Chapter 1006
"You, this, yes, find, die!" Tianying Xingjun's handsome face was completely distorted and became ferocious and terrifying, even ignoring the golden blood flowing on her forehead. She said word by word, her voice was cold, her body was floating in the air, and the wind from all directions was rushing towards her, forming a long wind spear in front of her!
Feng Yimo holds the moon worship seal in his big hand, and his expression is dignified. Although the other side is a long wind spear, he fully feels the great crisis, which is unprecedented, far more than the whip used by Tianying Xingjun before.
He has practiced the nine Tiangang wind Jue of the wind system, and has some knowledge of the wind system. He knows that the immortal skill of Tianying Xingjun is the acme of the wind system's supernatural power, which can make the weak wind become a lethal weapon beyond the ordinary immortal weapon!
Feng Yimo didn't dare to attack him. His feet were wrong, so he had to use his feet to keep away from danger. However, he found that he couldn't move. He was imprisoned by the way of wind in all directions. His feet sank into the ground unconsciously, and he became the target of the wind spear!
Damn, if there is immortal power, at least one can fight. Now, the spirit sea is empty, without any immortal power. It's too late to absorb immortal crystal. What should we do?
"Ha ha, boy, it's time for you to go on the road!" Tianying Xingjun laughs with a faint smile. Just now, Zhihai has been torn and hurt inexplicably. This is something she hasn't experienced for tens of thousands of years since she became Xingjun. If the other party is an immortal who is higher than herself, or even an immortal of the same level, she can understand it. But the one who hurt her is a little monk in the middle of the robbery. How can she swallow this evil breath? Now she would like to wind Yi Mo frustrated, skin cramped, hand a lift, wind spear on the air, straight to the wind Yi Mo has been trapped in the ground stabbed in the past.
Feng Yimo's forehead is sweating and struggling. His scales are rising, but he still can't get rid of the shackles of the wind. Seeing the wind spear coming, his heart is filled with despair. Is it really going to fall this time?
No, I'm not reconciled!!
Feng Yimo's eyes began to turn red, and the killing line in his left eye shot out, and the spear fell down against the wind.
The killing line is derived from the extreme of killing. Although Feng Yi ink is rarely used, it has a surprising effect every time. But this time, the killing line falls on the wind spear, and is stabbed into several sections by the wind spear, and dissipates in the air.
Feng Yimo thought of the chaotic breath in the Xumi bracelet. The divine consciousness rolled, and the chaotic breath poured into the seal. The seal immediately sent out a strange breath, and then a gray layer of cloud came out from the seal. The side engraved with the four characters of "Baiyue Dadi" suddenly turned up, "Baiyue", "Dadi" and "Baiyue" As if alive, it emerged from the seal, soared into the air, rearranged, and became four vague words - "the great emperor worships the moon.".
However, without waiting for the four words of "the great emperor worships the moon" to be perfect and mellow, Feng spear and his feet in front of Feng Yimo's body make him clearly feel that the piercing wind has torn the scales on his body, and the flesh and blood are blurred, which makes Feng Yimo sigh in despair. It's still a step late.
Just when Feng Yimo gave up completely, Yinglong, who had been hiding in Xumi's bracelet, suddenly appeared in front of him. His resolute eyes revealed that he was determined to turn into a fire dragon and rushed to fengspear without hesitation!
"No!" Feng Yi Mo doesn't know Ying Long's plan. It wants to fight for time with its own body. With a click, the wind spear directly penetrates Ying Long's body, but it's still caught by Ying Long's body. It can't get out for a moment!
Even the lowest level of the dragon, the body of Yinglong is also very strong. Moreover, at this time, Yinglong burns the source and multiplies its strength. "Master, I'm glad to meet you. Don't forget me! Ha ha
Listening to Ying Long's weak voice, Feng Yimo roars, his hair stands up one by one, his eyes are red, his pupils disappear, and only his red eyes are left. The chaotic atmosphere crazily penetrates into the seal of the great emperor worshiping the moon along his arm. Almost instantly, the rearranged four words of "the great emperor worshiping the moon" become mellow, and become more than ten feet in size. Starting from the "big" word, they soar Spear to the wind!
