Chapter 1225: Northern Territory Changing Sky

Dragon Tiger Pavilion's powerful expression froze, his eyes widened.

Yeling's claws easily pierced his skull and pierced his Yuanshen.

A fit power, fell on the spot!

You must know that when you practice to the united state, you become a powerful party. Unless it is exhausted, it will be extremely difficult to fall.

Because the power of combined power is boundless, and it can even be reborn with a broken arm!

Even if one's limbs are severed, it is just a loss of qi and blood, and it can quickly grow back. These methods are truly extraordinary.

But Ye Ling took a decisive decision with no extra action at all.

Looking at this scene, Qun Xiu was shocked!

This is the power of fit!

On the continent, Mahayana ancestors could not escape the world, and the combined power almost stood at the pinnacle of the cultivation world, and could be the world.

But now, a fit power just fell in front of Qun Xiu.

The whole process is just three or two breaths.

The power of Dragon Tiger Pavilion and Su Zimo's heavenly magic body were defeated, and then they were directly attacked and killed by Yeling, which did not give him a second shot at all!

On the side of Longhu Pavilion, a fit power fell, and the situation instantly reversed.

Monkeys, Nianqi, Taoyan and others were energized.

But Feiming Daojun and others were shocked and resigned.

Desolate stepped into the realm of law, Shou Yuan reached 10,000 years, which is tantamount to a strong act to continue for 5,000 years Shou Yuan.

Originally, the deserted Wu was nearly 5,000 years old and was already dying.

And now, for Wan Wu Shouyuan's barbarity, it is at its peak!

At the peak of the desolate martial arts, even the strength of the Dragon Tiger Pavilion was difficult to beat its sharp edge. Who are these opponents of the law!

"escape!"

Some Faxiang Daojun responded very quickly, and ran towards the distance as soon as possible, trying to escape.

It is just too late to escape!

Bang!

Heaven magic body broke into the crowd, the huge body ran into the crowd, no one can shake it!

Some Fa Xiang Daojun was too late to dodge, but was actually torn apart by the magic of life, with no bones!

call!

Sky magic body waved the palm of enchantment, in the palm of the palm, a huge vortex condensed, directly dragged all five or six Faxiang Daojun!

The bodies of these philosophers were dragged into the black vortex, disappeared without a trace, and were thoroughly refined into a strong essence by the magical energy!

The magical body of God receives this huge supply of fine elements, and the light in the magic pupil is more prosperous!

Tian Magic stepped forward, stepped on the huge soles, and smashed the five heavens and the earth on the ground, shivering!

The world of heaven and earth condensed on the side of Longhu Pavilion is no more than six feet.

In front of Hachijo's heavenly magic body, it was completely vulnerable!

The huge sickle cut through the void, making a whining sound, like the sound of urgency, captivating.

The cold, dark light flashed.

Puff puff!

Three big skulls flew up, and in the air, blood was flowing like a stream!

The heads of the three philosophers are still flying in the air, and the dark magic has already invaded their sea of ​​knowledge and instantly hanged the gods!

The lives of these Faxiang Daojun are just like grass and mustard, which are constantly harvested by the dark sickle.

No one can escape!

Every figure kept falling from the air.

Blood was permeated and the earth was red!

Even the whole sky was covered with blood!

Monks from the Ghost Sect, the Seven Killing Sect, the Blood Mist View, the Yuwen Family, and many other sectarian powers, staring at this shocking scene, stunned and horrified!

In Qun Xiu's mind, there was a vague awareness of one thing.

Northern Territory, it's changed!

"Hurry up, tell Zongmen!"

Heigao Daojun calmed down and said quickly: "The situation has changed, the deserted martial arts entered the realm of law, one of the dragon and tiger courts died, and more than a hundred Daojuns died!"

The other monks of the Zongmen sects such as the Seven Killing Sect and the Blood Mist View all reacted, and quickly took out the summoning crane from the storage bag.

At this moment, Qun Xiu suddenly felt a throbbing sensation, only that the scalp was numb and cold all over the body!

I saw that not far away, in the blood pool on the battlefield, the tall heavenly magic body was murderous, holding a **** sickle in his hand, looking directly at it, and the pupil of the magic was cold.

The group repaired their hands and feet cold, and the whole person seemed to be stiff, and his heart was almost jumping out of his throat!

Although the magical body of the sky is powerful, they are not so shocked that they are trembling and dare not move!

What really frightens Qun Xiu is the blue figure above this heavenly magic body.

Compared with the heavenly magic body, this figure is extremely small, but at this time, no monk dare to ignore him!

Su Zimo was wearing a blue shirt, carrying his hands, his black hair was dancing, his skin was shiny, there was no wrinkle, and there was still a little twilight in his body!

"Brother!"

"My son!"

The monkey, Nianqi and others cheered, their faces rejoiced.

Su Zimo looked at the crowd and nodded and smiled.

Subsequently, Su Zimo's eyes fell on the monks and other monks.

Qun Xiu shivered!

This look was extremely calm, but no one dared to look at it!

They came, although there was no big fight, but there was another plot, for the relics of the barbarity!

Before anyone else dies, they remember things from others. Such a thing is definitely a taboo!

If it is for this reason that Wu Wu kills them all, they have no room for excuse!

After a long pause, Su Zimo regained his gaze.

Qun Xiu felt only a light heart, and before they realized it, they were shocked with cold sweat!

Some monks sat paralyzed on the ground, breathing heavily, calming their minds.

Is this a escape?

"Go, hurry! Leave this place!"

Heige Dao, the monk, knew the voice and fled towards the distance for the first time without looking back.

He vowed silently in his heart that he would never set foot in Pingyang again in this life!

The other monks, like the tide, receded, leaving only a mess.

"Humph!"

Linghu's face was not good, he bit his teeth and said, "Fortunately, my elder brother stepped into the realm of law, otherwise, wouldn't he be insulted by these young people and take advantage!"

What prestige does Su Zimo have?

After setting up martial arts, his fame even caught up with the ancient emperors!

If he really died here, the relics left will be scrambled by many sectarian forces, I am afraid that the corpse capital will be difficult to keep intact.

"I have my own plans for this."

Su Zimo said.

After all, the powers of the Ghost Sect and the Seven Killing Sect did not take action, not his primary goal!

The actions of Longhuge really touched his bottom line!

After this battle, the monkeys, peach owls, and others were all colored. Although the injuries were not serious, in the view of Su Zimo, they were intolerable!

"Some gates, it's time to teach them something."

Su Zimo looked into the distance, gently waving his sleeves, and directly involved the monkey crowd into the auspicious clouds, saying gently: "You follow me."

(End of this chapter)