Yan Feng, his eyebrows and eyes were frowning tightly.81 Chinese website

I originally thought that this saint was much weaker than the past... but even if it was weaker than before, it was still so powerful!

It's not something that these people can handle.

The sword he just now was enough to kill the fourth level of the holy realm, but he couldn't even hurt him.

"Tell me, Ji Xuanyuan...where is!"

His throat was locked, Yan Feng looked at the Buhua Sheng in front of him, wondering why he asked him about Ji Xuanyuan's whereabouts.

Ji Xuanyuan is an ancient emperor and one of the ancient gods. These ancient gods have long disappeared from the three realms. God knows where they have gone!

You ask me, whom I ask?!

The hand of the saint who did not transform into a slight twist, and blood flowed down Yan Feng's mouth in an instant.

If this continues... I will be killed by him sooner or later!

Yan Feng's eyes were tightly fixed, thinking about how to get out!

At this moment, Zhi Mo, who was still maintaining the killing realm on the water surface, looked at Yan Feng, whose throat was locked by the Buhua Saint, his face changed drastically at this moment, and he was about to untie his own seal.

Suddenly, a bloody color covering the world appeared, and a roar shook!

"Don't hurt my lord!"

A blood light rushed straight to the Buhua Saint in an instant, and it was so fast that it was shocking.

Buhua Sheng tilted his head slightly, snorted coldly, and raised his other hand in an instant.

boom!

A powerful wave of air started to rise, and a figure appeared in the blood light, with pupils like blood cat's eyes, and the left face was covered with endless scars.

Uncle Wei Xiu!

And his punch actually shocked the Buhua Sheng, and the hand that grabbed Yan Feng suddenly relaxed.

Yan Feng seized this opportunity, and at this moment, his figure retreated in an instant!

"Change!"

At the same time, the scattered ten thousand golden armored heavenly soldiers once again aroused the battle formation, and the war general Yan Feng reappeared again!

Bang!

At this moment, Wuhuasheng's punch directly knocked the uncle's guard to fly away.

With the same breath, three sensations that shocked the wind and clouds emerged between the world!

The dragon roared and shook the entire water, and the water rose in an overwhelming wave of sea. A giant dragon with blue water came out of the roar of water. Before the dragon's four claws, there was another claw, which was golden!

This huge dragon...Ao Yun's true body!

The giant dragon, with the surging sound of the dragon roar, rushed towards the Buhua Saint!

At the same time, from above the sky, two loud birds singing through the sky sounded!

Two huge birds, one thousand feet tall, one green and one red! They are all wrapped in fire!

Ancient divine bird, blue phoenix and fire phoenix!

And Nezha's figure was on the back of this green phoenix bird! He killed a green and red spear in his hand!

These two birds are Nezha’s patron saint birds!

"The Great Thousand Sword Formation!"

There was also a loud shout echoing. Lu Dongbin's figure stood on the water surface, his clothes floating, his hands against the sword body, and countless blue sword energy were surrounded by them. With the center of the saint, countless blue virtual swords appeared in an instant, arranged into a huge Bagua shape.

"kill!"

In an instant, all the three of them used the strongest attack in their lives, and they all fell into the body of the Untransformed Saint in this instant!

The void... began to collapse!

The place where the sanctuary is not transformed, and the naked eye can no longer see clearly what is inside. The void is twisted to the extreme under these three attacks!

Silent...

One breath

Two breaths

The third breath...!

boom!

A sound that shook the waters of thousands of miles rose into the sky!

I heard a shrill dragon roar, bang! The dragon blood spilled throughout the world, and the water surface seemed to explode!

Similarly, above the sky, two giant birds, one green and one red, also fell to the water with a whine and burst into the water!

The Great Thousand Sword Formation, at this moment...the rings collapsed.

Standing on the water, Lu Dongbin suddenly fell to one knee at the moment when the sword formation collapsed, and his Great Thousand Sword Formation was completely destroyed!

A figure will not transform into a saint! It will fly in chaos!

It appeared in the twisted center of the void, and there was a look of anger in my eyes at this moment!

There was a thread floating in front of him, and this was his...

On the left cheek, there was a sword mark, and blood slowly penetrated out of it!

The three attacks just now came closer to him!

On the water surface, Nezha and the other two were supporting each other and standing on the water surface. Looking at the untransformed saint, they all felt unwilling in their eyes.

Those three moves just now were the strongest attacks of the three.

And this strongest power actually... just left a scar on the face of the saint.

And the warrior Yan Feng, in front of him, Shu Wei Xiu and Zhi Mo appeared at the same time!

Chi Qian hurried to the place where Nezha and the other two were and began to heal their injuries.

Zhi Mo glanced at Uncle Wei Xiu who was standing side by side with him and said nothing. Since this person had rescued Yan Feng before, he was on his side.

Yan Feng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief when he watched Uncle Wei Xiu appear.

Shu Weixiu turned around and bowed and saluted: "Shu Weixiu, pay homage to the Lord!"

"Uncle Weixiu, where is Luo Ze?"

Yan Feng asked in a voice, since Uncle Wei Xiu is fine... and it seems that he should have completely refined the blood bead, otherwise his cultivation level would not have reached this level, and he could forcefully take the punch of the Saint Not Transformation.

If Yan Feng was right, Shu Wei Xiu at this moment might have turned into a real general!

Otherwise, those eyes would not be like this now.

Uncle Wei Xiu sent a voice from his mouth, which fell into Yan Feng's ears, but it made Yan Feng... suddenly condense!

"No wonder he would strip his cultivation!"

The general Yan Feng stared at the untransformed Saint in the twisted void, his eyebrows were tightened, and a crazy thought was born in his mind.

He turned his head and looked at Nezha and the others. At this moment, he was all cross-legged and healing his injuries. Chi Qian and his one person were treating the three people, which was obviously extremely difficult.

At least in a short period of time, Nezha and the other two no longer have the power to fight!

Yan Feng was thinking about what Uncle Wei Xiu said to him just now.

According to what Shu Wei Xiu said to himself, this saint who does not transform into a saint has tried his best to refine Luo Ze into a skeleton, just to change his body...

After all, his body was sealed for too long, and the heavy damage he suffered in ancient times was almost exhausted.

And if Luo Ze becomes a boneless bone... then this Saint of No Transformation will seize the holy body it condenses. At that time, not only will Luo Ze die, but the power of this Saint of No Transformation will be stronger than now!

Even if you just seized the holy body, you can't exert all your power... but at least, it's much stronger than it is now!

The only way...is to kill Luo Ze's boneless bones before it condenses!

This is Yan Feng’s only thought and the only way in his mind at this moment.

If you don’t transform into a saint and never die...then you will die, they, everyone!

"Shuwei Xiu, Zhi Mo."

The general Yan Feng stepped out in one step and blocked Shuwei Xiu and Zhi Mo.

"You two retreat!"

There was a hint of determination in Yan Feng's eyes!

"Dear soldiers, are you willing to lend me the power to help me and kill this person?!"

Yan Feng's words echoed in his body and echoed in the ears of the ten thousand golden armored heavenly soldiers.

"We are willing!"

"We are willing!"

"good…!

The general Yan Feng held his hand suddenly!

"open!"

With a loud roar, a golden light shone on his body in an instant. The breath of the warrior Yan Feng broke through the third level of the holy realm at this moment, and reached the fourth level of the holy realm in an instant!

As the formation eye land reached the fourth level of the holy realm, a powerful load power surged, and the corners of Yan Feng's mouth fell in an instant!

The battle formation condensed by the ten thousand golden armored heaven realm is the sixth level of the holy realm!
Chapter completed!