Bang!!
Ying Long only insisted on the five breath time, but it was blown to pieces and spattered with blood by the wind spear. However, it was just this short precious five breath time that the word "big" fell on the wind spear. With the sound of the earth shaking, the word "big" collapsed, but the sharp spear head of the wind spear was also broken by the word "big". Before the wind spear continued, the second word "emperor" became a void The shadow is fifty feet high, with a high crown and a boa robe. It exudes endless prestige, just like an emperor who looks down on the world. With a light palm, the whole wind spear blows open and becomes nothingness!
In the distance, Tianying Xingjun was stunned. Before she woke up, the word "worship" was blasted on her. She was immediately blasted to the sky. Her golden blood poured out and her seven orifices bled. A armor with cracks appeared on her body. Without this armor, she would have died long ago.
However, the word "worship" just broke up, the best word "month" sent out a dazzling silver glow, turned into a curved moon, silver moon, such as hook, across the vast space, with a silver awn, cut down on the body of Tianying Xingjun!Bang!!
The cracked armor was finally unable to resist the silver moon and fell apart. Then, a silver thread appeared on Tianying Xingjun's forehead, down his throat, chest, waist and abdomen, and finally evolved into countless silver awns. From the burst of the silver thread, a good man was divided into two parts, and the two corpses turned into nothingness in the silver awn!
Poop!
The wind Yi Mo kneels on the ground, all over take off force, even a finger don't want to move.
The whole process was like lightning. Everyone was shocked. No one thought that Feng Yimo, a monk in the middle of the robbery, could kill an immortal or a real immortal with his own strength. This, this is impossible!
Tianji Xingjun and Tianxian Xingjun didn't expect that Tianying Xingjun would die. Until Tianying Xingjun's body was melted, they reacted and were shocked.
A celestial fire spirit entangled them, making them unable to separate themselves. They also expected Tianying Xingjun to get rid of those ants and come up to help. How could the situation suddenly turn around, especially Tianji Xingjun, who was about to go crazy. He was the person in charge and brought them with him. One of them died before the task was finished. How can we explain when we go back?
"Good, good!" The voice of venom squeezed out from his throat, and Tianji Xingjun burst into a real fire, "all of you will be buried with her!"
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Feng Yimo holds the moon worship seal in his big hand, and his expression is dignified. Although the other side is a long wind spear, he fully feels the great crisis, which is unprecedented, far more than the whip used by Tianying Xingjun before.
He has practiced the nine Tiangang wind Jue of the wind system, and has some knowledge of the wind system. He knows that the immortal skill of Tianying Xingjun is the acme of the wind system's supernatural power, which can make the weak wind become a lethal weapon beyond the ordinary immortal weapon!
Feng Yimo didn't dare to attack him. His feet were wrong, so he had to use his feet to keep away from danger. However, he found that he couldn't move. He was imprisoned by the way of wind in all directions. His feet sank into the ground unconsciously, and he became the target of the wind spear!
Damn, if there is immortal power, at least one can fight. Now, the spirit sea is empty, without any immortal power. It's too late to absorb immortal crystal. What should we do?
"Ha ha, boy, it's time for you to go on the road!" Tianying Xingjun laughs with a faint smile. Just now, Zhihai has been torn and hurt inexplicably. This is something she hasn't experienced for tens of thousands of years since she became Xingjun. If the other party is an immortal who is higher than herself, or even an immortal of the same level, she can understand it. But the one who hurt her is a little monk in the middle of the robbery. How can she swallow this evil breath? Now she would like to wind Yi Mo frustrated, skin cramped, hand a lift, wind spear on the air, straight to the wind Yi Mo has been trapped in the ground stabbed in the past.
Feng Yimo's forehead is sweating and struggling. His scales are rising, but he still can't get rid of the shackles of the wind. Seeing the wind spear coming, his heart is filled with despair. Is it really going to fall this time?
No, I'm not reconciled!!
Feng Yimo's eyes began to turn red, and the killing line in his left eye shot out, and the spear fell down against the wind.
The killing line is derived from the extreme of killing. Although Feng Yi ink is rarely used, it has a surprising effect every time. But this time, the killing line falls on the wind spear, and is stabbed into several sections by the wind spear, and dissipates in the air.
