Myriad Worlds Poison Sovereign

Feng Yi'er's voice made Gongsun Jin understand that Feng Yi'er had decided to kill, and there was no more room for maneuver!

Although Gongsun Jin was unwilling, he knew that he was not Feng Yi'er's rival.

But he would never just wait to die like this!

Hum! Hum!

The sword of the wind and the sword of thunder shook again.

This time it shook, and waves of blue auras swirled around the sword of the wind, and these blue auras were the essence of wind power in the world!

Only those who have realized the true meaning of the wind can gather the power of the wind to such an extent!

And around the sword of thunder, spinning is the rumbling purple thunder and lightning.

"The wind helps the thunder!"

"Thunder Punishment Sword Qi!"

boom!

The Thunder Dao Sword suddenly floated into the air, carrying the power of a billowing purple thunder and lightning, a sword burst in the direction of Feng Yi'er!

The blow of the thunder sword rushes into the void for thousands of miles, and the light of thunder covers the width of a hundred miles, like the **** of destruction thunder river, running through the world!

The momentum alone made people in a radius of 100,000 li tremble in horror.

However, the power of this sword is not over yet.

After Thunder Sword, Feng Sword rises again!

The horrible blue wind curtain rushed away like a scraper, flying across the air, and everything touched was forbidden to remain, shattered into nothingness.

The dragon shadow and the black feather in the north were all annihilated under the dual power of sword aura and wind curtain!

Gongsun Jin Zhiqiang has already hacked into the hearts of countless people.

Even today, he may fall, and his strength will be respected by the world.

Thousands of dragon shadows from the south were held by Gongsun Jin's **** together like a sword. With a wave, the sword aura was like a rainbow, and all the dragon shadows were like pieces of paper, all shattered!

Heavenly Soul Ten Thousand Dragon Talisman, Ten Thousand Dao Long Shadows are all destroyed!

Gongsun Jin at this moment is Gongsun Jin in the strongest state!

Wen Yanqing's old face paled for a while, and only amazement remained in his pupils.

He originally thought that as long as he condensed the Tianhai Wanlong Talisman, he would have a chance to win...

It seems to be ridiculous now.

"My son, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to avenge you for my father..." Seeing Gongsun Jin glaring at him, Wen Yanqing smiled tragically and fell into despair weakly.

Gongsun Jin didn't plan to let him go!

At this moment, Wen Yanqing had no power to stop Gongsun Jin's sword energy.

Hum!

However, just when Gongsun Jin's sword energy was about to hit Chinese Yanqing, the void behind Wen Yanqing suddenly collapsed.

A terrifying silver vortex suddenly sucked Wen Yanqing's body into it, and disappeared in no time.

puff!

When the sword aura hits, the silver vortex has disappeared, and this deadly sword aura only penetrates a space.

"Asshole! Who is it!"

Gongsun Jin was furious!

Wen Yanqing could be killed just now, and Wen Yanqing was rescued!

Wen Yanqing is not dead, isn't his Gongsun Jin chasing him out for nothing?

It was the Feng Yier that he encountered just to hunt down Wen Yanqing!

Yan Qing couldn't die below his eyes, but he was going to die...

How can Gongsun Jin be willing!

The purple lightning sword shadow, boosted by the fierce cyan wind curtain, stabs Feng Yi'er at a positive and terrifying speed.

Feng Yi'er narrowed her beautiful eyes.

The void in front of her suddenly fell into a forbidden state.

The wind is quiet!

The thunder stopped!

The wind curtain seemed to be frozen, like a huge cyan jade mirror, hanging in the void.

The Thunder's Dao Sword, which was originally shining with a purple light movie, was also set in a piece of purple amber at this moment... It was extremely dazzling, but it was a dead object.

Far empty.

Gongsun Jin's eyelids trembled, and he said in horror: "The true meaning of time! You have realized the true meaning of time!"

Only the true meaning of time can bring his wind power and thunder sword into a static state!

