Chapter 860: Tianlong Inheritance: My Life and Faith 59

This gate of hell is condensed by Taoism, not the real Taoist gate of hell! Under the beheading of the emperor's sword, it was scattered in an instant. However, at the moment of collapse, a yellow spring comparable to all over the world gushed out, and the ghosts mixed with resentment in the yellow spring were hundreds of millions!

Endless resentment and fierce ghosts are full of thousands of miles of miles of the seventh level!

In such a battle, even if the Daluo Zhenxian comes, he can't help but feel numb! However, Xia Feng is not afraid, and the sword is invincible all the way. Who can stop its true power?

There are also a lot of resentments that avoid the evil sword, and they all gathered to the summer wind full of fierceness! The delicate dream is already the form of an old old man, accompanied by death. It seems that this moment of fighting is a lot of consumption for her.

"Billions of gods and ghosts, Huangquan plastic body; the soul is condensed and transformed into a spirit!!"

The fairy in the old man's hand was pinched out, and the hoarse voice was irresistible. I saw the yellow spring flowing in the space like a water dragon, and immediately condensed into a giant of the yellow spring of heaven and earth.

Some of them are meaty and yin.

The ordinary immortals are close to the Huangquan giant, and they can kill them coldly without complaining. Hundreds of millions of ghosts swam towards the body of the Huangquan giant as if they had heard the call!

However, these hundreds of millions of souls are integrated into each other.

After the moment, the original tomous ghosts and the yellow springs of the four seas disappeared and replaced by a yellow spring ghost standing in front of the summer wind, wearing a war armor, holding a resentful soul knife, with fierce momentum!

This Huangquan ghost general has no wisdom at all, but when many resentful souls poured into his body, his originally dim and empty eyes suddenly showed two beating ghost fires.

The creaking sound came from the Huangquan ghost, and it seemed to be moving its body mechanically. But it's just below, when the thousand-foot sword is about to touch the ring!

"Wow--!"

The Huangquan ghost will suddenly disappear in front of Xia Feng, so that even Xia Feng can't see it clearly. When Xia Feng reacted, the Huangquan ghost suddenly waved the sword of resentment in his hand.

"Sonorous--!"

The airflow generated by the collision of two divine soldiers, not to mention the void is broken, I don't know how many ghosts have died on the ghost knife of Huangquan ghost general.

The sword is also uncomfortable.

The original three thousand feet of sword body, at this time, there are only more than two thousand feet left!

"Kid, I'll say it again, you can enter the eighth level. Why fight to the death with me? Do you really think I'm afraid of you? The old man looked at the summer wind coldly, and her voice was hoarse and harsh.

"What do I want to do? Do I need you to control it? If you ask me to leave, will I leave? If you want to kill me, will you kill me? What am I?? Do you think my summer wind is an ant without the power to bind a chicken? If I don't kill you today, what can I talk about? What will I talk about?"

Xia Feng's words are pearls, and he is determined to fight with the other party.

Seeing that his mind moved, the sword reversed the sky and cut it down again. Qianzhang Huangquan general suddenly jumped up, holding the soul of resentment knife, and hit the sword crazily.

The Huangquan ghost suddenly exploded and turned into yellow sand and rose from the sky. The sword, after killing the Huangquan ghost, plundered and killed the delicate dream like a broken bamboo.

"Little guy, it seems that you are really going to step on the yellow spring with me. I will accompany you!" For a moment, a murderous spirit flashed on the old woman with a delicate dream.

She used to be a half-source and half-emperor.

How can you be bullied like this by a junior? I saw the withered hands of the delicate dream, and the palm of the banana fan wanted to use the magic again, but will Xia Feng give her a chance to do it?

Now that you have done it, you will completely put it into hell without giving him any resistance!

"Is there a secret of manipulating the soul?" Xia Feng's eyes were cold, and his mind asked the Tiandi bottle in an instant.

"I can give it to you, but when you step into the Tianlong Pool, how about putting me in the Tianlong Pool?" Tiandi Bottle put forward a request. Xia Feng didn't think about it and said, "Okay!"

In Xia Feng's mind, a gentle divine consciousness immediately gushed out. This warm divine consciousness is nothing else, but a soul skill.

The name is: "San Xuanhao Yujue!"

With the divine consciousness of the Heavenly Emperor's Bottle, Xia Feng can remember this technique in his heart almost in an instant. Three Xuanhao Yujue, the first Xuan is to deter the soul, the second Xuan is to kill the soul, and the third Xuan is to swallow the soul!

The first mystery is extremely simple. It didn't take long for Xia Feng to master the essence of it. After the brain digested it, his big hand suddenly fell a little at the slender dream under the sky ring. Kill!

One word out, the world changes!

The sword and the emperor's sword, together turned into a streamer, not to mention that there are thousands of thunders mixed with the thunderbolt fire, falling crazily, as if destroying the world.

"Gollum..." The elders of the emperors looked at the fighting method of the light curtain, and their faces were horrightened, and there was no blood at all. Ordinary elders and deacons, even watching the battle across the world, showed a lingering expression of fight.

"The banana fan was actually lost in the hands of the ancestors..." The four elders showed their meditation. Such divine treasures are naturally in the front row of the dragon clan, but they seem to have been lost by the classics.

It turned out that it was not lost, but it was actually in the hands of the delicate dream.

"In this case, it is also cost-effective for Xia Feng to take this thing back. The records of this ancestral classics are extremely flamboyant, and it seems that it is not bad at all!" There was a touch of anger on the face of the four old men.

For the sake of self-interest, the generals who violate the iron law are enough to make them reject it. Compared with Huanyu and Xiyu, the woman in front of her is not worthy to be called the ancestors of the dragon clan at all!

"Then fall into reincarnation together. Anyway, it's dead. I'm not afraid!!" When Xianyoumeng saw that Xia Feng did not intend to let go at all, he lost his voice and screamed, and he never knew how much there was. The great destruction and the power of life were slowly born at this moment.

Who would have expected Xia Feng to give her a little chance to breathe and do it?

I can't help but say that my eyes flashed and shocked the power, and the ancient dragon soul emerging behind me had been waiting for a long time.

"The dementor of San Xuanhao's decision, come!"

As soon as the voice fell, the ancient dragon soul made a earth-shaking roar. A soul was crazy, mixed with the power of destroying witheredness, forcing the delicate dream, not to mention the sharpest thing!

The ancient Dragon Soul has the power of God, and it can be said to be a perfect match with this decision!

As soon as the Taoism came out, the delicate dream was originally the body of the soul, suffering the impact, and there was no physical resistance. It can be imagined how strong it was. Half of the slender dream suddenly stopped. The pupils suddenly appeared, and a wisp of confusion was revealed in his eyes!