The man was two feet tall, holding a huge Langya stick in his hand, pressing it down like a demon mountain, and it was twisted straight into the starry sky.

"I have reminded you, don't seek death..."

Jiang Xiaofan shook his head.

There was a gray demonic light flashing in his eyes, and Taixu Soul-Splitting Dao was ruthlessly sacrificed.

"ah!"

The tall monk who rushed forward was bounced away, his pupils were covered with blood, and he let out the most shrill scream.

There were hundreds of monks in this battlefield, and they were surprised and surprised when they looked at this scene. But soon, many people licked their chapped lips and rushed towards Jiang Xiaofan and the other two, killing them all over every space.

"Buzz!"

Chen Yifeng raised his hand and swept out a ray of light.

The dozen people who rushed forward were shocked and their faces suddenly turned pale.

"you?!"

These people looked at Chen Yifeng, and their eyes suddenly showed anger, and there was also a trace of unconcealed fear.

They were cut off 10% of their cultivation at the same time!

"cut!"

Qin Luo's voice sounded.

Countless lights of magical powers rushed out of his body, as if they were in a storm.

"Sharp!"

Finally, Jiang Xiaofan took action, and dozens of Sky-Splitting Spirit-Slaying Swords were slashed out, tearing apart a large area of ​​starry sky.

"puff!"

"puff!"

"puff!"

Blood fog exploded, dazzling and charming.

The dozens of people who rushed forward were all killed at this moment, and only the ancestral weapon was retained.

"Swish!"

Jiang Xiaofan reached out and grabbed more than a dozen ancestral tools, wiped off the mental mark and took them into his body.

Such a picture immediately shocked everyone.

"this……"

Many people's expressions changed, and no one dared to step forward again.

He killed more than ten ancient kings of the Three Qingshu in an instant, simple, straightforward, and neat, and shocked everyone.

The three of them looked plain and even occasionally communicated and walked slowly towards the fifth war zone. During this process, many monks wanted to take action, but after lifting the ancestral weapon in their hands, they finally put it away, and they really didn't dare to take risks.

Soon, the three of them reached the edge of the Fourth War Zone and were about to cross.

But at this moment...

"Dong!"

Jiang Xiaofan stopped, his Immortal War Body shook slightly, and his face suddenly changed.

In the mysterious small world inside the body, the silver divine copper the size of a palm trembled slightly and emerged independently. It floated like a sky lantern on Jiang Xiaofan's shoulder, with a faint colorful glow flowing, pointing to the dark galaxy not far away.
Chapter completed!