The Shura blood sting burst out from the void, and eighty-one Shura blood stings surrounded by rich evil spirits.
These eighty-one Shura blood stings are all made of blood peaks. The evil energy contained in them is so vast that it is unimaginable that it gathers the evil energy of the Shura battlefield for hundreds of thousands of years and condenses it.
The Shura Blood Sprig burst out with a column of evil energy and poured into the wheel of the "Heavenly Realm", making the wheel more solid and its power gradually increase.
With the influx of evil energy, this stalemate state was broken in an instant. The golden big roll's body instantly cracked, and cracks spread rapidly like spider silk, and finally the golden big roll, a thousand feet tall, instantly collapsed.
, it turned into golden spots of light all over the sky, floating down and finally disappeared into the air.
"The golden body of Dapeng is the strongest defensive technique in my clan. How could you break it?" Jinpeng Langjun's two golden vertical pupils contracted like the tip of a needle, looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief.
"I said, I will repay that grudge from your palm with your life, Mr. Jinpeng!" A cold and stern voice sounded between heaven and earth.
Jin Peng Langjun stared at Zhuo Bufan's slightly crazy face, full of red blood. For the first time, he finally felt fear. The murderous aura emitted by Zhuo Bufan's body invaded like a substance, and the chill was shaking people's muscles and bones.
"Dare you dare to kill me? I am the Jinpeng clan awakened the genius of ancient bloodline. If you kill me, the Jinpeng clan will never let you go." Jinpeng Langjun said in a trembling voice.
Zhuo Bufan sneered: "Mr. Jinpeng, are you also afraid? If it were someone else, I wouldn't dare to offend you Jinpeng clan, but I'm not afraid..."
As Zhuo Bufan's voice fell, his palm pressed down from the void again, rumbling.
The scarlet "Heavenly Wheel" rotated rapidly again, and the mad pressure was imposed, locking the breath of Jin Peng Langjun, leaving him unavoidable.
A hint of horror appeared in the eyes of many people. In addition to being strong, Jin Peng Langjun's status also made everyone extremely afraid. Therefore, even the arrogant Er Scorpion dared not anger Jin Peng Langjun.
The Jinpeng clan is a strong man among the eight ancient clans, and it is rumored that Jinpeng Langjun has awakened his ancient bloodline. If anyone kills Jinpeng Langjun, it will definitely make the big names of the Jinpeng clan crazy.
Yan Jing and Yan Yu obviously understood this, and the two women's beautiful faces were pale and bloodless.
If Zhuo Bufan really killed Jin Peng Langjun, he might be killed at all costs and avenge Jin Peng Langjun.
"Mr. Zhuo, don't kill him!" Yan Jing widened his eyes, opened his mouth, and shouted softly.
Yan Jing knew very well that Zhuo Bufan had to kill Jin Peng Langjun, but because Jin Peng Langjun slapped him in the stone chamber.
"I want to kill Jinpeng Langjun has nothing to do with the Hanba clan. I said I want to kill him and I will never stop!" Zhuo Bufan said loudly, his voice spread throughout the sky to draw a clear line between him and the Hanba clan so as not to implicate the Hanba clan.
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The wheel of the "Heavenly Dao Realm" did not land quickly, but the surrounding space shattered after being subjected to the pressure of Taoism. The Langjun Jin Peng felt stiff all over. It was extremely difficult to even move a finger, and he could not avoid this powerful
One blow.
Jin Peng Langjun opened his eyes wide, and a chill rushed from his toes to the Tianling Cap, his whole body was like a drop in an ice cellar, and the coldness broke through his bones.
In the face of death, no matter how rebellious people are, they will feel the terror.
"No, you can't kill me!" Jin Peng Langjun widened his eyes, his eyes were so angry that he roared wildly, and blue veins burst out from his forehead and forehead, emitting golden light, and golden feathers grew on his body.
It showed its true nature, a golden roc.
The evil energy contained in the eighty-one Shura blood stings was poured in crazily, and the scarlet roulette was crushed like a bamboo shoot.
Suddenly, Zhuo Bufan's eyes changed, and he saw a space black hole appearing in the sky. A wide palm poked out of the void and came directly to the scarlet wheel. He grabbed the scarlet wheel with one palm, and squeezed it hard, completely turning the scarlet wheel.
The wheel burst into a scarlet mist all over the sky.
Seeing this, Mr. Jin Peng suddenly showed ecstasy in his eyes, "Old ancestor, save me!"
Zhuo Bufan's expression suddenly changed, and even the thousands of practitioners around him were looking up at the black hole that appeared in the sky. An indescribable but extremely awe-inspiring aura filled the world. That breath made people worship, surrender, and let them
People are afraid.
Qiu Fan and Bajiming looked at each other and both saw shock in each other's eyes.
"It's the breath of a saint..." Yan Jing's appearance was fading.
Unexpectedly, the Jinpeng clan's attention to Jinpeng Langjun reached this point, which actually attracted the head of Jinpeng to take action personally, traveling through the obstacles of time and space, and forcibly using the idea of a saint to save Jinpeng Langjun.
You should know that a strong man who has reached a saint has no desires or desires in his life and will basically not take action to control the grievances between the younger generations.
Moreover, the strongest person enters the ancient demon ruins of Nanqi, the more likely he is to be eroded by many demonic energy. What the saints care about most is the state of mind cultivation, and the demonic energy can easily have a subtle influence on the state of mind.
"Junior, I don't care about the grudge between Mr. Jinpeng and you, but he is from my Jinpeng clan, so you should stop." A vast voice echoed between heaven and earth, and the voice was filled with the strength and indifference of the superiors.
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Zhuo Bufan was covered in blood, looked quite embarrassed, his black hair was also scarlet, his eyes were covered with blood, and he stared at the space black hole that appeared in the sky and said, "Mr. Jin Peng wants to put me again and again
To death, if he had the strength to die today, I would be me, just because he is a member of the Jinpeng tribe, and with a saint like you, I cannot kill him?"
Zhuo Bufan clenched his fist. Because of using the "Six Paths of Reincarnation", the demonic air was suppressed more and more. Cracked in muscles and bones appeared, and his whole body was covered with hideous wounds. Suddenly, the smile on the corner of his mouth spread again, and his expression was cold.
Lie said, "But I insist on burying him today. Even the saints cannot stop me, let alone, this is just a wisp of your will and cannot protect him."
Hearing his words, the sky was silent.
The Saint is a powerful man at the peak of the universe, as powerful as the Star Alliance, but there are only three Saints.
The will of a saint is as great as a peak realm, not to mention that Zhuo Bufan is just the peak realm of the Realm King realm. The gap between the two is as huge as a grain of dust and bright moon.
No one expected that when the saint's will came, Zhuo Bufan would dare to say such words... Even Qiu Fan and others' faces turned pale.
"Old ancestor, kill this guy, he has the ancient spirit on his body..." Jin Peng Langjun said with a stern look: "Zhuo Bufan, you are indeed a strong man in the human race. If you want to blame, you blame you for offending me, and I
Behind you are the Jinpeng clan... This is fate. My Jinpeng Langjun will definitely become a saint in the future and will never die in your hands. No matter how hard you struggle, you will not change this fact."