Divine Throne of Primordial Blood

The sword struck the core of the Great Battalion, sparkling, and then a terrific tsunami sounded, like a wind dragon screaming.

With a sword in hand, Ye Feng-Chin retreated without looking.

He's running away.

Whatever the consequences of this sword, what happens next is beyond his control.

Just as he rushed out of the hall, the cries of despair and anger rang: "No! ”

In the midst of an awesome cry, the spiritual hall has blown up.

A surge of pounding energy spilled out, like a tidal wave.

Ye Feng Cold retreated faster, but the surge wave chased him faster. Ye Feng Cold was impacted by this shock. He was lifted out like a boat in the wave. He just felt that his whole body needed to be scattered. The flesh and blood were eating in this shock wave.

At that moment, his face, eyes, arms, even ablated, revealed Mori's white bones.

Ye Feng's bitter desire to commit suicide.

However, he finally survived.

He worked his way through the Unsullied Heart to protect his heart and his last core strength until the tide receded.

Ye Feng Cold has turned into a bloodbath.

This is a place where he doesn't have a whole body, he's even blind.

Ye Feng Cold laughed three times, pulled out a bottle, took out a few pills and swallowed them, and continued to run.

Yeah, he's happy.

With such a fierce impact, none of his Lotus Seventh Pin people could resist, and the six middle class spiritual people were even more difficult to resist.

Until the spiritual clan is strong, but strong is the source, the spirit, not the body.

Not to mention the middle-class spirits, even the high-ranking spirits could not resist such a terrible storm without timely preparation. As long as we can avoid the Six Spirits hunt, all that is lost is worth it.

However, at this time, a light shadow emerged in the Lingtang, constantly changing in the light and dark form, which looked like a big bulb, but it was an authentic human bulb, one of the Six Spirits.

How come there are spirits still alive?

Despite being invisible, Ye Feng Cold felt the presence of the spiritual clan behind him at that moment.

It's just that the existence of the spiritual clan is so strange that the body is always in the light, indeterminate and flash.

He rushed towards Ye Feng Cold and made a buoyancy sound. A shadow arrow had stabbed Ye Feng Cold.

Ye Feng Ching could not see the attack, but could hear the sound. He doesn't know what form the attack is, but he doesn't need to know either.

With a flash of shape, Ye Feng Cold has vanished into thin air and reappeared somewhere else.

White tower leaps.

Ye Feng Cold learned Su Shen's means, and it was his faithful embrace.

The shadow arrow did not hit Ye Feng Cold, but it erupted suddenly, forming a white light burst, and the shock wave swept Ye Feng Cold again, blowing him out.

The spiritual clan has told Flying again that the outrage has been roared, but it is just strange that his voice is chaotic and completely incomprehensible.

The violent tide has swept again, this time sweeping through a large white light, like a giant white blade, plowing the ground straight away.

Ye Feng Cold was about to use the white tower to leap again. Suddenly, he had an intercerebral pain. He couldn't concentrate. The white tower leap could no longer be used.

He was about to be cut into two pieces by the sun blade, and a man suddenly appeared, grabbing him and flashing beside him, he could barely escape.

Exactly.

“How did you do this?” Looking at Ye Feng's cold and bloody appearance, he was often shocked by the peace.

“Get out of here!” Ye Feng Cold has screamed.

His voice had just fallen, and the passing sun blade suddenly turned into a dark mist.

Frequently and shocked, I have not seen that the source technology used can still change. This change makes him afraid to touch it. Good thing he can also leap over the white tower. He can't dare to let the dark fog near him and jump straight away.

And looking at the spiritual people, he saw the infinite black fog pouring out of his body, toward the everlasting and winding.

Always and abruptly retreating, looking at the shadow, he said: "Is this the spiritual clan? ”

Ye Feng Cold couldn't see it, but perceived it clearly: “Not just the spiritual tribe, I can feel several forces in his body in the conflict... Yes, those six spiritual tribes, they must have merged, carried the explosion in this way. ”

“The spirits can still merge?” Frequently and appallingly.

“I don't know.” Ye Feng shook his head: “I was just guessing. It is not surprising to say that some spiritual communities can merge in many strange ways. Or maybe it's just the way it works. ”

“Ho!”

The fierce shadow of light and darkness has roared up and continued to hunt them down, and the infinite fog has turned into a black tide.

Knowing the details of this shadow of light and darkness, there is often no rush.

He watched his opponent strike so quietly, even ignoring the black tide of the shock.

The next moment, the black tide strikes, looking at it will be constant and submerged.

Boom!

A bigger trend has resisted the black tide and even pushed it backwards.

Looking back and forth, hundreds of brothers have stood, but the entire team arrived.

As an elite scouting team, the monks here are all shaking light, and a hundred shaking light joined hands, even if the light and dark shadow is a combination of the six spirits, it is irresistible and suppressed on the spot.

“Isn't that arrogant? Weird means and insufficient power are no good.” Often and hey, smile.

