Chapter 1153

"What strength are you, immortal or golden immortal?"

The empty Taoist sighed softly, "I was not an immortal 300 million years ago."

The Taoist priest's words decisively confirmed the speculation in Song Fei's heart. It was indeed a group of golden immortals. Unexpectedly, his secret had affected so many old friends.

These are people who can shake the fairy world by stamping their feet.

No wonder longtianhuo can seriously hurt himself in one breath. In their eyes, they should be no different from the mole ants on earth.

But so what? You treat me like a mole ant. One day, this little mole ant will gnaw you all over the ground.

Song Fei glared at the empty Taoist priest with compassionate and good purpose and said fiercely: "even if it is a golden fairy, one day, I will make your behavior pay a price."

Song Fei's angry words made many people frown slightly. These are people who enjoy the respect of hundreds of millions of people. Being threatened seems to no longer exist in their memory.

"Threat?" the Dragon Tianhuo of the dragon family smiled, "boy, since you don't cooperate, it seems that we have to kill you. We'll find it ourselves."

Soon, the young man around Song Fei also said with a smile: "God has a good life. We didn't want to kill you, but since you didn't cooperate, we had to destroy your divine consciousness, leave all your memories and search slowly."

The young man's words greatly changed Song Fei's face. The Jinxian strong man has lived for many years. Even if he is good at it, he must be more terrible than the Tianxian strong man in some places he is not good at.

Soul is the place that every friar likes very much. An old monster who has lived for countless billion years. Song Fei absolutely believes that they have the ability to peel off the memory in their mind. Moreover, there is more than one golden immortal in front of them, reaching the terrible number of 22.

Long Tianhuo approached slowly, stood above Song Fei's head with a cold face, and shouted from a commanding position: "I'll give you three breathing times. If you don't surrender, you'll die."

Song Fei looked up at the fierce fire dragon and said fiercely, "as long as I don't die today, you will be the first to kill."

"Then go to hell." long Tianhuo snorted coldly. A mass of flame in front of him condensed into a huge hand and pinched it towards Song Fei.

The void Taoist hurriedly said: "start gently and don't break the soul memory."

As soon as this huge hand came out, Song Fei felt the end of the world, and a thick despair appeared in his heart.

I haven't felt this way for many years.

Looking around, everyone's expression has not changed much, or indifferent, or smiling, or indifferent.

Perhaps they have already agreed to destroy their souls and then look for memories.

What should I do? To survive, bow your head? Even if it's good for them, do they believe it? Perhaps at this moment, they prefer to read their memories directly.

From the eyes of long Tianhuo, Song Fei saw a trace of hostility, a kind of meaning of killing quickly. It seems that the fire dragon has a heart of killing, whether he tells the secret or not.

Even if I die, I won't let you live.

Song Fei clenched his teeth and locked his divine consciousness on a rune with ice attribute, a rune that will consume all his points.

However, the shortcomings of talisman are also obvious. Song Fei has no bottom in his heart whether he can hit the other party hard. Even after he has hit longtianhuo hard, he will face the rest of the experts, which will be no different from the real mole ants.

Song Fei fell into the realm of death.

Strength is still too weak. In the cruel cultivation world, no strength is an ant.

It seems that when he rescued Baiyun, he was doomed to his current situation.

"Die together." Song Fei's voice rang through the tianque palace.

Ziri and Baiyun's hands had long been pinched together. Looking at the scene outside tianque palace and listening to Song Fei's firm words, they stopped their tears and nodded firmly.

There are no superfluous words, everything is in silence.

Song Fei has locked in the super ice talisman and is ready to recreate the Dragon sky fire. Even if he dies, he won't let the old man feel better.

He believed that even if he died, the Optimus sword sect would not die. At that time, someone would pursue his news, find out the cause of his death, and then kill everyone present today.

It's just that I can't see that day.

Since the time of rebirth, Song Fei has put life and death aside. For death, Song Fei is not so unacceptable, but strongly unwilling to let the other party continue to be free.

"Ha ha ha, what a group of scum." just when Song Fei was desperate, a sharp laugh rang through the sky and attracted people's eyes.

Inexplicably, Song Fei felt that the pressure in front of him was empty. The red flame giant hand condensed by the magic power of dragon sky fire disappeared in a laugh.

Although Song Fei knew that the huge hand of fire must be a very small part of the power of dragon sky fire, it was unimaginable that he could put him out only with a burst of laughter.

Someone saved themselves? Song Fei wondered that if he followed the guess, he was more suspicious that someone came to compete with them for his secret.

In this way, it's better for them to let the two sides kill each other and kill a few more people. They can also comfort themselves with their death.

"Who dares to harm our good deeds and speak unkindly?" long Tianhuo turned and hummed coldly to the end of the sky.

Long Tianhuo is naturally inspired by him. At the moment, he has gathered the top figures in the fairy world. Except for the top people in the fairy world, no one can benefit from their joint hands.

Song Fei also looked curiously into the distance. His arrival delayed his death. Anyway, it was always good for him.

"Hum, don't you dare to enter the array? You dare to speak unkindly." long Tianhuo snorted coldly. The words are full of ridicule and disdain.

The expressions on other people's faces remained unchanged. They were all characters who had lived for countless years. They had seen too many life and death and disasters, and had already honed a tough nerve.

As soon as the voice of long Tianhuo fell, he saw a black iron bar coming in the air and hitting the earth directly.

"Boom!" with a loud noise, the materials of the Seven Star Beidou array on the ground turned into dust under a stick.

Looking at the sudden appearance of the iron bar, Song Fei found that the people around him who had good Qi Nourishing skills turned very wonderful.

It seems that they attach great importance to this iron bar. Of course, they must be very familiar with it.

Long Tianhuo's arrogant face suddenly became very ugly. He bit his teeth and spit out three words: "golden cudgel!"

As the voice of long Tianhuo fell, people seemed to hear a taboo word. The original expression of forbearance finally became no longer calm.

Suddenly, the merciful and kind-hearted Taoist priest shouted, "no, this is not a real golden cudgel, it's just a projection of the golden cudgel, not the original one."