Chapter 1721

Nine days!

In the empty air, Yang Feng, holding Xuanyuan sword, came forward step by step. Every step he took, his momentum was strong.

"The blood of the soul river is still rolling. For the sake of all sentient beings in the world, even if the emperor of heaven is strong, I dare to fight." In the void, Yang Feng said coldly.

Although the spirit emperor has stepped out of the seal and the curse has been lifted, the soul river is still there. The endless blood in the soul river is still there today.

"The curse of the ancient curse country and the yecha family has not been completely lifted so far. Why don't I dare to resist the emperor of heaven."

Yang Feng's cold voice still came slowly. Although the curse had been lifted, the impact of the curse could not be lifted until at least a hundred years later and two or three generations later. Yang Feng's killing intention was stronger when he thought of those who suffered from the curse.

"Ha ha!"

Murong Tian despised it and said with a smile, "Yang Feng, you are really ignorant. All the people in the world are just mole ants. Their life and death are not important. On the contrary, if their death is useful to the emperor of heaven, it is their glory."

"Murong heaven, it's useless to say more. Today, let's divide the victory and defeat in the first war and decide life and death in the first war."

World War I is divided!

World War I determines life and death!

Yang Feng's words echoed in the world again and again.

"Saints, it's not appropriate for us to start a war now. Although the number of strong men on both sides is similar, there are two saints and two quasi saints over Yang Feng, so once the war breaks out, it will be extremely unfavorable to us." Said the high priest anxiously.

"Yes!"

Murong Tian nodded seriously. He was also aware of this, but it would take at least an hour for the three saints sent by liudao palace to arrive.

Yang Feng broke the array too fast. They thought it would take two days, but Yang Feng only took an hour.

"Saints, why don't we delay until the three saints arrive, and then kill Yang Feng." The high priest continued.

Murong's God is gloomy. It's really good to delay and wait for the three saints, but the question is, will Yang Feng give them time.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

When Murong Tian was in trouble, three powerful breath came from the void. Then, a loud voice said, "six palaces, three saints."

On that day, three men in golden robes appeared on the dome. They were full of powerful holy Qi. Not only that, one of the saints also held a yellow scroll in his hand. Outside the Yellow scroll, a golden dragon was painted.

This yellow scroll is a bit like the imperial edict.

"See the saint!"

"See the saint!"

......

In the void, more than 100000 experts of the life and Death Gate bowed and saluted neatly. Murong Tian just smiled at the three people, but with the arrival of the three saints, he was full of confidence. Because there were three more powerful saints, Yang Feng and others would die.

"Admire the sage. The palace master has a golden light sacred order and ordered us to help you defend the reputation of the sanitary dead door together." The sage holding the Yellow scroll looked majestic.

"Yes!"

Murong Tian bowed slightly, nodded and said, "even if I die, I will defend the dignity of health and death."

The reason why Murong Tian is so respectful and salutes is not that the saint is stronger than him, but because the other party holds an ancient scroll in his hand.

"OK, I'll help you later." The saint nodded.

"Ha ha!"

Murong Tian was overjoyed. He looked at Yang Feng and said, "boy, the three saints of liudao palace have arrived. With the participation of these three saints, today is the death date of your Purdue gate. After today, there will be no Yang Feng in the world and no Purdue gate in China."

For the arrival of these three little saints, Yang Feng also looks dignified, because the other party has three more saints, which will bring great trouble to Purdue gate, but even so, he will not retreat. Even if he dies thousands of times, he will not retreat, and there is only one chance.

The sage holding the Yellow scroll looked at Yang Feng with a powerful and domineering look, and then came a loud voice: "Yang Feng, the leader of Pudu gate, knelt down to take the decree."

"What are you talking about?" Yang Feng asked.

The saint still held the Yellow scroll and said solemnly, "Yang Feng, I have the divine decree of the golden light of the six palaces. Please kneel down immediately to receive the decree."

The golden light is sacred!

The name is very familiar. Yang Feng remembered that this is a great God in ancient times. He was the fist weather at the beginning and the king of golden light, one of the five generals. Both of them have practiced the golden light divine formula, especially the king of golden light, which is said to be the descendant of golden light divine.

Unexpectedly, the golden light is still sacred, but there are countless future generations of people who have lived for 100000 years.

"Yang Feng, I have a sacred decree of golden light. Please kneel down quickly, or you will be rebellious and kill the nine families." The saint said angrily.

"Ha ha!"

Yang Feng laughed, and behind him, the experts of Pudu gate laughed one after another, because they thought it was ridiculous. This was the biggest joke they had ever heard. Jin Guangsheng even made a decree and asked Yang Feng to kneel. How is this possible? Even the emperor of heaven can't let Yang Feng kneel.

"Yang Feng, kneel down quickly and take the decree." The saint continued his dignified way.

"Since there is a decree, let yourself read it."

Boom!

Yang Feng's true Qi soared, and took the object in the air. His powerful true Qi absorbed the Dharma decree in the saint's hand.

"Yang Feng, you..."

The saint was caught off guard. He didn't expect that the decree in his hand was unexpectedly taken away by Yang Feng. After a roar, he became angry and said, "you are disrespectful to the sanctity of the golden light. You will be destroyed by the nine families. The golden light is sacred. He is the master of my six Taoist palaces. He has the power of reincarnation and has strong magic."

