kill!

In the sea area of ​​​​Shangyang Island, the shouts of killing shook the sky.

Zhao Yun was killing like crazy, and the hostile forces who came to celebrate his birthday were also extremely ferocious. They were all well-cultivated, and their identities were not simple. The main reason was that they were huge in number, and their figures were like a blur. The attacks of secret arts and mystical techniques were also overwhelming.

The vast sky was hit with bursts of thunder.

Just here, a large number of strong men came to kill.

Looking in all directions, there are waves rolling, all filled with murderous intent. Some are hostile forces, and some are non-hostile forces. Some are using flying talismans, some are driving warships, or are driving their own flying mounts. If they don't kill Zhao Yun, it won't count.

The complete posture is not a war, but there is a war lineup.

"Die!"

Among the shouts of death, one howl was the loudest.

Naishangyang recalled his Tianshang Sword, and with a ferocious face, he attacked Zhao Yun from behind. This sword was devastating and had the power of annihilation. Before it could hit Zhao Yun, a strong man was already suffering, and he could not withstand the power of the fairy sword.

Powerful, the sword energy flew away one after another, causing blood and bones to fly everywhere.

puff!

Zhao Yun was bleeding, and golden blood suddenly appeared.

After being struck by Shangyang's sword, he was struck by a burst of black and yellow energy.

Shangyang Zhenren also shed blood and was almost chopped alive by Xuanhuang Sword Qi.

At this moment, attacks from all directions came one after another, and the killing skills were unleashed. The light of the sword, the light of the sword, the prints of the palms, the shadow of the fist... were overwhelming, like a huge wave, drowning Zhao Yun's bloody body.

Boom! Bang!

The attacks were too many and too powerful, causing lightning and thunder in the void.

The blood burst out, but it was not Zhao Yun's blood, but the elder Gongsun's family. He was killed on the spot. It was Zhao Yun who performed the magic of Shifting Heaven and Earth. The moment before he was hit, he switched places with the elder. He was killed until he was crazy.

, it is true that he does not recognize his relatives, but it does not mean that he does not have a fighting spirit.

If the heavens and the earth were changed, it was his subconscious mind.

"Dead?"

The powerful men from all directions froze for a moment and looked with all their eyes.

What responded to them was a sword light coming from the void.

It's Zhao Yun's sword flying fairy. The golden sword lights are clanging and piercing like sword rain. Each sword light is so sharp that the air piercing explodes with fire. The picture is extremely gorgeous.

After the beauty, there are bloody flowers.

Ling Tian's sword rain was like a world-destroying hand. A sword rain was like a large piece of blood. In just a few seconds, countless strong men were killed, chopped alive, or pierced by a sword.

"The method of group attack is actually so powerful."

The hearts of those watching were frightened. From the outside, we could see the overall situation. Not to mention the Ksitigarbha realm, many Quantian were killed by a sword. That move of flying the sword to fly the immortal was indeed not an ordinary domineering move.

It’s right to think about it.

Although the current Holy Son of Tianzong is seriously injured, he is at the peak of his combat power. He has turned on the blond state and turned on the Kirin transformation of the Kirin body form. Even Shangyang is not his opponent, let alone the little minions. His group

As for the ultimate attack, every ray of sword light has the annihilating power of a single attack.

ah...!

The screams in the void became one again.

Wherever the sword-wielding flying immortal passed by, there was blood everywhere.

The vast sky was also stained with blood.

Looking from below, the sky looks like it has been washed with blood.

But the battle was not over yet. Zhao Yun, who had gone crazy, rushed into the crowd again, holding the Longyuan Sword of several dozen feet, slashing and slashing all the way. He was really a crazed god of murder.

No matter where he cuts, no one can withstand his attack except the Quasi-Heaven Realm with strong foundation.

"If we continue like this, we will die from exhaustion sooner or later." The strong man from Qianqiu City took a deep breath.

"The potential of the heaven-defying bloodline is endless." Ghost-faced Yama said earnestly.

