Chapter 3720: wrinkled text
Chapter 3720 wrinkled text
"Frozen for thousands of miles!"
Qi Yue raised the ice blade in his hand and shouted.
Fang Qiong raised a finger and lightly.
The ice blade with a hundred feet of blade shattered in an instant, and it turned into ice crystals that disappeared!
And at the same moment.
Fang Qiong shot, and a wisp of finger wind broke through the air, piercing Qi Yue's eyebrows.
"Is it too late?"
Fang Yue originally wanted to stop and let Fang Qiong save Qi Yue's life, but Qi Yue was useless, and even a finger of Fang Qiong couldn't resist the scene and hung up!
Fang Yue felt sorry in his heart.
But at this time, Qi Yue's body suddenly exploded.
A little devil flew out of it and turned into a black mang and stabbed towards Fang Qiong's eyebrows.
This scene seems familiar!
Fang Yue has seen this kind of creature in the underworld that can live in the body, devour the essence, and achieve evolution.
Unexpectedly, in the underworld, he actually encountered this special existence again!
"Go to hell!"
The little devil's eyes were vicious and vicious.
If it is not to destroy Fang Qiong, he will not give up a body, the essence in Qi Ming's body has not been digested completely.
Waste is what it hates most.
It was still a finger, and it was still lightly tapped.
The little devil hovered in front of Fang Qiong.
The next moment, under the incredible gaze of the little devil, his fleshly body shattered and completely turned into nothingness.
"Scum!"
Fang Qiong said with a sneer.
"If you want to sneak attack on me next time, come with someone stronger!"
Silent.
The moment the little devil just came out of Qi Ming's flesh, the impact contained in it was definitely not inferior to the full-strength blow of a big Luo Jinxian.
However, even such a powerful blow was easily blocked by Fang Qiong.
Could it be that this Fang Qiong is really the reincarnation of a demon from the Middle Ages?
For the first time, Feng Clan had doubts about Fang Qiong's identity.
"Arrange the Demon Extermination Formation! Kill Fang Qiong, even if he is really a human demon, he will be killed in the hands of my Wind Clan!"
In the wind clan, a commander of the fairyland level finally appeared.
At the beginning, they didn't pay enough attention to the other side Qiong and thought that he was just an ordinary true immortal. Although he had talent, he would not let Xianjun come forward to deal with it.
But now it seems that they underestimated the strength of this one.
Thirty-six spirits appeared, and they quickly found their positions.
The Demon Extinguishing Formation, which suppresses all demonic energy, was specially developed for the research of demonic cultivators.
Thirty-six spirits each held a sword, occupying one side, and in the sky, the stars up and down flickered.
Cold murderous intent permeated out.
It turned into a sharp sword and fell down suddenly.
Jianmang slashed at the demon, as if to split him from the top of his head.
This is the unique battle formation of the Wind Clan, with great power!
"I just said that you can fight one-on-one, no group fights, are you taking my words as a deaf ear?"
Haven't waited for the devil to make a move.
Fang Yue was already angry.
Did the Wind Clan really not regard him as the lord of Yongfeng Kingdom?
Fang Yue's voice fell.
With a flick of his palm, the stars in the sky were all dimmed, and all methods were extinguished.
The long sword turned into starlight faded away.
Fang Yue wiped out the road with one blow.
The souls and flesh and blood of the thirty-six wind clan spirits were all stripped away, turning into human skins and withering in place!
"Fang Yue, you shouldn't have shot!"
The Xianjun of the Wind Clan stared.
Fang Yue's realm is not high, but his combat power is now recognized as the level of the supreme realm.
How can he, the general, go into battle in person when the soldiers are fighting?
"Should I make a move, it's not your turn to point fingers at me! Are my words just ignored by your Wind Clan?"
Fang Yue said, he jumped down from the city wall, and then slowly walked towards the Wind Clan camp step by step.
