Chapter 229 Together

Touched, Jin Yang was bombarded by Zhao Qing's invincible fist, and his body seemed to have been hit by 100,000 tons of heavy objects, and suddenly bowed into shrimp. The emperor's sword body is led by the green dragon species, and it can finally be completed!" Zhao Qing laughed, his arrogant and invincible posture was arrogant in front of Jin Yang, and a pair of iron fists kept bombarding Jin Yang's stomach.

"Real?" Jin Yang, who dared not relax at the moment of hell, shouted and stared at Zhao Qing, "It won't make you feel better if you die together. Go to hell!" The sneering Jin Yang roared repeatedly, and his whole body was soaked with sweat, and things closely related to life were peeling off.

"Look for death!" While Zhang Kuang's Zhao Qing bombarded with two fists, he felt Jin Yang's determination and just felt Jin Yang's strangeness. Looking for death." Teng's fist turned into a big palm to push Jinyang out. It's late!" With the sound of bright red blood, a fist-sized ball rushed into his body in an instant.

The next moment, a muffled hum came from Zhao Qing's body, and wisps of holy light shot out of the stabbed wound.

"Isn't it immortal?" Jin Yang, who held the moment of the underworld and locked Zhao Qing's head tightly, was afraid that she would run away. The golden blood spit out of his mouth was mixed with Zhao Qing's blood, regardless of you and me. Holding Zhao Qing tightly, "The holy light world can't be blown up? Then die together!"

In an hour, the wind and clouds in the sky changed, and the atmosphere was full of air, and a huge whirlpool formed above Jinyang's head.

"Puto kowtowed three times!"

With a roar, between heaven and earth, the Undead charm rotated in the sky, all of which were attached to the two bodies. Zhao Qing, who trembled violently, roared repeatedly, with a white goose neck, a tall figure with blue veins, and a twisted body.

"If you want to die, you will die!"

As soon as the roaring Jinyang Mingzong's unique skill came out, all the Mingzong's power rushed out of his body, and the undead seal was like a carving knife poking into Zhao Qing's body fiercely. The sacred body of the emperor's sword body was cursed endlessly, and Jinyang's body was completely collapsed. The golden blood broke out, the meridians burst directly, and the crystallization of faith in the center of the sea burned out in an instant.

At the moment when the power of Mingzong turned, everyone's hearts were involuntarily afraid. The black clouds pressed the sky, and the ghost roared. At the moment, the deputy suzerains of the nine sects widened their eyes, and the elders' thoughts exploded. A trace of bad luck entangled their minds, and their closed eyes did not dare to open.

"No! Boy is looking for death!"

Looking at the guardian who did not intervene from afar, his heart was in chaos. The python-like dragon on the black python robe flew up, and the black atmosphere all over his body covered the world. A pair of black hands the size of a fan stretched out the sleeves of the caged robe. The emperor's mission is not allowed to be lost!" The black python guardian who muttered to himself was very excited and turned pale between heaven and earth. Even the islands covered by 2,000 miles dare not be seen.

Jin Yang, who quietly held Zhao Qing, stared at Zhao Qing. The underworld was engraved in his arms, like a revived sword, and the gods were recovering day by day.

"Go to hell!"

The python robe guardian who muttered to himself pushed with both hands, and the purple thunder suddenly turned and exploded in the sky. Roar! The body wrapped in the black robe swelled like a balloon, and a huge one-horn grew on his forehead.

"Gods?"

While this idea flashed in the hearts of the people of the nine sects watching, a huge purple figure had rushed behind Jinyang, and a pair of sharp claws caught Jinyang with thick thunder and lightning. Jinyang, who opened his eyes wide, could see the movements of the guardian clearly. He collapsed and knew the sea without taking away all his feelings at once. He could even feel the next moment of the action of the purple monster. He was able to predict the direction of the next moment of the underworld. He was almost 30% sure that he was sure and stabbed him with a sword.

Unfortunately, Jin Yang, who is holding Zhao Qing's body tightly now, is like holding a sharp sword. His whole body has been plowed by the out-of-control sword, and his stiff body can't move.

Death is shrouded!

Time seemed to be static in Jin Yang's feeling, and everything in the world was in his intuition, and the increasingly giant claws almost stuck to him.

The awakened consciousness is constantly rotating. As long as he has a trace of strength, he lifts the guardian in his arms. According to the fact that he can't easily hurt himself, his huge purple claws have to be cut off.

However, today, this claw has caught his heart. With a slight force, Jin Yang's body was torn apart and died on the spot.

"If you die, you will die together!" Turning the last trace of thought, the moment of the underworld in his arms trembled, and entered Zhao Qing's body again, and the tip of the sword broke her abdomen.

However, at the moment when Jinyang had the idea of desperation, all the people of the nine sects took a deep breath. The huge purple claws were fixed in the air, and the wrists were silently broken, and purple protoss blood gushed out.

