sbdcsierra Chapter 825
Chapter 825
Chapter 825
The ripples of the two collisions swept away, and they were both quite tragic.
The breath in them suddenly faded.
It seems to be evenly matched.
However, at this time, in Yu Wencheng’s hands, an object appeared again, but a drop of silvery blood.
This drop of blood appeared, and a shadow exuding a monstrous killing aura appeared in the void.
Even if it’s just a phantom, it exudes an aura of contemplation.
A strong sacred breath burst out from heaven and earth.
Suddenly, in the square in front of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, an endless frenzy was set off, like the stormy waves in the depths of the sea, it was terrifying and terrifying.
This phantom is a true ancient god clan powerhouse.
Even if there are only five leaves on the eyebrows, they are genuine immortal gods and demons.
And at least it is the god and demon of the Seventh Floor of Immortal Building.
Even a tiny drop of ordinary blood has the power to crush the void and the world.
Apart from anything else, Yu Wencheng had already swallowed this drop of blood into his mouth.
In an instant, a monstrous vitality burst out from Yu Wencheng’s body, and the originally terrifying body of the little giant swelled again in an instant.
Even in the center of his eyebrows, illusory leaves appeared faintly.
In an instant on the 27th, his aura increased several times.
Yu Wencheng’s forehead was bruised and cruel.
The blood of the ancient gods is strong, and it will continue to expel the human blood in the martial artist.
In particular, it directly swallowed the blood of the ancient gods, and the breath of the ancient gods burst out in an instant, evaporating the blood of the human race to a high degree.
That feeling penetrates into the bone marrow like cramps and peeling skin.
Endless resentment, as well as the monstrous thought of killing suddenly burst out, forming a terrifying wave of air to crush everything.
At this time, Xiao Qi’s complexion was truly discolored, and a continuous chill was born in his heart.
Especially when the sharp spear in Yu Wencheng’s hand was stabbed again.
This spear light is a bit scary. Everything in the world seems to be sinking under the ravages of the spear light.
“I think of running in the sunset, that is my lost youth!”
A little memory flashed through Xiao Qi’s pupils.
In the face of Yu Wencheng’s cheating methods, Xiao Qi has no means to resist.
Seeing that spear light was continuously enlarged in the pupils, it was already exhausted.
Her heart became more and more peaceful, and everything in life flickered in her mind.
Suddenly, a faint smile crossed her face.
“My relationship with Qin Feng doesn’t seem to be that good, right? It seems a bit worthless to kill my own lives for a few of his children.”
Xiao Qi couldn’t help but complain.
I also recalled that the first time I talked with Qin Feng, the other side’s little sister had a bit of speechlessness on her face and was funny.
“Obviously it’s just a little brother, what kind of garlic!”
Xiao Qi blurted out and made his debut.
“What little brother? Little sister, you are fighting life and death now, it is always bad to lose your mind!”
At this moment, the familiar three words “Little Sister” sounded again, making Xiao Qi stunned.
“Some people say that when I am about to die, I will think of the closest person. It is him that appeared in my mind. Now, even the auditory hallucinations are his voice. Am I insane?”
Xiao Qi couldn’t help sinking into thought.
“Little sister, you have a lot of plays.”
Needless to say, it was Qin Feng who spoke at this time.
He stretched out his palm to hug Xiao Qi in his arms, standing in the deepest part of the storm vortex.
A golden light burst from his chest, revealing a supreme golden bell.
Countless mysterious god patterns appeared on the golden bell cover, allowing the surrounding storm to raging, but it was impossible to tear the golden bell cover.
And Xiao Qi didn’t realize that he was not dead at all until he was picked up.
Seeing the square figure in front of him, Xiao Qi was a little bit intoxicated.
But thinking of the words that have just been brain-dead, her face is a little blushing.
Of course, she also had a more objective understanding of Qin Feng’s strength.
Just the golden bell can burst out infinite power, how powerful is the invincible kendo that Qin Feng is really fond of?
“Golden Bell? So you are Qin Feng. No! Five-color god cow, I seem to have discovered a secret. In the mystery of the Ten Thousand Stele Forest, Ximen Fuxue who surrendered the five-color god cow should be you too! Interesting! Really interesting! Presumably this When the news goes out, it should have a good influence.”
Ximen Chuuxue ruined many dragon family warriors, it was just a small matter.
The preparatory god of the sacred mountain is a nest, riding a five-color sacred bull, the dignified Dapeng as a canary, and the Tengu clan as a mastiff.
Many sacred mountains and gods are regarded as the most delicious food.
Any one touches the true taboo of the mountain.
“It looks like I’m going to kill people too!”
Qin Feng’s smile was a bit cold.
“Killing and killing? Just resisting my random blow, when I am the king? It’s ridiculous!”
Yu Wencheng sneered.
The sharp spear shot towards Qin Feng.
Facing the scene of ruining the world, Qin Feng looked indifferent, like a fighter with great fearlessness.
The storm swept across the sky and obscured the sun.
Qin Feng only had a knife in his heart.
He believes in his own knife and is willing to put everything in his hands.
Knife out!
Silent!
It doesn’t have any brilliance, it’s very ordinary, and it doesn’t even have a sharp aura.
It is very unusual!
Because there is no sharp aura on its body.
After all, even a mouthful of the most common spirit weapon will radiate its own halo and sharp edge.
But the pig-killing knife in Qin Feng’s hand was like a piece of iron.
In other words, its ordinaryness is the greatest extraordinaryness.
Sure enough, it is really unusual.
The knife light passed through the violent storm, without a single stop. It’s as simple as piercing a layer of window paper.
With the sword light as the boundary, the world seems to be divided into two parts.
This is a strange feeling, the light of the sword is like a mirror, and the separated worlds are symmetrical to each other.
It looks very beautiful, but in Yu Wencheng’s heart, there is a strange awkwardness.
For a time, even his heart became messy.
Suddenly, an unimaginable panic made his face look ugly. Even gave birth to an illusion.
If he does not evade, he is likely to be shattered by the knife light in front of him.
At this moment, some legends about Qin Feng flashed through his mind.
Shenshan prepares the gods, the Taibai Jianzong and other saints of Zhenyangmen, and the Long Family Professional Association and other organizations that have been slapped in the face.
Coupled with the seemingly ordinary horror of a knife in front of him, Yu Wencheng gave birth to a retreating heart.
“As long as the news that Ximen Chuuxue and Qin Feng are alone is spread out, and some people take his life, I don’t have to fight for life and death at all!”
It can be regarded as an excuse to back down. On Yu Wencheng’s body, mysterious lines suddenly rose up, criss-crossing each other, forming a magic circle.
Apart from anything else, he has already set foot in the circle. .