All the powerful men squinted after hearing this for a while. The ancestor of Cangqiong went to steal something. Why don't you put up such pretense?

"What I said is true."

Ghost-faced Yama stroked his beard and spoke seriously.

That’s right! The strong people didn’t have any objections, especially those of special blood, who felt the deepest feelings.

Bloodline is a good thing, it has combat power bonus, and most likely has talent inheritance.

The bloodline of the heaven-defying level is even more domineering. Under desperate circumstances, it may really be able to inspire transformation.

"What's wrong with him?" Yan Ruyu whispered, looking at Mo Zi, and the "him" in her mouth naturally refers to Zhao Yun. Today is very abnormal. In her opinion, it is probably not as simple as asking Shangyang to settle matters.

"Long Fei is dead." Mozi didn't hide it.

"Dead...dead?" Yan Ruyu opened her mouth slightly, and her face turned pale for a moment.

This answer was something she didn't expect.

Although Mozi didn't elaborate, she could guess a thing or two that Long Fei's death must be related to the Southern Territory. Otherwise, Zhao Yun wouldn't be so crazy, just like the scene when Chu Wushuang died that night.

"Little Devil, come here."

Mozi suddenly heard a call beside his ears, which was the voice of the sky.

He took one last look at the void, turned around and left, heading straight to the depths of Shangyang Island.

Perhaps the battle was so intense that even the strong men from Shangyang went to besiege Zhao Yun. There was no one guarding many places on the island. Even if there were people, they were mostly small shrimps. He easily avoided them all the way.

When he arrived in front of an underground palace, he saw the sky.

Today's ancestor seems to be in a bit of a mess, with black smoke coming out from all over his body and his hair in curls. It looks like he has been struck by lightning. He is holding on to the wall and coughing up blood.

Indeed, the sky was struck by lightning.

To be precise, he suffered a kind of restriction, a kind of restriction in the form of thunder.

"Ancestor." Mo Zi hurriedly stepped forward.

"Open this door." Cangqiong howled without any nonsense, and pointed at the door of the underground palace. It was a stone door with secret patterns flowing on it, and a series of looming forbidden engravings on both sides.

Mozi opened his magic wheel eyes, aimed at the stone door and opened the magic wheel blood sacrifice.

The dark flames ignited instantly.

The stone door buzzed violently, and the secret patterns carved on it were burned out by the flames one after another.

"It's right to come to you."

Qing Qiong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and came up again.

Shangyang Laogou is very courageous, and what he has set up here is a spatial restriction.

In this way, only the method of space will work.

Mako's Demonic Wheel Blood Sacrifice is a forbidden method involving space.

The secret pattern was broken, and the defense of Shimen plummeted.

Cang Qiong was quite powerful and kicked out a big hole in the stone door.

People! You can’t be too awesome, otherwise you will be struck by lightning wherever you go.

For example, this person was knocked over by a bolt of lightning shot from the underground palace before he even entered the underground palace.

Mako looked at Qian Ke. He stood far away and was not affected.

Shangyang should be quite proficient in formations. He not only carved restrictions on the outside, but also dug many pits in the underground palace.

What a coincidence, the ancestor stepped on it.

"It's really yours."

The sky cursed secretly, and rushed in like a startling tiger.

Mako glanced in all directions, and then cautiously followed in.

As soon as they saw it, there were rows of bookshelves. The bookshelves were filled with ancient books and treasures. Picking out any one at random was a rare treasure, shining with all kinds of luster. It made the two of them look like stars. Who knows?

How much wealth has Shangyang Lao Gou amassed? He is truly a rich man.

"What are you doing in a daze? Take it!" Cang Qiong cursed.

Mozi walked past Shen'er and picked up a stack of storage talismans, transforming into many clones.

Cang Qiong was not idle either, carrying a black stick, walking around the underground palace, looking here and knocking, looking for the dark room of the underground palace. The last iron box was definitely hidden in the dark room.

Boom! Bang!

The underground palace is quiet, but the outside world is still very hot.

There was no thunder or rain today, but the rumble echoed through the sky.
To be continued...