"What's going on?" Everyone was shocked. The deputy patriarch of the nine sects stared at Jin Yang with uncertain eyes. He dared not look up at the elder who wanted to hit Jin Yang's attention. Emperor Chen's greedy eyes with such attention in his heart withdrew his eyes staring at the emperor's sword!

Within thousands of miles, no one dared to move in the silence. Jinyang, who was holding Zhao Qing and wanted to die together, had no more strength, and his body involuntarily fell down. Jin Yang, whose thoughts were a little lax, slowly opened his closed eyes. What he could see was a man wrapped in a pure black robe. His short figure seemed to be an ordinary old man. Jinyang, who looked from top to bottom, jumped with purple blood dripping in his sleeves, but what surprised him more was.

This short old man kneels quietly in front of him in the posture of a servant, and there is no trace of unwillingness in his calm eyes, as if it is natural.

Jinyang, who was silent and had no strength floating in the air, looked at him. Hundreds of thousands of eyes of the nine sects stared at the two, and Chen Huang's eyes fell on them through the imperial world, worrying that a trace would flash in her eyes.

"Master."

The old man kneeling on the ground finally opened his mouth, and Jin Yang, who didn't even have the strength to speak, quietly looked at the old man who suddenly called himself his master. Master, I have been quietly observing you over the years. Some of my forces have not said much. You don't know my existence, but." The old man looked at Jinyang and seemed to feel the defense in Jinyang's heart. He stood up, stood close to Jinyang, and said again, "But it's not the first time you have contacted me." When Jinyang heard this, he couldn't help but flash a trace of memory in his eyes. Looking for the old man's memory, he passed and had nothing.

The old man quietly waited for Jinyang, as if he were telepathic.

"Decades ago, I sent my master to the mountain."

The soft voice was shocking, and Jinyang, whose attention was focused on him again, staring at him, as if to engrave him in his own eyes. Even Zhao Qing, who had vowed to kill him, could not take care of it, and his looming body collapsed.

"Are you the old man in charge of the dean? He only appeared once and then disappeared in the Middle-earth world?" I don't know where the strength came from. The struggling Jinyang spit clearly and speaks very fast. As soon as this sentence is over, I don't even have the power to open my eyes.

The old man standing with his hands did not immediately return to Jinyang's problem. The respectful body in front of Jinyang suddenly moved and disappeared into the space. Only those sectarian monks and deputy patriarchs opened their eyes wide. The huge purple pros like a hill, when the huge claws were broken, they were fixed there and could not move, but now they are unloading eight pieces under the old man who went up the mountain in the golden sun, and thick purple blood flowed to his hands with a little light unique to the Protos.

The tall body of the Protoss was instantly relieved by him, and the blood full of large wooden barrels kept getting smaller in his hand. In the end, only the fist was big, hot and dazzling light flowed in it.

"Shinyuan Tiandan?"

Silently, someone finally marveled. As soon as he spoke, he immediately realized his mistake and quickly closed his mouth. Those unwitting deputy leaders and elders asked him one by one, shook their heads slightly and did not dare to speak again.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the old man who practiced Shenyuan Tiandan seemed to have done a trivial thing. The pure-colored ball of light rolling in the palm of his hand, the light ball seemed to be a living person inside, and strips of pure-colored blood were linked to the humanoid mark.

"Master, I did take the order of the old master to send you to the Jinwu Gu people. Since you came out of the power of the Jinwu people, I have been waiting in front of you. While the old man explained, the Shenyuan Tiandan in his hand flew into Jinyang's body.

As soon as Shenyuan Tiandan flew into Jinyang's body, it was like a huge life healing him. The dead life force came to life again, and the collapse of the body gradually stopped. While Shenyuan Tiandan played a role, the huge purple corpse that was fragmented and lost blood was smashed.

Ten minutes later, Jin Yang, wrapped in the huge ocean of life, opened his eyes and flashed again. His vigorous body and bulging muscles were full of strength again. But these are not what he is paying attention to.

A huge sword lay in front of him.

Jin Yang, who was almost naked, stared at the sword with mixed feelings. No one thought that this arrogant and conceited woman would be defeated by her own three-board axe.

Not bad. That is, Jin Yang can clearly feel the yuan god of Zhao Qing sleeping in the sword!

"You," Jinyang slowly stretched out his hand and stared at the huge emperor's sword, the black blade and huge hilt, wrapped in golden patterns, which were engraved with ancient characters, like ancient gods. You won't have a chance again!"

Jin Yang, who recovered, fell heavily and grabbed the hilt of the sword with his left hand, as if he had grabbed Zhao Qing in his hand! At this moment, there was a dizziness in Jinyang's mind, like an illusion, in a dream. There is no complete explosion in the world of holy light, and this great power will be regarded as useless from now on. Those immortal Taoist soldiers are all dead!

"Do you have anything else to say?"

I don't know how long it took, the feeling of dizziness was pushed, and a confidence swelled, and his eyes were as hard as a thick and cold iron block.

"No."

After saying that, he stood beside Jinyang and lowered his head.

However, Jin Yang's eyes did not fall on him, and his cold eyes hit the world of Huangdao.