Chapter 1038

Name:God-slaughtering King Author:Si Shen
Duanmuqing, he Tianchen, Chu Changge and many other disciples from the northwest coast were stunned. How could they expect that Nanmen Maple was so fierce.

Left leaning Han, Su Keyan, Mo fan and Su Luochen opened their eyes to crack, and unconsciously stepped back under their feet.

His face was bleak and white, and he felt helpless in his heart.

The thirteen princess's red lips were slightly relaxed and she breathed a sigh of relief in the dark. The combat power of Nanmen Maple was far beyond her imagination. I'm afraid that Ximen could not kill each other. Even if she could, she had to pay a heavy price.

Xie Kui and others fell hundreds of meters away. After seeing the battle of Nanmen Maple against Ximen inflammation, their faces showed a faint smile. Others may not know, but they knew the ferocity of Nanmen maple.

"Forging magic formula! Dragon tendon flying snow!"

Lin forgets to worry. He is also a cultivator of forging body divine formula. How can he not recognize the characteristics of forging body divine formula? Dragon tendon flying snow is the best proof.

However, he was only a little surprised. He didn't expect to meet practitioners of the same skill here.

After all, the formula of forging body was spread in the demon temple. He just inherited the gospel of his predecessors.

Fengmo mausoleum has existed here since the flood and famine period. So far, it has been opened hundreds of thousands of times. It is not uncommon for someone to break into the Seven Star holy palace and get the forging body formula.

"What a strong physique. No wonder you dare to be so arrogant!"

Ximen Yan frowned slightly and gathered his heart of underestimate. Although it was just a blow, he could feel the strength of Nanmen maple, which was by no means an ordinary person.

"Boy, if you only have this strength, you will still die!"

Ximen's burning face was mocking, his body was rolling with the power of the cave sky, and a long purple sword suddenly appeared in the air.

"Jiuyou kill magic sword formula!"

Ximenyan roared in a low voice and turned into a rainbow. He came not far from the South Gate maple in an instant. The long sword swept through the void and the sword awned out.

The purple sword light is bright and dazzling. It contains the ability to cut through the sky. The tyrannical anger is full of chaos. The onlookers retreat again and again. They don't dare to touch its edge for fear of being hanged into nothingness.

The purple red sword light is fierce and unparalleled. The sword move has not yet arrived. Nanmen Maple feels the stinging pain all over his body, and the sharp wind rages on his physique.

"A bloodless weapon!"

The blade was so broad that Nanmen Feng cut down with a single knife.

This sabre, Nanmen Maple almost tried his best, the first-order peak Sabre intention was fully displayed, the nine ape fighting pills ran crazy, and the strength of physique poured into the long sabre.

Like a boa constrictor spitting out a message, the space jumped and splashed a crack hundreds of meters long. The blade was burning and shining, and fell heavily to the purple sword light.

The violent noise was deafening, the purple red sword light was broken in an instant, and the sword Qi was scattered, forming a huge mushroom cloud in the air.

The purple sword light was burned out by the sword awn, but the remaining power that could collide turned into a startling tornado. The maple in the South Gate suddenly flew hundreds of meters away as if struck by lightning.

"It's over, boy!"

Looking at the flying Nanmen maple, Ximen was angry, bullied him directly and approached Nanmen Maple quickly.

"Ha ha! Your strength is just like this!"

The maple in the South Gate smiled coldly. The fighting ape was shining in the sky behind him. He was like a mountain and sea, dominating the world. He also flew forward and fought fiercely with ximenyan.

In the Fengmo mausoleum, finding opportunities is the most important thing. The fierce battle is not worth mentioning.

Xie Kui, Yuan Jiansheng, Huang kunsheng and others looked at the situation of equal strength in the field. They breathed a long sigh of relief in their hearts, and then swept away towards the Naihe bridge without looking back.

After a few breaths, there was no one in the huge drill field except the maple in the south gate and the inflammation in the west gate.

There was a roar. Ximen Yan and Nanmen Feng defended hard, and then stopped one after another.

"Nanmen Feng, your life is mine. After entering the magic hall, I'll send you back to the West!"

Ximenyan was so angry that he could not kill nanmenfeng with hundreds of moves. Such a thing made him feel extremely ashamed.

A small cave seven heavy warrior has no qualifications to be compared with him. It's a pity that the bridge has been opened. Obviously, it's not the time to continue fighting.

However, he has a hidden strength and doesn't show it. As long as he enters the demon sealing hall and successfully obtains the opportunity, it's not too late to clean up the South Gate Maple slowly.

"Anyone can talk big!"

Nanmen Maple curled his mouth without fear.

Nanmen Feng has no fear. Ximen Yan is really powerful, but it's impossible to let him die on the spot. Unless the xuanxu realm can come, otherwise the martial arts in the cave realm can't help him.

Naihe bridge is only the qualification test for sealing the magic hall. If you can't pass this level, you will definitely miss the death of the strong man in the Seven Star Palace.

Now, Tianjiao of all the major geographical boundaries is driving in and running slowly on the Naihe bridge. The powerful Tianjiao has reached nearly thirty miles. The weak genius has just reached ten miles. On this Naihe bridge, every time he runs, he is challenging his limits.

After stepping into the Naihe bridge, Nanmen Feng's body gave a slight meal. There was infinite pressure coming on him, trying to hinder his pace.

When he continued to run, the pressure of each step would become stronger, just like a big river dam, gradually pouring torrential flood.

But such sudu did not pose a threat to Nanmen maple. He immediately turned into an electric light and flew forward at a high speed. In a moment, he came to ten miles.