With every step he took, the surrounding WindClan soldiers withered and fell like straw.
They have no vitality, and under the pressure of Fang Yue's aura, they have no ability to resist!
This is the absolute strength rolling!
The Immortal Monarch of the Wind Clan was astonished.
"Fang Yue, you are breaking the rules! The strong men of my Wind Clan will also slaughter the soldiers of Yongfeng Kingdom indiscriminately!"
he threatened.
"Come on! Do you think I'm afraid of you?"
Fang Yue said.
Then, he pointed like a sword, and with a swipe, the head of the Immortal Monarch of the Wind Clan fell to the ground.
Obviously thousands of miles apart, but Fang Yue's sword beam penetrated the vast sea of people, and easily took down the head of the Wind Clan Immortal Monarch.
"Forgot to tell you, the most annoying thing in my life is that someone threatens me!"
The Xianjun of the Wind Clan has fallen.
Heads fall.
His eyes were wide open, and there was an unbelievable look in his eyes.
At this time, the demon was stunned.
He looked at the headless corpse on the ground with some trance.
It is said that he is a generation demon.
Kill without blinking.
This Fang Yue seems to be the real devil, kill Yingye!
"presumptuous!"
In the Wind Clan, the supreme leader in charge of the ethnic group finally appeared. Soldiers will fight against each other. At Fang Yue's level, the number of people alone is meaningless.
Only the existence of the same level can contain Fang Yue.
A strong man of the Wind Clan in the fifth-level realm of the Supreme Realm appeared. He was dressed in blood, and there was a faint blood-colored light in his eyes!
"Who are you?"
Fang Yue asked.
"Expedition Army, Deputy Commander of the Wind Clan - Feng Yu Qing!"
The wind clan powerhouse on the fifth floor of the Supreme Realm said proudly.
"Okay! Self-reported home is complete, you can now fall safely!"
Fang Yue said.
Fang Yue bullied himself up.
It was thousands of miles away just now, and the next moment was in front of the wind and rain.
A knife.
Just a knife.
At the moment when the Heaven-killing Blade was unsheathed, a crack opened between Feng Yuqing's eyebrows.
Feng Yuqing was cut in half by Fang Yue!
"This sky-killing blade is really getting stronger and stronger after the real beheading of the heavens. Even if it is an ordinary moment, it is comparable to the power of a half-step Tianzun realm magic weapon!"
Fang Yue said to himself.
A terrified soul flew out of the fleshy shell of wind and rain.
He knew that Fang Yue also had the power of the Supreme Realm, but he never thought that Fang Yue was so strong.
Kill supreme.
Just a knife.
Is this comparable to supreme?
It is clear that half of the feet have stepped into the combat power area of the half-step Tianzun realm.
"Don't run away! Stay!"
Fang Yue's palm pressed lightly on Feng Yuqing's soul and put it into a jade bottle.
The storm fell.
A supreme being in the wind and rain has since vanished into ashes, an inch may not exist!
"Feng Yuqing is the deputy head coach, who is the head coach in this Feng Clan?"
Fang Yue murmured softly and looked at the crowd of Wind Clan troops.
The army of WindClan was suppressed to suffocation.
If the wind and rain were defeated after a fierce battle, they would still inspire the **** courage in their bodies and desperately avenge the deputy commander. However, it was only a knife.
The lieutenant fell.
Fang Yue's strength has reached a point beyond their imagination!
This is not their enemy, but an invincible devil!
now.
Peach feast.
In the outer realm of the underworld, Feng Xuantian, the patriarch of the Wind Clan, is chasing each other with the big bosses in the inner court, Yingying Yanyan.
"This Peach Feast, my Wind Clan has prepared a lot of rich gifts for everyone. I hope you can protect the Wind Clan a lot in the future and give me some advice!"
Feng Xuantian's heart was quite happy.
Fang Yue's deity is said to have been teleported to the Primordial Forest, with no entry but no exit.
