Chapter 1510

The vitality of the wood is quickly introduced into the deep ground and controlled by the air.

This is the powerful effect of Qinfeng Qingmu ancestral vein.

"Boom"

a strange light suddenly floated out of the mummy.

"Hiss"

therefore, in the face of the fall of such a genius, I am afraid that no one can calm down.

Such a disciple is only 29 years old. Even in all kinds of sects, he is the most outstanding person.

This man is one of the most important disciples of tianmie patriarch. His strength is at the top of the six levels of Tongshen state, comparable to the original emperor level disciple.

The rest of the Lords stood there, their faces constantly changing.

On the dry corpse, the various divine patterns contained in the divine robe are still reluctantly running on their own, but the other party's body has completely fallen.

In front of him, a corpse whose body has been drained of flesh and blood is presented.

The Lord of tianmie roared at the sky, and the chariots were hunting with boundless killing. In an instant, the voice of the earth shaking killing and cutting had reached the extreme. It was as if there were thousands of troops breaking out at this moment.

"Qin Feng I want you to die! "

A roar broke out again.

This day.

These elites, each of them is a unique genius, is the pillar of their clan, but now they have not even found a trace of Qin Feng.

At the moment, even the patriarchs of various sects have begun to be extremely angry.

These people are all elites of the clan.

The total number of people who have fallen is three or four hundred.

At the moment, it can be said that all the disciples of the sect are afraid of the wind, and each of them carries a kind of timidity and anger.

Yougui Jianzong, xuanyunzong, chaotuozong of Taigui xuanwang, tianmietianzong of tianmie patriarch In the short time of more than ten days, many disciples have fallen.

Between the fall of words, Qin Feng's body has once again disappeared in its original place

"Shua"

"this is just the beginning..."

Through the gaze of breaking evil eyes, the corners of Qin Feng's mouth slightly flickered with a touch of evil spirit:

soon, a group of dozens of people were directly suppressed by force.

Tens of thousands of plants, not afraid of life and death, crazy pursuit.

It was a brutal killing.

But the next moment, from all directions, innumerable sharp branches, like a magic gun with a handle, pierced into each other's flesh

A disciple roared wildly.

"Younger martial brother!"

A disciple uttered a shrill scream. At the moment, his body was instantly suppressed. Not only that, but also the roots of the ancient tree were surging wildly, directly decomposing the other's body into nutrients.

"Ah..."

With the control of Qingmu's ancestral vein, all the disciples who had been killed suddenly felt their bodies tense for a while. At the next moment, a huge ancient tree appeared out of thin air, just like an ancient green mountain, which was ruthlessly suppressed.

A lazy voice appeared:

"this is just the beginning. Don't you like to kill? Don't you treat others as ants? I said, play with you, play to the end

Voice, not salty, with that lazy atmosphere, but, in an instant, let all the people present feel a great chill lingering around the body.