Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor

A group of people set off to the southwest of the Holy Land.

When approaching a dangling island.

Pieces of paper money flying from above, faintly heard an old man talking to himself.

Yan Feiqing murmured in his heart: "Are you really dead?"

Along the way, I saw many people burning paper money.

"Counting, today is Xia Qingchen's first seven." Deputy Holy Lord sighed with emotion: "later, I will also burn some paper money for him."

Yan Feiqing sneered: "He is quite popular, everyone is dead, so many people miss him?"

Yes, I don't see it with my own eyes.

He did not believe that Xia Qingchen died.

After a tea.

Mausoleum of the Holy Land.

All the people in the Holy Land are buried here after they die.

They came to one of the tombs.

A tombstone is engraved with the words "Xia Qingchen's Tomb".

Yan Feiqing believed that Xia Qingchen really died.

The tombstone has been standing for a few days.

The people in the Nebula Holy Land will not be able to pinch, and know in advance that Yan Feiqing will come?

Looking at its clothing mound, Yan Feiqing laughed: "The surnamed Xia is really a wicked man's own harvest! You have a beautiful life, and in the end is not dead?"

"You deserve to die!"

The deputy holy masters' faces suddenly sank.

"Human death is great, Yan Feiqing, you just give me enough!"

Xia Qingchen made an indelible contribution to the Nebula Holy Land.

Is it possible for a villain to defame his spirit in heaven?

Yan Feiqing smiled: "What's wrong with me? I'm just telling the truth! And this kind of person is not worthy of being buried in the Holy Land Tomb!"

Speaking, in the anger of everyone.

With a palm in the air, he shattered the entire clothing mound with star power.

Xia Qingchen's clothes inside were all shattered and scattered everywhere.

"You wanton!!" The deputy holy lord was furious, glaring his eyes, and stepped forward with a slap.

Yan Feiqing was not only afraid, but also put her face in the face, sternly said: "Come on, will you give me a try?"

The deputy holy master raised his palm in the air, but could not beat it.

He may not need the quota of the ancient soul fruit.

However, Yan Feiqing is now the special envoy of Xiahou Shenmen.

It represents Xiahou Shenmen!

To beat him was to openly hit Xiahou Shenmen.

Yan Feiqing sneered: "Don't dare to hit you with a hundred guts!"

His nostril hummed, and he walked down the mountain with a negative hand, saying, "Go, look at another place!"

Everyone was angry.

At the moment, I wish I could slap one person and shoot him alive.

Why, who made him a villain?

At this moment.

One person and one dog, and two afterimages rushed from outside the cemetery.

It is Qiu Qiu and Zhang Lianxing who guard the mausoleum for Xia Qingchen.

They are preparing for the first seven tonight.

As soon as he came with two stacks of paper money, he heard an explosion in the cemetery.

When I hurried to the entrance of the cemetery, I found out that Xia Qingchen's clothes mound was broken!

"Who? Who did it?" Lian Xing dropped the paper money on her shoulder and pulled off the snow-white mourning suit.

The small face of dissipation was full of anger.

Qiu Qiu's eyes were red, and he walked around the ruined tomb. His nose sniffed hard.

Then stared at Yan Feiqing.

"It's you!!!" Qiu Qiu went crazy and rushed up!

Yan Feiqing was taken aback.

Quickly retreated.

He is not afraid of strong men such as Vice Lord Lord, because they are sensible and do not dare to deal with them.

However, he is now facing a crazy dog!

Will not tell him what gains and losses.

"You all stop it for me!" Yan Feiqing hid behind the deputy holy lord and quickly instructed a group of elders.

The crowd clenched their fists, unmoved.

Now I'm afraid?

Why didn't you fear when you destroyed the tomb of the owner?

Yan Feiqing shouted: "You can't stop it, but if I don't have a single hair, I want you to nebulize the Holy Land of Nebula!!"

in this way.

The deputy holy master and other talents are reluctant to reach out and stop Qiu Qiu: "Qiu Qiu, please calm down."

Qiu Qiu's eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and his mouth was spitting with thick teeth.

It seemed as if it was crazy, and it was exceptionally grim.

"What calm do I take? Lord Chen's corpse is not cold, this beast has ruined his tomb mound!!! Let go, I will kill him!!!"

Hearing the crazy roar of Qiu Qiu, the deputy holy Lord and others felt colic.

Why don't they want to shoot this little animal alive?

But can it?

The Deputy Holy Lord waved his hand: "Take it down."

The two old patriarchs carried Qiu Qiu away from the cemetery.

Qiu Qiu was captured, and Lian Xing had already turned to the side.

In a pair of eyes, the cold light condenses.

While they were attracted by Qiu Qiu, they suddenly launched their body and punched Yan Feiqing.

That violent and terrifying power scared Yan Feiqing's heart and missed a beat.

Fortunately, the deputy holy master pinched Zhang Lianxing's fist.

The remaining punches rushed across the face.

Beat down Yan Feiqing.

The large black hair was completely cut off with vigour and spilled all over the floor.

Yan Feiqing was terrified.

This is just punching.

If you are hit, this life must be explained here.

Apart from fright, anger replaced him.

"Bad thing! Do you dare to hurt me?" Yan Feiqing raised his palm and faced Zhang Lianxing's cheek.

However, it was also blocked by the Deputy Holy Lord.

There was an uncontrollable anger on his face, forcing himself to calm down and said, "Yan Feiqing, you have enough trouble today, don't force people too much!"

Xia Qingchen has been sacrificed.

If the nebula holy land can't even protect his maidservant, how can he be worthy of his spirit in heaven?

But Yan Feiqing thinks he is the special envoy of Xiahou Shenmen.

How could there be any point of nebula holy place in my eyes?

"How about forcing you?" Yan Feiqing pushed his arm away and pointed at Zhang Lianxing's nose fiercely: "I tell you, today you will not kill this cheap embryo, your Nebula Holy Land not only has no place for ancient soul fruit. , Don’t think about gaining a foothold anymore!"

He was unbridled to the extreme.

It just started to threaten.

At this moment, the deputy holy master and others finally felt.

What Xiahou Shenmen gave them was not an opportunity, but a disaster.

"Yan Feiqing, I will warn you once, don't force us." The deputy holy master's fists clenched and creaked.

He has been extremely patient.

However, Yan Feiqing has decided on them.

He sneered and pointed at the deputy holy Lord's nose and scolded: "Can't help? Sorry, I can't help but also to Lao Tzu! I am Xiahou Shenmen Special Envoy, what do you want to do to me?"

That look, that gesture.

Not afraid of the sky!

The Deputy Lord's eyes were very gloomy. The last time he wanted to kill someone so urgently, it was twenty years ago.

But as he said, Yan Feiqing was a special envoy for Xiahou Shenmen one day, and he couldn't hurt his hair in a day.

"Don't you dare to move? Then don't fart here, do what I say!" Yan Feiqing never gave up: "Bring me a stick. Today, I must kill this little **** alive!"

He looks crazy.

As if self-esteem was hurt, it would be looked down upon without retaliation.

At this moment, no one answered.

But no one dared to resist.

Until, as soon as the cold words came, they were resounded in the empty cemetery.

"Who gave you the courage to kill me?"

The familiar voice made everyone present tremble!

They all looked away.

Entrance to the cemetery.

A young boy in azure light clothing came down with a hand.

He stepped on the stairs, his knees were not moving, but his figure flickered like a teleportation!

Make up one at seven tomorrow morning.