Chapter 1112

Boom!!!

Just when Jiang Feng was going to do this, the whole space was suddenly attacked by some force. Suddenly, the eight wastelands of heaven and earth suddenly trembled.

Jiang Feng looks at mu Lingxue's palm, like clouds and smoke, which dissipates in front of him.

When that palm completely disappeared, Jiang Feng suddenly found that he appeared in Ling Xuezong again, and the friars around also returned to the line of sight.

Eight elders in the sky, if they were hit hard, suddenly burst into blood at this moment and flew out one after another.

Jiang Feng is sure that someone has smashed the previous strange space, cut off mu Lingxue's attack, and then shaken back eight elders.

"I said you shouldn't have come back!" Not far away a voice came, let Jiang Feng eyes a coagulation, he looked decisively, saw a linen old man, foot a pair of rag shoes, standing dozens of feet away from him.

"Old woodcutter!" Jiang Feng is greatly surprised. Unexpectedly, he meets the firewood chopping old man here. It's obviously the other side who smashes the space and intercepts mu Lingxue's attack.

"Thank you, master!" Jiang Feng arched his hand. Mu Lingxue has become the emperor of the nine immortals. His strength is unfathomable. If he enters the lower world, it's not what you and I can deal with. The firewood chopper looks at Jiang Feng and says faintly.

"You can rest assured that mu Lingxue will not appear. There are rules for Jiutian fairyland in Jiutian fairyland, and rules for inferior mainland. No one dares to cross the boundary." Jiang Feng said firmly that if Mu Lingxue dared to show up, he would not be attacked in this way.

"Oh? It seems that you know something, but it's right to be careful. In addition, don't call me elder. I may not have practiced for many years earlier, but now I'm a little higher than you. " Said the old woodcutter.

Jiang Feng couldn't help laughing. What the other party said is reasonable. After all, if the other party knows his details, he will also know his past affairs. He has practiced for so many years in his previous life, plus the past 8700 years, it has been more than 10000 years.

However, according to the years of practice, of course, we can't become the strong one in other people's words, otherwise Xu Zhengling would be at the level of grandmaster.

"I don't know your identity?" Since the other side has said that, Jiang Feng will not be silly, but also continue to call the other side as a senior, but to peer.

"Let's settle the matter in your hands first, and I'll make it clear to you afterwards." Said the old woodcutter.

"Good." Jiang Feng nodded, and now it's really important to destroy Ling Xuezong first, so he urged the power of the wheel pulse, and smashed it with one punch.

The gate of lingxuezong was smashed directly. Thousands of monks died without a place to be buried.

The rest of the friars, as well as the eight elders of heaven, survived by luck, but they could not escape death.

Jiang Feng opened the curtain of the massacre, holding Hongmeng magic gun, from the foot of the mountain has been killing up, but anyone stopped, all were killed.

Ling Xuezong, as the largest force in canglan, naturally has a large number of disciples, about 30000.

Half of the 30000 monks died in a short time.

The remaining half of them are still being taken away by Jiang Feng. The corpses are spread from the foot of the mountain to the zongmen.

The rest of them were forced to live in the clan and couldn't go anywhere.

Standing in lingxuezong, Jiang Feng saw a human statue standing about 80 Zhang high on the central square. It was exactly the shape of Mu Lingxue. He looked ahead and looked out at the eight wasteland, lifelike.

The remaining 10000 people of lingxuezong, surrounded by the statue of Mu Lingxue, seemed to be protecting her and praying for the appearance of Mu Lingxue.

"When can you support a mean and cruel woman?" Jiang Feng said sarcastically, one shot out, thousands of monks burst into blood.

The rest of the people, there are glaring, desperate hand, there are faith collapse, hasty escape.

Jiang Feng won't let go of any of them. He will kill them with a single shot. He will smash up the space in all directions and beat thousands of monks into meat mud.

At this time, the eight strong people in tongtianjing secretly attacked Jiang Feng, thinking that they could kill him. However, Jiang Feng was more powerful than they thought.

Even though half of the body attacked by mu Lingxue would be destroyed, his body had ten golden rings and veins as the foundation, and many other invisible meridians also became the color of gold.

The whole body was as if it had been quenched with gold. It was indestructible. Under the powerful fire, it was full of Qi and blood. Only in a short time, it recovered 70% or 80% of its combat power.

With this 70% or 80% combat power, the eight friars of tongtianjing are not rivals. Among them, the highest accomplishments have reached the level of tongtianjing quadruple heaven.

But Jiang Feng didn't pay attention to the friar of tongtianjing in the fourth heaven. He took out the wooden fish and knocked it with his fingers.

Dong!

A dull voice burst out, and the void suddenly vibrated. Eight strong people across the sky flew out one after another under the shock wave of the wooden fish.

"If you need my help, do it, but I hope you can use your own strength to raze Ling Xuezong to the ground!"

Standing not far away, the old firewood chopper said that although he didn't do anything, he was paying attention to Jiang Feng. He understood Jiang Feng's hatred and killing intention in his heart, so let him personally kill Ling Xuezong. This is the best way to vent his hatred.

"No!" Jiang Feng went back and stepped out of the sky seven steps, shaking the void. Before the eight elders could stand still, they were ravaged again. Their meridians were broken and their blood splashed.

"Kill Jiang Feng rebukes coldly, and Hongmeng's magic gun sweeps through the air like an egg. After a series of dull sounds, eight elders of tongtianjing are all killed.

One of them, with the highest accomplishments, has the four heaven of Zhixu. He has gathered the fire of Tao in his body. He wants to light the fire of Tao and sublimate the extreme realm. But before he finishes, he is killed by Jiang Feng.

Eight people were killed, and the rest of lingxuezong were as pale as ashes.

"If Ling Xuexian doesn't show up, they will all die. Where is your master? Let him get out!" Jiang Feng shouts to the rest of lingxuezong.

However, no one responded, and they did not seem to know where the patriarch had gone.

"No? Then die Jiang Feng ruthless, continue to hand, only a long gun, then sweep Ling Xuezong all.

A few minutes later, Ling Xuezong was covered with corpses. Blood flowed down the mountain gate and dyed the mountain red. There was no one left.

Jiang Feng slaughtered Ling Xuezong all over, leaving no one alive.

He stares at mu Lingxue's sculpture with a cold look. At last, he splits the sculpture into pieces and turns it into ruins.

After finishing all this, Jiang Feng stood on the high altitude again and smashed Ling Xuezong with one punch, which completely destroyed Ling Xuezong and made him a huge pit of incomparable depth.

"I'll wait for you in fairyland!"

At this time, a voice came from the sky, mixed with the meaning of incomparable cold.