Chapter 255 Draw the life of Xianzun

Jinyang, who retreated repeatedly, opened his eyes and flew backwards. For ten days in the sky, he looked like the top ten immortals. Just like Zhao Huntian's cultivation, he flew over with all his strength. The interior of the sword squeaked, and the next moment he was about to fall off. With a roar, Jin Yang fell to the ground. The hot light shrouded Jinyang's body, and the ancient Jinwu had been rushing out of the sun and biting it on his chest. Jinwu's claws were torn, and ten scratches appeared on Jinyang's body.

The falling Jinyang is not far from the snowy mountain platform. His mouth is whining, and his blind eyes are left with black blood, and a little power of the underworld flows out.

The dean looked at Jinyang, who was thrown to the ground. Black blood splashed, and his whole body was full of claw marks. Zhao Huntian bit him. At the same time, the body of Jinwu's demon god constantly hit out a magic power, flowing through the holes in Jinyang's body and exploding inside his body, and there were more evil emanating evil. Brown blood vessels reinserve his body to extract the original blood.

"The president, don't take action in the duel between us."

Zhao Huntian, who was sure to eat Jinyang, raised his head, and the hot blood on Jinwu's head made him look particularly ferocious. A trace of intolerance flashed in the eyes of the dean who raised his right hand. Just as he was about to take action, Zhao Huntian, who raised the head of Jinwu, said gloomically, "If you break your promise, you can't think about the consequences. The saints in the temple can't cover you. No one can intervene in the duel between the clan!"

After Zhao Huntian finished speaking, the roar spread all over the snowy mountains. The four immortals who had not moved lined up, and the rotating peaks moved forward and stopped not far away from the dean.

Looking at this scene, the dean, a trace of murderousness flashed on his face. The raised right hand was not only extinguished and put down, but also his left hand was raised. The faint golden in his pupils flashed by. At that, a level 12 typhoon blew off the snowy mountain. On the snowy mountain with a radius of more than 3 million miles, the cold wind blew In Zhao Huntian's heart.

"How can I be afraid of you? Respect you and call you elders, brothers, I'm going to have a fight with this old guy today to see who is more powerful!" Jin Wu's body was extremely excited. When his wings fluttered, the fire whirlwind gradually raised a small storm in the storm brought by the dean. At the same time, Jin Yang was caught by his pair of sharp claws and taken to the sky.

"Do you have the same attitude?"

The dean was angry, and his raised hands were like holding a snowy mountain, and an endless storm formed in his hands.

"We can only try to fight!"

Four peaks rose up with four three-legged golden blacks and three thousand feet of body. What's more, Zhao Huntian flew in the air, and five golden blacks were lined up, which was so majestic.

"Since you want to try the majesty of Daluo Jinxian, I can only fight with all my strength!" The dean didn't blink his eyes, "Old man, don't say it's so nice. It's not that I'm waiting to offend you, but that the dean is unfair and interferes in the duel between the clan!" The five golden blacks are lined up, one of which is obviously more majestic than Zhao Huntian and others, and a trace of lunar calendar flashes in the shining golden black eyes.

" Don't talk nonsense, I want this boy to live and dream! He is responsible for the loss of the emperor's sword, and now he is even more rude and doesn't even think about it. Zhao Huntian lowered his head and looked down at the president. The dean standing on the snowy mountain always seemed to hear some jokes. He laughed three times and suddenly looked at the headless Jinwu hovering above his head and shouted.

"It's not too big to say anything. Kill him. Try it." The old hard and cold voice of the dean sounded in their ears, and his body jumped up. Standing in the middle of them, the ice and snow brought by the spinning storm brought extreme cold, and the dark blue ice crystals condensed on the palms of his hands. Do you think I dare not?" Zhao Huntian's claws were hard, and he only heard a crisp sound, the sound of ice cracking, which lagd for a second, and a scream was heartbreaking. Jin Yang's body fell to the ground with a sound.

There is a little light blue on the body of the 3,000-foot golden demon god.

"Old man, you are cruel!" Zhao Huntian gritted his teeth and roared, "Combined!"

When the dean heard the combination, he frowned slightly. The dark blue ice crystals in his hand turned into whips and rotated around his towering body, with a fighting posture.

Jinyang's consciousness that fell to the ground entered a micro world. The sword body of the underworld was beginning to be completed, with rough skin and thick flesh, sharpness, and no other way to fight. Even the power of the holy weapon that frightened Daluo Jinxian was brought into play. The powerful energy of the sacred weapon can't be exerted at all.

Consciousness was immersed in the depths of the sword body of the god. Countless voices, runes, and even the beating sound of the heart heard a little. What shocked him more was that the endless power of the god of the god, different from the power of Mingzong, wrapped in a world, controlled death and the power of life was under the control of the god. In the huge sea of Pluto power, Jin Yang felt that the Pluto immortality he cultivated was born for him!

The wind gusts, "The world of death holds the world of the god of hell, and the endless black power is silent, like the sleeping god of death." Jinyang, standing on the edge, only sighed, and the endless power controlled by the underworld made him suspect that this was the lost world of underworld. He shook his head, and the power of the underworld was turned up. The power of the motionless underworld was touched and silently said, "This is where the ultimate power obtained by the suzerains of all generations!"

