Chapter 254 Ten Days in the Sky

"Enough, old man, today I don't want this little evil barrier to break into pieces. I'm not Zhao Huntian!" Flying on Gaotian, a fairy roared, and Jinwu's wings fluttered, like the waterproof Jinwu blood ticking. The white snow on the snowy mountain was hit by Jinwu's golden blood beads, like a sieve.

"Old man, come on, I want to cut you into two dead crows with a sword." Jinyang, standing on the snow mountain, opened his mouth and scolded. Lao Shiran, the head of Jinwu, stood on the top of the snowy mountain. In front of the door of the small courtyard, a group of monks stared at him with breath.

Tianyi Xianzun looked at the old man in charge of the courtyard, and Jin Yang's arrogance suddenly angered him and roared repeatedly in the air: "Kid, no one can protect you today!" The big body fell to the ground like a top, and a pair of sharp claws roared in the air.

"Zhao Tianhun, you will no longer be a member of the Prince's Academy in the future!"

The dean, who casually stood in front of the yard, shouted, and Zhao Tianhuntian, a fairy who flew down, skimmed the low sky and shouted, "Old man, I'm a demon god. Three million years old I've had enough of it. A small prince locked me and other five immortals, and now there is a so-called little prince. It's ridiculous. I'm still free when I enter the temple!"

Tianyi Xianzun, hovering in the low sky, laughed. At the same time, there seemed to be inexplicable movement on the snowy mountain. At the same time, four apertures lit up on the snowy mountain, and four small peaks suddenly appeared on the snowy mountain. The immortals sleeping in them breathed heavily one by one, and their four eyes fell on the snowy mountain.

"We are willing to leave the snowy mountains with the sky."

The four small peaks suddenly appeared, and the same sound came out at the same time.

When Jinyang, standing on the snowy mountain, heard these voices, he looked at the dean and blinked a few times. These immortals who fell in the prince's school palace turned out to have been suppressed by the dean. The god king of the same level as the immortals is a decision-making leader in the divine clan, and there is no reason to be a small disciple in the Jinwu clan.

"And you boy, you don't want to walk out of the snowy mountain alive today."

With the support of the other four immortals, Tianyi Immortals are not afraid of the president. Their status is so high that no one can suppress them in the clan. For the position of an illusory prince, and for the sake of an inheritance that has never appeared, they tried their best to squat in a small school palace, and their highest cultivation is only five realms. Tianxian, today they are determined to leave with their direct descendants.

"After being domighty, I want to leave." Jinyang sneered and looked at the people of the five families, 30 or 50 people, all of whom were extraordinary. They dominated the school palace. The resources they could obtain were all occupied by them, and the monk had never been bullied by them.

"Pear, are we really leaving?" The person standing behind the patriarch asked, and a trace of reluctance flashed on his face. The patriarch standing in the top seemed to know in advance. He nodded and was as calm as water. Only the eyes of the Zhao people were full of hatred. Only a few people had no emotions.

"I'll stop you if you want to leave. Have you figured it out?"

The dean always looked at the peaks in the sky, and his cheeks were a little **. Today's scene was a little unexpected, and he couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

"Yes, we don't want to waste time here. Zhao Tianhun solves your business quickly and take the people out of here." A sound came from a relatively large peak, and the other three peaks were silent to support their decision.

"If this is the case, you can do whatever you want. Soon, the prince will go back to challenge you one by one." The dean always looked at the immortals lined up in the high sky and replied indifferently. As soon as he said this, a huge fluctuation came out of the four peaks, and the wind swept by, and the five families went to four at once.

"Do you want to challenge?"

The dean looked at Jin Yang and looked at his body. The blood flowing from his arms was dull. Did the faint breath of death rotate on his body? Jin Yang's eyes revealed a trace of sharpness.

"Challenge." Jinyang nodded, looked at the dean for a moment, hesitated, and said again, "Xianzun doesn't seem to be as strong as the Silver Moon God King?" Jin Yang looked at Tianyi Xianzun in the sky. Now he really wants to know where his limit is. The tenacity of the sacred weapon makes him have no place in his heart.

The dean always looked at the muddy sky and said coldly, "I won't intervene. I won't care about life and death today. Don't do it." The old voice of the dean was cold, and a deterrent momentum rose to the sky, like a sword out of its sheath. The four peaks were silent for a moment and all agreed. Tianyi Xianzun stared at Jinyang without saying a word.

"Go ahead, yes, the immortal is not as powerful as the god king. I don't know how many years it has been. In the realm of the god king, the strong are not weaker than the new demon god emperor."

Jin Yang nodded when he heard the words and rose proudly. A trace of poison flashed in Tianyi Xianzun's eyes: "What's the greatness of magic? Xianzun, I want you to be smashed to pieces." Jinyang, who flew into the sky, stood in front of him, listened to his words, twisted his body, and slowly said, "I once swore to kill your Zhao family clean. Whether you are a fairy or Da Luo, either you die or I will die."

