"What a violent method. The power of this punch has far exceeded the scope of the peak demon master, barely reaching the level of the demon sect. Even if you fight with the low-level demon sect, you can guarantee your immortality. When will this battlefield happen?
It’s quite interesting that such a character appears.”
This is a middle-aged man with extremely sharp eyes. In his eyes, there is an arrogant look like an eagle or a wolf.
Under him is a temple made of skulls.
At the top of the Jingguan, there is a throne of bones. The whole body is filled with light, reflecting seven colors of light.
There was a cold aura spreading around him, so vast that it seemed as if a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood could be seen looming in it, which was extremely terrifying.
He looked at Meng Xingyuan as if he was looking at a rising star, commenting casually without taking it to heart at all.
However, in an instant, his expression changed.
Because at this moment, Meng Xingyuan suddenly flew across the sky like a wild dragon, tearing open a three-hundred-foot blood path and directly pocketed the rare treasure [Blood Phoenix Tears] that he cared about very much!
"How brave." He suddenly stood up, his eyes like sharp swords and directly faced Meng Xingyuan, as if he was looking at a prey, "Dare you steal my king's things?"
He is watching a play.
Because [Blood Phoenix Tears] has already fallen into his hands, he doesn't have to worry.
The team that previously held the [Blood Phoenix Tears] belonged to him, but now they were killed by Meng Xingyuan, and the [Blood Phoenix Tears] were taken away...
King Yinglan's eyes were as cold as an eagle's, with fierce rays of light, like nine cold winters.
He looked sharply, snorted coldly, and the Bone Throne beneath him immediately exploded, destroying the Skull Temple together with it.
When he reappeared, he had already traveled hundreds of miles and was above Meng Xingyuan's head, taking action directly!
"Jira!"
His eyes were stern, and his claws were like thunder, tearing him off in the air.
Too quickly, Meng Xingyuan realized that the terrifying palm that was as sharp as an eagle's claws but could cover the sky was already approaching!
"Young boy who doesn't know how to live or die." King Yinglan's face was as cold as a knife and indifferent.
The look he looked at Meng Xingyuan was as if he were looking at a dead person, without any disturbance at all.
If he had any appreciation for him before, the moment Meng Xingyuan dared to snatch his Yinglan King's belongings, he declared his own death!
Who dares to snatch what belongs to him, King Yinglan?
The demon sect doesn’t even dare to live, so how can a mere peak demon master have the courage?!
Squeezing a peak demon master to death is no different from squeezing an ant to death.
King Yinglan took action directly, killing the chicken to scare the monkeys and frighten the little ones around him.
King Yinglan appeared so quickly that Meng Xingyuan had no time to react.
The moment he took action, Meng Xingyuan felt a shadow cast over his soul, which was the shadow of death!
"roar!!"
In the face of death, he exploded crazily, frantically squeezing out his own potential, bloodline, techniques, and skills. The three were combined into one. Mysteriously, he turned sideways in this ten thousandth of a breath, deflected his body, and escaped.
This fatal claw.
"Click!"
The sound of bones breaking was heard, Meng Xingyuan screamed, and with a huge force, he flew out.
"Peng!"
A large crater was opened on the ground. In the crater, Meng Xingyuan's armor was dyed red with blood, and it stained his hair like a waterfall.
After all, I couldn't escape the past completely.
In other words, being able to move half of his body laterally to avoid the claws of the death eagle was considered an extraordinary performance and he had accomplished something almost impossible.
Finally, one arm was grabbed by the eagle's claws, crushed, and twisted into a twist.
His left arm had completely lost consciousness at this time.
The plasma gushes out like a column, which is shocking and terrifying.
The pain came like a wave. At this time, the veins on his forehead were beating wildly. He felt that every nerve connected to his left arm was cramping and every cell was bursting.
The five fingers are connected to the heart, and now, not only his five fingers, but his entire arm has been twisted and exploded, the muscles are twisted, the muscles and bones are exploded, and even the bones are broken into dregs, and the entire arm is completely useless.
"High, high-level demon sect..." The veins on his forehead were beating wildly, and cold sweat broke out. He squatted in the pit and looked at the thin figure in the sky, "It can destroy my current body so easily, even with the body covering it.
If Wang Jia is crushed into pieces, he can only be a being at the level of the high-level demon sect."
His face was ferocious, and he was obviously in severe pain.
While he was horrified, he was glad that his right arm was not destroyed, because the right arm contained Taotie changes, which was directly related to his combat power.
"You're looking for death!" Looking up again, Meng Xingyuan's eyes were cold, and his whole person was vaguely crazy.
"You can actually escape?"
King Yinglan stands proudly in the sky. Behind him, there are two phantoms like eagle wings, supporting him to float steadily in the void.
He was a little surprised to see that Meng Xingyuan could actually survive from his hands.
Because even if it was just a casual claw, he only used 30% of his strength. However, the 30% of the strength of the High Demon Sect was enough to tear apart a thousand-foot hill, but it did not kill him.
Seeing that Meng Xingyuan was not dead, but actually dared to come and threaten him, King Yinglan narrowed his eyes and his face became even colder, "Little one, there is a certain level of life and death. Since you want to die so much, I will help you. Can you?"
Death in the hands of me, King Yinglan, is also considered your honor!"
"Bah!"
He whistled loudly, his voice was like a phoenix dancing in the sky, clear and loud, resounding through the sky.
During the fierce roar, countless fire winds spurted out from his mouth, like fierce solar winds, splitting the space and destroying everything.
The fire and wind are so vast that they spread throughout the world.
Under his head, there was a pile of demon cultivators who had been killed by Meng Xingyuan. Their corpses were laid out on top of one another. The fire and wind passed by, but they were instantly burned, including their flesh and blood.
"Li Neng!"
When the bloodline talent skill was activated, Meng Xingyuan's entire body seemed to be on fire, and he tried his best to activate his talent skill to offset the impact of this terrifying fire wind.
It's just that with the mere [Growth Stage] bloodline talent power, it is undoubtedly too wishful thinking to counteract the attack of a high-level demon sect.
He also didn't plan to dismember the Yinglan King's attack with just one [Li Neng].
Before King Yinglan took action, he had already used the talismans to lay down countless defenses around himself.
The fire wind hit him, and there was an immediate "rumbling" all around him, and countless steep rock walls appeared. The standing rocks were like knives, and the rock walls were like steel. They were all shining with the color of ink, exuding a majestic aura that was as immovable as a mountain, making people feel
I don't have the urge to hit it at all.
At the same time, behind Meng Xingyuan, another giant beast roared, but a Xuanwu beast representing powerful defensive power appeared.
As it neighed, it directly transformed into a pure and thick earth element, guarding Meng Xingyuan, forming a bright earthy yellow round shield, like a stone house, with no blind spots at 360 degrees.