Moya Mountain, thunder and lightning, wind and fire, Qin Yang carried the phantom, every step he took, the phantom was fine, and he was like a thousand swords, burning pain!
"Have you seen it? The decree of the true god has not disappeared."
Phantom sighed helplessly.
Qin Yang's face was calm, silent, heavy and shocked every step of the way.
"Hehe, I need such tempering!"
He gritted his teeth and smiled coldly, not caring about the pain.
Even if his body is tempered to the extreme by Thunder, now, in the early days of the Heaven and Human Realm, he can't hurt him with all his strength, and he can even kill him in the middle of the Heaven and Human Realm.
However, he was still strangled by tens of thousands of ways, his bones revealed, and he was completely unrecognizable.
"My son, take me, you will die of Huangquan! Give up."
Phantom's eyes trembled slightly, and it turned out to be a little emotional.
"True God's decree, invincible? I burned one hundred thousand miles with my blood, and I can make this secluded world torn apart inch by inch! Roar—"
His feet slammed on the ground, and the earth collapsed tens of thousands of feet, fissioned layer by layer, and collapsed countless areas!
Behind him, a bloodline phantom, a spirited purple-clothed god, in the pupils of his eyes, a beam of extremely terrifying thunder beams burst out.
Afterwards, the ground here shook, and every inch of the area was almost in ruins!
Qin Yang's injuries were actually nourished by some milky white thunder filaments, the wounds healed, and the injuries healed!
He took the phantom and continued to move forward, wherever he went, he was destroyed by thunder pillars!
Boom boom boom...
The high mountains collapsed and broke, and were instantly razed to the ground. This kind of power can't be done by the heavens and humans!
Qin Yang sullenly said, "I really don't want to use my blood in this life, but I still need to use it!"
He screamed up to the sky and pointed at the sky: "God! Today, I want to challenge you! What can you do to me! Your thunder punishment, let me use it!"
Kaka Kaka!
In an instant, above the sky, gold thunder, black thunder, red thunder, purple thunder, blue thunder, white thunder, gray thunder! Qinglei!
Eight colors of thunder descended in all directions, which can be called a real thunder in all directions!
The endless land was destroyed, Qin Yang mobilized the power of Thunder Tribulation!
He rides the wind with his sword, pulling the Phantom, spanning 90,000 miles, soaring into the sky, wherever he goes, no grass will grow!
The thunder god behind him has always blessed him, so that he and the Phantom are both wrapped in a defensive film and remain unaffected.
Step by step, they quickly reached the edge of the Netherworld.
I saw a giant eye above the sky, witnessing this scene, slapped my tongue, and said in a condensed voice: "Arouse my thunder punishment? Are you the reborn Thunder Emperor of the ninth world? Between heaven and earth, the true god has already fallen. There are too many that I can remember in my heart, rare!"
Lei Di, at the end of the prehistoric era, the last realm master true god close to the spirit master.
At that time, the demons had just been born in the world, rising strongly, and the top ten demons had gone hand in hand, not giving way to each other.
At that time, the decline and emptiness of the human race was a precarious time!
The Lei Di's deadline is approaching, alone, suppressing the top ten demons!
After that, the Lei Di sat down, but walked against the sky, leaving a trace of divine thoughts, reincarnated and rebuilt, and then, one life after another, and now, counting the time, it should be the ninth life!
Later, the Thunder Demon Race only relied on trying to figure out the remnants of Lei Di's Dharma Body, and they rose strongly, and later came to the top, becoming the top ten demons under the Sky Demon Race, ranking second!
This voice came from heaven and earth, illusory, and then played with the taste: "You erased the memory, you seem to be desperate, alas... The spiritual world is getting more and more boring. There are no people who can chat with me. I hope you really Can become the next spiritual master..."
Afterwards, this huge eye spread out like a cloud and disappeared into the clouds.
The sky in the secluded world began to become clear.
Qin Yang was unconscious, the Thunder God's magical appearance disappeared and fell into the arms of Phantom Shadow.
On the Phantom, two little snakes spit out the letter, licking Qin Yang's cheek with interest.
