Universal Sword God

Jing Yan's sword in his hand waved, the sword light instantly appeared, the golden hongmengdao pattern flashed in the sword's awn, and the powers spread out in the chaos void.

Jianguang swept out, and Jianmang swept through the space, all the space was twisted into arcs, and the light could not penetrate into it. From the outside, you can only see the darkness covered by Jianguang.

"It's best to catch this little **** alive. He can grow to this point in a short period of time, and there must be a big secret hidden in his body. To capture it alive, I will slowly explore his secret." The Lord of the Nether Temple He Ming said to the owner of Luoluo Pavilion who was preparing to kill Jing Yan.

"Yes, Master Dianzhu!" Yuan Youyao nodded to Heming.

"Hands on!" Mizuki smirked and then smirked.

Behind him, more than a dozen members of the Nether Temple at the peak of all things, flew out at the same time, surrounded by oppression from Jing Yan.

And the master of mellow alcohol, immediately after more than a dozen realms at the peak of everything, he held a red weird weapon in his hand. On the surface of the weapon, blue ghosts loomed.

"Jing Yan, a thief, let's get hold of it! Take the initiative to surrender, but you can also eat less bitterness."

"Dead!" Jing Yan's arm waved.

Jianmang condensed in the void suddenly flipped and spread. Suddenly, it was spreading to the top of the ten levels of life in the Nether Temple. Immediately after, Jian Mang invaded.

I saw that after the Jian Mang passed through, there was a faint golden divine pattern on the top of the souls of more than a thousand things. When the golden divine pattern disappeared, the bodies of the ten or so apex souls of the Void Temple fell, and there was no breath of life.

All of this was born within the blink of an eye. Just swept by Jianmang once, more than ten peaks of the realm all died, and there was no time to scream.

too fast!

Almost everyone didn't respond.

The master of the Alcohol Pavilion is still rushing forward. After following more than ten living creatures, he is thinking about how to consume the power of Jing Yan, and finally catches Jing Yan alive. It was just that the idea had just gone around in his mind, and he saw more than a dozen things in front of him all falling from the air.

"What's going on?" He was so stunned, his eyes widened.

He knew that Jing Yan's strength was very strong. Within the Tianyu fortress in the Western Region, Jingyan had killed the Jinshen Realm to eat the Celestials, and had not only killed a Jinshen Realm to eat the Celestials. Jing Yan's combat power should be comparable to that of ordinary level masters. But even so, it is not possible to kill more than a hundred peaks of life in such a short time?

In addition, more than a dozen creatures at the peak of the realm have treasures with strong defense capabilities. More than a dozen people shot at the same time, and also formed a kind of offensive and defensive law, even if the mellow shot himself, if you want to kill these more than 10,000 realms of the top souls, it may take some effort.

"The strength of this Jingyan ..." Mai Mai's eyes lightened slightly.

Mai's ancestor also saw Jing Yan himself for the first time, but before that, he had also heard of Jing Yan. Jing Yan, the ancestral fortress in the Western Regions, performed extremely well. Many great figures in the endless chaos have heard of it. He also knew that Heming, the head of the Nether Temple, had always wanted to kill Jing Yan, and even asked Wei Zhen for help. However, the ancestor of Mai Yi, who could not have imagined that this newly rising little guy, actually had such a mighty strength.

"His humongous pattern is good, it seems to have mastered the seventh floor." The Raven ancestor narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice.

Jing Yan's Hongmengdao pattern is indeed mastered to the seventh level. However, it is difficult to master the seventh layer of Hongmeng Daowen. Like many chaos masters of the Hongjun Heavenly Palace, the Hongmeng Daowen also mastered the seventh floor. Quine and Ye Zhen, the two vice-principal masters, had mastered the eighth layer of Hongmengdaowen.

The current master of the son-in-law's palace should also have mastered the eighth-level Hongmengdao pattern.

Jing Yan, a soul with such a short practice time, can master the high-level Hongmengdao pattern, which is very surprising.

"This little guy is awesome! Silent, he has actually stepped into the level of the master. Hehe, it seems that it is difficult to kill Jing Yan to kill Jing Yan." Mai Mai ancestor laughed softly.

"This son is indeed a good seed. Seeing him, made me think of your disciple, Emperor of the East!" Said Raven nodded.

The Mai ancestor heard the words and nodded gently.

The Emperor of the Emperor, who was once the word of the ancestor of the Mai Emperor, was shocked, but it suddenly disappeared, and even the Emperor of the Emperor did not know the whereabouts of the Emperor of the Emperor.

The ancestors of Mai and Raven were both astounded by the strength shown by Jing Yan, let alone others.

Luoshui Jingu, Wujiang Lingshan and several other high-level figures of the ultimate forces all stared at Jing Yan. One face-to-face kills more than a dozen Nether Temple peaks and souls. This ability is not what ordinary controllers can have.

"Yuan, here you are!" After Jing Yan killed more than a dozen members of the Nether Temple ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~, Bingyan Sword in his hand waved again, his figure flickered, and he approached the owner of the suspended alcohol opposite.

The original alcohol rushed to Jingyan quickly, but because of the death of more than 100,000 things in the Nether Temple, his subconscious stopped.

Hearing Jing Yan's voice, and seeing Jing Yan flashing towards himself, he was also killing.

"Little bunny, let me see how strong your strength is!" Wei You waved the strange weapon in his hand, and the mighty mighty power wavered with it.

It can be seen that some blue ghosts spread out on the alcohol weapon, and soon they were in contact with Jing Yan.

Jing Yan was holding Bingyan Sword, and the point of the sword was fierce. That blue ghost changed its shape dramatically. It was as if a piece of tofu was pierced with a sharp knife.

Jing Yan's body only paused for a moment, and then he moved forward extremely fast. The blue ghost image condensed by alcohol does not seem to give much resistance to Jing Yan.

"How is that possible?" Luol's eyes were all staring out.

He took a deep breath, the whole body's divine power exploded, and a stream of light burst into the sky. The weird weapon in his hand was wielding, and at this time he had no time to think too much.

Immediately afterwards, Jing Yan's Bingyan Sword had arrived in front of Luoluo. Yan alcohol resists the ice sword with the strange weapon in his hand. The sharp tip of Bingyan Sword stabbed at the weird weapon in the hands of Yan Yu. And in the weapons in the hands of the alcohol, there is also a very strong streamer, offsetting the golden **** pattern.

"Huh!" Jing Yan snorted, and the ancient tree urged him.

In the golden divine pattern, strands of purple light surge.

"Pop!" The streamer shattered in front of the main body of Luyouge, and his body shuddered a bit. (To be continued., Your support is my greatest motivation.) 17-o1-o511: 57: 2o