Chapter 199 Force

Just when Jinyang was a little hesitant, a sound came to his ear.

"Endless altar, the way back!"

"The universe mirror! Endless altar? The way back?"

Jinyang, who came back to his senses, shouted. Before he could say anything, his voice sounded again: "Work hard." When he was still stunned, great power, like ghosts and gods roared, rushed into Jinyang's body fiercely.

Many monks kneeling on the ground are intimidated at the level of immortals. The burning sun is not only reversed, but also becomes a fire dragon in the hands of the shadow, surrounding and cleaning up.

In the body, the power of the shadow is more unscrupulous. The barbarians fighting in all directions roar loudly and wave the tomahawk in their hands, which is useless, destroying and smashing them clean.

"Is this his strength?"

He looked at the shadow like a ghost and god incredulously, and in an instant, it wiped out Jin Yang's helpless residual consciousness.

"Dust to dust, earth to earth..."

"Hmm?" The moment the figure disappeared, Jin Yang dominated his body and opened his golden eyes. In his eyes, he saw the soul of war and shadow disappearing in the universe mirror. Dust to dust, earth to earth? A drop of blood, residual consciousness..."

Jin Yang, who was suspended in the air and smiled bitterly, clenched his fist. Unexpectedly, he was so weak that he mastered the unique law of fate in the world.

As soon as the shadow disappeared, the flat oppression on Wanshuixian Mountain was empty. Many monks kneeling on the ground had white faces and sighed, and some were more afraid. The inexplicable power is even more frightening.

I slightly felt the power in his body, which was huge, boundless and sufficient blood. Jinyang only felt that he was a wild beast. Taigu Shenshan easily resisted three or four. Between the waves of his hands, the vacuum was smashed, and even the space could not bind the body.

| "Is this the blood power of the ancestors?" Fortunately, it was more fearful, and finally turned into a trace of bitterness. "Nothing can be controlled, even the body that surpasses the immortals of the three worlds, what's the use!"

Jinyang, who was talking to himself, didn't notice the many monks below. They, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, shocked fiercely and surpassed the immortals of the three worlds? The body turned into a space fairy? Beyond?" Second brother, is it true? None of the eighteen people of Yuhua Xianzong were injured, and the third brother who was ready to start suddenly lost his mind. He looked at his brother in a frown.

A cold wind blew on Wanhuixian Mountain, which burned through a big hole, and shivered. The monks of Yuhua Xianzong looked at each other and dared not move. They were afraid of attracting Jinyang's attention and tore them up.

"Don't be afraid, Shenxiao Daozong will definitely deal with it!" Unfortunately, his trembling lips betrayed his heart, extreme fear!

However, these people come whatever they are afraid of. Jinyang, who was in a very bad mood, stared at the Yuhua Xianzong monk who was making trouble for him.

"Brother, run." The youngest and eighteenth disciple who could step into the immortals turned around and wanted to leave. Before he raised his foot, he was shocked by a roar: "Shenxiao Taoism, let it kill people?" I don't know where the courage came from. The second brother was a little crazy and arrogant.

Jin Yang floating in the air, his face changed, gloomy and terrible, his mind moved, and the moment of falling underworld returned to his hand. His fingertips gently bounced on it, sonorous, and the ancient sword was unparalleled.

He stroked the blade, looked at the roaring second brother below, and looked at him like a dead man. Even the brothers around him stepped back several steps and drew a line. Not to mention the monks of other factions have long been far away.

"Would you like to die? I'll fulfill you!"

Jin Yang had just joined in fear and looked extremely indifferent. He raised his hand with a sword and split it down. The three-foot sword was as sharp as the tentacles and extension of the moment of the underworld.

Ceng......

The fairy mountain that hit the ground shook endlessly, and the flowers in front of everyone's eyes were blown up, and the lingering sound was endless.

"Hmm! Who?! Are you going to die too?!"

When the cold Jinyang was about to wave his sword again, an old voice came, like a dead man who got up from the grave: "Deputy suzerain of the Mingzong, stop it. Please bear more in the Shenxiao Taoist sect."

Before the voice fell, a figure stood in front of Jinyang, with an old wrinkle on his face, a thin body, and a fairy treasure in his hand, full of cracks, which was the masterpiece of the moment of the underworld.

"There is no doubt that you will die!" I glanced at the old man, didn't think about it, and came back tough.

The elder of Shenxiao Taoism remained unchanged, staring at Jinyang, word by word, very firmly: "In the fairy mountain, there is no wanton killing!" Jin Yang immediately laughed and stared at the elder, "Yuhua Immortal Sect, what's wrong with you? Eighteen immortals besiege. Today, I want to kill all of them here!"

"You!"

Jin Yang's attitude has changed greatly, and even Shenxiao Taoism, a sect that speaks for itself, does not give face. Instead, he stared at the monks present and kept sweeping, looking for the vast ten kendo monks, intending to end up together!

When the elder of Shenxiao Taoism saw that Jin Yang ignored him, he glanced at him and knew what he was going to do. I, the Taoist sect, am friendly to you. Today you will be ungrateful and sweep away my reputation!" The elder stared at Jinyang and asked in a low voice. If it hadn't been for the pressure at that moment, he couldn't see through Jinyang, he would have started to do it long ago.