The Phantom opened a small mouth and stared at his chest, arms, and those imprints with a stunned look. In a blink of an eye, the earth collapsed and disappeared.
"Am I... free?" With tears in her eyes, she smiled, and the country was overwhelmed. She cried, and everything was sad.
She carried Qin Yang on her back, strode forward, firm as iron, without saying a word, and soon arrived at the entrance of the Netherworld.
She smiled slightly, two little snakes sprang out from her clothes and turned into two giant pythons measuring thousands of feet, with scarlet scales covering every part of her body!
They circled around the two mountains, opened their huge mouths, and slowly bite. Gradually, the two mountains were swallowed by them and razed to the ground!
This is the Sky Swallowing Python, a tenth-order ancient mythical beast, already extinct at the end of the prehistoric period...
Ten days later, Luo Xingchen, Jiang Shaoyang, Huangqiong, Jiang Yunfei, and Su Mengyao were the first to reach the entrance of the Netherworld.
They suddenly noticed that a piece of the sky in the Netherworld was actually much clearer than before, and the places covered by murderous aura gradually faded away and the clouds cleared away.
"What kind of landscape is this? It looks like a mark pierced by thunder."
Su Mengyao was curious, she looked up and couldn't help asking.
Jiang Shaoyang, with his insight, earnestly said: "Unless you are a powerful person with the power of the impulse and thunder, you can create such a devastating trace.
Could it be that before we came, there was the Supreme Power of Thunder Road, who stepped into this place? "
This question is also impossible to verify.
They saw that at the entrance of the secluded world, there were more than a dozen strong domain masters waiting here.
Among them, half are human races and half are demons.
The gaze of the Human Race towards them is naturally gentle, but the Demon Race has a wave of killing intent on its face, and it is hidden in its eyes and dare not show it.
"Hehe, you guys, the action is very fast, fast, the space tunnel has been built for half a year, no spirit crystals are needed, you go!"
An old man suddenly smiled and greeted him with smiles.
He beckoned, Luo Xingchen and his party, without hesitation, flew away, and stepped into the space tunnel one by one.
However, Luo Xingchen was sucked by a huge force, unable to move, and his whole body was cold.
A strong hand grabbed his clothes with a cold look.
He lowered his voice and his eyes were chilling: "Luo Xingchen, your death date is not far away. The many enchanting evildoers who slaughtered us, the Hall of True Sacred Intent, the eighteenth heroes are recorded. Very good!"
"Er Gouzi, let go of our genius! Otherwise, tear down your bones!"
The old man with the sword, with sharp eyes, cursed viciously!
"Oh, it doesn't matter how fast you speak."
The strong demon clan retracted his hand, pushed Luo Xingchen away, glanced at the old man with the sword, calmly, a dozen domain masters, glanced at each other, turned their heads, and ignored them.
A few people in the space tunnel have already set a landing point, which is on the continent of Baichuan!
Five days later—
The Baichuan Continental Space Tunnel opened, and four figures descended.
"came back!"
Luo Xingchen felt like it hadn't been for a long time.
In the Continent of Baichuan, there is the Heavenly Desolate Palace. This is where they take root. There are too many friends here. Now, I don't know what the situation is.
Taking a deep breath of the fragrance of the earth from heaven and earth, Luo Xingchen let out a long sigh of relief.
However, suddenly, he noticed a strange air.
"Huh? The breath of the sacred animal clan?"
Jiang Shaoyang wrinkled his nose and was very keen.
Jiang Yunfei closed his eyes and concentrated, and immediately yelled softly: "There is an ambush!"
Su Mengyao originally looked at the surrounding environment with great interest.
But it was the same frowning, her pretty face was pale, and she lost a bit of blood.
Her mouth opened, a drop of sweat fell on her forehead, her delicate body trembled slightly, and she looked into the distance in panic, the red light.
Shoo...
In an instant, hundreds of strong celestial and human realm surrounded them in an instant.
This should not be called the Celestial Realm, it should be called the Eighth-Order Phoenix Race!
The first one even reached the top level, half-footed into the ninth rank.
The bone age of this young man is two thousand six hundred years, the life span of heaven and human beings, six thousand years!
He has just passed his youth, just stepping into the ninth-order sacred beast clan, which is another earth-shaking change.
