However, people were talking one after another, saying that Gu Aotian was probably not a wild child.
Because there is no surname "Gu" on this big star.
The bandits were determined not to give up. Since so many people had already died, they didn't mind killing more.
Another tens of thousands of people, under the influence of a strong man's words, roared and charged forward as if their minds were lost.
"Kill! Steal that bell!"
The roar was like a roaring tsunami, sweeping across the entire ice sheet.
Ye Qingfeng was not afraid at all, and even became braver as he fought.
Her special chaotic body gives her an endless supply of energy.
She seemed to be standing still, but in fact her special physique was already helping her to continuously recover her depleted energy.
The sea of bitterness surges violently, and Qi and blood flow rapidly, constantly transforming the essence of the outside world for one's own use.
The essence in the body is rapidly depleted and at the same time it can be replenished quickly on its own. The faster the essence is depleted, the faster it is replenished.
Who made her sea of suffering so vast and boundless?
No wonder the Chaos Body has been named the number one body in ancient and modern times.
Ye Qingfeng led the Holy King's skeleton and fought passionately, feeling deeply once again.
And this time.
High in the sky, above the clouds, a vague figure of male or female suddenly appeared.
A big palm struck in an instant and suddenly grabbed the bell in his hand.
The bell was originally hung above his head to firmly protect Ye Qingfeng, otherwise Ye Qingfeng would not have the conditions to rush among thousands of troops based on his current cultivation level.
Moreover, at least half of the thousands of troops and horses were still above her in cultivation level.
However, the big palm that suddenly appeared suddenly closed and held the bell in its hand.
"How dare you want to steal the treasure from me!"
The black dog showed disdain and shouted arrogantly.
You don't even need to control it yourself.
The bell vibrated on its own, as if it was extremely disgusted to be touched by others and suddenly became angry.
The blazing golden light shot out like a golden sword, directly burning the magic palm into nothingness.
At the same time, a sound blade chased after the blurry figure.
That blurry figure had a high level of cultivation, at least half a step into the Immortal Stage realm.
However, no matter how fast he ran away, he could not escape the anger of the Ji Dao Saint Soldier.
When he appeared and attacked the bell, the bell locked onto him.
A sound blade, without even ringing a bell, went straight after the blurry figure.
That is the ultimate holy weapon that has existed for hundreds of thousands of years!
It is even thousands of times more powerful than its controller.
The sound is loud, the elephant is invisible.
"puff!"
The sound blade was extremely fast, and it passed through him with determination. The blurry figure was unable to escape at all, and was immediately penetrated through the chest by the sound blade.
The silent blade was even more astonishing than the one with sound. It should contain some terrifying patterns.
"boom!"
The blurry figure that had been pierced immediately exploded high in the sky, making an earth-shaking sound.
But there was no blood splattering in the sky as expected.
It turns out that the blurry figure is not the deity, but a Dharma image cultivated by the deity.
But if the Dharma image is destroyed, the deity must also be severely damaged.
"Hiss, this is equivalent to killing a half-step expert in an instant! It's... so powerful!"
Many people were dumbfounded, and even gave up their superior viewing positions and retreated far out of fear of being affected.
More and more people are dying, and more and more people are watching.
Among the crowd, an unknown person offered a purple and gold gourd.
The mouth of the gourd was aimed at the Holy King's bones, hoping to take advantage of them and collect the Holy King's bones inside.
But the bones of the Holy King and Ye Qingfeng are connected by runes.
If the runes engraved in the bones are not erased, there is no way to erase its connection with Ye Qingfeng.
"call!"
What a huge hurricane, heading straight towards the skeleton of the Holy King and Ye Qingfeng.
The momentum was also extremely huge, but compared to Tu Tian's previous use of the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar, it was simply not impressive enough.
However, the Holy King Skeleton and Ye Qingfeng were still forcibly swept up into the sky by the purple gold gourd.
Ye Qingfeng could have used the copper bell to resist, but he didn't, at least he didn't resist with all his strength.
She and the Holy King's skeleton were able to withstand the suction of the gourd with ease, and calmly reached a high altitude, still about three feet away from the gourd.
suddenly.
Ye Qingfeng opened his right hand and pulled the five fingers inwards.
The skeleton of the Holy King suddenly stretched out five withered fingers, grabbed the purple gold gourd in the air, and then squeezed it hard.
"Bang!"
The extremely hard purple gold gourd, as if made of paper, was crushed by the Holy King's skeleton and turned into a handful of golden powder, which was scattered in the sky.
"Ah! My gourd!"
Dozens of miles away, an old man with a white beard who had reached the eighth transformation of the Dragon Transformation Realm had red eyes, clapped his legs and shouted.
Ye Qingfeng locked his eyes on that person and could clearly see the shape of his mouth.
"Chi!"
A ray of green light shot out directly, instantly leaving a bloody hole between the man's eyebrows.
The green light flashed out and disappeared.
Even though it was dozens of miles away, the green light seemed to be very close at hand.
Killing a strong man in the dragon realm is like mowing grass!
Everyone was frightened again, and many more people backed away in fear.
Corpses littered the ground and blood flowed into rivers.
The casualties were heavy, not inferior to the previous battle to seize the source.
"Kill...kill!"
The bandits raised their magical weapons and shouted in trembling voices as they charged forward, their legs feeling a little weak.
They originally wanted to fight with the self-proclaimed Gu Aotian, but they would fight to the death and exhaust all the energy of Gu Aotian.
But now, waves of his own people have fallen, but Gu Aotian is still fierce and energetic, with unlimited energy!
Why do they think that Gu Aotian is consuming them in turn, trying to use up all their soldiers and generals to eliminate harm to the people of the Northern Territory in disguise!
"The heart...the scheming is so deep..."
One of the bandits thought in fear and deliberately tripped his left foot over his right foot and fell to the ground.
They would rather be trampled to death by their own people than have their skulls lifted to the sky by that bone-arrogant iron chain.
This wave of bandits who were not bewitched by words ran a little slowly, and someone took the lead. One by one, they tripped over each other and fell to the ground.
The scene is funny and sad.
As bandits, they also want to save face, but the opposite side is a god of murder. They, like little soldiers and crab generals, no longer dare to take the initiative to step forward.
Ye Qingfeng raised her lips and smiled. This was the effect she wanted, to kill to stop killing, to kill these people until they were frightened.
"Let's see who dares to come again!"
Ye Qingfeng shouted in a deep voice and scanned the entire ice field.
No one dared to answer, no one dared to come again.
In the small path palace realm, the treasures are heaven-defying, and even the great masters in the Immortal Terrace realm can be killed, who dares to come here.
Ye Qingfeng smiled coldly. Seeing that everyone did not dare to move any more, he took out a teleportation array in front of everyone.
"Buzz!"
The array was activated, and a curtain of light rose into the sky, reaching all the way to the nine heavens.
At this moment, there was a "rumbling" from the sky, and there was a sound of thunder, as if something giant was rolling across the sky, which made people feel uneasy.
"What kind of moth appears again?"
Ye Qingfeng frowned, and when he took a closer look, he saw that there were actually eighteen ancient chariots, crushing through the sky, rolling in with overwhelming momentum.
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