Chapter 419 The Fall of the Divine Master

"Qianlin! Qiangang!"

Zhang Moxiang, a priest of the Zhang family, suddenly roared fiercely, and his eyes were red. Among the dead masters, there were two, one was his son and the other was his own nephew.

When his eldest brother was on a mission, he was killed and died. He left only one son. He was raised by him and regarded him as his own. Like his own son, Zhang Moxiang put a lot of effort into it, but now, all his dreams are broken.

Ah-

Zhang Moxiang let out a beast-like howling and rushed to the Murong family's team desperately. His weapon is a nine-section long whip with a red body. It is made of the spine of the first-order wild beast, the red fire dragon and the scale lion. It is a lower spiritual weapon.

The long whip shook, and there was a dragon-like roar in the air. A huge thing emerged. The shape was a male lion, with a long body, long horns on its head, and its body was full of fire dragon scales, like dragon scales. The dragon roared in its mouth and rushed to the Murong family's team.

This male lion shadow is the soul of the red fire dragon and scale lion. When it is hunted, it is extracted with supreme magic power and sealed in the long whip. Now it is stimulated by Zhang Moxiang, which is more powerful.

"Hum - little evil beast! I don't know whether to live or die!"

In the Murong family, an old man in black flew out and snorted coldly. A dark stick appeared in the sky. The shadow of the stick was like a mountain, and a stick was on the top of Mount Tai, hitting the dragon scale lion.

This old man in black, named Murong Changqiu, is a veteran god of the Murong family. He is a middle-level god. He is far above Zhang Moxiang. He is smashed down with a stick and is as strong as a mountain. With a roar, the virtual shadow of the dragon and lion was torn apart under the shadow of the stick.

"Moxiang, be careful!"

Zerbron's face changed and he roared at Zhang Moxiang. As soon as he shook his body, he was about to fly forward.

"Gaga! Chamberlain! Your opponent is me."

With a bang, a pair of white-boned palms floated in the air and grew in the wind. In an instant, they turned into the size of a grinding disc and pressed down head-on. The breath was strong, heavier than the mountains.

The old ghost Murong took action. Chamberlain did not dare to neglect, so he had to turn around and put out his sword. The purple electric thunder sword shot thousands of thunder, directly hitting the palm of Murong's old ghost's white bones. With a click, the white bone palm print was torn apart, but Chamberlain's body also retreated several feet.

Ah-

With a scream, Zhang Burun's face changed dramatically. When he turned around, he saw Zhang Moxiang being bathed in blood, with a big hole in his chest. His flesh and blood were blurred, and he could see the opposite side through his body. But he was pounded by Murong Changqiu with a stick and hit his chest and abdomen. Suddenly, his internal organs were broken and his liver and intestines were broken.

buzz-

A blue golden elixir rotates uncertainly and floats in the cave, but it is Zhang Moxiang's original golden elixir. Jin Dan is extremely hard. Although Zhang Moxiang's body has been broken, as long as Jin Dan is not broken, life still exists. But there is a big hole in the body, and the severe pain is not bearable for anyone.

Zhang Molin's body shook, appeared directly in front of Zhang Moxiang, and reached out to grab it. As long as the golden elixir did not break through this disaster, Zhang Moxiang still had a chance to recover.

Sss - Zhang Molin's hand was about to touch Zhang Moxiang's body, and suddenly a sharp light fell from the sky, breaking through the air and reaching Zhang Molin's back.

Zhang Molin was shocked and had sensed the power contained in this light, which was far better than himself. It should be the power of a high-level god, in which at least contained the power of the five elixir.

Zhang Molin had no choice but to turn around and with a bang, Guishui's angry sea shuttle turned into a blue light and met the attack behind him. With a click, the situation behind him was as fierce as a mountain, as sharp as a magic weapon, and suddenly withdrew Zhang Molin.

"Homeowner--"

Zhang Moxiang howled in despair, and a big hand appeared in the sky, like an eagle's claw. With a brush, he reached into the big hole in Zhang Moxiang's chest and grabbed the magnificent golden elixir in his hand.

sou——

The big hand like eagle claws grabbed the golden elixir and took it back directly. The owner of the big hand looked at the golden elixir shining in his hand and laughed. At the same time, the other hand caught in the air, and a huge wolf tooth knife flew to the hand. The back of the knife was covered with cold sharp teeth, like wolf teeth, which was frightening.

"Murong Lianheng--"

Zhang Molin banged, a tooth smashed in his mouth, and squeezed the name out of his teeth. His tone was cold, and his eyes flashed with incomparable hatred.

Zhang Moxiang, who lost the golden elixir, suddenly disappeared and became a dead ashes. He fell to the ground with a bang. In the big hole in his chest, blood came out like a stream.

The golden elixir in Murong Lianheng's hand was still shining and did not weaken and dissipate because of the death of his master.

"Ah - I'm not dazzled, am I? How could a god die like this?"

"Oh, my God! That's a god! The supreme god fell like this!"

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"What should we do? Is today really the day of the destruction of our Zhang family?

"If even the divine master is dead, what are we? It seems that our Zhang family is doomed today.

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Seeing the bright star-like golden elixir in Murong Lianheng's hand, the teachers present, whether it was the Zhang family or the Murong family, were all stunned, as if they had been fixed, their eyes were dull, their bodies were stiff, and they were motionless, like a group of wood carving clay sculptures.

Although the divine master can't live forever, if he can't reach the realm of the holy master, he will eventually die because of the exhaustion of Shouyuan. However, in the Jinfeng Dynasty, it is almost difficult to see a divine master killed in battle. That's why these people are shocked to such an extent.

"Murong Lianheng, Murong old ghost! - My Zhang family and you don't have the same time!"

Zhman's eyelids cracked, and the blood flowed all over his face. He let out a shocking roar and went straight to the sky. When he came to the sky, he was blocked by an invisible light curtain and could not spread out.

"Hmm - don't share the sky? Do you think you can still see the sun tomorrow?

The old ghost Murong snorted coldly and didn't care about Chamberlain's murder at all. A pair of white-boned palms were like grinding discs, and his palms were wrong and crushed towards Chamberlain.

"Kill!"

The teams on both sides suddenly hit the sky, like two waves of roaring torrents, rushing up and fighting together.

"Kill--"

Zhang Qianye flew out with a sword and immediately cut a junior master of the Murong family into pieces. With the help of Ding Yang, he was now a high-level master, and he was urged by anger. The sword spirit was overwhelming and unstoppable. In a moment, he killed three masters of the Murong family.

"The younger generation dies!"

Just as Zhang Qianye chopped at a middle-level master of Murong's family with another sword, he shouted angrily in the air, and a sharp light, like thunder, came to Zhang Qianye.

The realm of the divine master!

Zhang Qianye was shocked. He turned around and flew out with a sword. With a sound, his chest seemed to have been hit by a mountain, spewing out a mouthful of blood and staggered back.

buzz-

The master of Murong's family, with fierce eyes, raised his hand and waved his hand. A long gun, like a flying dragon, stabbed straight at Zhang Qianye's chest.