Feng Yimo thought of the chaotic breath in the Xumi bracelet. The divine consciousness rolled, and the chaotic breath poured into the seal. The seal immediately sent out a strange breath, and then a gray layer of cloud came out from the seal. The side engraved with the four characters of "Baiyue Dadi" suddenly turned up, "Baiyue", "Dadi" and "Baiyue" As if alive, it emerged from the seal, soared into the air, rearranged, and became four vague words - "the great emperor worships the moon.".
However, without waiting for the four words of "the great emperor worships the moon" to be perfect and mellow, Feng spear and his feet in front of Feng Yimo's body make him clearly feel that the piercing wind has torn the scales on his body, and the flesh and blood are blurred, which makes Feng Yimo sigh in despair. It's still a step late.
Just when Feng Yimo gave up completely, Yinglong, who had been hiding in Xumi's bracelet, suddenly appeared in front of him. His resolute eyes revealed that he was determined to turn into a fire dragon and rushed to fengspear without hesitation!
"No!" Feng Yi Mo doesn't know Ying Long's plan. It wants to fight for time with its own body. With a click, the wind spear directly penetrates Ying Long's body, but it's still caught by Ying Long's body. It can't get out for a moment!
Even the lowest level of the dragon, the body of Yinglong is also very strong. Moreover, at this time, Yinglong burns the source and multiplies its strength. "Master, I'm glad to meet you. Don't forget me! Ha ha
Listening to Ying Long's weak voice, Feng Yimo roars, his hair stands up one by one, his eyes are red, his pupils disappear, and only his red eyes are left. The chaotic atmosphere crazily penetrates into the seal of the great emperor worshiping the moon along his arm. Almost instantly, the rearranged four words of "the great emperor worshiping the moon" become mellow, and become more than ten feet in size. Starting from the "big" word, they soar Spear to the wind!
Bang!!
Ying Long only insisted on the five breath time, but it was blown to pieces and spattered with blood by the wind spear. However, it was just this short precious five breath time that the word "big" fell on the wind spear. With the sound of the earth shaking, the word "big" collapsed, but the sharp spear head of the wind spear was also broken by the word "big". Before the wind spear continued, the second word "emperor" became a void The shadow is fifty feet high, with a high crown and a boa robe. It exudes endless prestige, just like an emperor who looks down on the world. With a light palm, the whole wind spear blows open and becomes nothingness!
In the distance, Tianying Xingjun was stunned. Before she woke up, the word "worship" was blasted on her. She was immediately blasted to the sky. Her golden blood poured out and her seven orifices bled. A armor with cracks appeared on her body. Without this armor, she would have died long ago.
However, the word "worship" just broke up, the best word "month" sent out a dazzling silver glow, turned into a curved moon, silver moon, such as hook, across the vast space, with a silver awn, cut down on the body of Tianying Xingjun!Bang!!
The cracked armor was finally unable to resist the silver moon and fell apart. Then, a silver thread appeared on Tianying Xingjun's forehead, down his throat, chest, waist and abdomen, and finally evolved into countless silver awns. From the burst of the silver thread, a good man was divided into two parts, and the two corpses turned into nothingness in the silver awn!
Poop!
The wind Yi Mo kneels on the ground, all over take off force, even a finger don't want to move.
The whole process was like lightning. Everyone was shocked. No one thought that Feng Yimo, a monk in the middle of the robbery, could kill an immortal or a real immortal with his own strength. This, this is impossible!
Tianji Xingjun and Tianxian Xingjun didn't expect that Tianying Xingjun would die. Until Tianying Xingjun's body was melted, they reacted and were shocked.
A celestial fire spirit entangled them, making them unable to separate themselves. They also expected Tianying Xingjun to get rid of those ants and come up to help. How could the situation suddenly turn around, especially Tianji Xingjun, who was about to go crazy. He was the person in charge and brought them with him. One of them died before the task was finished. How can we explain when we go back?
"Good, good!" The voice of venom squeezed out from his throat, and Tianji Xingjun burst into a real fire, "all of you will be buried with her!"
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