Su Mengyao is most afraid of him!
This is leading an era, far ahead in the Heroes' Fengyunlu, and the peers in the Tiandao Academy are all unique talents!
Feng Lanning!
I saw a red barrier in all directions, rising up, and within the barrier, even in the Ten Tribulation Realm, it was impossible to see through or understand a trace of the situation inside.
The hundreds of Tier 8 Phoenix tribes may not be a big deal to the Phoenix tribe, but in front of Luo Xingchen's group, they are slaughter-like existences.
Luo Xingchen, Lingyuan Realm Consummation, Su Mengyao, Early Diyuan Realm, Jiang Yunfei, Late Diyuan Realm, spiritual power, unknown.
Jiang Shaoyang, the earth element realm is complete, the emperor is in the middle of the earth element realm.
Five people, five levels, unpredictable combat effectiveness.
However, all of them have solemn faces and depressed moods.
When this enchantment was formed, a deterrent force no weaker than ten thousand artistic realms enveloped the four directions, enough to make their hearts and bones feel a great sense of oppression.
"Luo Xingchen, Su Mengyao, others, I don't know, you two, one is my fiancee, and the other is someone who wants to fight me! Haha, it's all here!"
Feng Lanning, dressed in clothes, was like the wings of a phoenix, like a blazing flame, with light shining.
He was born extremely handsome. After all, he was a Phoenix tribe with pure blood. In the spirit world, people with extremely strong blood didn't look ugly.
There was a slight smile at the corner of his lips, but it made people shudder, and the seemingly smiling eyes pierced the hearts of the five of them like needles.
Feng Lanning glanced at Luo Xingchen and Su Mengyao immediately began to roll the call.
Luo Xingchen didn't have any waves on his face, but just glanced at Feng Lanning coldly, and said indifferently: "I heard that Feng Lanning of the Phoenix clan has set up an intelligence agency and wants to catch up with Feng Zhongting? Your news is indeed well-informed, it is even Lian. I have found out where I am going."
Feng Lanning smiled indifferently: "Haha... Thanks for the praise, I have never said such a thing, and I have no guts to provoke Feng Zhongting!"
Immediately, his eyes grew cold, his conversation turned, and he said in a deep voice, "But, what are you? You dare to take care of my business!
Do you think that the Heroes of the Wind and Clouds Record surpassed me, so I dare not move you
Do you think that evildoers are very valuable in the spirit world? "
Feng Lanning stared at Luo Xingchen with a cold tone, revealing an astonishing murderous aura.
Luo Xingchen sneered coldly, and did not hesitate his own sarcasm: "Yes, my eighteenth is not as valuable as your twenty-three, right, prince Feng?"
Luo Xingchen meant that you are not as good as me!
Feng Lanning listened, but did not rush, her face did not change, nodded, and calmly said: "That's right, I'm more valuable than you, do you know why? I am the future heir of the Phoenix Tianyu, in the future, the Phoenix clan There are more than fifty eleventh-order sacred beasts and six great saints! They will obediently submit to me!
I can mobilize thousands of troops without even having to do it with a single sentence! I want to level the high-level planes, effortlessly, one hundred, ten thousand, I can also level!
You said, what qualifications do you have to compare with me? "
Luo Xingchen could tell that Feng Lanning was not easy to deal with. What he was even more puzzled was that there was a Heavenly Desolate Palace in the Baichuan Continent, and there were more than a dozen powerful people with all artistic realms that were unprepared
Also, how about his 36 puppets? Add up, but it's not weaker than the average Ten Tribulation Realm!
Luo Xingchen frowned, but he heard Feng Lanning, curling his lips, playing with the taste: "Luo Xingchen, put away your thief eyes, I have already found out your foundation. Puppet? Wanyi? No? I'm sorry, I just called two hundred thousand artistic conceptions, and eight puppet masters. Guess what's the ending
Su Mengyao, Jiang Yunfei, and Emperor Qiong were all shocked, their eyes violent, and cold sweat came out!
Luo Xingchen's face was calm and calm, Jiang Shaoyang, strolling leisurely in the courtyard, didn't take it seriously...