The shadow of light under the combined power of the hundred shaking lights, can no longer be resisted, can only constantly send out anger, the eyes can not bear, Ye Feng cold: “Don't kill him, such a thing, must be rare, give it to the lord, may be of great use. ”

Often and beam: “Yes, the Lord loves this kind of existence. Everybody get him alive... Fuck, you better hurry! ”

Often and the sound suddenly becomes pointy.

Looking at the distant canyons, a large number of spiritual tribes have emerged.

With such a big movement in the spiritual hall, it is naturally impossible for the spiritual tribe not to have noticed, even when some spiritual tribes fly out of the canyon.

Seeing this scene, the spiritual clans simultaneously sound sad.

In the sound of grief, it is the mass of puppets in the cemetery that shall be reconciled, in response to the call of their owners.

Countless puppets were then seen running out of the graveyard and pouring this way.

“Let's go!” He often shouted with a pointy voice, one clap was being shot on the body of the shadow of light and darkness, and the stamp of palm was forced to bombard, making the shadow of light and darkness irresistible, and it was actually hard raw and pressed into a group.

A optical net of hundreds of brothers has wrapped the shadow of light and darkness, rendering him immobile.

The monks simultaneously withdrew to the distance.

You don't have to think about positioning the big troops at this time. It's important to save your life first.

Boom!

An invisible spiritual wave suddenly erupted, causing all the monks to lose their minds and minds at the same time, rapidly decreasing.

But the next moment, the brothers swallowed a pill of Dan and immediately recovered as usual.

Unsuccessful, the Sanskrit sounds in the rear, the music is loud, the people are drowsy and unable to fly.

Later, listening to a monk smile, while taking out a jade, he knocked on the jade with a small hammer, making a crisp jade impact sound, the hypnotic Sanskrit immediately expired.

At the same time, a monk took out a piece of sand and hoisted it into the air, instantly turning it into a dust storm and rolling up smoke and dust.

This dust storm is not intended to block opponents, but to shield the spiritual community from view, making it difficult for them to apply targeted methods.

Then there was a blast of thunder and lightning in the sky and countless thunder.

This wave is simple, it's a direct assault.

Spiritual archaeology can also be quite powerful, not to mention that such a wide range of powerful archaeology can be used at such a distance alone, can be seen.

But the monks are even more afraid of the magic of confusion. They can still resist attacks.

Lightning rushed out of the minefield against the top of his head, and the sandstorm behind him had also been broken by the spiritual clan.

Then came another wave of attacks, but this time it was an illusion that drove us into dreams that we could not escape.

Everyone in Neha had a mental barrier boost, immunized the wave directly, and took the opportunity to escape again.

In fact, the spiritual people are undoubtedly more and stronger.

But distance becomes the magic treasure of the brothers, and many means require distance in order to be powerful. Too far away from each other, some means are difficult to implement, or they are ineffective. Plus, there is no polarity in this attack, and we are prepared for it. Ten thousand years of war, some means to the spiritual people have long known, as long as it has been clearly revealed, there is basically a method to target.

So the result is that the Ming Ling clan is stronger, so why not this team?

In pursuit of each other like this, the spiritual tribe could not help but for a moment.

At a time when the spiritual clan was feeling disappointed, suddenly it felt a strange spiritual fluctuation.

Feeling this fluctuation, the spiritual clans stopped chasing, but stopped together to salute the rear.

Then we saw that a Gao Da Ling clan had flown in, and it was precisely the high-ranking spiritual clan that had held the ceremony earlier.

At the time of the explosion, he did not immediately emerge from the ceremony, but at this moment he finally caught up.

I often look back and see this scene, and I don't like it: “Run! ”

But everyone is already running, and it's useless to rush.

The high-ranking spiritual clan suddenly opened its hands and roared at the sky.

So the whole space is one piece of condensation.

This was followed by a silent tsunami.

It doesn't exist in the real world, but it sounds in everyone's heart. So everyone felt like something was scratching their hearts, their whole bodies were itchy, they could no longer use any means, they just scratched themselves desperately. Only Ye Feng Chang and a few other rocking peaks resisted.

Just one move paralyzed hundreds of people on the team.

Frequent peace is also frightening.

He knew most of it was irresistible, and he stuffed the shadow of light into Ye Feng's hand: “Take this guy and run that way, you know? That's where the battalion comes in. Don't miss it. ”

“What are you doing?” Ye Feng's cold instincts feel bad.

“Of course I fought with that guy!” He often and forcefully withstood the deep itch and watched the high-ranking spiritual clan violently.

Ye Feng was shocked: “No! ”

“Run! Take this monster back to the Patriarch!” Often kicked on Ye Feng's ass with one foot, he turned his head and faced the high-ranking spiritual clan with the rest of them.

Ye Feng's cold, empty eyes shed tears.

“Remember to tell the lord my name is Changhe!” Always shouting and shouting like a real hero, rushing forward.

“Frequently, yes? I remember. ”

A voice sounds at this point.