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Sensing that the breath on her body was gradually suppressed, Hongling frowned slightly. He didn't like the feeling, especially in today's situation, the suppression of the power brought by the will of heaven will make him in trouble. Because he sensed that there were still some people who were not suppressed by the will of heaven. Once the will of heaven disappears, the power of these people will be a terrible threat.

Slowly converging his Qi, he walked towards Su Yu in the distance. Bai Su, Liancheng jade and Zhihuo have entered the barrier first to help the steamed stuffed bun suppress Xia Yan's injury. However, in their current state, they have only relieved her pressure. If you want to cure it completely, I'm afraid Hong Ling has to do it himself.

The will of the heavenly way did not suppress him, but suppressed the Yan Huang emperor mirror on him. There is also a Taiyi artifact on him that has not been suppressed, and the existence of xirang is enough for him to cope with most of the things. Hong Ling didn't think that his strength was enough to compete with the will of the ancient battlefield, but he would not be slaughtered by others.

The will of heaven in the void is slowly dissipating, but the seal of the will of heaven on many oppressed Tianjiao has not disappeared with it. This force is too powerful, and it is not so simple to dissolve it. When Hong Ling came to Su Yu, he sensed that several powerful divine senses had locked him in, which contained a very strong intention to kill.

"Well?" He turned slightly, followed these divinities, and slowly locked them with his own mind. He looked up at the sky and found that the strong will of heaven had completely dissipated. At the moment of its disappearance, a figure rises rapidly to the sky at this moment, and the whole body releases extremely violent Qi.

"Matchless son Hongling, how, after being suppressed by the will of heaven, do you still want to leave safe and sound?" The majestic voice reverberates between the heaven and the earth, which makes the body tremble. A tall monk was quietly hanging in the air, looking down on the young man in white.

"I'm in a bad mood now, so you'd better roll as far as you can! If you die here, don't blame me for not reminding you! " Hongling turned around and took the sad sword with a sword flower. The Qi that was originally restrained on her body soared again at this moment.

"Ha ha! His highness is as hard as ever! After being suppressed by the will of heaven, you can still say such words without brain, which is really worthy of the incomparable name Another friar walked out slowly at this time, and there was a faint light on his body.

At this time, the two monks stood side by side, and the Qi in their bodies soared at this moment, directly reaching the level of the half step Taiyi divine state. At this time, they looked scornfully at the white clothes son in front of them, and their killing intention had a tendency to condense into substance.

"Why, just as the will of heaven has just receded, can't you wait to come and find death?" Hongling took out the breath of the dark dragon in the space ring and pressed it slowly into the palm of his right hand. His eyes are locked. In an instant, he directly awakened the Taiyi artifact with his own strength.

Boom! A huge ice cold air machine suddenly exploded all over his body, making the earth around him quickly frozen up. Susu and falling snow, in the long wind under the wind slowly will the whole world to cover up. His breath, which had been suppressed by the way of heaven, rose rapidly again at this moment.

"This This is another magic weapon of Taiyi God realm! How can it be? Isn't the magic weapon on his body belong to the fire department? How can it be transformed into ice system now The monk who stood up at this time looked at Hong Ling, who was shrouded in the wind and snow in the distance, and his body trembled slightly.

"No! incorrect! This is another magic weapon. Damn it, there are two Taiyi artifact on his body Another friar stood up at this time and released his breath to the extreme. Seeing Hong Ling walking towards them with his sword, he stepped back in fear.

"I don't have time to spend here with you. I'll die or go away now! If anyone is not satisfied, he can stand up. I can fight against it, and never die Hongling lifted the God of sadness to the sky, and instantly attracted the wind and snow around her with her own Qi, making it a huge ice dragon on the sky. This dragon's breath is no different from that of him, and its own prestige has completely stepped into the realm of Taiyi God.

Roar! The dragon of ice and snow roared wantonly, and its own dragon power made the God consciousness of Tianjiao, which was originally shrouded in Hongling, collapse rapidly at this moment. In addition, the original crisscross rules in the void are transformed into the laws of ice system at this moment.

This is the power of the breath of the Ming dragon. Although it is only a tool of Taiyi, it is a magic tool of the way. This kind of artifact, not to mention that the two Tianjiao have half step Taiyi state of the magic weapon, is to have beyond the Taiyi realm of the Dharma tool, also just can be able to compete with it.

The two Tianjiao looked at each other and saw a deep chill in each other's eyes. The present son in white is really too terrible, not only his strength, but also his luck is incomparable. He even got two Taiyi artifact alone in the ancient battlefield. This kind of luck absolutely surpasses anyone present."Hum! You are lucky today, Hongling, the incomparable son of the world! Let's go A friar snorted coldly, indicating that the friars beside him would withdraw with him.

"Wait a minute, you two just left like this. Don't you take my son seriously! Leave one hand for each one. I can let you go. Otherwise, die Seeing that they were about to leave in a big way, Hong Ling threw his sword in front of him and cut out a huge arc-shaped sword Qi in an instant.

At this time, the two Tianjiao suddenly turned around, with a quick hand to block the unparalleled son of a blow. The monk in green on the left held a silver and white sickle spear, while the friar on the right had a double-edged axe. Seeing the icy arc-shaped sword Qi attacking, they burst into a drink, and suddenly used their magic weapons to wield two powerful Qi strength.

