The battle axe was invincible, and the air pressure was horrified, as if it had split the sky, and then the sky stepped down from the top of the 6-finals' head.

But this time, his eyes were solemn, and with a low shout, a low dragon roar rang out.

This dragon roar was clearly heard in the mind of the Venerable Huangjiang in this violent burst.

That battle axe was actually broken.

Before he could touch the sword light, he was shattered by a dragon roar. Especially, the body of the Venerable Huangjiang began to be chaotic, and in the end, it slowly retreated.

"How could you roar with a dragon!" The Venerable Huangjiang looked at the other party in horror, looking at the increasingly sharp sword light, he even forgot to hide.

Long Dragon Roar, even he is a small success in this method. This is still a real body. If the imperial city is a spiritual thought, it is probably impossible to use this sword technique.

And the other party has already started in the spiritual realm.

But what made him even more worried was how could 6 Feng learn this technique even though he was outside the mountain.

Who is teaching?

Who is planning secretly or planning, and has any unfair intentions?

Venerable Huangjiang is very strong, and his spiritual thoughts are also strong enough. The bloodline of the Huangshen clan is not just a saying, but when he encounters the long dragon roar in the clan, he loses these advantages.

Because, this is the core secret method of the Waste God among the three secret methods.

However, for tens of thousands of years, no one has recreated the secret technique of that year, and no second God of Desolation will be born.

Venerable Huangjiang was like a cracking stone. He stood there, with a faint dragon roar scattered around his body.

A look of fear finally appeared in his eyes.

6 Feng's talent exceeded his expectations. Although Longlong Yin can practice as long as the bloodline of the Wilderness God clan is not determined by the concentration of the bloodline, the other party is in a state of agility.

Could it be that their Wilderness God clan wants to create another 6 wood forest?

There was silence around.

After using this knife, 6 Feng's physical condition was not very good, and his skin cracked inch by inch, splashing blood.

He was very satisfied with the result.

"Grandpa Third, I'm so embarrassed to let you come all the way."

"Is Grandpa San satisfied with this ending?" Although he shouted kindly, he had a sarcastic smile on his face.

The spiritual body of Venerable Huangjiang is scattering.

The quiet city, the smoke of gunpowder, the vultures that occasionally linger in the sky, and the fighter planes in the distance are far away.

Venerable Huangjiang looked at 6 Fengs with a complicated expression.

"It's a good ending. I didn't expect that you actually learned the Long Dragon Roar...How did you learn it?"

"I don't know, but when I saw this knife intention, I accidentally learned it, and finally realized that it was related to my life experience."

"A sword intent?" The Venerable Huangjiang suddenly remembered that many years ago, 6 Mulin went out, and these were reported.

Is this God's will?

But what is God's will? Their Wilderness God clan is the existence of God's will.

He has trained a 6-bit, and there can be many geniuses in the clan, but one of these peak geniuses is enough.

The Wilderness God clan will do its best, but cultivate such a genius, waiting for the Wilderness God to reappear.

Venerable Huangjiang cannot become a god, but he can cultivate a god.

"You are very strong, but you will not be Dao'er's opponent after all. You can't get in with the Wilderness God clan."

6 Feng said: "I never regarded him as an opponent, just like I never thought of entering the genealogy of the Wilderness God clan. Except for my mother there, the rest has nothing to do with you."

Venerable Huangjiang shook his head and expressed his disbelief.

They are descendants of God, and many monks are eager to come in. Even if they have no blood, the secret techniques passed down from that era alone can create countless powerful people.

"Although the spiritual energy is increasing outside the mountain, it has not yet returned to its peak. When the spiritual energy outside the mountain is higher than the mountain, and when the 100,000 mountains collapse, it will only pass through the mountain."

"You can't enter the mountains. Being outside the mountains for the past few years means you have spent the best time. In the future, you will not have a place in this world."

"I'm very relieved about this." 6 Feng coughed twice.

The figure of Venerable Huangjiang became increasingly faint. He smiled, and a sarcasm appeared on his face.

"Do you think you've succeeded?"

6 Feng's eyebrows moved and he had a bad premonition in his heart, but the other party had disappeared.

He lay dumbly on the ground, with bumpy ground beneath him, and his eyes looked at the dim sky.

He wants to play

The phone notified Qin Zuo, but Qin Zuo's phone came first.

"It's over..."

A hoarse voice came from the phone, and there was an indescribable pain.

"How come it's over?" 6 Feng's heartbeats.

"We are fine in China, but something happened in Europe... An extremely terrible plague broke out in the Western Temple, and it spread in an instant. We found that there were demons in Europe that had not entered the mountains. The one who led them was the former member of Congress, who fed the poison at the cost of their lives..."

Dead...

All dead...

Although the population of the whole Europe is not as large as that of China, after the return of spiritual energy, the birth rate of newborns has increased significantly, and it has reached nearly one billion, but all died.

This disaster was born when 6 Feng fought against the Emperor Huangjiang.

6-fingered sluggish.

No wonder Venerable Huangjiang said that to himself just now before his spiritual thoughts disappeared.

They kept a hand.

The plague is still spreading, and this virus will disappear after reaching a certain range, but it is obviously not enough now.

Who can resist?

At least one strong man from the fasting realm will appear.

"Estimated death, two billion..."

6 Feng opened his mouth, and he suddenly remembered that Master Yunmu of the Three Immortal Sect seemed to have arrived from the Western Temple before fighting with him. Perhaps it was at that time that laid the foreshadowing.

The ridiculously high priest of the Western Temple always thought that he was standing with the people from the mountains.

"Mr. Edmund, he is already crazy." Qin Zuo said in a low voice.

Who can not be crazy?

Edmund had already calculated that he stayed in China because of the Monks Alliance, but instead avoided this catastrophe.

I guess this time, even Mo Guantian didn't count, that the guys in the Temple would do this.

The mutated crows, with sharp wings, crossed the city sky and rushed towards the vultures violently.

One aimed at 6 strikes, and hissed at him, rushed towards him.

Even the crow has spirituality and knows that 6 Fengs are weak at this time, but their cultivation is strong, which is the best supplement.

"The world is in chaos..."

6 Feng sighed.

He pulled the broken top, and the wound recovered slowly this time because it was not an ordinary injury.

He glanced at the crow, reached out to support the ground, and slowly stood up.

He lay down, a weak man.

He stood up and became a god.

The crow's body burst, blood splattered everywhere, and black feathers flew. The movement here attracted the attention of the group of vultures and crows. They no longer fought each other, but looked at 6 Fengs in unison, wanting to swallow 6 Fengs, but they were very afraid.

"6 Feng, is there no way?" Before the call was hung up, Qin Zuo was sad, or in other words, all mankind was sad.

What's the solution?

"Qin Zun, I'm powerless."

"Oh..." A heavy sigh came from the opposite side.

6 Feng dragged his tired body and used a knife as a crutch to walk in this vast city.

There is no one on this side of the city, but on the other side, there are still many people living, not having time to escape, or are unwilling to leave their hometown.

6 fronts walk all the way.

Many people walked out of the ruins.

Most of them are elderly people, and some search and rescue personnel are also there.

They looked at the 6 front in awe.
To be continued...