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At the same time, Ye Shen, who turned into Kunpeng, directly attacked Jiang Lingxiu's phantom of the real king.

At this time, the stars were turning, and red gold runes rose up from the sky, and a powerful and vast ancient claw suddenly appeared!

Among the crowd, Zhu Tianjiao raised their heads in response, and the majestic coercion stretched over the heads of the crowd like a dark cloud, and they could only see the stalwart body under the reflection of the sun above the rays of the sun.

shine!

"It is possible to cultivate Kunpeng runes to such an extent!"

"He looked so young, so young, and accomplished so much!"

Everyone was startled by this glorious scene, some people sighed, some sighed on their backs, the geniuses from all walks of life were intimidated at this moment, and even their breathing became cautious.

Among the crowd, there was a man with black hair, wearing a golden crown, and holding a long spear in his hand. At this time, he also looked stunned:

He comes from a thousand-year-old family in the northern cold. As the third line of inheritance in the family, countless resources are tilted towards him through the elders in the family, and countless innate treasures in the family are free to choose

He was supposed to be the proud son of one side, but when facing Ye Be, the frightening Kunpeng phantom, he felt his mouth dry.

There is a one-horned girl from the wild ancient spirit, who is overshadowed.

Remembering that the defeated family had spent most of the family treasures, the regiment sent her to the God Hunting Banquet.

"I…………"

The right hand holding the jade sword broke out in cold sweat. She knew that she had absolutely no chance in the face of such an opponent!

The murderous intent pervading the sky became more and more intense, and the ancient runes condensed into entities at this time, sending out bursts of Dao Sanskrit sounds.

"Crush me!"

With this blow, the sun and the moon rise and fall, and the galaxy is mighty, carrying the power of infinity.

The phantom of Kunpeng screamed impressively, as if reciting the wild spells of the ages ago, no one could understand this ancient and lost language.

Xuezang disciples of the Yaolong sect of the same Kunpeng branch heard the sound of the Kunpeng shaking the world, and their legs trembled.

A call from the power of blood makes people want to kneel down!

Among the crowd, there were a few disciples with weaker realms who could no longer hold on, their eyes darkened, and their legs turned straight down...

The real king of Yaolongmen Dao clan looked solemn, with his hands behind his back, he made a simple gesture with his hands on his back, a cool energy was like a track to support the pale disciple, making his pale face gradually rosy up.

"Is this the power of Kunpeng? Even if Yu Wei is so amazing, if it were me, I would not be able to avoid the broken ending~.

The screen changes to the battlefield.

When Ye, who was still a shining meteor, was approaching thousands of miles away, Jiang Lingxiu, who was shocked by the previous two reprimands, suddenly woke up:

In front of Ye Shen, who is good at speed, there is no way to escape. And with the appearance of an ancestor, there are many disciples and juniors in the narration.

Wouldn't it be ridiculous to escape like this.

"Presumptuous, my Treasure Pavilion is not the kind of extreme western Buddhism, let the rats succeed in sneak attack."

Even so, he could truly perceive the majestic power of the blow that just killed the thirteen true kings of Jixi Buddhism.

The Treasure Pavilion started out as a business, with all kinds of large and small shops all over the Nine Regions. It is said that they are also related to some ancient existences. Its business includes ores, book collection, bodyguards, assassinations and many other things.

The strength is unmatched by ordinary sects, and the prestige of the inner treasures of the sect is also slightly better than other sects.

"Presumptuous! I'd like to see if you can break through my glowing glazed mirror."

Jiang Lingxiu clasped his hands together, moved his lips slightly, and after muttering to himself for a while, frowned slightly, opened his eyes in shock, and scolded:

"rise!"

A long mirror slowly rises from behind Jiang Lingxiu, surrounded by glazed glass, and the void is full of colors, and there are bursts of fairy music during the period.

The Huanran Glazed Mirror is the treasure of the Zhenbao Pavilion. Although its main function is to be a phantom enemy, it is also very good because of the addition of a large number of meteorite cold crystals and god meteorite soil to strengthen its defense when it was made.