In the outer realm of the underworld, the Wind Clan was cut off as a great enemy.
As long as he grasps this banquet well, he will wait for the good news of the war in Yongfeng Country.
The Yongfeng Kingdom was destroyed, and Fang Yue's clone died.
He can immediately rely on this credit invitation, maybe he can get the appreciation of the big people in the inner court, and bless their Wind Clan group.
Feng Xuantian heard about it.
In the inner court of the underworld, many people were quite dissatisfied with what Fang Yue had done.
How can a mere human race turn clouds and rain in the outer realm of the underworld, and defy the great will of the inner court of the underworld.
However, it is unexpected.
Feng Xuantian waited bitterly, but the soul card on his waist shattered.
This is the soul jade card representing the wind and rain of his warriors.
smashed.
A supreme fell, like a thunder exploding on the ground.
"Wind and rain, dead?"
Feng Xuantian's full smile stiffened on his face.
In this generation, there are only thirty-three people in the Wind Clan.
One less death.
The pillars and talents of every supreme clan are the pillars.
One less Supreme is a very serious trauma to the Wind Clan's fortunes.
"It's obviously the joint forces of the three clans, why did the supreme of my Wind Clan fall?"
Feng Xuantian's heart was suppressed.
He didn't know what was going on.
The death of Feng Yuqing made his good mood gone.
Maybe, all the benefits he got at this banquet could not offset the decline of the ethnic group caused by the fall of the wind and rain.
"I heard that there have been constant wars in the outer realm of the underworld recently! Isn't it okay? During the feast of the peach peach, it is not allowed to use swords and soldiers in the underworld! Now the three clan alliance forces are besieging the Yongfeng Kingdom. It is said that the fight is quite lively. I really don't know if everyone doesn't take Tianling Pavilion's will as one thing, or it is Tianling Pavilion's initiative to arrange behind this war!"
Fang Yue did not come to participate in this peach feast, but it did not mean that there was no strong man on Fang Yue's side.
Fang Qing is here.
At this moment, Fang Qing has been promoted to the level of Da Luojin Wonderland.
Daluo Jinxian is at the bottom of the peach feast of masters like clouds. If you want status, you have no status, and you want a face without a face. Logically speaking, according to the specifications of the peach feast, a small Karami like Fang Qing is even Not even qualified to speak.
But Fang Qing spoke up.
And no one dared to take the initiative to refute.
Because Fang Qing represents the Fang family behind!
It is said that the disappearance of Fang Yue on the way this time has caused great anger in the Fang family, and an edict was issued to thoroughly investigate the matter.
The Fang family does not have a strong sense of existence in the underworld. Although the entire underworld knows the existence of the Fang family, everyone rarely sees the Fang family take the initiative. Even if the disciples in the family are bullied, sometimes they don't care. Pretty cool.
The last time the Fang family was furious because the disciples of the ethnic group were bullied, was when Fang Qiong was forced into the devil's way in the Middle Ages!
"Do you represent the Fang family's will or your own will this time?"
An elder in the Tianling Pavilion walked out and said with a playful smile.
Tianling Pavilion is not afraid of the Fang family.
"Zou Wen, is that you? Are you immortal still alive?"
Fang Qing said disdainfully to the elder of Tianling Pavilion.
The relationship between Zou Wen and the Fang family can definitely be called new hatred and old hatred.
In the Middle Ages, Fang Qiong's forcing him to become a demon was the shadow of Zou Wen's manipulation.
Otherwise, how could the rabbis of the ten thousand clans have the courage to attack the disciples of the other family!
"Haha, of course I'm still alive! Last time in the Middle Ages, the luck of the Fang family converged, and a Fang Qiong was born, incarnated as a human demon, and slaughtered half of the Middle Ages. In this era, Fang Yue, who was born, doesn't know what happened. the devil?"
The wrinkled smile is full of playfulness.
