Chapter 723: Conduction

The sudden mutation made Xia Feng's heart beat.

This power that makes him feel frightened is...

Diwei?

Xia Feng looked at the small half of the finger bone from the void for sure! The pure emperor caused Xia Yu's sword to constantly tremble and resonate with the two. Even the divine war box is sensitive. The momentum of people's worship is extraordinary, like the Five Mountains. At the moment of arrival, everyone's breathing is stagnant!

"The remains of the emperor?" Xia Feng mobilized the emperor's sword in his body, running the wind emperor's decision, and the invisible wind flow surrounded him and dispersed the emperor's power.

Xia Feng's guess is right.

This half of the finger bone is a piece of the emperor's own finger bone, and Long Xuzi was lucky enough to get it at a seal. Although it can't be refined, it can barely be controlled. Even if the ten-thousand-year-old emperor has passed away, the remaining power of half of the finger bones is not what ordinary monks can resist.

"Wow, boy, you're very good. If you continue to grow, it may indeed become a giant in this world. You are wrong. It's too sharp. If you are willing to take a step back and hand over the star compass as soon as possible, will there be such a disaster? It's your luck to die under the bones of the emperor.

Long Xuzi's elegant black hair danced wildly.

The light flashed in my eyes, and the words were quite sighing. The sudden appearance of the emperor's bones, the space of the ruins is not as stable and solid as that of the virtual fairyland. The emperor's bone appeared, the void ripples constantly, and there was a great tendency to collapse.

"Then you can have a try." Xia Fengfeng gently waved his sleeves with a gentle wave of momentum, but his eyes swept to Yufeng Daozun.

Yufeng Daozun's hair stood up, and at this moment, his heart was in the middle of his hair. The spells displayed by the split pen are all offset by this son?

Although it is not clear how this son resists his faint light, at least the other party is no longer afraid of himself. Long Xuzi, do it quickly and don't give this person a chance to breathe!" Yufeng Daozun was a little flustered, and the transmission of divine consciousness went backwards. The split pen was a silver hook and iron stroke towards Xia Feng, which seemed to be free of charge.

"Suff--!"

It's a low-grade space fairy weapon.

In the void, a huge light fell from the sky, the unstable space collapsed vividly, and the space of hundreds of feet collapsed, like a broken mirror, and the power of destruction came to the face.

"Start with you first!"

When the magic wolf saw that the other party used such space power at one time, he barked a few times, showing a fierce grin, just as the faint light turned into more than a dozen towards the summer wind.

The wolf dog suddenly stood up, and the dog's claws were fiercely scratching the void.

The sound of tearing the paper sounded, and Xia Feng suddenly tore a crack in front of him. No matter how sharp the attack in front of him was, Xia Feng's previous crack swallowed it directly. The weird space rules make Xia Feng unable to touch his mind for the time being, but...

But he knows how to seize the opportunity! Xia Feng bypassed the collapsed space and used the art seal. The thunder dragon spirit root in the Dantian field spit out the pure thunder that had just been extracted. He only saw hundreds of purple thunders with thick water tanks falling from the sky, and the sky was majestic, blocking the retreat of Yufeng Daozun.

The dense purple lightning is dazzling, making people immersed in the sea of thunder. At the same time, Yufeng Daozun's scalp was numb, and he was ready to tear open the space with a cracked pen and leave here.

Suffering from such trauma, only internal injury, it's still light!

Even the summer wind coughs out a trace of blood. The thunder gun is the origin of his thunder, and he wants to make up for it. It is impossible without several years of practice.

But... for Xia Feng, it's very cost-effective! Taking a big step forward, Long Xuzi's expression changed in surprise. He never expected that Yufeng Daozun would be in the full set of Xia Feng at this junctunce, and temporarily had such problems. The dragon's claws cover the sky and cover the sun to capture the summer wind.

Xia Feng doesn't even look at it. He transforms the magic to the world, the boxing style is domineering, the boxing shadow is illusory, and the boxing shadows all over the sky bombarded the dragon's claws like raindrops. In the collision between the two, Long Xuzi coughed and spit blood, retreated a hundred feet, and Xia Feng was also uncomfortable. His fists were full of red blood, and his face was as pale as paper.

He knows that once he can't win the Yufeng Daozun in a short period of time, he will be unlucky.

Taking advantage of Long Xuzi's inability to stop him, Xia Feng took a rude step and arrived at Yufeng Daozun, not waiting for the other party to use spells to resist. Grab the empty pen, swallow it in one bite, and flow to Dantian. The split pen is someone else's thing, so it is natural to struggle strongly.

"Humph--!"

Xia Feng just hummed coldly. The emperor's sword, the emperor's scabbard, and the divine soldier box in Dantian all flashed with the precious light. They united and suppressed this fairy weapon without movement!

"Bang--!" Xia Feng punched Yufeng Daozun's lower abdomen and hit him alive from thousands of meters high, falling to the ground like a meteor. Coupled with Xia Feng's fist strength, the land in a radius of ten miles was densely covered with cracks of spider webs. The dust and fog rose immediately, and Xia Feng flew down, not giving Long Xuzi a chance to lock himself at all.

The falling momentum hit the body of Yufeng Daozun fiercely, and the bones suddenly heard the sound of cracking. Yufeng Daozun's breath is sluggish, and it can be regarded as a serious injury. Yuan Ying has not escaped yet. It seems that he still feels that it is not a matter of life and death.

The palace owner, who had been invincible just now, has fallen to the ground like a rotten dog.

The horror of Sanxiu in the distance, it can be imagined that the divine consciousness has always paid close attention to the war situation. Originally, they also thought that it would be very easy for Hailongzong and Yuxian Palace to join hands to take down the two.

Who knows, it's not the same thing at all!

The two sides are hot, regardless of the same. The war situation is tightly attached. Not only is this person strong, but also that woman can't be compared with ordinary immortals. Unexpectedly, one against four immortals, several real immortals...

Where did this man and woman come from??

After confirming that Yufeng Daozun had no power to retiate, he said, "I'll give you two choices. First, recognize me as the Lord and become my servant from now on. Second, kill you and don't enter the six reincarnations.

"Do you want to be your... slave... servant?" Lying on the ground, Yufeng Daozun, who was covered with blood, smiled weakly. He looked at Xia Feng and said intermittently. Finally, he spit out a mouthful of blood again and said with a grim smile, "Dream... boy, at worst, I will die with you and step on Huangquan Road together!"

Xia Feng's face did not move, but his fingertips beat a wisp of illusory red sun fire, popping up indifferently. The illusory red sun fire is not in the eyebrows and soul platform of Yufeng Daozun!

The spirit platform is a place where three souls and seven souls live. It is rushed in by pure Yang hegemony such as Chiyang Shenhuo. Can you think of the consequences?