"What?"

When Nanmen Maple threw away some Tianjiao at the end, it immediately caused a lot of riots, and there were uproar one after another.

Nanmen Feng smiled and kept speeding up. When he came to Shili, he could feel that there seemed to be some special power coming into his body, and the power of Dongtian began to decrease gradually.

"Is this the seal?"

Nanmen Feng was slightly surprised. The art of sealing was a symbol of the ancient flood and famine period. Only in that era could there be demons who knew the art of sealing. Later, this avenue of cultivation was completely cut off. Here, you can feel such strange art. It's really worth your trip.

Before long, he came to Xie Kui and others. The five people had good perseverance and came to a place close to 20 miles.

"Come on! I'll wait for you in front."

Nanmen Feng encouraged and said, then he rode the dust and headed deep.

Shaoqing, the South Gate Maple finally came to the thirty mile zone of Naihe bridge and ran for a third of the Lu su.

At this moment, his realm has been suppressed to the four levels of the cave sky, and his whole body strength has decreased greatly. It has to be said that the art of sealing is wonderful.

Xiao se, thirteen princesses and Nie Tian are not far from the South Gate maple.

Nanmen Maple looked at the deep Naihe bridge, adjusted the breath in the lower body, and the body was slightly shaken. A hurricane broke out on the ground, fast as a flash of light.

After seeing the move of Nanmen maple, Xiao se was happy, but her face was calm.

"Zi Rui, don't be reckless. Don't do it with all your strength!"

The crisp words spread. Nanmen Feng was suddenly stunned and looked at the thirteen princess.

To remind him, there is no doubt that Nie Wanru.

"Huh?"

Nanmen Feng frowned and his eyes flashed puzzled. Although his realm was sealed, his physique remained. Therefore, even if he resisted the pressure on Naihe bridge, it didn't matter.

"If you are in a rampage, the back part will completely crush you."

Nie Wanru sighed faintly and continued: "this Naihe bridge contains the art of sealing. You must also feel it, but what it can seal is not only the realm, but also the whole soul and soul. It will be sealed gradually, especially in the last nine Li. Without great perseverance, it can't pass."

"Is that so?"

Hearing this, Nanmen Feng looked at the front, about 50 or 60 miles away. Zhan Tianji, Lin forgetful, Wei chijun and others walked very slowly. It seemed that every step forward was a great challenge.

Nanmen Maple meditated a little, and the power of fighting apes roared wildly in his body, which seemed unwilling to be suppressed.

My desire; Riding the wind and treading the waves for thousands of miles, what can I do in the bridge!

The South Gate Maple's mouth showed an evil smile, arched his hand at Nie Wanru and said, "thank you for reminding me. I'll keep it in mind!"

Then, Nanmen Feng didn't stop and hurried to the depths. Even though the sealing method of Naihe bridge was very strong, he was unwilling to be left behind by his peers.

"Bah! I don't know good people. Sister Wanru, this guy is a maniac. Why do you have to do this?"

Watching Nie Wanru take the initiative to chat up with Nanmen Feng, the resentment in Xiaose's heart surged. The most hateful thing is that this guy didn't listen at all. He still went his own way and didn't pay attention to the woman he ordered.

Nie Wanru was not sad or happy. She waved her hand and said, "he saved my life and I'll pay him back!"

Smelling the speech, he was bleak, with long hair and no wind. He looked like a purgatory ghost and was furious.

"Hum! If it weren't for plundering wealth, the bandit leader would happen to do it?"

Bleak clenched his fists and said gnashing his teeth.

Nie Wanru glanced at each other faintly, and her eyes flashed a little disappointed, so she stopped arguing with her.

Nanmen Maple walked fast and threw away countless Tianjiao. When he came to fifty miles, he stopped slightly and readjusted his breath.

Now, behind Nanmen Feng, there are nearly 10000 people trying to catch up. As for far ahead of him, there are only a few more than 300 people.

Among these people, almost all are the strong ones of Dongtian Bazhong or even Dongtian jiuzhong. Dongtian Qizhong doesn't exist at all.

However, when it reaches 50 miles, the realm has no effect.

Powerful and powerful, the seal came burning, and the realm was all suppressed to the level of Xuanwu. The poor Xuanwu power was like a drop in the bucket in the face of this bridge.

Even after coming here again, the pressure will form a wave. Although it will not hurt the body, it will impact the internal organs.

Of course, Nanmen maple, who cultivates the formula of forging body and spirit, has been hammered and forged its internal organs countless times. It can still bear this threat.

After shaking his head, nanmenfeng didn't dare to delay. He hurried on and came to a place of 60 miles,

Sixty miles away from the Naihe bridge, the pressure around the maple at the south gate is so strong that bursts of energy storms have formed. If you were an ordinary person with seven weights in the cave sky, you would surely die without a burial place and be hanged into fly ash.

Even with the snow like physique of the maple dragon tendon in the south gate, there were a lot of bruises and redness.

This Naihe bridge is really fierce!

At the moment, Tianjiao, who is still ahead of Nanmen maple, is already very few. There are about 50 people. Zhan Tianji, Lin forgetful, Bai Qian and others are the fastest, reaching a lot of 70 Li. Zhan Tianji is even wilder and boundless, worthy of being the king of the limitless world. When they reach sudu, which is 75 Li, they are only six li away from the end.

After breathing for a few times, Nanmen Feng continued on his way, but every time he stepped out of the bridge, he would leave deep footprints on the bridge, beads of sweat on his forehead, and his snow-white clothes had already been soaked.