Boom! Suddenly there is a violent sound between heaven and earth, which makes the earth torn apart by the afterwaves of its strong law. At this time, the two men were covered by the strong tide of ice and snow law, which made their bodies quickly recoil at this moment.

Poof! Two people suddenly spit out a mouthful of dead blood, a face of horror at the eyes of the matchless son. None of them thought that the young man's attack would be so terrible. It's just a fight with this man, and they're hit hard. What kind of monster is he that can burst out such a powerful force. Seeing that Hong Ling is about to continue to pursue, these two people are in a hurry!

"Wait, you can't kill us. I am Fang Zhan, a disciple of Xiangong in Xianjie town. He is mu Heng, a disciple of Xianluo hall in Xianjie. If you dare to hurt us, wait for the suppression of Zhenxian palace and Xianluo hall! " Fang Zhan reverses the sickle and hook gun in his hand and looks at Hongling with vigilance on his face. Seeing that the son in white had no tendency to stop, his face became extremely ferocious at this moment.

"It's no use. This man has killed us. You can't bluff him. How can such a peerless monster be frightened by the forces behind us when he can go from a small empire in the lower world to the present state? " Mu Heng turned the axe in his hand and waved his teeth.

Pooh, one of his left arms was cut off. The immortal demon looked at the coming matchless son, slowly convergence of their own gas. So far, all he can do is to comply with this person's will. As for whether his own fate is death or life, it all depends on whether Hong Ling keeps his word.

"Muhin, what are you doing? Cut off one's own arm, isn't it a sign of submission to the matchless son? " Fang Zhan looked at Mu Heng, who put away his magic weapon. A trace of fear gradually appeared on his face. This man was as arrogant as he was in the Xianluo hall. How could he choose to submit so easily.

Hong Ling slowly steps over Mu Heng's side without even looking at him. He looked at Fang Zhan, who was constantly retreating. The God of sorrow in his hand held a sword flower and said in a cold voice, "Fang Zhan, right! Do you do it yourself, or do I help you? I said, just one arm. So, are you going to do it yourself, or are you going to have your son do it for you? "

"To die" Fang Zhan roared angrily, and the silver sickle spear in his hand suddenly swept towards Hongling's waist.

Such a powerful blow has already threatened the Taiyi God state, but it is nothing in Hongling's eyes. Although he did not thoroughly refine the breath of the ghost dragon attached to the palm of his right hand, he was able to exert nearly 70% of his power. Such strength is enough for him to attack ordinary Taiyi Shenzhou masters in this ancient battlefield.

The power of the Fang war is just close to the Taiyi God state. For Hong Ling, this kind of power just makes him have an interest in fighting with it. As for the immortal town in his heart, he should not think about this immortal immortal.

"Hum! You are so stubborn that you are disgusting Hong Ling snorted coldly and dodged the powerful blow. Others are still in the air, the sword in his hand has gathered countless cold wind and snow. Seeing that the square battle below had a tendency to continue to escape, his sword in his hand suddenly chopped down towards the bottom.

Hiss! At this time, countless fierce sword Qi quickly intertwined into a cold snowstorm, covering Fang Zhan's body shape. The sharp sword meaning is mixed with the penetrating cold, which smashes the terrible defensive power of this man. The sound of blood and flesh blurring when the Dao Dao sharp blade cuts through the skin is heard, and immediately there is a fishy and salty blood in the wind and snow.

Bang! Fang Zhan's dilapidated body fell heavily on the earth, hitting it out of a huge crater. The whole body of this celestial pride has no one piece of complete skin, and its broken robe is also moistened by scarlet and sticky blood. His eyes were staring at the sky, and the silver white sickle gun in his hand rolled to the ground from his palm.

Hong Ling slowly with the sword out, step by step to the body of Fang Zhan, looking at him from above. Seeing this man's face showing a look of panic, he bent his fingers lightly on the sword of the God of sorrow. Ding! The sound of metal chattering spread far away, and its rippling sound directly shattered the wind and snow around them into nothingness.

"Don't worry, you have nothing to fear! As I said, as long as you have one hand, you will not be killed! " Hong Ling turned his head, smiling at the many Tianjiao watching the battle around him, and immediately raised his white cloud boots.Bang! A dull ring suddenly echoed, accompanied by Fang Zhan's shrill cry. Hong Ling raised her boots again and stepped down again. The thick blood, constantly exploding on the earth, makes people who watch this scene from afar can't stop shaking.

"How can this matchless son be so terrible! He said that as long as one hand of Fang Zhan started with his right foot from the palm of this man, he crushed it all the way to his shoulder! Is such a person really a noble royal family? Or the legendary devil Some people looked at the matchless son who turned slowly, and then looked at the square battle whose body shape had been curled into a ball, and swallowed hard.

"Well, you see, I am also very trustworthy! If you want one hand, you won't get one more point! So, Fang Zhan, please come back to me next time! " Hong Ling tossed her boots and let the sticky plasma on her stiff face be thrown on Mu Heng's face. She turned and continued to walk towards Su Yu.

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