The terrifying pressure fell in an instant, like a huge storm. An unspeakable sense of oppression directly enveloped the entire Yancheng. Not only did Mo Chan kneel on the ground and unable to look up, but almost everyone in the entire Yancheng was like this.

I don't know what's going on. This kind of oppression comes directly from the depths of the soul. The entire Yancheng, including the sword sect, all of them crawled on the ground with their heads down, as if the people who appeared in the sky at this time were

A saint who cannot be violated.

It seems that as long as they dare to raise their heads, they will blaspheme the majesty of the saints.

"Nothing wrong bet!" The Ming King was also crawling on the ground at this time, but he was extremely ecstatic in his heart. Yin Wanting did not lie to him. The martial arts given by Lin Changfeng were of extremely high grade, even surpassing the martial arts of the Yin Yue Dynasty.

From the beginning of knowing this, King Ming knew that Lin Changfeng's identity was not simple, otherwise how could such a valuable skill be given away?

At least when I first saw Yin Wanting, King Ming knew that Lin Changfeng's identity was extremely difficult, and this was confirmed at this time.

With his head down, he naturally endured the oppression of this special force, just as if above his head was an immortal who despised the common people. His majesty and sacredness directly completely convinced the Ming King.

The sky became dark, as if it was gradually disintegrating, as if there was a terrifying existence above the sky beyond the scope of this world, awakening, and this crushing force swept across everyone present on the spot.

"This is impossible!" Ling Zongxian knelt on the ground and lowered his head. Emperor Yin and Mo Chan in his body wanted to use their power to fight against each other, and then this power seemed to be really teasing them.

I just wanted them to kneel down. No matter how hard they tried or how they wanted to raise their heads, they could not do it. Everything they did was so pale and powerless.

"Absolutely impossible!" This time the shout was the voice of Emperor Yin. As the king of the Yin Yue Dynasty, when did he ever accept such grievances? Not to mention kneeling on Lin Changfeng.

Since ascending the throne, who has he been so humble to? This time, even in Ling Zongxian's body, he would never tolerate himself kneeling down.

"You are just Lin Changfeng! You are just Shen Luochen's junior brother! Why should I kneel down to you!"

At this time, no matter how furious Yin Huang was, his aura gradually became out of control, but even so, he could not fight against that powerful force. At this time, he was like a speck of dust in the main film, not worth it.

carry.

Demon Zen is also incompetent and furious at this time. As a generation of Demon Zen, his cultivation and strength are top-notch. He has never kneeled anyone even in the atrium. The only person who has ever kneeled is the supreme existence of Buddhism. Who is standing in Buddhism?

The people on the top of the pyramid.

There was silence all around, and all powers were either under this powerful pressure or became nothingness. They were like ants, worshiping the immortals in the sky.

Over the entire Smoke City, only the breath of Emperor Yin and Demon Chan was still leaking out. They were really unwilling to surrender to this power.

As if he sensed the two restless forces below, the space above the smoke city suddenly shook, and then a cold and ruthless voice exploded from the sky.

"Noisy!"

The moment the word fell, there was nothing around, everything returned to dust, and the scene before everyone's eyes was dissipated.

This is...area?

Mo Chan seemed to realize something. He turned his head with difficulty and then looked around the entire Smoke City. He could not think about how big this area was. It almost occupied the entire Smoke City, or... directly enveloped the entire Smoke City!

"impossible……"

The eyes couldn't help but jump. Mo Chan's face was full of panic and incredible expressions, covering the entire Smoky City for thousands of miles. How much power does this require?

Even at his peak, he, who was infinitely close to the third grade, seemed unable to do this. He was stunned by sensing the formation of the surrounding areas.

Dark, even forgot to restrain the expression on his face, Mo Chan thought of a very terrifying possibility. Lin Changfeng might be really reincarnated by some old monster, or taking over the body...

"A field that surpasses the fourth grade..." Mo Chan seemed to be crazy and kept muttering: "How could there be someone with such strength?

,How could this be... "

This is a field he has never touched. Lin Changfeng's cultivation is likely to surpass the fourth grade existence. Of course, this is not his current cultivation, but... before!

No wonder it takes a first-grade spiritual weapon to just portray Lin Changfeng's appearance. If it weren't for exceeding the fourth-grade realm, how could this be?

After thinking it through, Mo Chan, who reacted, finally knew why the Ming King left behind the formation to carve the soul gathering array.

"It's you!"

Emperor Yin's roar came from Ling Zongxian's body. He had the same idea as Mo Zen, and what Mo Zen could think of would naturally be integrated into his homesickness.

"So this soul pill is not something you need, it's just an introduction!" Emperor Yin roared angrily. He lowered his head and kept roaring in Ling Zongxian's body, "So from the beginning you knew I would come here,

You want me to be a wicked person and help you!”

His original body is not here, so he doesn't have to worry about Ling Zongxian's safety at all. It's just that this kind of thing that helps others and is arranged by others to be uncentered makes him angry.

"It's just that we take each of us. I will leave half of the blood pill for you. Soul pill... I will sacrifice all the sacrifices..." The Ming King had made all his plans, and at this time he raised his head and looked floating in the sky with difficulty.

The blood pill smiled and said, "With the blood pill, I can enter the fifth-grade Confucian scholar. Once I enter the realm of Confucian scholars, I can steal half of your luck in the Yin Yue Dynasty and support Yin Wanting to start a new dynasty. I

If you have been an imperial teacher in this dynasty, I will ruin you!"

The smile on the King of Ming's face gradually became more and more arrogant, but there was still a hint of madness in this publicity.
Chapter completed!