Eternal Gate

"Don't mess around." Zhao Yun said again.

However, Feng Wu's deity still did not respond.

Zhao Yun was silent, and it seemed that it was useless to say anything. From the moment Feng Wu's deity came to the battlefield, there was no room for recovery. It was because his reaction was too slow that he could not stop Feng Wu's deity before he came on stage. Now When she came to the stage, the spectators could come out, but the spectators could not get in. Feng Wu came to Han Jiang, and she could not come down. Han Jiang was gaining momentum, and there was no reason to give up the battle.

"The younger generation, dare to challenge me?" The corner of Han Jiang's mouth curled slightly.

The phoenix dance deity is not nonsense, the blood is tumbling, and the combat power is fully opened in an instant.

Han Jiangcai frowned slightly, because he was quite familiar with this person's qi and blood.

Before he could think about it, Feng Wu's deity had already raised his sword to kill.

She was astonished, piercing the sky with a sword, with a powerful sword intent.

"Tips for carving insects."

With a sneer, Han Jiang only stretched out two fingers, clamped the tip of the sword impartially, and easily removed the sword's power.

The phoenix dance deity reacted very quickly, and immediately drew back the sword.

Han Jiang's eyes were full of fierceness, coming from the front, following him like a shadow.

Seeing his brows flashing, a sharp knife slashed out, specializing in the primordial spirit.

break!

Feng Wu's deity snorted softly, and the Primordial Divine Sword came out of the body.

The sword collided with the sword, wiping out a fire that was dyed with the power of the primordial spirit.

It is not difficult to see that Feng Wu's deity fell into the wind, the Primordial Divine Sword broke, and there was blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"You are too weak."

Han Jiang smiled and sacrificed a small exquisite pagoda.

The Linglong Pagoda was as heavy as a mountain, and the pressure space burst.

Feng Wu's deity groaned and was almost suppressed on the spot.

She used the escape method and forcibly escaped, like a shock, rushing up into the night.

"Where to go."

Han Jiang climbed to the sky one step at a time and chased after him.

The roar followed, and the two started a battle in the void.

When Zhao Yun looked up, the phoenix dance deity had already propped up the vision of life. It was a peach forest, with birds singing and flowers fragrant, covered with light, and accompanied by delicate Taoist sounds, but in that beauty, there was a murderous aura. .

Han Jiang was domineering and actually entered the Peach Forest of Vision.

He is indeed very terrifying, like a dragon, the Taolin is in chaos.

On the other hand, Feng Wu's deity is in a state of embarrassment, and in his own vision world, he is frequently bleeding.

"The disparity in combat power is too far."

Or the old guys, get together and say a nonsense.

As long as his eyes are not blind, he can see the situation of the battle. The young man in plain clothes was beaten all the way by Han Jiang. His combat power is not bad, but the first true biography of Chitian Palace seems to be even more terrifying.

Looking at the elders of Chitiangong, they are collectively stroking their beards. That is a powerful look. He has a lot of talents in Chitiangong. It seems that he doesn't need the Holy Son to play, and only the first true biography can hold the scene.

Zhao Yun was one of the spectators, and his face was extremely ugly.

It's obviously useless to come early, and the plan can't keep up with the changes.

If he found Feng Wu's deity early, he would not have the current situation.

"The person you're looking for...is he?" Yan Yu also got under the stage and stood beside Zhao Yun.

"It's her." Zhao Yun nodded lightly.

"She should have used the forbidden method to transform." Yan Yu pondered.

There is no need for her to say, Zhao Yun is also well aware that so many old guys present did not see the truth of Feng Wu's deity, which shows how high the level of transformation she used.

boom!

With a roar, the vision world of Feng Wu's deity collapsed.

She suffered a terrible backlash, and once again bleed into the void.

receive!

Han Jiang fluttered his sleeves, and a picture of mountains and rivers stretched across the sky.

A painting is a picture scroll, and it is also a strange instrument with space inside it.

The phoenix dance deity just stood firm and was included in the picture scroll.

The picture scroll was like a cage, locking her inside, making it difficult to escape.

Seeing this scene, most people no longer hold out their hopes. The battle strength of the two is too different. Now that the youth in Suyi is trapped, it is strange to be able to kill them. You know, that is not an ordinary picture.

Of course, just when the world thought the dust had settled, the picture scroll was torn apart by a crack.

Then, I saw Feng Wu's deity killed, but the fairy body was stained with blood.

The most dazzling thing was her long hair, which was as white as snow. With an ancient secret pattern between her eyebrows, she knew that she had used a forbidden technique to bless her combat power, and it was at the price of sacrificing her longevity.

"interesting."

Han Jiang came across the sky and swept the ocean of Xianli.

The phoenix dance deity wanted to leave, but was a step slower and was submerged by Xianhai.

Roar!

The sound of dragon roar resounded in the sea, and four giant dragons circled and roared.

This is a secret method created by Han Jiang, and those who have fought against it have basically suffered.

The phoenix dance deity clenched the fairy sword, and added a secret pattern between the eyebrows.

Although her fighting strength is not good, her obsession is indestructible, and she is actually fighting the four dragons head-on.

The battle scene was even more expansive, and the entire Cang Miao was filled with lightning and thunder.

Too many people are surprised, surprised that the phoenix dance deity is so strong, with a strong foundation like Xuanlei Saint Son Lei Yang, they all know to avoid the edge for a while, this one is good, don't let your life rush up!

"Is that kid crazy?"

