Chapter 253 Open the Belly

The dust of the space-time explosion gradually dissipated, leaving a trace of blood on Jinyang's body. He glanced at the monks below, looked at the embarrassed Zhao Si, grinned and smiled.

"Zhao Si, you don't want to avenge your daughter, but it's a pity that you have lost your life."

Jin Yang, holding his arm, looked at him and walked over. Tianyi Xianzun, who flew in the sky, stared at Jinyang coldly and did not immediately take action, waiting for his first continuous response. Zhang Zhaosi looked at Jinyang, who was approaching step by step, slowly closed his eyes, and flew to Jinyang with a big bell in his hand.

"I'm incompetent if I can't kill you today, but if you want to kill me, that's stupid sleep talk!" Zhao Si opened his eyes and flashed a trace of determination.

"Dangerous!" Jinyang, who walked to Zhao Si, wanted to dodge.

But it was too late. The big bell at the speed of lightning flashed and broke into three pieces, which directly turned into a powder wrapped around Jinyang's body. As soon as his eyes were closed, his injured body was stimulated by the dust of the fairy bell, and his whole body seemed to be punctured by 3,000 iron.

"Chaos explodes you and blows you up. The psychic fairy treasure [Iron Fairy Bell] will definitely blow you up. You think the president can let you live in this world." Zhao Si pointed to Jinyang and roared loudly. The dust of the iron fairy bell rotated, and the world was like a huge fairy bell upside down, and the storm brought by the rotation was mixed with sharp hiss.

Jinyang, standing in the center of the storm, endured the pain of iron needles pricking his eyes. Looking at the twisted fairy bell god above his head, the sword body suddenly became hot, and the desire to devour rushed into Jinyang's mind.

The sharp sound of the storm covered the roar of the psychic fairy. "It turned out to be a dementia fairy." Jinyang, who endured acupuncture, did not shed a trace of blood from the body of the sword. Explosion!" Just as Jinyang stared intently, Zhao Si's snake-like voice penetrated the storm and reached Jinyang's ears.

"I naively thought that a psychic fairy that killed me. Is the explosion of the fairy treasure greater than the energy of the chaotic explosion?" Jinyang went up against the sky, and the last trace of reason flashed in his hot mind.

In Zhao Si's vision, Jinyang is like an octopus, going up against the sky and grabbing the god of the iron fairy bell flying in the sky, like a beast, and a tooth bites down fiercely on the god.

"What?"

Holding the iron fairy bell with low wisdom, Jinyang's teeth are golden and bone erosion, which is extremely powerful. With a big mouth, it is a huge gap, crisp and good. Dare to swallow the law of heaven and seek death. Looking at Jinyang Zhaoston, who lost his mind, he felt that he was a beast fighting, and there was a trace of disdain on his gloomy face.

"If there is nothing, can't you see that you have lost the control of the fairy treasure!" No matter how high the sky is concerned, the demon god Tianyi Immortal is not easy to mess with, and a pair of eyes pierce through all the essence. The body of the golden black above three thousand flew out of a mass of the sun's true fire, as if he was afraid to escape. He suddenly waved his claw, tore the sky, and rushed to the lost Jinyang with a vast silver light.

"Explosion."

The heart portrait is Zhao Si, who was hit by a hammer.

Holding Jinyang, who was nibbling fiercely by the god, his body fell into the collapsed space, shining and colorful, and thousands of heavenly methods shuttled through, like holding Jinyang with sharp steel wires.

A sound spread in the air, which was like a steel wire pulling a huge firmament, trying to pull a few openings on it. At the same time, Tianyi Xianzun's claws and the real fire of the sun also rushed into Jinyang's body.

With a bang, Jinyang fell into the collapsed world and knocked out like a rolling gourd. He fell on the snowy mountain with a plop, smashing a big pit, and the flying snowflakes made Jinyang piled up in it.

After wandering around a few times, the recovered Jinyang shook his body.

"Isn't this guy dead?"

The same voice sounded in the hearts of more than 300 monks. Jinyang, standing on the snowdrift, grinned. There was no good place in his body, and the sword body of the underworld was a little dull.

"Old man, your uncle's immortal Zhao Qing and Qing are much stronger. It seems that the quality of the emperor's sword is not very good." Jinyang looked immortal. He saw a scene on Tieze Xianzhong that made him unforgettable for life. The whole body of the god was entangled by the chaotic law of heaven. Thinking of it, his scalp was numb. The whole psychic fairy treasures were piled up, all drawn from the monk's body.

"You really think you can't die without stepping on it." The high-aled Tianyi Immortal looked coldly at the golden sun in the snowy mountains.

"Stepping me to death?" Jin Yang sneered, "I won't die if you die!" Looking at Jinwu, who was 3,000 feet, he roared loudly. The disciples on Daxue Mountain were all staring at Jinyang and stunned. Unexpectedly, the old man who had lived for tens of millions of years dared to curse him to death?

It's still on the snowy mountain!

Jinyang stands upright, with black hair and shawl, and the fairy clothes on his body are windless. His whole body is a sword that rushes to the sky.

"Little generation, do you really think my patience is unlimited? Let me lose the emperor's sword and make a big opponent, and I will let you live until tomorrow!" The body of 3,000 feet of the golden demon god came down from the sky, and a dark cloud shrouded the snowy mountain.

"The limit?" Jinyang stood in front of Tianyi Xianzun like an ant, and the edge of the underworld rising in the sky filled the sky. The powerful Tianyi Immortal's rare war blood met the breath of the underworld and flowed, and the mountain-like head of Jinwu suddenly turned to Jinyang.

"Enough!" There was a loud shout on the snowy mountain, and a Qingtian raised his hand to drag the head of the hill-like golden black.

With a tear, Jinyang jumped up like a complete moment of hell, piercing Jinwu's abdomen.

"Ah..."

With a long whine, Tianyi Xianzun, who was dragged by the dean's head, suddenly flew up, his abdomen was cut open, and golden blood splashed like a river, and the golden sun standing in the sky was splashed straight.