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Rumbling--

There was a muffled thunder in the sky for no reason, the clouds surged rapidly, and a trace of the power of the stars broke through the sky, descending on the Moon Worship Sect,

The bright silver-white light surrounded Su Fengqing in the center, as if he was meeting his king.

"Heavenly Sacred Abyss Halberd?"

Su Fengqing's heart trembled as she held the quasi-imperial weapon, which was said to "ignore any defense".

Strong.

Really strong!

Holding the body of the Heavenly Sacred Fissure Halberd in his hand, Su Fengqing flicked lightly, and the space exploded,

All the strong men who were pointed at by the Heavenly Sacred Abyss Halberd, no matter if they were saints or saint kings, would set off turbulent waves in their hearts.

There is a sense of desolation that seems to fall if there is a disagreement.

"The flow is endless!" Feeling the destructive atmosphere, Ye Fan's heart was raised in his throat, and beads of sweat kept dripping down.

Immediately, both hands formed seals, summoned the power of time, gathered endless spiritual power of heaven and earth, and formed a thick barrier on the surface of the body.

but
useless!

I saw Su Fengqing raised the blue-black halberd, waved it lightly, and a vast and terrifying divine power bloomed in every gesture!

嘭

"what--"

Ye Fan screamed, and his right hand was cut off neatly.

boom!
The Heavenly Sacred Fissure Halberd seemed to have found an outlet, releasing air waves continuously, as if announcing that he had recovered!
Bang!
Ye Fan was immediately stunned by a wave of air,
He rolled his eyes and collapsed on the ground, spitting continuously.

At the same time, the purple-black air waves continued to spread, and the power of that aura shocked the audience!

Even the Abandoned Supreme Being secretly opened his eyes and gave a suspicious look to this side.

"Xiaofan!" Sikong Yanran exclaimed.

"Damn!"

"Where did Su Fengqing snatch the quasi-emperor soldier? How could he be so strong?!" Sikong Yanran's silver teeth were about to be gritted,

If she didn't feel wrong,

This strange halberd is more powerful than the Zhuxian sword and the moon worship flame.

Taking a step forward, Sikong Yanran appeared in the field, hugging the unconscious Ye Fan with one hand.

"Su Fengqing, please be merciful!"

Sikong Yanran said in a trembling voice, a hint of horror appeared on her pretty face.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but she feels that Su Fengqing is very strong at this time!

Still the kind of power that can easily kill a saint!
hum!
After waving the Heavenly Sacred Abyss Halberd and engraving a spiritual imprint on it, Su Fengqing said in a deep voice:
"Master Sikong, are you going to stop me?"

"Su Fengqing, you said earlier that you would not kill Xiaofan, but what do you mean?" Sikong Yanran argued,

Sikong Yanran's heart trembled as she watched the blue-black halberd sliding slowly and continuously displaying the divine power of destroying all dharmas.

"It's over, I really can't stop it, why does Su Fengqing give me a feeling of being unmatched?"

"Could it be that it is really necessary to break through at this moment, and only with the cultivation base of the sage Wang can resist Su Fengqing?"

Sikong Yanran's delicate body kept trembling.

"Hallmaster Sikong, I gave him a chance, and I won't kill him. Repelling him earlier was also a warning."

"But your nephew is good. He immediately chased after him and hit me hard in the heart. Tell me, can I let him go?" Su Fengqing's voice was cold, and her eyes flashed with murderous intent.

Hey.

As a golden investor, he naturally couldn't be fiddled with to death all at once.

Right now, of course it's for Sikong Yanran's favorite!

as predicted!

Sikong Yanran lowered her head, looked at the unconscious Ye Fan tenderly, then let out a sigh of relief, and said with a smile:

"Sikong Yanran is willing to surrender to the leader forever. If there is any violation, the way will be cut off. I also ask the leader to let me, a worthless nephew, go."

"Okay, remember what you said."

Su Fengqing took a deep look at Sikong Yanran.

With a flash of black light, the Heavenly Holy Cracking Abyss Halberd disappeared, and the sense of fear surrounding everyone's hearts also completely dissipated. ,

Plop, plop--

Countless people fell to the ground, panting continuously,

The saint and saint king who were secretly dissatisfied with Su Fengqing also began to reconsider.

"I don't know where this quasi-emperor soldier came from, but its strength is beyond doubt."

"Perhaps, I should really surrender?"

This thought floated through everyone's mind.

shhhhh--

In an instant, the space split, and the Yuehua Hall Master of the Earth Soul Hall arrived with ten saints.

Under the shocking gaze of countless people, she knelt down on one knee towards Su Fengqing,
"My subordinate Yuehua is late, so I ask the leader to forgive me."

Yuehua said in a deep voice, there was no slight emotional ups and downs on her old face.

Looking at the old clapper with great interest, Su Fengqing clarified the key point in an instant, and immediately supported Yuehua up with her palms, and said with a smile:
"Hallmaster Yuehua doesn't need to be too polite. Since you're here, why don't you go out with me later?"

"Listen to the leader!" Yuehua nodded,
Then he walked behind Su Fengqing as if nothing had happened, looking like a pony.

The double pupils between the eyebrows opened a little gap, looking at the power of faith hovering around her body, Su Fengqing smiled knowingly,
"Perhaps, after coming back this time, we will be able to touch the Great Sage's barrier?"

"Asura Ancient Temple, I am looking forward to it more and more!"

Taking a deep look at Sikong Yanran who was inexplicably emotional, Su Fengqing turned and left.

Great Wilderness Dynasty,

palace,

The flames of war are all over the sky, corpses are everywhere, and the cries of babies and children linger for a long time,
The palace square is bleeding and floating, corpses are piled up like a mountain,
In the sky, several powerful figures surrounded and killed a thin old man.

"Yin Jiuliu, it's time for you to surrender. If we didn't need someone to take charge of the Great Desolation Dynasty, you would have fallen a long time ago!" said the middle-aged man with an indifferent face.

With a punch, the old man who Luo Bing would become Uncle Yin stepped back, coughing up blood,

"Don't even think about it!" Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Yin Jiuliu laughed strangely: "So what if the palace is handed over to you? Her Royal Highness has already gone to the Moon Worship Sect to rescue soldiers, and the new leader will soon lead the crowd. Good luck!"

"Hehe, but according to the news I got, Luo Bing was kicked out of the Moon Worship Sect by Su Fengqing, and it seems that he almost killed him?" someone mocked.

"Yin Jiuliu, if you want to make it up, find a better reason, can you treat me like a fool?"

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man pinched out the sword formula, leaving bloodstains on the old man surnamed Yin.

The terrifying force of erosion continued to obliterate the body of the saint, and the blood on the face of the old man surnamed Yin became less and less.
"Hehe, the old man knows that you are not local monks from the Eastern Wasteland, but it doesn't matter! As soon as the leader Su comes, you will all die!" After finishing speaking, Yin Jiuliu roared to the sky, urging the saint's origin to fight to the death!
"Hmph, since you are going to die, then we will fulfill you!" The five saints started to get serious!

Rumbling--

The sky was raining blood, and a huge real body of hundreds of feet was beaten back and forth, and its right arm was forcibly torn off.

The fight outside was earth-shattering, the dynasty enshrined and the dead waiter kept falling,
But inside the palace, the children of the royal family lay at the door, poked a small hole with their hands, and watched the battle of destroying the country!

"or."

"Shall we hand over the king?"