"Let's learn from each other, but it's too hard!"

"Where's the old man counting? He has used three forbidden laws."

There is a lot of discussion below, and most of the phoenix dance deity is sighing. I don't know where it came out. Obviously, the combat power is not good, but I have to go on stage to fight with Han Jiang. I felt that he had a deep hatred with the first true biography of Chitian Palace.

"Do you not die forever?"

Yan Yu closed her eyes from the void and glanced at Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun is still silent and scary. If he can, he doesn't mind playing for Feng Wu's deity.

In the end, he was still worried about Feng Wu, any small mistake could make the avatar disappear.

puff!

It's still a **** light, or the phoenix dance deity is bleeding.

Her arm was chopped off, and her primordial spirit was dealt a devastating blow.

For this, Han Jiang also paid the price of blood, and there was a blood hole in his chest.

He is no longer so playful and playful, and his face is quite hideous. Who is he? He is the first true biography of Chitian Palace. Under the attention of everyone, he was injured and injured by a younger generation, which is really a shame.

"If you want to die like this, it will fulfill you."

Han Jiang gritted his teeth, a fierce light in his eyes.

He used his supernatural powers and created a whirlpool in nothingness.

The vortex is extremely dark, and the sky is huge, and the sky and the earth are dark.

Its devouring power is terrifying, and it forcibly sucked the phoenix dance deity into it.

Immediately, the rain of blood poured into the sky, all of which were the blood of Feng Wu's deity.

Her immortal body collapsed and was crushed by the whirlpool, leaving only an illusory and transparent primordial spirit, still trapped in the whirlpool, twisted, and may be scattered at any time.

"I like this tomb."

Han Jiang was bathed in the blood of Feng Wu's deity, and his smile was terrifying.

The spectators took a deep breath, the discussion was a bit bloody.

open!

A female voice came out of the whirlpool, cold and dead.

Before the words fell, the whirlpool was torn apart by a sword light.

That's right, it was Feng Wu's deity who was killed. Not only was it killed, but it also recovered its original appearance. Although she was in the state of Yuanshen, she could see her face, which was peerless and had its own unique elegance.

"Female... female?"

The whole audience was stunned and looked stunned.

I thought it was a male cultivator, but not a bitch.

"Forbidden transformation?"

Many seniors pinched their beards, as if they understood something.

It was because they understood that their eyes were strange. No wonder they couldn't see the clues. The forbidden method was used, and the price was extremely tragic. Even the old guys like them were kept in the dark.

boom!

The phoenix dance deity fell to the ground, and the smashed battle platform cracked.

She was at the end of the battle, and her primordial spirit was shattered, staggering, unable to stand still.

At this moment, she is delicate, and the shadow is desolate and lonely.

Too many young talents got up, and suddenly gave birth to the heart of pity for fragrance and jade.

Zhao Yun is not like this, he really wants to go on stage to help the stubborn woman.

Unfortunately, due to the barrier, he couldn't go up, so he could only watch helplessly.

"Why do I say it's so familiar, it's you slut."

Han Jiang also descended from the sky, laughing like an evil ghost.

He recognized this woman, and it was his family that he led to extermination back then. He thought that he had killed it cleanly, but it was unthinkable, and there was a fish that slipped through the net. Moreover, he came to the Kunlun Grand Gala to challenge him.

"Kill my clan, I'm here to collect the debt."

The phoenix dance deity staggered, and finally stood firm.

With just a few words, the audience suddenly realized that it was no wonder that she fought to the death for her life. It turned out that she really had a deep hatred, but she was still too eager and had no absolute strength, so she ran to take revenge in a foolish way.

How can the first true biography of Chitian Palace be so easy to kill?

Coming with the determination to die, I am afraid that I will lose my life in vain today.

"Debt collection? ... By you?"

Han Jiang smiled faintly, as if he had heard a big joke.

Debt collection requires capital, and the person on the opposite side is obviously not enough.

Laughing and laughing, he stopped laughing, just because the blood on his body had a strange change, those were the blood of the phoenix dance deity, stained on him, at this moment, it turned into drop by drop After the spell, each of them was extremely bright red, like a brand engraved into his body.

"Killing Talisman?"

Seeing it, the elders of Chitian Palace stood up.

The people present were also shocked. They marveled that the method of Feng Wu's deity was actually hiding the talisman in the blood. Obviously, she planned to use the forbidden ritual to transform, the blood to sacrifice the spell, and the waiting is to kill.

The killing talisman is not scary, what I am afraid of is the high-level killing talisman.

High-level killing talismans are not terrible, but the number is too large.

Look at Han Jiang, back and forth, inside and out, there are no less than a thousand killing talismans! Such a level of spells, such a huge number, not to mention a phantom realm, even a quasi-immortal king would be blown to ashes in one breath, hiding the spells in blood, she created a mortal situation.

"No...no no..."

Han Jiang was frightened, stepped back, and hurriedly tore the spell.

It is a pity that the killing talisman has been sacrificed in blood, it has become a brand, and it has been carved into his body. Even if he can tear off one or two pieces, it is a drop in the bucket. If you want to blow him to ashes, why do you need a thousand killing talismans? , five hundred is enough, not to mention, he has no time at all.

"eye for eye."

The phoenix dance deity opened his lips slightly, and he has made a seal with one hand.

After a hundred years, she finally came to this moment in torment. Even if it was exchanged with her life, she would not hesitate. The undead who had been unjustly killed for a hundred years need to use the blood of that person to pay homage.