Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

disaster!

This is an absolute disaster!

He must take action. If he doesn't take action, those people will die!

Bang!

A white ape fell from the sky and slapped the golden ring away: "You shouldn't take action."

On Bai Yuan, Ji Mingkong said lightly.

"you!"

Jin Yuan's face looked extremely ugly.

In this way, he watched hundreds of divine bone realm warriors all die unexpectedly.

At the same time, Ling Xiao's level was also soaring like crazy.

That is not the suppression of spiritual weapons by imperial weapons.

Yes, the Tie Yunqi is indeed terrifying. Perhaps everyone is a warrior like the Zhan Zhan Academy and the Seven Poison Hands.

This is not my chance.

An eighth-level low-grade person cannot even erase the divine body realm.

Broken weapons were scattered all over the ground, and there were still blood stains on the swords. The ownerless corpses of the war horses were scattered, their eyes widened, as if they were accusing the endless killing.

Also, the shadow of the famous tree, Iron Cloud riding in Lingxiao, is not a myth of defeat. Let alone the Qin army, even if the entire Lingxiao army were added up, this army would be as terrifying as that army.

Ninth level of divine power!

Jin Zhou said angrily: "He has never told you that Jiao Cong is such a terrifying existence. If your father knew that he cheated you so much, what would I do?"

Blood flowed freely, and even the top-grade spiritual equipment beneath him was chopped into pieces.

That arrogant guy doesn't have enough arrogant strength!

The moment my voice rang out, Tie Yunqi in the back row also fell over.

There was no one left under the city, and the enemy closest to the city was tens of thousands of meters away.

There are often a few crows hovering in the air, making harsh croaking sounds, and they compete to land under the corpses and peck at them.

Ye Feng looked back at the city.

Seventh level of divine power!

Ye Feng naturally knows how to improve morale.

Ye Feng looked at Jin Zhou calmly and said, "If you want to leave, keep the storage ring. You have to give me some money to buy my life."

"kill!"

Tie Yunqi is these warriors, we are an army, an army without adequate training!

Of course, once the opponent forms a formation and rushes to kill, it is not difficult, but now, the opponent is on the way and has not retreated into combat status.

This will destroy Tie Yunqi!

"Return? Is it so difficult!"

"Let him come back!"

I knew Ye Feng was a lunatic, but I never thought that Ye Feng would be so crazy.

The eighth-level mid-level ones also always obliterate the divine soul realm.

Ye Feng looked at Jin Ye.

You must know that an eighth-level high-grade holy pattern spiritual formation can easily obliterate the existence of the divine bone realm.

After the killing just now, only two people survived, namely Jiao Cong and Jiao Cong.

The sunlight shone on the scattered corpses, reflecting a dazzling whiteness.

You know, there are enemies all around, but I seem to have retreated into a place with people. This arrogant look really makes people's teeth itch.

People looked nearby, as if a white cloud was coming.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, occasionally mixed with the smell of burning and decay, which was nauseating.

Nearby, several wounded soldiers were wailing, their voices shrill and desperate, but in that sea of ​​death, our voices seemed so powerful.

"Jin Huan, he wants to use chicken feathers as arrows. You came to help him to make money. He only wants to touch you. Now, you want his money!"

Jin Zhou was not firm at all, and raised his hand to throw his storage ring to Jiao Cong.

No wonder the Qin army was afraid.

Ye Feng's figure flashed, and he stabbed out with his sword.

"Big heart!"

Jin Ye smiled ferociously and said, "You are just like him, but it is possible for you to keep the storage ring."

But when we stay together, we are not a normal and terrifying existence.

"Why are you so obedient? I want to spare his life!"

An army that can win every battle!

Ying Zhang gave the order.

The moment he reached the peak of the divine power realm, he slowed down, and Ling Xiao deliberately suppressed it. It was still the same principle, he couldn't break through a big realm so quickly, otherwise there would be no chance to make up for the fundamental problems in the future.

Really no money!

I found that the morale that was originally low because of me was slowly rising.

Jin Huan sighed and said: "These people in power at the Zhan Zhan Academy still don't take Ye Feng too seriously. In our eyes, Ye Feng is just not weak at all, that's all."

Raising his hand to take away Jin Ye's sword and storage ring, Jiao Cong turned around and left.

Ye Feng leaned over and looked at Jin Ye, and said calmly: "Since you are obedient, go to hell."

I originally thought that coming to Lingxiao would be a quick kill trip, but who would have thought that it would turn out like that? It must be because we ran slowly enough, we would always die.

At this time, we stood in front of Jin Huan, still trembling.

Ye Feng just walked into the crowd.

Ten thousand Tieyunqi were sent away by Ye Feng's attack.

puff!

"give him!"

What kind of monster is that.

Sixth level of divine power!

A figure was nailed directly to the ground.

"Repair the city wall, wait!"

"fool!"

"Is he going to be a deserter?"

Except Jiao Cong, who looked on indifferently.

Jin Huan looked at Jiao Cong, feeling angry and horrified.

No one dares to stop it!

On the battlefield, among the broken walls and ruins, the corpses of soldiers were leaning or lying, with the fear and unwillingness before death still remaining in their eyes.

Jin Huan exclaimed.

"What about him?"

Below the city is a desolate battlefield.

The eighth level of divine power!

It's because those two people were weak enough, but it's because we knew how terrible the Water Prison Technique was and found out that it was right, so we delayed it.

People exclaimed.

After saying that, I suddenly disappeared and left quickly.

With a sweep of his consciousness, Ye Feng knew that there were a lot of bad things outside this storage ring. At the very least, it was enough resources for a divine bone realm warrior to practice for a year.

In the past, Ye Feng had also seen people from the Temple of War and Hell's Hand, and there was no way he could compare with those people.

For the time being, the enemy dared to attack the city. It was an opportunity to replenish ammunition, treat the wounded, and repair the city wall.

With my current state at the peak of the divine power realm, it is not easy to release the gods and demons who cannot match the strength of the monsters at the peak of the divine bone realm, and destroy the Iron Cloud Cavalry composed of warriors in the late stage of the divine bone realm.

Jin Zhou looked at Jin Huan and said suddenly.

Peak of divine power!

Jin Huanre said.

Under the city, the faces of Ying Zhang and Qin Jun became even more ugly.

Before, Jin Zhou turned around and left without looking back.

In those ruins, the cruelty of war was clearly exposed. The boundaries between life and death become blurred outside, and only endless sadness and despair fill the air.

No one is stopping me!

"It's Tie Yunqi!"

Drenched with blood.

Nearby, the city wall was smoked white by artillery fire. Several huge rocks rolled down from the city wall and hit the pile of corpses, leaving a bloody mess.

Our 10,000 cavalry once caused the collapse of a small army of a million.

At this moment, the ground suddenly started to tremble.

"I'm sorry, elder, you have to leave!"

Is Tie Yunqi weak?

Only the force is so terrifying, even the Holy Pattern Master has reached the eighth level. The eighth-level Saint Pattern Master, even in Central Continent, is a terrifying existence.