"If you have the ability to kill me!"

Finally, the people of Yuhua Xianzong couldn't stand the madness of Jinyang, and the elders of Shenxiao Daozong surged with a sense of security.

"What's the hurry?" Suddenly, a smile bloomed on his face, and he raised his finger to the people of the vast ten swordsmanship, "Your deputy suzerains are dead in my hands, and you can't run away!" The wind is light and the clouds are light, as if you are killing a chicken. With a knife, you will die!

As soon as this word came out, the square was suddenly silent. And you!" Jin Yang, with a stern look, trembled his fingers and pointed in front of many monks of the Emperor Demon Sect, as if he were going to swallow it alive. "The deputy patriarch of the Emperor Demon Sect will also die in my hands!"

The extremely tough Jinyang raised his hand and pointed, but 40 or 50 immortals seemed to die in his hands.

"It's not a lot of courage. I'm afraid it's you who will die first!"

A cold hum came from the Star Hall, and the dark shadow flashed in front of Jin Yang, and his cold eyes pierced Jin Yang's body.

Jin Yang, who heard this voice, knew that he was the deputy suzerain of the Emperor Demon Sect, and his expression was even more excited.

The eight deputy suzerains in the Star Hall came out. The deputy suzerains of Yuhua Xianzong stared fiercely at his disciples and looked the most complicated to Jinyang in the air. However, when these deputy suzerains appeared, Jin Yang was most concerned about the deputy suzerain of Tianzong, who had never seen before, and even seemed to have no reputation.

He was full of the blood of the ancestor of Jinwu, and his body was stronger than his cognition. I don't know what the attitude of this predecessor of the Jinwu nationality is and how much do you know about these secrets?

glanced at it and stood quietly at the head of Tianzong, as if he hadn't seen Jinyang. However, those seed disciples that Jinyang didn't know were all secretly guessing who this person was and had a deep relationship with the Jinwu ancient clan.

"You don't have to be so urgent if you want to die!" Jin Yang, who glanced at it, withdrew his eyes, and his fingertips flicked a little leisurely. The deputy suzerain of the Imperial Demon Sect almost exploded. He didn't even explore the source of his breathlessness. The magic was lingering, and the law surged. The power of the immortals of the three worlds protected himself, and he would never make the mistake of sword hatred!

The magic finger is bursting, and the high body is about to explode. With a loud shout, it spread all over Xianshan: "Diemon Sect, don't you pay attention to my Shenxiao Taoism!"

The elder of Shenxiao Daozong finally broke out, and his eyes were fierce. Although Jinyang was arrogant, he had not yet taken action. The guy of the Imperial Demon Sect directly regarded this burned fairy mountain as his own appearance and messed up.

"Old stuff! As the enemy of the Demon Sect, no matter where you are, you must die!" Before the words fell, when the elder Taishang was ready to go, a magic hall rushed out of his sea of knowledge, and thousands of horrible breaths were entangled, and the vast magic power suppressed the sky.

“...... Emperor's Demon Hall?!" The elder of the Taishang fixed his eyes and was shocked. In an instant, more than a dozen immortals of the Emperor Demon Sect had been received by him in the hall. He stood on the steps of the hall, with a high head, and even the Taishang Elders of the Shenxiao Taoist Sect despised, not to mention the unknown Jinyang who stood on the edge at the beginning.

"The ancestor of the emperor and demon is really magnificent! All the immortals dare to lend out! Unfortunately, I will give it to Shenxiao Daozong today, and there will be another important treasure in the Tibetan Pavilion!"

Jin Yang, who seemed to be marginalized all of a sudden, suddenly smiled wonderfully. The water was muddy, and the immortal seal was very good!

Just as he smiled, the deputy suzerain of the Emperor Demon Sect did not forget his goal, "When you die, you can still laugh!" The deputy patriarch of the Imperial Demon Sect, staring at Jinyang, may take action at any time.

The elder on one side promoted the cultivation of the immortals of the four worlds and was preparing to take action. He was immediately beaten back by Jin Yang's words.

"You are from the Holy Witch Church."

The deputy patriarch of the Emperor Demon Sect changed his face and turned black. He stared at Jin Yang and said nothing.

"It's really the Holy Witch Church! No wonder it's like a poisonous snake staring at me!"

"What's wrong, and what's wrong with it! Killing you, the peak immortals are not dreams!" The deputy suzerain of the Emperor Demon Sect finally revealed his vision. The elder on one side changed his face and his eyes wandered between the two.

"Taishang Elder? I don't know what you said... Is it still?!" Staring at Jin Yang, the deputy patriarch of the Emperor Demon Sect, suddenly laughed. Standing in a change, Dao Yizhuo's face turned blue, looking at the elder Taishang, staring at Jinyang with hatred, with some regret.

"It turned out to be a poisonous snake!"

"It's also crazy!" The vice-owner of Tianzong, who had never spoken, seemed to hear Dao Yizhuo's voice and gently opened his mouth and spread it all over the audience.