Although the glazed mirror in front of me is just a phantom, not the main body, it can still exert 60-70% of the power of the main body under full drive, and can destroy hundreds of sects of all sizes with one blow.

"Coagulation!"

Countless multicolored rays of light come from the side of the mirror, forming colorful enchantments all over the body. Red, orange, red and green seem to be pigments gradually wrapped together in the center, mixing into a barbaric black.

It turned into a school of Yin-Yang and Eight Diagrams diagrams, constantly rotating and flowing in front of it.

Before the tip of Kunpeng's claws reached, Han Ran's golden power touched the shield first, and there was a burst of whistling and popping sound, and he saw the piercing golden long light slowly being swallowed by the Yin-Yang Pisces,

"Did you stand it?"

Jiang Lingxiu showed joy on his face, and the real energy sent to the glazed mirror accelerated a little.

After the golden power was gradually thinned out, a savage and simple Kunpeng claw with gleaming runes, like a torrent, slammed into the original aftermath, and hit the colorful barrier firmly.

"呵~呵~"

Like the sound of metal rubbing against each other, the piercing piercing sound swept through the void like ripples, making people unable to help but cover their ears.

At this time, the colored glaze around the shield has all turned black, and many purple thunder patterns are derived from the edge of the frame.

After a slight pause, the yin-yang Pisces chart began to rotate slowly again.

Although this claw is powerful and has a lingering killing intent, the two are still in a brief stalemate.

"Look! What's that!"

A hundred miles away, the wind and clouds were surging, and the clear sky thousands of miles away suddenly became extremely dark, and a group of dark clouds quickly moved towards Jiang Ling.

After the clouds and mist surrounding it slowly dissipated, a dark golden Kunpeng's right claw was like a meteorite, with the sound of shattering the surrounding void.

This is an overwhelming blow!

The surrounding space was distorted and melted, bursts of fire burst out, scorching the common people in the world.

This attack was especially swift, and it took less than half a second to reach Jiang Lingxiu, overlapping with the power of the previous mighty blow.

"~"

The Huanran glass mirror stopped turning, and the black thunder flickered on and off.

After a short period of silence, there was a pleasant crisp sound, as if something had shattered.

Immediately afterwards, countless cracks appeared from the shield, rapidly expanding from the center of the hit to the surroundings.

The two heavy claws broke through the line of defense with a bang, and slapped Jiang Lingxiu's chest firmly. The crimson blood burst and floated around, and there was a faint whining sound from the surrounding void

The incarnation of Jiang Lingxiu, the ancestor of a generation of Zhenbao Pavilion, after his eyes were full of disbelief, then dimmed...

In a certain space outside the territory, the old man sat on the barren rock, and vomited out a mouthful of blood.

He never thought of it until he died, and he regarded it as the treasure that he relied on the most. Even Ye Shen's two blows couldn't stop him. Although only (Manuo Zhao) is an incarnation, but the destruction of the avatar made his own cultivation set back more than a million years

And the glass mirror body must be re-sacrificed for thousands of years with the fire of five sources.

Standing behind Ye Be standing in the mid-air, the majestic Kunpeng phantom changed from real to virtual, turning into dots of starlight and dissipating above the sky.

Ye Be smiled disdainfully, her long black hair fluttering in the wind:

"You want to kill my nine clans?"

"Martial Dao True King, that's all!"

A big hole was blasted into the sky where Jiang Lingxiu was originally standing, and there were bursts of sobs from the ghosts of the void.

"God Ye!" The thunderous voices of the thousands of disciples under Xuezang.

"What! Instantly killing the real king of martial arts with the realm of a martial arts master, even though it's just an illusion, is enough to shake the world!" A ragged old man in charge of order muttered to himself.

All kinds of talents under the ancient city have different thoughts, and they don't know what they are planning in their hearts. Some girls become shy with their thoughts.

Slaying two incarnations of the real king within half a moment! What a feat! No wonder they were so shocked. .