In Feng Yi'er's beautiful eyes, there was a slight coldness and said: "You are the only one who is not a god, but can force me to use this trick. Gongsun Jin, you should die!"

As soon as Feng Yi'er's voice fell, he struck out with a palm!

boom--

In an instant, the purple sword body collapsed, and countless bursts of thunder flashed, roaring unwillingly.

While walking through the palm, the wind curtain jade wall was smashed again, and at that instant, the violent wind dissipated in a whimper.

Gongsun Jin trembled all over, no longer able to support his body.

He raised his head and closed his eyes, his face convulsed.

"Dying in the hands of Palace Master Feng, my Gongsun Jin is not ashamed!"

"come on!"

The sound of gritted teeth strengthened Gongsun Jin's courage.

In the face of death, everyone is afraid.

Since it is destined to die, it is natural to die more violently...

Feng Yi'er raised his hand, and when he slammed Gongsun Jin with a palm, a soul sound came through the void.

"Hallmaster Feng, I am Xiao Yi, please be sure to save Gongsun Jin's life! Just beat him to death and don't abolish him."

Feng Yi'er moved her beautiful eyes and searched in the void for a while, but did not find Xiao Yi.

At this moment, Xiao Yi still looked like Jun Jianwei.

Moreover, no one could sense his own breath long ago. Otherwise, Feng Yi'er would have discovered Xiao Yi long ago.

"Ah, I'm right next to the night pavilion, and I have transformed my appearance. This Gongsun Jin is useful to me, and I hope Palace Master Feng will do it." Xiao Yi said.

Feng Yi'er's eyes opened, and the soul looked thousands of miles away.

Sure enough, beside the night pavilion, she found a young man wearing a sword sweater.

"I really can't feel the slightest breath of him. Could it be that... he got the power of Yuan?" Feng Yi'er's eyes couldn't help but shake.

Although she had never seen the power of the source, she had heard Chu Ling say that the source was the most primitive power between the heavens and the earth.

If someone gets the power of the source, the breath will blend with the heavens and the earth, and they will not be able to be perceived at all.

Of course, in her heart, she actually didn't feel that Xiao Yi had gained the power of Yuan.

After all, what is Xiao Yi's cultivation base?

How many gods have never heard of the power of the source.

The eight gods have been seeking source power for a long time, but they have never been able to get a trace of source power.

She just thought of the legend of Origin Power because Xiao Yi's breath could not be perceived.

The corners of her lips curled up, showing a smile.

"Okay, how can I not give the face of the savior?" Feng Yi'er smiled, her palms were 40% dispersed, and only 60% of her palms were left. With a bang, it fell on Gongsun Jin's body!

boom!

Gongsun Jin's body fell like a star, hitting the ground, no one knows his life or death.

Doctor Feng didn't say much, didn't linger, turned around and flew towards Lin Yue and the others.

"Hall Master, is Gongsun Jin dead?" Lin Yue asked excitedly.

Although he felt a bit nonsense to ask this, he still wanted to confirm.

Although he was at the same level of cultivation as Gongsun Jin, after witnessing Gongsun Jin's powerful sword power, he was ashamed.

Such a person can feel at ease when he is dead.

"Go back and talk about it." Feng Yi'er said lightly, leaping in one step and disappearing into the void.

Lin Yue and the others were taken aback, do you have to go back and talk about this?

Feng Yi'er didn't persuade Xiao Yi to come over to them. Xiao Yi was hiding in Jun Jianwei and wanted to save Gongsun Jin's life. Naturally, he had plans.

Moreover, Feng Yi'er had received a letter from a mysterious person, knowing that Xiao Yi had established an influence in the south.

Xiao Yi had arrangements, and Feng Yi'er did not want to disrupt Xiao Yi's layout.

Although he is not familiar with Xiao Yi, Feng Yi'er can feel that this is a thief kid, very shrewd, and there should be nothing wrong with staying in the south.