Peerless Divine Emperor

Sixty-sixth chapter of the real space

Yang Lin is angry.

For Yan Yan’s death, he didn’t care. For him, Yan Yan was just a cat and a dog. When he died, he died.

He cares that Jing Yunzhen really killed Yan Yan in front of him.

What does this mean?

The representative is hitting his face?

And also played very loudly in front of everyone.

He is the Emperor of the Emperor.

In this generation, it is definitely the existence of the sideways. Which force sees him and does not regard him as a guest? Who is not humbled by him?

But now it has been folded by a kid who doesn't know where it came from.

How can he endure this breath?

More seriously, he is insulting the reputation of the Emperor of the Emperor?

If the matter is passed on, then all of you are smashing his waste. Is it also going to say that the Emperor Mozong is not as good as before?

Under this anger, Yang Lin almost did not hesitate, and rushed toward Yan Yan's body. His goal was not the body of Yan Yan, but the ice sword.

"Hail, come back soon."

Jing Yunyi saw Yang Lin’s mind at a glance, and immediately rushed to use the idea to talk to the ice.

The hail heard the words, immediately left the body of Yan Yan, and turned to the position of Jing Yunyu, seeing the shape, Yang Lin immediately turned again and wanted to intercept the ice sword by halfway, but he just turned the direction, the scene Yunxiao’s body turned into a shadow, and then the ice sword was held in his hand.

Yang Lin’s eyes are cold and his anger is rising.

"擒擒手."

With one hand stepping out, like a huge arm in the void, it will fall on Jing Yunhao.

"The Four Gods Swords: White Tiger Swords."

Jing Yunqi did not hesitate, and his body swiftly retreated. At the same time, the ice sword in his hand continued to dance, and the white tiger sword was instantly displayed, blocking the huge arm.

Boom.

The arm and the white tiger exploded in the air together.

"Yang Lin, your skill is just that, pick me up."

Jingyun praised his hand, and a blue tinplate appeared in his hands. Some disciples of Yanhuo Zong must be very familiar with this iron seal, because this iron seal is a set of means for the elders of the fire.

The prospect of the cloud smashed with the great elders, and after the grand elders were killed, they naturally did not let go of this fast-print.

The fingerprints changed, and the stencil was suspended in the air.

"Green fire turns over the sky."

Jing Yun霄 whispered.

The volume of the blue tinplate has skyrocketed, and finally it has become a mountain.

This cyan body print is exactly a special kind of spiritual array.

As long as the spirit array in the lithograph is activated, a huge momentum can be created.

"Huh."

On top of the blue tinplate, the blazing flames are constantly evolving. The flame printing method is constantly condensed, and then turned into a road offensive, rushing to Yang Lin.

"Glyphs, kid, do you think you can deal with me?"

Yang Lin’s eyes revealed a cold cold mang.

He stood in the air and did not know when he had a long gun.

I saw his arm slamming, the rifle on the rifle, the glory of the time, like a little star fire, began to burn constantly, the point of the fire is getting bigger and bigger, more and more dazzling, the momentum on it More and more turbulent.

"Give me a break."

Yang Lin’s long shot was a little farther away from the void.

However, between the shackles, the light lumps of the guns rushed out, and then bombarded the blue tinplate in the air with an irresistible momentum.

The blue tinplate seems to have been greatly impacted, the stencils trembled, and then the cracks began to appear on the stencils. With the appearance of this crack, the stencils were constantly swelling. The strong flame printing method began to succumb quickly.

In the end, the flame printing method was completely eliminated, and the blue tinplate was also banged, exploding in the air, becoming a little bit of debris, floating in the air.

Upon seeing it, Yang Lin smiled slightly and smiled coldly. His provocative eyes fell to the position where Jing Yunqi was just located, but this did not see Jing Yunyi, waiting for his brow to pick up, and his eyes opened. It was only after seeing that Jing Yunxiao had taken this time and plunged to the body of Yan Yan.

Then, in the body of Jingyun, there was a very strange flame. The flame was not an ordinary flame. It contained a very strange wave. Under the strange flame, the body of Yanyan began. The blazing is burning.

"not good."

Although it is not clear what this Jingyun is doing?

But Yang Lin felt a bit bad.

In his view, this Emperor had just deliberately used that means to block himself. The purpose was not to attack himself, but to the body of Yan Yan. That is to say, the flames on his body must have ghosts?

Thinking of this layer, how can Yang Lin make Jing Yunyi burn the body of Yanyan so easily?

"Crush, give me a hand."

Yang Lin is angry.

He jumped up like a lion with the same hair.

At the same time, the long gun in his hand once again slammed in the air.

"The torrential rain guns are stunned."

A sharp gun and shadow quickly formed in the air, and then like a heavy rain, falling from the sky, they slammed into Jing Yun's body.

"If you teach me to stop, I will stop. Then, am I not very faceless?"

Jing Yunyi replied in an indifferent manner while struggling to refine the body of the absorbing Yanyan.

Then, he held the hail sword in one hand, and the breath of the whole person became a sword. He saw his eyes suddenly condense, and then the sword in his hand smashed the void, and the gun was affected. Go on.

"The sword is in the slightest."

At this time, Jing Yunzhen naturally will not hide.

The opponent's offensive is arrogant and can only be strong.

What's more, you can only use this method to stop Yang Lin a little, so that you can delay the time of refining the body of Yan Yanyan.

That sword fell.

Space turbulence.

If the entire space is turned into a sword, Yang Lin's gun shadow is constantly broken under this sword. Finally, the rain-like gun shadow is in an instant, all of them are broken under this sword.

"Boom."

Huge momentum, constantly sweeping around.

The hurricane burst.

A wave of turmoil, like a tsunami, hits out.

The earth is shaking, and the yellow sand is full of sky.

Under these storms, Yang Lin’s body could not continue to retreat a few steps, and there was a trace of horror on his face. Apparently, he did not think that only the Xuanwujing’s seven-year-old Jing Yunzhen could comprehend a piece of space.

"Crush, although you have realized the world, but it is only fur, let me tell you now, what is called the true world."

The more unexpected the Jingyun 霄 performance, the more intense the killing of Jing Yun's heart in Yang Lin's heart.

At this moment, Yang Lin no longer intends to have any hands, he will kill Jingyun in one fell swoop, let Jingyun thoroughly say goodbye to the world.