Jin Yang, who stretched out his body, seemed to be talking about a simple incident. Zhang Ze, standing on the snowy mountain, looked up at Jinyang in the sky, and there was a "thank you" for the humiliation of the prince's palace. Only he stood up.

"I'm sure I can win!"

Zhang Ze didn't know where the courage came from. He raised his head and roared loudly. The monk watching on the platform immediately turned his head and looked at him. It was a little strange. He was very calm and his eyes were still motionless.

"Old dog, come on, let's see if your golden black body is powerful, or my underworld sword body is powerful!" Jin Yang heard Zhang Ze's voice and smiled and looked at Zhao Tianhun's 3,000-foot Jinwu body.

"Sinvil, go to hell."

Zhao Tianhun, who had been impatient for a long time, was called Jin Yang and took action directly. This time, he learned to be obedient and knew that he could not bear Jin Yang's sword spirit in his body.

Flame flames beat in the sky, swaying in the sky one by one, wrapping Jinyang.

"It's a waste of time, just use your magic power."

Jinyang, standing in the middle of the real fire of the sun, said coldly.

Tianyi Xianzun, who flew in the air, looked at Jinyang's appearance, and a sneer flashed at the corners of his mouth, followed by an extremely solemn and solemn look. Like the golden black body made of gold, it emits a hot light, just like being born, with red light shining, a big fireball.

Jin Yang, standing in the true fire of the sun, condensed and put on a defensive posture, and the power of the sword body of the underworld rose in waves.

Huh? What kind of magic is this?

A trace of puzzle flashed in Jinyang's eyes when he improved the sword body of the underworld, and then took a cold breath. Like the sunrise, Tianyi Xianzun's body split one by one in the air until the identical ten stopped.

"I can't catch the boy's ten-day sky and the immortals. I'd like to see how you can escape."

The rising Tianyi Immortal Zhao Tianhun is really like the ancestor of Jinwu, and the breath of vast floods emanates in circles. Looking up at the golden sun in the sky, he stepped up to improve his combat effectiveness, and the body of the underworld sword body swelled up.

"An incarnation of Jinwu dares to say that he has been in the sky for ten days, and he is not brave!" Jinyang, who withdrew his eyes, slowly closed his eyes and the burning sun around him made him like a target in front of Zhao Huntian, but Jinyang had no intention of moving.

Ten days across the sky and rising. The only real sun in the three thousand world seems to be like their induction. The distance of energy penetrating the universe and the barrier of the big world is poured into the body of ten days.

"Jin Yang, be careful. Zhao Huntian's ten-day sky is the real ten-day sky, like the ten immortals attacking you at the same time!" The dean, who had been standing on the snowy mountain, suddenly opened his eyes and moved his lips slightly to remind Jin Yang.

Jinyang, who heard the sound, suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the ten suns in the sky. He could not tell who was the body and shined like the sun of the world. At the same time, in space, all the people on the snowy mountains heard a chant, like an ancient wizard, summoning the dead spirits of the world. .

"The return of the ancient dead!" On the 10th, the name sounded at the same time, like an instantaneous sublimation.

"Forbidden?" The president exclaimed, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

Standing in the heart of Jinyang in the sky, a sudden soft sound, the sword body of the underworld suddenly shook, and the applause of his body suddenly rose, like a world propped into his body. His body grew wildly nearly two meters, standing upright in the sky, and swallowing, 3,000 feet of sword light rotated in the sky. The sword body of Wanzhang, holding up the world, wrapped a thick sword around his body.

"Come on." With a roar, he opened his teeth and claws, and punched his chest repeatedly.

"Ten days to destroy the world!"

The ten golden blacks sublimated in the polar realm rushed out of the sun, one by one real like the wild golden blacks. The ancient souls were attached to them. A pair of eyes were violent with a little clarity, and the energy transported by the sun increased tenfold in an instant.

"Puto kowtowed three times!"

Opened his eyes and stared at the rapidly falling ten days, the giant suddenly knelt on the ground, and the peerless magic power of Mingzong suddenly appeared. The heat brought by the ten days, the light was like being shrouded in the cloud of death. The wind and clouds suddenly changed, and he could not see five fingers within thousands of miles.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

kowtow three times.

A series of hits the giant's body in the night, and the blazing light dispels the continuous power of death and the power of the underworld. The ghost giant, who retreated repeatedly, opened his eyes, spit out a fluffy breath of death in his mouth, and fell back at any time.

Nine days of continuous collision, the shrouded night gradually dissipated. As the last killer body, it exerted the greatest strength to hit the sword body of the underworld with the power of the sun in the world.

"Death!" The roar from the head of Jinwu spread all over the world.