiaofan walked slowly among hundreds of Yin soldiers and ghost generals at the Third Pure level, like a gust of wind approaching the front, and soon appeared in front of a dozen people from the Golden Crow tribe. The long sword in his hand was slowly raised, and then swung down ruthlessly, splitting a large space on the spot.
"Humanity!"
The Golden Crow Tribe's Sanqing peak powerhouse yelled and punched forward.
"boom!"
There was a terrible collision, the sword and fist collided, and the sky burst into flames.
The old man at the peak of the Three Purities from the Golden Crow clan smashed the sword sword struck by Jiang Xiaofan with one punch, but he also stepped back dozens of steps, and a trace of heart palpitations immediately appeared on his face.
"you!"
His eyes were filled with fright.
He has been at the pinnacle of the Sanqing Dynasty for thousands of years, and few people in the Sanqing realm can stop him.
But now, he felt terrible pressure.
"Elder, we have forbidden weapons to kill him with!"
Suddenly, a member of the Golden Crow tribe next to him took action and offered a cone-shaped magic weapon, which shone with a strange light.
This thing is very scary, and the aura it emits is so intimidating that it makes both Qin Luo and Chen Yifeng change their colors.
"Um?"
Jiang Xiaofan stopped and suddenly turned his head and looked over.
"The breath of the ninth heaven!"
Two icy gleams of light shot out from his eyes, staring straight at the man from the Golden Crow tribe who was offering a cone-shaped magic weapon.