Horror revival: I can see returns

Looking at Excalibur and Tianpeng Bolongtu fell into a state of anxiety.

No one can destroy anyone.

Zhuang Fan immediately activated Hong Meng's sword.

Behind him condensed a huge divine figure of heaven and earth.

Swinging the Hongmeng Emperor Sword in his hand, he slashed at the Nine Elders of the Tianpeng Clan with an unrivaled sword light.

Looking at the sword light flying over.

I noticed the terrifying fluctuations emanating from it.

The look of disdain in the eyes of the nine elders of the Tianpeng clan disappeared completely.

Instead, it was a dignified color that had never been seen before.

No wonder this young man of the human race was able to easily kill Pengmo, Tianpeng Saintess and so many strong Tianpeng clan.

Just relying on the power of this sword technique, it is enough to go against the sky and fight across the ranks.

Don't look at him now as a saint king.

However, with his explosive strength, even some people who have just entered the Great Saint Realm may not be his opponents.

If you let this young man continue to grow.

I'm afraid it won't be long before the Tianpeng clan will be in big trouble.

There is no way to subdue this kind of enemy, but the talent is extremely enchanting.

It must be killed in the bud at all costs.

It must not be allowed to grow.

Otherwise, it is uncertain who will live and who will die in the end.

"One hundred and eight thousand swords!"

thought here.

The Ninth Elder of the Tianpeng Clan once again displayed another secret technique of the Tianpeng Clan.

Immediately, an extremely bright golden light emerged from his body.

In an instant, a golden-winged Tianpeng with fluttering wings and a long cry condensed in the sky.

Those feathers with metallic luster all fell off from Gold-winged Tianpeng's body.

suspended in the air.

Densely packed the entire space.

It's like an excalibur.

A palpitating chill emanated from it.

"cut!"

Sliding with the sword fingers of the nine elders of the Tianpeng clan.

All the impenetrable sword feathers in the sky fell down.

Cut the space directly like a spider web.

All are cracks exuding gang wind.

It drowned out the primordial light that Zhuang Fan and he chopped off.

"Swallow the sky magic jar, devour!"

He glanced at the sword feather in the sky very contemptuously.

Zhuang Fan directly pushed the Heaven Swallowing Demon Pot above his head.

A terrifying devouring force erupted.

It's like incarnating into a black hole in the universe.

A huge vortex with no end in sight was formed.

It directly blocked the falling sword feathers.

Swallowed it into the Heaven Swallowing Demon Jar.

Immediately afterwards, Zhuang Fan's figure looked like a ghost.

Instantly disappeared from the spot.

Appeared behind the Nine Elders of the Tianpeng Clan.

The Hongmeng long spear in his hand flashed a bright and dazzling spear light.

Then the gun shot out like a dragon.

It broke out at a very fast speed.

Stabbed at the chrysanthemum of the ninth elder of the Tianpeng clan.

"what!"

immediately.

A horrific scream resounded through the world.

The figure of the Ninth Elder of the Tianpeng Clan rushed forward in an instant like a fired shell.

The originally indifferent face was full of pain, and even a hint of ferocity.

He covered his buttocks with his hands, streaks of golden blood flowed from between his fingers, staining his robe in just the blink of an eye.

"Little bastard, you...you are really tnd not particular!"

"Fight if you want to fight, fight if you want to kill, as long as you can draw a way, I will naturally accompany you, but how can you use such low-handed means to sneak attack on my chrysanthemum?"

The nine elders of the Tianpeng Clan blushed, with tears in their eyes, and complained tearfully.

Don't cry.

The chrysanthemum was stolen, and the pain really went to the marrow of the bone.

It was an experience he had never had in his life.

The pain is sour and there is a hint of pleasure in it.

It made him feel a feeling he had never felt before.

and.

Although he is a great saint-level powerhouse.

But it is also impossible to repair the chrysanthemum as hard as iron.

if not.

How can he reincarnate?

Besides, when he used to fight with others, he always fought openly and aboveboard.

I have never met such a shameless enemy.

Unexpectedly, the magical soldiers of the law of the great way came out again and attacked Xiasanlu.

See you soon.

"Hehe, thanks to the fact that you are still a great sage who has lived for countless years, can you stop being so naive and childish? I and you are mortal enemies. Do you have to knock one before fighting?"

"Does it taste sour to have chrysanthemums stolen? I must let you taste the chrysanthemum explosion today!"

Zhuang Fan sneered.

The figure disappeared again.

Wielding the Hongmeng Long Spear in his hand, he killed the Ninth Elder of the Tianpeng Clan.

Once again, he stabbed fiercely at his chrysanthemum that was already broken and bleeding.

"puff!"

In an instant.

The Ninth Elder of the Tianpeng Clan, who had been unable to move due to injury and whose strength had declined, was recruited again.

Chrysanthemum was once again devastated by Hongmeng's spear.

This time it went deeper.

Even the barrel of the gun has been pierced a lot.

"Ah... oh..."

The Ninth Elder of the Tianpeng Clan let out a very strange scream.

There was even a groan of pleasure, which echoed for a long time between the heaven and the earth and spread to a long distance.

All the creatures of all races who came over after hearing the news were stunned for a moment, and a very strange look appeared in everyone's eyes.

They all stared strangely at the lunging back, holding the Hongmeng spear in their hands, maintaining the pretense of stabbing forward, and the Ninth Elder of the Tianpeng Clan, who was holding his buttocks, crying, and trembling slightly.

Aren't these two guys endless enemies?
Why did it become so strange in the name of painting style?

Could it be that the current duels are all carried out with chrysanthemums?

This shot is stabbed in one shot at a time, not to mention the powerhouse of the Great Saint Realm, I am afraid it is the power of the Yingying Realm, and they dare not bear such a perverted attack.

"Little... little bastard... the shame you inflicted on me today will be doubled in the future. I will definitely throw you into the horses and feed the horses with medicine, so that you can experience the feeling of being stolen." !"

The voices of the nine elders of the Tianpeng Clan began to tremble.

But there was a monstrous murderous look in the two eyes.

Staring at Zhuang Fan who was standing with a gun, he wished he could tear him alive right now.

This little beast actually repeated the old trick again.

A brutal attack on his ass.

And what made him feel ashamed the most was that all the creatures of all races who had just arrived probably heard the weird scream just now.This makes him how to hang around in the Wanzu in the future?

Today is really embarrassing, ashamed and thrown to grandma's house.

And the chief culprit of all this is the young man in front of him who deserves to die and should be shredded into pieces.

Thinking of this, the eyes of the Ninth Elder of the Tianpeng Clan turned red.

Like a mad beast.

Panting heavily.

White smoke billowed directly above his head.

Like a chimney being lit.