Chapter 1157

"I feel the flavor of the fairy Lian clan in you. Are you the descendant of the fairy Lian clan?" The old man in Gupao stopped attacking and stared at the middle-aged man.

"You're right. I'm the descendant of Lianxian clan, and you're no stranger. Just now, you killed me." The middle-aged friar with a cold face spoke astonishingly.

Jiang Feng stares into the bell. He looks at the middle-aged monk in disbelief. Is he the same person as the corpse?

Is the mummy just his body in the previous life, or a part of the body that cultivates the real body, and the body that appears at this time is the real body?

If so, this friar is too terrible. Is he the middle-aged friar who practices on the ancient Shenxuan island?

Jiang Feng felt the exuberant life essence in him, and the siphoning force like a black hole.

"Second body!" The old man in the ancient robe suddenly understood, "you are crazy to practice immortals. You can concentrate all your strength on yourself, so that you can cultivate yourself into a second person. Looking at the world, you are rare."

"With the strength of the whole family, put hope on me. If you don't cultivate yourself, how can you be worthy of the dead. And how to kill you today. " The middle-aged monk of the immortal family, with a deep voice, spits out. His eyes open and close, and the divine light bursts, which makes people unable to look directly at him.

"You can't kill me, but almost all the people who sealed me in the year are dead. Maybe you are the only one to survive. Even if you can control the coffin, it's hard to seal me with the coffin. If you can't seal me, you can't kill me completely with your current strength." The old man shook his head and looked very confident.

"How do you despise me?" When the middle-aged monk said that, he stepped out in one step, ignoring the rules of heaven and earth. After this step, he appeared in front of the old man in ancient robes and blew his head.

"Far away!" The tone of the old man in the ancient robe is frightening.

It's not a rule to be close to the end of the world. It's a kind of magic power of the road. People who have this magic power.

How to say, we should also reach the "realm of respect" in the three levels of fairyland. One realm becomes respect, which is very close to the end of the world. One can do everything for thousands of years.

At present, his cultivation is only the first of the three realms of fairyland. The difference between the three realms of broken Tao and fairyland is almost as great as that between the fairyland and the fairyland. Some people who have been closed for 100000 years may not be able to reach the realm of Yuzun from the realm of broken Tao.

Boom!

The middle-aged friar hit him with one punch, but he didn't give the old man a chance to react, so he hit him in the face and his head broke instantly.

Jiang Feng breathed cold air. The middle-aged monk was too strong. The old man in the ancient robe was so terrible that his real strength was unimaginable. With one blow and one palm, all of them could not resist.

At this time, the old man in ancient robes faced the middle-aged friars like an egg against a stone. He was not a friar at all, and the gap was very big.

Yan Dongliu, Mu Caotang and Lin cangyun were also shocked. The middle-aged monk was too strong and completely refreshed their cognition.

However, just when Jiang Feng and others were shocked and excited, the ancient robe friar who was smashed to pieces of his head suddenly returned to normal, alive, without any trace of injury.

This is what abnormal strength ah! Jiang Feng couldn't believe it. He suddenly felt that he didn't know much about it before. What he contacted now was not what a monk in canglan or Xingchen could contact, but what he really belonged to the cultivation category of Jiutian fairy kingdom.

"If you recover once, I'll blow you up once!" The middle-aged friars are very powerful. At the moment when the ancient robe friars have just recovered, their big hands sweep again, carrying amazing power of destruction, and they have already cultivated the immortal trace and the meaning of the road.

"How can you have such power before you enter the fairyland? All planes and rules of the inferior mainland have been reshaped by the fairyland. This heaven and earth will not allow you to have such power!"

The old man in the ancient robe vomited in a frightful tone. He really felt afraid because his attack blocked the past. It was useless. He was directly destroyed, and then his head was instantly smashed, and the second time he was smashed.

This time, not only the head but also the body were smashed in the air.

Brush ～～～

A few hundred feet away, the space rippled slightly, and the old man's body reappeared in perfect condition. There was still no injury, but his breath was almost one third weaker.

The middle-aged friar was not surprised. He looked cold and looked at each other instantly. If the rune was released, he locked it directly.

"Even if the celestial realm remoulds its rules so that the world under the celestial realm can't have my power, they can't interfere in every place. The world is vast. One continent can't replace everything, and one celestial realm can't replace everything!"

The middle-aged monk's voice fell down and rushed out directly in front of the old man.

Boom!

He stretched out his big hand. The old man in the ancient robe didn't dare to resist. He ran away decisively and lost his trace in the blink of an eye.

"Come back!"

The middle-aged monk stretched out his hand and stirred a few times in the air to intercept a piece of space directly. The space was greatly enlarged, and the figure of the old man in the ancient robe appeared in it.

"You can't escape!" The middle-aged friar spat coldly and left with a big hand.

Boom!

The body of the old man in the ancient robe was smashed again. This time, he could no longer gather his body. The space where he lived was completely mastered by the middle-aged friars, and he could not escape. He was completely crushed and killed, and there was no trace of his existence in the world.

"So many years, I am making progress, and you are still buried in the coffin, how can you fight with me again!" The middle-aged friar said coldly.

He took a look at Jiang Feng, and immediately let Jiang Feng's heart thump. Being watched by such a big man, he said it was impossible not to be nervous.

"This monster is named tuntian tiger. It is the only heritage sealed in the universe before the extinction of this clan. It is not the monster domesticated by our Lianxian clan. Since it chooses to follow you, you should treat it well."

"In addition, I have to tell you that you have 15 monuments of inheritance. If you find another 21 inheritors, you can master the inheritance of all ethnic groups. Then you will get great fortune. Seize the opportunity."

The middle-aged friar said lightly.

Jiang Feng full of questions, decisive bow: "master, I have too many questions to ask you."

"Now is not the time to ask these questions. I still have people to kill. If there is spare time, I will make it clear to you later." After the middle-aged monk said that, his body immediately disappeared in the same place.