boom! ! !
Seeing the disdainful expression on Jiu Baizhang's face, Jiang Feng sneered in his heart, and it was time for him to cry soon. He immediately summoned the magic pattern heavenly stele, and under the power of the stars, burst out vast aura in an instant.
Jiu Baizhang's sneer face suddenly changed color after seeing the magic pattern sky stele. In his eyes, there was still a half look down, only an infinite shock.
This huge monument is exactly the same as the one that attacked him in the illusion!
"It turns out that it's not just an illusion!" Jiu Baizhang was shocked. He had been bombarded in the illusion. At this time, facing the magic pattern sky monument, he already had fear in his heart.
"The sky stele in the illusion actually exists, so you are the one who was attacked and killed by the law enforcement treasure?" The red robe monk stared at Jiang Feng and said in a gloomy tone.
"Now I understand what's the use of these, you two have already made me murderous!" Jiang Feng vomited indifferently, his expression was extremely cold, his hands suddenly pushed, and the magic pattern sky stele volleyed towards the two of them to suppress.
Rumble! ! !
The power of a heavenly magic weapon is incredible, especially a peerless killer such as the magic pattern sky stele, which is even more difficult to resist.
Jiang Feng was in the Eternal Demon Territory at the beginning, and his cultivation base hadn't broken through. The demon-patterned stele could be used to bombard the demon Lord of the Moon. Now he has stepped into the Seventh Heaven of the Tibetan Realm, using the demon-patterned stele, he can undoubtedly exert more power. Lethality.
boom! ! !
The monument hadn't completely fallen yet, and the crutches that had been swung by a few hundred feet had already been shaken out.
The old man in the red robe hurriedly shot: "Shank the sky!"
Hearing a loud shout, a powerful palm print, with the power of the sky, instantly hit the magic pattern sky stele.
boom! ! !
The Tianbei is invincible, and instantly blasts the Fantianyin that belongs to the sky's subordinate combat skills.
"Join together!" He shouted fiercely.
The old man in the red robe heard the words, exhausted all his strength, and shot again.
At the same time, Jiu Baizhang also waved the crutches out. In any case, this is also an earth-level magic weapon, so it won't be without resistance.
"It won't work together, your strength is still too weak!" Jiang Feng shook his head, revealing a look of regret.
Seeing Jiang Feng's expression, Jiu Baizhang and the Hongpao monk almost wanted to scold their mother.
They are the real powerhouses at the pinnacle of the Tibetan Realm. They only have one step to enter the Ruins Realm, and then they can become the real powerhouses standing on the Star Continent, but they are actually too weak in the mouth of this kid. Insult them.
However, they soon realized that Jiang Feng didn't have a trace of exaggeration, and they were indeed too weak in front of the magic pattern sky stele.
As soon as the two attacked to meet the magic pattern sky monument, they felt a terrible force rushing from the sky monument. The mysterious rune characters imprinted on it had unpredictable energy as if they had been refined by the gods.
Under the suppression of the Tianbei, the two of them were under great pressure and their faces blushed.
"I can't do it anymore!!" The red robe monk exclaimed, using the giant palm of the mountain again.
With a "bang", he was crushed in an instant, as if being hit hard, he spurted blood and flew out frantically.
Jiu Baizhang's heart sank, and the opponent was blown away, and the pressure suddenly fell on him. He only felt that his flesh was about to be torn apart, and the feet supporting the ground trembled at this time.
Click! ! !
The crutches in Jiu Baizhang's hand suddenly burst, and the magic pattern sky stele was no longer blocked, and rushed away frantically. Jiu Baizhang hurriedly waved to resist.
boom! ! !
With a loud explosion, he spurted blood, his body was like a dead dog, and he flew out like a dead dog.
The facts are as Jiang Feng said, they are indeed too weak, unable to compete with the magic pattern sky stele.
At this time, after falling to the ground, Jiu Baizhang and the red-robed monk had difficulty even standing up. They had been bombarded and injured by Jiang Feng in the illusion before. Now they have been hit twice and are on the verge of collapse. The power of war!
"Can there be people outside?" Jiang Feng stood on the sky stele like an immortal emperor, looking down at the two of them.
"If you let us go, I will tell you!" Jiubaizhang's eyes flickered, revealing a cunning look.
"When you die, you are still bargaining with me. In that case, I will send you on the road soon!" Jiang Feng said indifferently.
Jiubaizhang's heart trembled suddenly. He thought he could survive by this, but he didn't expect it would only make himself die faster.
The arrow of the sun is like lightning, piercing the void quickly, and instantly slams in front of Jiubaizhang!
With this blow, he couldn't avoid it, he was already injured and had no fighting power, and the force of the stars that was barely condensed was directly torn apart by the arrow of the sun.
"Pouch..."
A muffled sound came out, and Jiubaizhang's body trembled, and his eyes showed a strong unwilling color. His chest was directly penetrated by the arrow of the sun, and his heart was shattered, and his vitality quickly dissipated.
boom! !
In an instant, the lost vitality fell to the ground stiffly, his eyes glared into the copper bell, and he did not die.
When he entered Huangquan, he did not expect that he would be buried in the hands of a young man whose cultivation level was lower than his.
"Are there people out there?" Jiang Feng asked again with a blank expression, but this time the question was not about the dead Jiubaizhang, but the red robe monk.
The red robe monk trembled when he heard the words, and withdrew his gaze from the corpse of Jiubaizhang, staring at Jiang Feng on the sky stele in horror.
"There are more than a dozen people out there, and their cultivation bases are all under the Five Heavens of the Tibetan Realm." The red robe cultivator answered honestly, he didn't even dare to mention the slightest opinion, for fear that he would follow suit.
"Thank you." Jiang Feng said.
The red-robed monk's tense heart suddenly relaxed. Fortunately, he was not as stupid as he was a hundred feet away. He would be much smarter when he died, and he would answer all questions. The other party would say thank you to him in the end. The fortune teller is picked up.
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"Hey!"
Suddenly, there was a violent breaking through the air, and the red robe monk's heart just let down suddenly tightened. He looked in disbelief, and saw a bright arrow, wrapped in a terrifying murderous intent, and crazily penetrated towards him.
"Didn't you let me go?" The red robe monk's tone was full of fear.
"When did I say I let you go? Thank you, but you just answered my question. Killing you is another matter. One size fits one size." Jiang Feng said lightly.
"You!" The red robe cultivator's eyes widened. This was the first time he heard of this statement, but it was impossible to refute it.
"You can't kill me, or you will be in big trouble. In the Celestial Chill Profound Realm, you will definitely die miserably!" The situation was urgent, the red robe cultivator could only make a threat, hoping to shock the opponent.
Jiang Feng's expression remained unchanged: "If I am determined to kill, no matter who the opponent is, I won't let me stop."
"puff!"
The arrow of the moon instantly penetrated the red robe cultivator's chest, making his face instantly solidified, and the eyes staring at Jiang Feng were also full of unwillingness.
He thought that he could survive and would not follow in his footsteps, but he didn't expect that he would just thank Jiang Feng more than Jiu Baizhang, and he would still die in the end! ()