Yang Feng ignored the sage's warning. He opened the Yellow scroll and read the imperial edict.

"I am the golden light sacred, the ancient golden light great God, the Lord of the six Taoist palaces, and the Lord of the world. I ordered you to retreat by the order of the Allah of the six Taoist palaces. Yang Feng thanked you with death. The rest will not be investigated. Otherwise, you will be destroyed by the divine power caused by the heavenly soldiers and will never enter the reincarnation..."

"Ha ha ha!"

When Yang Feng finished reading, the more than 100000 masters behind him made laughing voices one after another.

The golden light is sacred. It's a dream. It's just fantastic. I ordered them to withdraw and let Yang Feng end himself. How can this be possible?

Silk!

Yang Feng tore up the Yellow scroll and threw it into the void. Pieces of yellow rags fell with the breeze.

"Let his decree go to hell." Yang fengba airway.

"Yang Feng, you are so bold. You will pay the price. You will regret it." The saint said angrily.

"Yang Feng, you are looking for death. No one can save you. In that case, you have to be scared."

Murong Tian roared, then looked at more than 100000 masters behind him and said, "the army of life and Death Gate listens to the order."

"Yes."

More than one hundred thousand experts from the gate of life and death made a loud voice with one voice.

"Kill me, kill Yang Feng and Pudu gate." Murong ordered.

"Kill!"

More than one hundred thousand experts of the gate of life and death surged away like a torrent of steel. At Murong Tian's command, they roared, burned their blood, and rushed away recklessly.

The three saints also followed more than 100000 experts of the gate of life and death and quickly killed Yang Feng's camp.

"Where are the brothers of Purdue gate?" The loud voice of Yang Feng made clouds roll in the shaking sky.

"Yes!"

"Here!"

Behind him, there were more than 100000 experts of Purdue gate, roaring loudly, facing the war and the other party's more than 100000 strong ones. These people were not afraid at all.

"Kill me, kill the gate of life and death, kill Murong heaven, oppose the emperor of heaven, follow the way of heaven and be the king."

The Xuanyuan sword in Yang Feng's hand quickly pointed to the front, and his powerful momentum erupted like a torrent.

"Destroy the gate of life and death, kill Murong heaven, oppose the emperor of heaven, follow the way of heaven, and be the king."

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

More than 100000 experts from Pudu gate also rushed out like a torrent of steel and rushed away madly.

Boom!

Boom!

More than 100000 experts from both sides, ten thousand meters away, quickly shot. Everyone showed the strongest attack without reservation.

Tens of thousands of experts from all camps, hundreds of thousands of powerful spiritual power, like two surging rivers, rush to each other madly, and then collide with each other.

Boom!

After an earth shaking sound came, a huge hole quickly appeared in the void.

The hole is 10000 meters in diameter, like a large mushroom cloud. It rotates madly and devours everything around it madly.

Such a powerful blow really destroys the heaven and earth, darkens the heaven and earth, and is so terrible and powerful that it is enough to kill a little saint.

Of course, the little sage will not be so stupid. He will stand in the camps of both sides and let the experts of your two camps bombard him.

However, after seeing such a terrible and powerful airflow, Yang Feng was also afraid for a while, because even if he was strong now, if he was among the experts of the two camps, the powerful and terrible impact would certainly kill him.

After all, even if the little sage is powerful, he is not an imperial master, so he will die in the face of the attack of hundreds of thousands of masters.

This is the strength of the crowd tactics. This is the strength of many people.

After the first round of confrontation, the air was filled with a violent atmosphere, and countless broken space debris fell like snowflakes.

But this powerful first confrontation, in the respective camps of both sides, at least thousands of casualties, this is only a confrontation.

If there are more collisions, it is estimated that there will be more dead and injured experts.

WOW!

In this void, countless dead masters and cold bodies fell rapidly, and tens of thousands of bodies fell into the downwind mountains like dense raindrops.

The hundred foot deep pit seems to be filled with dense corpses. This is the mountain of corpses.

Yes, this is a mountain of bones!

Any peace is exchanged by countless bodies, and any peace is exchanged by countless people after sacrifice.

After the first confrontation, the experts of both camps realized that such a battle would cause heavy casualties, so they no longer attacked collectively, but quickly dispersed and scuffled together.

Saint Laurent deals with a saint, Feng Dong and Nanhai shenni deal with a saint respectively.

Although they are only quasi saints and are not sure of victory, they can at least delay their opponents.

The sound of killing is shaking the sky, and time and space go back!

In that void, Murong Tianmu's time was cold and murderous. He knew that it was necessary to win the king and defeat the enemy.

"Murong Tian, come on."

Whoosh!

Yang Feng's body flashed like a flash of lightning and quickly appeared on a big mountain.

WOW!

He pointed in the air and condensed a constantly changing light curtain with the supreme magic power.

"Murong Tian, since you even like the thousand mile projection very much, I'll give you a ten thousand mile projection. I want all experts within ten thousand miles to see the huge light curtain in the sky and let them see with their own eyes the decisive battle between Purdue gate and your life and Death Gate, as well as the final victory or defeat." Yang Feng said coldly.

"Madman, you're a madman. Since you want to humiliate yourself, I'll help you." Murong Tian roared.