It made a scream from its mouth.

A huge circle of silver rings appeared in front of him, locking spiritual power, and trapping Ruan Qingyan in an instant.

"No, it's the talent of the Silver Ring Bee Clan!" Ling Kun was also anxious.

His heart to cherish talent was ready to move again.

How could there be so many outstanding talents in Wanyu?

The sword technique she used was really amazing. When she was stronger, she would use it to establish a sect!

There is also her ability to command, layout, and how to arrange troops and arrange troops. Whether a person is excellent can be seen not just by her talent for cultivating strength.

"It's just that the time is too short! It's too short! She hasn't gotten too many ways to save her life now, otherwise she wouldn't be able to kill Fenghong!"

Lingkun was a pity and held his magic weapon tightly.

What he dislikes the most is seeing geniuses in front of him, especially the geniuses of the human race.

"If she can't break Fenghong's blockade, it will be over. Her spiritual power will be exhausted and she will be defeated without fighting."

Fenghong not only blocks spiritual power.

It also frequently attacked Ruan Qingyan, and her beautiful three-knife attack had been forced to stop.

Ruan Qingyan fought and retreated.

Hua Xuan looked down at it and immediately crawled back to the camp, not knowing what she was doing.

However, Ruan Qingjin in the sky did not sit and wait for death to wait for someone to come to save her.

The vitality of Shizhu and Xiaomiao continued to sink into her body, telling her to know that there were many people behind her.

She once said.

I am very happy that Yin Nian has come to the First Academy to share the burden for her.

But Yin Nian walked faster and faster, and she no longer helped her share the burden, but took it all.

But she will always be Yin Nian's chief, they are friends, family, and teachers and students.

She understood why Yin Nian asked them to bring Xiaomiao and Shizhu.

Ruan Qingyan slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Her hands were already bloody.

Taking advantage of the moment of retreating, a quaint book appeared in her hand.

"Please protect me!"

Please turn the God Book into a rush.

The last names inside began to shine.

The first one to appear was the cat ancestor who stretched out ten tails.

There is also the full moon god, the most faithful guardian of the way of heaven.

The cat ancestor jumped onto Ruan Qingyan's shoulder with a 'meow', "I'm suffocating the cat. You little girl and Nian Nian Nian were all the same virtue as us. You asked us to come out directly. Don't worry, although I'm not as effective as the blood-connected Nian Nian Nian Nian, it's not much worse than others!"

The cat claws slapped Ruan Qingyan's head, "We said that her request book is her chief Ruan can command it like an arm."

Please ask the God Book, no one can use it except the master.

But if the master agrees and the gods agree, then the person she absolutely trusts.

You can also ask God to succeed.

The Cat Ancestor has long been suffocated. He hasn't had any chance to show up after Yin Nian during this period. Ruan Qingyan is much more depressed than Yin Nian. He keeps burying his head in practicing, unlike Yin Nian. Occasionally, he often causes some trouble and needs them to help him clean up."

"Thank you all." Ruan Qingliang felt the power that was constantly pouring into his body.

The bones also made a creaking sound just like Yin Nian before.

It hurts a lot.

"Please fallen God."

The power of hatred crawled all over his body at a terrifying speed.

She is not Yin Nian, she has a brand new way of cultivation and spiritual waterfall to quickly expel the power of hatred and resentment.

What she can rely on is a strong body and absolutely strong willpower.

What is the power of hatred and resentment like? It is like the most disgusting mental filth, greed, malice, and harshness in the world. Her brain is being punished with extreme punishment, cold enough to lose consciousness, and feels that she is being roasted on the fire.

Ten fallen gods appeared.

Twenty.

Fifty came in the blink of an eye.

Even the number of people growing faster. The Mao Zu wrapped her neck with his tail in worry, and her muscles were tight like a piece of iron that could not be smashed.

When the number of fallen gods is increased to one hundred.

Ruan Qingyan was already trembling all over. Her fingertips exploded, almost unable to hold the knife, and she tried her best to repair her life, trying to catch up with the speed of her flesh and blood explosion.

It is hard to imagine how Yin Nian endured such severe pain and had no expression on his face and could even say a few relaxing words to them.

Fenghong felt the power of her climbing, and the silver rings gushed out in front of her became more and more, and the attack speed became faster and faster.

"What?" He stared at the large black shadows that appeared behind him, and his expression became inconspicuous.

There is no fallen god here, and there is no way to invite gods.

Ruan Qingyan raised the knife again.

The power of resentment made a harsh and dark sound, and the power of law entangled on it without reservation.

This time, it was the real Determination Three Knife. Those before were just warm-ups.

Ruan Qingjin knew that Mo Tianyuan was coming, Lingkun was coming, and even Mother Shu was watching the movement here.

If she is embarrassed today, Wanyu will be embarrassed.

Determine the three-knife.

The first sword tore the spiritual power of this inch of heaven and earth apart, breaking the sound of the wind.

All his three silver rings were shattered.

The second sword law surged, all of which were merged, and fresh spiritual power poured in, pouring into her body continuously.

Her arms fell limp for a moment, and her bones were all broken.

Xiaomiao gritted her teeth and barely attached the big bone first.

The third knife, three swords determine the world!

The huge light blade connected the world, and split the hard shell of Fenghong with one knife.

Ruan Qingyan's whole body exploded into a blood pit, and white bones splattered and slashed into the flesh.

"Damn it!" Fenghong looked at the huge wound on her belly, cursed angrily, and was about to fly out in the backward position.

It cursed in its heart!

The woman opposite chased her like a ragged pool of mud that could not be beaten.

It seems like she can kill her with just one slap.

But Ding Sandao has raised her, she is like a blooming firework.

He knew he would fall, but now it was her brilliant burst.

Fenghong made a judgment immediately.

"You can't fight hard, you have to drag it!" She dragged it until she died in a mess.

Like a waste of fireworks falling to the ground.

Fenghong turned around instantly.

Turning around, he met the huge black hawk.

Hua Xuan and hundreds of people pushed out the black hawk.

"Aim!" Hua Xuan's throat was hoarse, but she was extremely excited and could not wait to swing her arms against time, "Start!"

The magic element is condensing!

This is!

Fenghong's eyes shrank, and this was killing his father's deadly weapon with high lethality. Isn't it impossible? It's done again?

The time is too short, and this thing is too famous, and the magic elements condensed look very scary.

Its body and the retreat in its mind at that moment were synchronized, allowing it to stop its escape and its body turned around.

It was this time!

Ruan Qingyan, who was soft in his eyes, had already arrived, and the demon element on the black eagle dispersed with a thud, which was actually fake!

The fourth knife raised.

Four knife.

Destroy gods and Buddhas!

The knife light completely cut through the beating heart of the Zerg.

The world seemed to be slashed by this knife.

Ruan Qingyan was pushed high by the recoil force of this blow.

But the knife in his hand was tightly held, and the flags under him were clattering.
Chapter completed!