The first thousand and seventy-four chapters destroy all of you
In the sky above Doubao Pavilion, there was a terrifying aura permeating the air.
This time, Yang Wu brought seven or eight powerful men, all of whom were famous Half-Step Martial Emperors from the Temple of War.
As for the Yuantian League, the lineup is even more terrifying.
In addition to the first saint son of the Xiao family, the first saint son of the Ji family, Duan family, and even the Jiang family all came.
"Oh my god! I'm not dreaming! All of the most powerful saints of the Tianyuan Alliance are dispatched. This is something that has never happened before."
"These people have already reached half a step into the Martial Emperor Realm. Any one of them can easily crush Xiao Yi. This time, no more miracles will happen."
"It seems that the War Temple and Yuantian Alliance really want to eradicate Xiao Yi and do not allow any accidents to happen." Many warriors from all over the Dragon Realm exclaimed with disbelief on their faces.
"Hehe! Brother Yulong, your Yuantian Alliance is so generous! For this piece of shit, you actually dispatched so many saints. I, Kong Lin, am convinced!" In the Jade God Mountain Range, Kong Lin couldn't help but say something to the people on the side.
Xiao Yulong gave a thumbs up, with a playful expression on his lips.
"Be careful when sailing the Ten Thousand Years Ship. Although that scoundrel has been poisoned by the evil god and is equivalent to a useless person, in order to prevent accidents, it is better to be cautious." Xiao Yulong sneered.
"That's right, that bitch is already dead anyway. I really wanted to see how desperate he looked before he died, hahaha." Kong Lin laughed wantonly, his expression extremely cold.
In his opinion, even if Xiao Yi was not poisoned by the evil god, he would never be the opponent of so many saints.
Let alone now.
Therefore, it is impossible for any accident to happen today.
"I'm no longer interested in the life and death of that evil bastard. I just want to get the Golden Crow bloodline." Xiao Biyue's cold eyes were staring at the Wanling clone in the picture, wishing to take possession of his Golden Crow bloodline immediately.
She originally thought that she was the only one who got the blood of the God Emperor.
But I didn't expect that even Xiao Yi's accomplices had it.
This made her feel very uncomfortable.
If possible, she really wanted to appear in the imperial city immediately and kill the clones of all spirits.
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Whoosh.
At this time, in the sky above Doubao Pavilion, Feng Ting's body had already flown in front of Xiao Yi.
However, to everyone's surprise, he did not take action against Xiao Yi, but stood quietly beside him, like a guard.
"Huh? Feng Ting, what are you doing?" Yang Wu couldn't help being shocked, and an ominous premonition emerged in his heart.
"Shut up." Feng Ting suddenly shouted loudly.
"What?"
"Feng Ting, are you crazy? You dare to speak like this to Holy Son Yang Wu." The strong man in the Temple of War suddenly trembled, and his eyes were full of disbelief.
"There's something weird." Xiao Lian, the first holy son of the Xiao family, couldn't help but frown.
"Is it possible that he was controlled by that evil species? I heard that the ominous blood, when awakened to a certain extent, can control other people's souls." Beside Xiao Lian, a white-haired young man's pupils suddenly shrank.
He is the first holy son of the Jiang family, named Jiang Xuetian.
"How is this possible? Feng Ting's cultivation is only slightly weaker than ours. Even if the ominous blood of that evil breed is against the heavens, it is impossible to control him." Duan Shaoyang, the first holy son of the Duan family, said with an ugly expression.
"Whatever! There are so many of us, it's easy to crush him. He won't be able to change the world today." Ji Qingjian, the first holy son of the Ji family, flashed a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
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"Feng Ting, hurry up and suppress him." Yang Wu still didn't believe that Feng Ting was controlled by Xiao Yi, and yelled at him.
Sizzle.
The next moment, a demon god about twenty feet tall appeared behind Feng Ting, releasing white and silver lightning from his whole body, and his aura was extremely astonishing.
"It turns out that Feng Ting was joking! I'm just telling you! How could he be controlled by that guy?" A foreign talent said with a sigh of relief.
However, the next moment, the expression on his face froze.
Because, Feng Ting suddenly controlled the demon god and blasted a lightning beam dozens of feet long against the powerful man in the temple.
The power of this lightning was so terrifying that even the void was split into cracks.
"Not good." The expressions of the powerful men in the Temple of War changed drastically. They never expected that this scene would happen.
Even Yang Wu couldn't react for a while.
ah!
Piercing screams suddenly came from the mouths of two powerful men from the Temple of War.
They were unable to dodge and were struck by the lightning, and their bodies instantly turned into a ball of blood mist.
"Damn it, you damn bastard, I'm going to kill you." Feng Ting's consciousness was still awake. When he saw that he had killed two strong men from the Temple of War, he was so angry that he almost spurted out blood.
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"My God, even Feng Ting has become Xiao Yi's murder tool. This is so tragic."
"He is simply a devil from hell." The warriors who were watching were all frightened by the scene in front of them, and all of them felt chills running down their spines.
Didn't it mean that Xiao Yi was poisoned by the evil god?
But why can he still control the Holy Son of the Temple of War?
"Feng Ting, wake up quickly, don't let that scoundrel take advantage of you." Yang Wu's face was extremely gloomy, as if water was dripping from his face, and he wished he could eat Xiao Yi alive.
Today, in their War Temple, two saints have died here.
Therefore, he did not hope that Feng Ting would also die.
Otherwise, the loss would be too heavy for the War Temple.
"Bastard, do you think you can fight against us by controlling Feng Ting? Stop dreaming, any one of us can contain Feng Ting. By then, how will you die?" Xiao Lian had murderous intent surging in his body.
He moved out and said coldly to Xiao Yi.
"Let Feng Ting be released now, and we can keep your whole body. Otherwise, you will die in a miserable way." Jiang Xuetian said to Xiao Yi in a commanding tone.
"No need to talk nonsense to him. He can manipulate our people, and we can also kill his people. Today, no one related to him can escape." Ji Qingjian's expression was extremely indifferent, like a cold killing machine.
This made Xiao Yi's old friends feel horrified.
They were really worried that Xiao Yi was no match for this group of strong men.
By then, no one will be able to escape.
"Shut up, everyone. Are you the ones who died today?" At this moment, Xiao Yi suddenly let out a cold shout and grabbed Feng Ting in front of him with his right hand.
Hiss hiss.
In an instant, Feng Ting's bloodline form was swallowed up by Xiao Yi and disappeared without a trace.
Then, a white thunder light flew out of Xiao Yi's body and penetrated Feng Ting's body completely, killing him instantly.
"Everyone, come together, I will destroy you all." Xiao Yi's voice echoed in everyone's ears, extremely powerful and domineering.