Chapter 572 Emperor Shang
"Recede!"
Jin Changfeng shouted fiercely and drank back the support of the masters. His face flashed with gold, a kind of heaven and earth, and the unique momentum slammed out.
"Stars from all directions! A sword in the sky!"
Suddenly, his hands turned to the sky and rumbled. The Eight-way Hall shot out the light of stars again and gathered on Jin Changfeng. His hands were wrapped around with ten fingers, like the claws of two dragons, grabbing down.
There were a series of loud noises, and the air was like a thunderbolt. Four hundred and five shocking sword lights shattered in an instant and turned into light spots all over the sky.
Boom——
Zhang Molin was struck by lightning, and his body rumbled down from the sky. Zhang Qianye and Zhang Qianji exclaimed and flew forward to support their father.
"I told you! I am the true dragon emperor. In the palace, no one can defeat me. Go to hell--
Jin Changfeng grabbed it again, and the claws of two giant dragons floated in the air and grabbed the father and son.
"It's over! Unexpectedly, our four families fought for thousands of years and finally did not escape the end of destruction.
Zhang Molin shouted, and his voice was full of desolation and sadness. He seemed to lament the injustice of fate and the coldness of Jin Changfeng.
sss--
The breath of death has enveloped the father and son. At this time, a sharp sword light suddenly came across the sky, like a streamer of lightning, which shocked the world. With a click, the two huge dragon claws suddenly broke and turned into stars all over the sky.
"Ah - who?"
Jin Changfeng shouted, and his figure seemed to have been hit by an invisible force, like autumn leaves swept into the wind and flew backwards, like a river and sea in his chest, and the shaking Jindan almost ejected out of his mouth.
buzz-
Under the shocked gaze of everyone, a dark whirlpool appeared over the Jinluan Hall, and a boundless force emanated from the whirlpool, as if to swallow all the people at the scene.
"What is this? Is it the legend that only the supreme strong man who reaches the broken void can create the space vortex of the monks of the Huashen period? Which supreme strong man is going to come out of here? Did the sword light just now fly out of this whirlpool? Doesn't that mean that I was fighting with a supreme strong man who broke the void just now!"
Feeling the power of terror in the whirlpool, Jin Changfeng was shocked. He thought that he might have just collided with a monk of the Huashen period and did not die, and he was excited again.
"Space Vortex! It turned out to be a space whirlpool. I thought it was Ding Yang who came back to save us. In this way, I don't know which strong man passed by. We don't know him. I'm afraid it's too difficult to rely on such a strong man to save us. Today, the fate of our father and son seems irreparable.
At the moment when Jin Changfeng's attack was smashed, Zhang Molin was overjoyed and thought that it was Ding Yang who really returned to rescue, but when he saw the space vortex, the joy immediately disappeared cleanly.
Since it is a space crack that only the supreme strong man who breaks the void can appear, it will definitely not be Ding Yang. Although Ding Yang's combat effectiveness is amazing, after all, even Yuanying has not condensed.
Brush——
Just as everyone was thinking complicated and thinking nonsense, the space vortex fluctuated, and suddenly a foot came out of it. Everyone's eyes suddenly fell on the fire like a moth. With a brush, they all gathered on top of this foot.
Just add this foot, step out of the whirlpool, pause slightly, and then step out with a bang, and a white figure appears in the air.
Ah-
Jin Changfeng didn't seem to believe his eyes. Looking at the familiar white figure in the air, his whole body fell into sluggishness. Not only him, but all the people below him, including the father and son of the Zhang family, who were already in ashes, instantly petrified and stunned when they saw this man in white.
I saw the man in white appearing in the air, with long hair fluttering, white clothes like snow, colorful eyebrows, bright eyes, beautiful and handsome like an eighteen or nineteen-year-old young man, with a six-pointed star mark in his eyebrows, indicating his unique identity.
Jin Xingchen, the master of the protection of the Jinfeng Dynasty and the ancestor of the Jinfeng royal family.
"Ah! Ancestor! Has the ancestor returned? The ancestors returned safely. It's a great blessing. The unworthy descendants and Changfeng visited the ancestors!"
It is worthy of being a generation of emperors. Jin Changfeng quickly woke up from the shock, was surprised, and fell down to Jin Xingchen in the void. The status of Jin Xingchen in the Jinfeng Dynasty is no less than that of Dinghai God Needle and Optimus Prime. His return has an extraordinary significance for the Jinfeng royal family.
As soon as Jin Changfeng fell down, he suddenly thought of something, and his heart was immediately cold. Jin Xingchen originally left with Ding Yang, but now that Jin Xingchen has returned, then Ding Yang...
Just as Jin Changfeng's face changed greatly, Zhang Molin also thought of this problem at the same time, and the light of hope appeared again on his face.
"It's really a blessing for the return of the ancestor. Please wait a moment. When I finish dealing with the affairs in the country, I will welcome the ancestor back to the palace."
Jin Changfeng made a sharp decision. Without waiting for Jin Xingchen to speak, he suddenly jumped up, condensed a sword of the sky, and cut down towards the Zhang family and his son.
"Evil beast! Stop it!"
Jin Xingchen raised his eyebrows, and the six-pointed star in the middle of his eyebrows flashed. Just as he was about to stop Jin Changfeng, a voice suddenly came from the whirlpool:
"You can't live for your own sins! Jin Xingchen, don't defend him anymore.
Jin Xingchen's face showed a trace of pain, but soon disappeared and he lowered his head without saying a word.
Boom——
A palm as big as a city poked out of the whirlpool. The wind and clouds accompanied, and thunder and lightning came down like the palm of a giant spirit. When it was grasped in the air and banged, the sword of the sky of Jin Changfeng was immediately crushed and invisible. The dragon on the Jinluan Hall hissed and wanted to fly. The huge palm grabbed it again and directly turned into flying smoke.
Bum-Bum-Bum-
As soon as the dragon was broken, the eight mythical beast statues in the Eight Hall of Taihe, Taiyuan, Dazai, Taihua, Taikang, Taixuan, Taiqing and Taishou Hall, Kirin, Phoenix, White Elephant, Green Lion, Flying Camel, Unicorn Horse, Colorful Cow and White-tailed Deer all burst and turned into gravel powder all over the sky.
Puff——
Jin Changfeng made a sad cry, and the blood in his mouth sprayed wildly. His breath was closely related to the statue of the mythical beast in the eight-way hall. Now the statue is broken, and his body has also received a fatal shock.
"Jin Changfeng! I asked Jin Xingchen to appear first just to give you a chance. Since you don't cherish it at all, there is no need to exist.
A distant and majestic voice appeared in the air, and the huge palm was grabbed at the head again. With a bang, Jin Changfeng suddenly turned into a ball of meat mud. A bright golden elixir flew into the air, and the huge palm flew directly into Zhang Chiba's arms.
Ah?
When the Zhang family's father and son were stunned, they saw a whirlpool fluctuation, and a familiar blue figure appeared in the air.
Ding Yang!
Master Ding!
Zhang Molin and his son suddenly burst into tears.