Chapter 435 The Appearance of Yuanying

Ding Yang stood proudly in the void. In the eyes of the gods of the Jinfeng Dynasty, he was like a god. What he said was also like the will of heaven, which could not be disobeyed.

Everyone's confidence was scattered by Ding Yang in the blow just now. Now in their hearts, all that is left is endless panic and fear.

Even in the most absurd dream, no one has ever thought that a Judan monk can face the attack of 30 Judan monks at the same time and win.

But just now, this kind of situation that didn't even happen in their eyes was really happened in front of them, and they were not only bystanders, but also participants in person.

The gods of the three major forces have not woken up from their dreams so far. Even Chamberlain and others are also chaotic, as if they were still sleeping.

The attack of the three major forces is about to come to Ding Yang. In their hearts, the result is that there is no suspense at all. Thirty divine masters fight together. Even if they are monks in the Yuanying period, they can only escape.

In the Jinfeng Dynasty, although the number of divine masters exceeded 50, they were subordinate to the five major forces, and there was no possibility of joint combat. But today, under the pressure of Ding Yang, thousands of years of hardships have come together.

Just as they felt that the victory was in hand and a triumphant smile appeared on their faces, a nightmare came. This nightmare will be entangled in the heart of the present god for decades to come and cannot be faded away.

The dark iron ring, and the dark furnace, the black airflow emitted from it, and the dark flame, I don't know what horrible things are contained, but they are like destroying the withering, directly destroying the attack of the crowd.

Whether it is the Nangong family's [seven-injury overlord power], the Qin family's [stars change into the sky] or the royal family's [fight through the sky true method], in front of these two equally dark magic weapons, they are all vulnerable, just like paper paste.

In fact, not to mention them, even the gatemen of the super faction such as Jutianzong will not know the power of the barbaric spirit and the power of the cave virtual.

Especially the power of Dongxu is the power of space created by the supreme of the wilderness. In the world of cultivation, even the monks of the period of the gods may not be able to imagine how great this power is.

This kind of power has completely exceeded the category of simple power, but a realm, a rule, and has an irresistible repressive power for low-level power.

This time, in the face of Ding Yang's question, all the people were silent.

Objection? Obviously, he was long-lived. In the face of Ding Yang, whose strength could not be guessed, no one had the courage to speak out against it.

But do you agree with it like this? In particular, the Nangong family and the Qin family are a little unwilling.

"What? By now, do you still have illusions in your hearts?

Ding Yang's tone became more and more cold. Hearing it in everyone's ears, he suddenly felt that his whole body had fallen into the Wanzhang ice cave, and he couldn't help trembling.

Brush——

Ding Yang suddenly hit a finger wind, passed through a hundred feet of space, and fell directly on Murong Chenlong, who withered on the ground. This finger wind was mixed with a trace of hole virtual power. With a sneer, a blood hole suddenly appeared on Murong Chenlong's head. This finger directly penetrated Murong Chenlong's head.

"Ah--"

Murong Chenlong, who was originally like a dead man, suddenly howled fiercely. His body jumped up from the ground and trembled violently. Golden blood flowed from his eyes. Although it was a hundred feet away, he accurately roared at Ding Yang:

"Ding Yang! You kill me, Murong Shi's parents, take away my [Hidden Holy Star Clock], and now you still want to kill me. I, Murong Shijia, don't share the sky with you. Even if I turn into a fierce ghost, I won't let you go!"

There is a big hole in Murong Shen's head, which has penetrated his head, but he still did not die immediately.

Judan monks, as long as the body dies, can only rely on the power of the golden elixir, gasp for a ray of incense, and finally die. Only after the Yuanying can the Yuanying be immortal.

"I hate it!"

"I hate it!"

"I hate it!"

Murong Chenlong's head was pierced, and there was no hope of survival. In a sad voice, he said three times in a row. A large blood gushed out of his mouth, and his body fell softly. This time, he was completely dead.

buzz-

Ding Yang scratched his fingers, and a huge suction swirled out. Murong Chenlong's chest suddenly cracked a big hole with a bang. An egg-sized, extremely round, golden elixir appeared, and with a swish sound, sucked Ding Yang's palm.

"Humph - if you sit honestly with your head, how can it end today? Everything in the world, one drink and one peck, all have cause and effect in it. This is all your own destruction. What is there to hate?"

Ding Yang looked at the bright and uncertain golden elixir in his hand and said coldly, as if he was still teaching Murong Shenlong a lesson.

He threw Murong Shenlong's golden elixir into the Blood Dragon Hall with his backhand, and Ding Yang's eyes slowly flashed across everyone's faces.

Everyone was shocked by Ding Yang's fierceness. Murong Chenlong was not an ordinary god. He was the head of the Murong family. How noble his identity was that he was killed by Ding Yang, just like killing a chicken and a dog.

Qin Wancheng and Nangong were not injured. The two owners of the family were extremely miserable. The two families, which have lasted for thousands of years in the Jinfeng Dynasty, should they disappear in their own hands? In that case, they will not become the sinners of the family?

But in the current situation, there is no way out. The enemy's strength is so terrible that it is beyond their imagination. The strength of both sides is not on the same level at all.

"Hahahaha!"

Just when Qin Wancheng and Nangong were entangled, Jin Wuji in Ding Yang's hand suddenly burst into a wild smile. It's just that his throat is still stuck by Ding Yang, so the laughter sounds very strange.

"Cough... Ding Yang! Your strength is indeed extremely powerful, but my Jinfeng Dynasty is not slaughtered by others.

In Jin Wuji's withered eyes, two rays suddenly lit up, as if the light had returned.

"People usually say that I am the strongest in the royal family. In fact, it is not right at all. Since the Jinfeng Dynasty is still a third-level kingdom, there is naturally at least one Yuanying Holy Master."

Speaking of this, Jin Wuji smiled proudly.

Ding Yang's face changed, and he suddenly turned his face to the northeast.

buzz——

In the northeast, the wind and clouds suddenly changed color, and a magnificent atmosphere permeated, covering the whole capital.

"It's really a Yuanying monk!"