Fighting the Martial Universe

The old man Heifeng saw Huang Qingyan rushing to the soul-locking dungeon, and he also rushed over to capture Huang Qingyan~www.wuxiaspot.com~GeWWΔW. "Ksnhuge "ge. La

This Huang Qingyan really came to rescue Ge Qianqiu, and once Ge Qianqiu was released, their entire worship of the gods would face the disaster of destruction.

However, just when he rushed over, the door of the soul-locking dungeon broke open, and many disciples shot out from the inside, and fell to the ground one by one, **** vomiting.

Immediately afterwards, an old figure with an ordinary aura also slowly walked out of the dungeon and said, "Meng Fengjiao, you said, how do you want to die?"

Meng Fengjiao saw the ordinary figure at the entrance of the dungeon, but her eyes flashed with horror: "This? How is this possible? How did you, an old thing, escape from the dungeon?"

"Meng Fengjiao, do you think your dagger can really hurt me? I was locked in this dungeon by you, and I can escape at any time."

Ge Qianqiu said, waving his hands, controlling his vast profound energy with the Holy Law, and directly lifted Meng Fengjiao and the old man Heifeng into the air.

The old man of Heifeng was a martial artist in the semi-profound realm, and his strength was at the dazzling level.

However, in front of Ge Qianqiu, a strong man in the late True Profound stage, there was almost no ability to resist.

Click!

Ge Qianqiu squeezed the old man's head and died directly.

And Meng Fengjiao saw that Old Man Heifeng was pinched to death by Ge Qianqiu, she didn't say a word, her eyes flashed with fear, and she immediately said, "Ge Qianqiu, the so-called husband and wife will be fine in one day. You can't kill me either."

"Huh, what kind of a husband and wife for a hundred days? From the beginning to the end, you are a woman who worships Hetian, who instructs you to come close to me, and then plan to frame me. What kind of couple is this?"

Ge Qianqiu said coldly.

"After all, we are all married. You can't kill me, light smoke, you plead for me, I don't want to die, there are children in my stomach, even if I am guilty, the children are innocent."

Meng Fengjiao continued to beg for mercy.

Huang Qingyan looked at Mengfeng's slightly raised belly, feeling unbearable, and said: "The master, it is better to lock her up and wait for her to give birth to a child before killing her."

"This risk, you can't listen to her nonsense."

Ge Qianqiu said.

"The sect master, no matter how insidious she is, the child is innocent after all, you can leave her to me, and you can go to the Immortal Sword Sect to rescue Zhang Mofan and the others."

Huang Qingyan said.

"it is good!"

Ge Qianqiu nodded and put down Meng Fengjiao. With a wave of both hands, a mysterious light blasted to the surroundings respectively, completely destroying the four altars of worship and the large array of worship.

Immediately afterwards, he rushed to Immortal Sword Sect at full speed.

Now that he has achieved great success in vertical and horizontal art, the time is ripe, there is no need to continue hiding in the soul-locking dungeon.

Meng Fengjiao fell from the air and immediately knelt on the ground, saying: "Qianyan, you will let me go again, I swear, I will never do anything wrong in the future."

"Do you think I will believe what you say?"

Yellow light flue.

"Qianyan, did you really kill your mother cruelly? You were born to me, and mother-killing would be intolerable by the world."

Meng Fengjiao said, holding a long sword in her hand, facing her lower abdomen, and said: "If you want to kill me, I will kill this little guy first, and then kill myself."

Huang Qingyan felt soft for a while and said, "Then you swear to me, from now on, you will never talk about the Holy Land of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, otherwise the sky will thunder."

Meng Fengjiao immediately swears, "From today, I will no longer worry about the Holy Land of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, otherwise the sky will thunder and the sky will burn."

"I hope you remember your promise."

Huang Qingyan looked at Meng Fengjiao, and said with cold eyes: "Now that the master of Zong Zongmen has come out, there is only one dead end for worshiping Ehtian, and your backing is gone. Zou Yan will not trust you anymore, hello. Do it."

After speaking, Huang Qingyan left.

After all, she couldn't bear to kill her own mother, not to mention, Meng Fengjiao was pregnant with a baby.

Meng Fengjiao watched Huang Qingyan leave, and said with a smile: "Qingyan really inherited my blood, so you should practice hard."

She touched her abdomen again and said, "My child, you also have to practice hard, understand? If you can inherit my blood, you will definitely become a master in the future."

"It doesn't make any sense to stay in the Holy Land of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. If you want to improve your cultivation, you still have to go to the Holy Land of the Middle Zhou Dynasty."

As Meng Fengjiao said, she also left the worshipping religion step by step.

At that time!

The Immortal Sword Sect was still in an outbreak of war, and it was very stalemate. No one thought that Zhang Mofan could be in the hands of a semi-xuan strong man to be invincible.

The deaths and injuries of the disciples on both sides were extremely terrifying. In addition to the monster soul Blood Emperor and the Sword Boy, it was difficult to distinguish between the winners and losers for a while, which also caused the battle to remain at a 50-50 level.

Of course, the mountains of the Immortal Sword Sect had become ruins, almost all razed to the ground, the scene of the battle was very intense.

Seeing that the battle has been in a stalemate, the Demon Soul Blood Sovereign finally couldn't bear it. He completely broke through the black robe, revealing his original face, and said: "Sword boy, let you see and know, and the soul fighting skills."

As he spoke, the momentum on his body began to rise, and a tall figure appeared directly behind him, with eight arms and a hideous face, which was his fighting spirit.

This fighting spirit is the fighting spirit passed down by the demon soul. The fighting spirit that the demon soul used to display at the beginning is this, it is the eight-armed demon god.

However, his fighting spirit is more powerful than Demon Soul Blade.

Boom boom boom!

The eight arms behind the fighting spirit, under the urging of his devilish energy, began to materialize, and finally grabbed the sword boy fiercely.

"Sword boy, this is a soul-fighting stunt. The power is terrifying. Be careful."

When Zhang Mofan saw this scene ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, he reminded him loudly.

This is a true profound expert performing a soul-fighting stunt, and any expert in the dazzling state will feel a creepy feeling in his heart.

That arm bombarded it like a Tianzhu. When bombarded in the past, its strong wind might be enough to tear and shatter a martial artist in the soul-stirring state.

Soul fighting skills, generally speaking, only the strong in the profound realm can be awakened, but they may not be able to be awakened if they are promoted to the true profound.

However, once awakened, its combat effectiveness naturally increased very terrifying.

"Sword boy, let me see how you can block my soul-fighting skills, the demon **** Pantian."

The Demon Soul Blood Sovereign roared and slapped his eight arms out at the same time, stamping out the entire space one by one.

"He, is he the blood emperor of the blood demons?"

When many disciples saw this scene, they were shocked that this worshipping religion actually colluded with the blood demon race.