Jinyang, standing on the edge, was shocked, with cold sweat all over his body, and his consciousness felt great danger and continuous oppression.

The dean's old standing in the air. Under him is a snowy mountain. Under him is a huge light curtain. A huge golden blackflying in the sky, and the wings are incited by a sea of fire. A slam blow of his claws is the sharp wind breaking through the air. The most shocking thing is that there seems to be a lack of sun in the sky. The sun of 3,000 worlds disappears in the sky, and only the ancient golden black that exudes the smell of flood and heat.

"Old man, it turns out that you did not turn to Jinwu, the god of medicine, but became a pure human being." The Honghuang Jinwu trembled in the sky, and the strong mana energy is a real world. It is flawless and runs freely. You can feel the strong breath of the emperor thousands of miles away, and at the same time, a demon god's atmosphere rises to the sky is endless.

Even the super strong man in charge of the president can only defend, and the president who is as strong as absorbing 1% of the power of the world can't immediately counter. One is a bad thing, 300 monks are killed and injured everywhere.

"Daichi Jinwu." The dean sneered a few times, and his high palms output a blue ice power, and a huge blue ice light cover covered the whole snowy mountain.

Jinyang, who fell halfway up the mountain, opened his eyes. The dazzling light narrowed his eyes and covered his eyes. His lips moved slightly a few times. He was silent and moved a few times again. A trace of fierce color flashed on the old face of the dean who held up the blue sky.

"Be careful."

Jin Yang's body lying on the ground disappeared, and the old eyes of the dean flashed as soon as the blue sky flashed, and the scope of defense suddenly narrowed.

"The old man is ready to fight back, be careful."

The golden black in the sky slowly rises, and the fire clouds flying out are reduced. They want to leave the old president's attack range far away.

"Ah!"

"Who is it?"

"Is that you?"

Then the three-legged Jinwu was stunned, and a faint world atmosphere emerged from Jin Yang's body.

"Look for death!"

The whole body is like a hit blue and white porcelain, and the dense cracks permeate Jinwu's body.

"You are the one who died."

Jin Yang, who was successful, had a terrible headache. The law of fate was exhausted, and his body was all inserted into Jinwu's body. Sometimes a power of death was poured into Jinwu's body. When the golden ugbu is full of cracks in the future, a feeling of faintness and wanting to fall rushes into their brains.

The dean who saw the opportunity will not let this opportunity be lost. The blue sky curtain turned into a blue ice blade and suddenly rushed from below and inserted into Jinwu's abdomen.

In an hour, it collapsed, and five golden blacks appeared in the sky. Jinyang, who turned into the sword body of the underworld, still inserted into Zhao Huntian's Jinwu.

"Don't chase!"

The dean's last man showed mercy. He just dispersed the combined Jinwu and did not die. When he saw that Jinyang was about to rush out to chase, he roared. Jin Yang inserted into Zhao Huntian's body, and a huge life force was extracted by the characteristics of the god and poured into the source of life dried up by Jinyang.

After several wounds, Zhao Huntian, who separated the big Jinwu, lost his mind. His whole body had been sealed by blue hard ice, like a vampire's golden yang. He consciously exerted the instinct of the sword body of the underworld god, and the 3,000-foot Jinwu incarnated as visible to the naked eye and shrivelled.

After knowing half an hour, Jin Yang opened his eyes and looked at the dry incarnation of Jinwu in front of him. He couldn't believe that a fairy, comparable to some gods of the Protos, died in his own hands.

The dull palace monk opened his mouth and looked at Jinyang coming out of the blue hard ice.

Shaking the ice slag on his body, Jin Yang didn't care about the power of waking up in his body and went straight to the dean.

The broken ice slag creaked under his feet. The dean always looked at Jin Yang's running figure and shook his head. A streamer flew out of his hand. One reached out and Jin Yang caught it. It was cold. He opened his palm and saw that it was a piece of ice that recorded the message.

There is only one sentence, a picture of the starry sky.

"Depart quickly and follow the route to the world of Jiuyou."

Looking up at the back of the dean, he was a little excited. Jin Yang, who was a little dazed, suddenly thought of what the dean told him that he would die?

"Jin Yang, are you all right?" Mengli, with her heart rising and falling, looked at Jinyang anxiously and stroked Jinyang in the palm of her hand.

Huh? It's okay." Jin Yang looked at Meng Li's anxious appearance, reached out and patted her on the shoulder, and said with some embarrassment, "I'm leaving again. I'm in a hurry this time. I don't know when I can come back."

Jinyang can imagine that he killed a master in the clan, an immortal. Although it is a duel, how can he talk about the duel alone now? Maybe tomorrow there will be other elders, even law enforcement elders in charge of criminal law, to transfer him to some dark prison.

"Are you leaving again?"

Mengli was a little surprised, and then she was a little confused.

"Well, is there anything else you haven't done? Let me do it for you." Meng Li looked at Jin Yang.

Jin Yang, who heard the words, nodded and thought about it. He looked at Mengli for a moment and hesitated before saying, "Qin Ziyi of Taixuanzong, give this to her." Jin Yang then passed on the nine-turn heaven and death to her, and at the same time told her his apprentice in Qianhun Bingyunfeng, and finally looked at Yunxuan faintly.