God Execution [End]

"The young master is well cultivated!" Zi Mo said with a light smile. Now the depression in his heart has long since disappeared. When Yun Feiyang used the heavenly scriptures to help him heal his injuries and improve his cultivation, Zi Mo felt that he was in love with him. How lucky Bi Liu gave birth to the sword. 【】

Yun Feiyang attaches so much importance to himself, Zimo also knows that he is using him, but he is still a little grateful, and the mysterious heavenly book has also attracted his attention. In his impression, the legendary Lingbao does not have such a mysterious effect. He realized that With the divine body Yun Feiyang, his future fate may change.

As soon as Zi Mo's words fell into everyone's hearts like two thunderbolts, Nangong Fu's eyes almost went straight, and Nangong Xian'er was also dizzy.

It is unbelievable that the mighty overlord of a generation of demon sects actually recognized Yun Feiyang as the young master. No one would believe the truth if he said it, but what happened in front of him did happen.

"Zi Mo, you are so courageous!" The voice of the Proud Emperor's son came from Yun Feiyang's feet, full of anger and murderous intent.

"The dignity of the dragon clan cannot be trampled upon, Zimo, you are doomed!" Ao San said angrily, the arrogance and dignity of the dragon clan dispelled the fear in his heart, he licked the blood at the corner of his mouth with his tongue, his eyes flickered with madness Bloody.

The other two dragon masters also dispelled the fear in their hearts in an instant, and glared at Zi Mo one after another.

"Hmph, you Dragon Clan are so brave, you dare to touch the mistress, no one can save you today!" Zi Mo said coldly, stretching out his big hand.

"Crack, crack, crack!" With three crisp sounds, the three-headed dragon master had been violently thrown away by Zi Mo, and the three of them had no resistance at all in front of Yun Feiyang.

"You...!" Before the three of them could utter a word, they felt a vast power crushing them, and Zi Mo in front of him grew taller. Zi Mo was very angry, and the three dragons dared to attack them. He challenged him, making him feel that he was very shameless in front of Yun Feiyang, especially in front of him was Zi Yunxi, who was the mistress of the future, and now he wanted to take advantage of this to teach these three uncivilized guys a hard lesson, Please this matriarch.

"I don't mind killing you now, and the young master won't object anymore. Are dragons born to be proud? Today is probably the last time you will be proud in your life." Zi Mohan said in a loud voice, and the vast momentum directly pressed against the three of them , How could the three of them resist at this moment, each of them was so breathless and blinded by him that they couldn't even speak.

"Okay, Zi Mo, you start with these three worms first, and I will kill their beloved son in front of them later!" Yun Feiyang was very satisfied with Zi Mo's performance, and secretly sighed that he didn't use the heavenly book to heal his wounds. At the same time, he took out the heavenly book with one hand, pressed Nangong Xian'er's jade hand on the root of the sacred tree, and said softly: "Xian'er, this is the natal immortal energy, which can help you heal your wounds."

Nangong Xian'er's eyes widened. She had never heard of the natal immortal energy before. At this moment, mysterious power poured into her body, and the injuries in her body recovered quickly in an instant.

"Xian'er, how do you and I kill this so-called holy son? Now that I have survived the divine punishment, my cultivation has reached the sixth level of great perfection, but my combat power is enough to match the masters of the seventh level, let alone a bunch of self-righteous ones in front of me." What a waste!" While Yun Feiyang was treating Nangong Xian'er's injury, the Beiming magic power was activated in his mind, and a black hole as black as ink shone on the body of the suppressed Aohuang Shengzi, with a devouring force Sent out, slowly devouring the essence of the flesh and blood of the Son of the Proud Emperor.

"Ah, how dare you!" Aohuang shouted violently from the ground, and he felt a hint of danger.

"Hmph, why don't you dare, I will devour even the flesh and blood of your Dragon Lord, not to mention this reptile waste." Yun Feiyang said coldly, using the Beiming Divine Art to devour and refine without any hesitation.

In an instant, Yun Feiyang's dantian's small universe table was strong enough to sprinkle pieces of purple energy. Yun Feiyang used up a lot of power just now when he played the sky-covering style and the ancient vision. It is also here that I can realize that the devouring power of my Beiming Divine Art is too small. If it is similar to my own power and is enough to swallow and refine in an instant to restore the power of the whole body, it will be three points more miraculous than the elixir.

At that time, Yun Feiyang doesn't have to worry about his lack of mana at all. Beiming's magical power swallows everything, as long as it contains power, it can swallow it. When it reaches a certain level, it can even directly swallow and refine the magical powers from the opponent into its own power. .

"It's time to retreat. Absorb the power of Beiming in the heart world in the mountain and river fan. It is best to surpass the power of devouring to reach the lower level of the seventh heaven. In this way, masters who fight against the seventh heaven can directly devour and refine it. Transform the magical powers played by the opponent." The thought flashed across Yun Feiyang's mind, and the Son of the Proud Emperor under his feet had been injured to the root, and he couldn't help roaring.

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you!" The voice of the Son of the Proud Emperor came out through his spiritual consciousness, and the voice was full of resentment.

Although those three-circumference dragon masters who were severely injured by Zi Mo were dying, their eye sockets almost burst open at this scene. They knew that Yun Feiyang was using a kind of evil power to devour the essence of the Holy Son.

The three of them were furious, and wanted to break through Zi Mo's pressure and stand up to attack Yun Feiyang, but they were imprisoned by Zi Mo's mana, and Yun Feiyang's cold voice came from over there: "Zi Mo, follow them to the Shanhe Fan, let them Shapolang and Brother Xili teach these three reptiles a lesson!"

"You must die!" The Proud Emperor Shengzi, the dragon master, almost passed away in anger, Yun Feiyang took a bite of reptiles, and didn't take them seriously at all.

The dignified deep-sea dragon clan is powerful, comparable to Taoism and Confucianism, and the son of Yaaohuang is the son of the dragon clan. In the future, he is expected to inherit the position of Dragon Emperor and become the supreme figure in this world. Mastering thousands of lives and deaths, the status is extremely noble.

But now he is being trampled underfoot. The Proud Emperor's son now has the ability to die. Just now, the woman who was looking down on the world and planning a strategy, who provoked Yun Feiyang, was beaten as a The mud was trampled under his feet and allowed to be trampled by Yun Feiyang.

The contrast between this made the Aohuang Shengzi unacceptable, and he couldn't accept it. Being humiliated by Yun Feiyang, he was swallowed to enhance Yun Feiyang's cultivation, making him crazy, full of resentment and unwillingness.

"Haha, what a good young master!" Zi Mo had a sinister smile on his face, thinking of Brother Xi Li's method and the fate of Liu Sheng's sword, Zi Mo's heart shivered, and he silently mourned for the three dragons.