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Seeing this face, Jian Fengyun's eyes moved, and the Sky-Devouring Sword in his hand suddenly stopped.
This face inexplicably reminded him of a woman from the lower realm, Han Xian'er, the woman who practiced poison skills.
Even so, he still did not stop. He reached out and grabbed it, and a magic trick was used to directly seal his cultivation level.
The black diamond-level green silk that was shaken in the air was locked by Jian Fengyun, and he tied his whole body to his side and grabbed it in his hands.
The saint of the Heavenly Spirit Clan seemed to have not yet come back from the horror of the veil being shaken off.
"You...let me go!"
When she came to her senses, her pretty face became very ugly, her eyes stared at Jian Fengyun and said angrily.
However, Jian Fengyun didn't look at her at all, but just grabbed Qing Ling in his hand, held her whole body in his left hand, and his figure came out of the air.
"Damn it, he dared to blaspheme the Saint. All the people of the Tianling tribe will save the Saint at all costs!"
"Tianling tribe, follow me."
"Bring the saint back."
All the powerful Tianling tribes, when they saw this scene, looked furious and then rushed forward.
In a moment, spiritual power attacks rushed over, various magical artifacts crushed, the scroll burst out with light, and a mysterious Taoist agglomeration burst out with power.
The number of Tianling Clan is not large, but its methods are quite powerful. When they take action, they feel like they are covering the sky and the earth, covering the world.
"Xuanwu Law!"
Jian Fengyun swept his eyes and directly activated the Xuanwu Technique to ignore these attacks.
Various spiritual attacks like a tide in the sky, as well as the scroll secret technique, were all blocked by the shadow of the Xuanwu beside Jian Fengyun, as if the peerless sacred descended, pushing the eight wildernesses and six unparalleled power.
"I will kill anyone who wants to kill me!"
Jian Fengyun didn't talk nonsense. The next moment, the Sky-Devouring Sword on his right hand was raised directly, and the sword energy in the sky swept out.
Some of the Tianling tribes who rushed up were directly killed, with blood splattering three feet away and corpses everywhere. His divine body of swallowing the heavens was activated, swallowing all the power in the body and turning it into a rolling power of qi and blood.
If anyone knows that he can actually devour their power and practice, he will inevitably regard it as a demonic person.
Although the demon cultivators do not belong to the demon clan in the galaxy, their reputation is also very bad. There are not many powerful forces, and they usually hide in the dark and practice with evil methods.
Jian Fengyun stepped out step by step, the corpse under his feet became more and more, but the light on his body became more and more dazzling.
The power in the bodies of these people around them was quite huge. After being swallowed by the skill of the swallowing divine body, it turned into a rolling power of qi and blood, flowing on the limbs and bones, and every inch of blood and flesh on the body was completely refined.
The saint of the Tianling Clan who was caught in Jian Fengyun's hand seemed to feel the changes of Jian Fengyun. Her beautiful eyes swept towards Jian Fengyun's body and her face changed drastically.
She was too close to Jian Fengyun, and she could feel that every time Jian Fengyun killed some people, her power would be stronger.
With her eyesight, it is not difficult to make magic tricks. Jian Fengyun's practice method is no different from that of a demon cultivator.
"And is also worthy of competing with the bright moon!"
Jian Fengyun stood among the crowd of powerful people from all major forces, flying long hair, flew in white clothes, and was arrogant in the world.
There were more than three thousand corpses behind him, but his aura became stronger at this moment.
"A young man from the lower world can really shock the galaxy when he can reach this point."
Chapter completed!