Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 1769
Roar!
The roar of the evil wolf, like a thunderclap, rolled over.

Jiang Mo clutched his chest, feeling the qi and blood tumbling, and all the bones in his body seemed to be shattered by the impact.

"Damn it!" Jiang Mo gritted his teeth and stared at the phantom of the evil wolf.

Immediately, the two exercises of "Da Yan Tian Ji Jue" and "Desolation of Good Fortune Sutra" started to operate at the same time, transporting the power between heaven and earth to repair the injury.

Just in an instant, the sharp pain disappeared, and the wound on Jiang Mo's body healed completely after a few breaths.

Behind Jiang Mo, the colorful phoenix fluttered its wings and croaked. The colorful feathers on its body stood upright like sharp blades.

"Boy, tell me, how do you want to die?" Tanlang stepped on the void, exuding a strong and substantial pressure.

After feeling the aura of Tanlang and others, those strong men in Fengcheng fell silent, not even daring to take a breath.

terrible!

Tanlang and others, compared to these people in Fengcheng, are like gods, they can only worship and revere, without any disrespect.

"The aura of these people is really too strong! With a single thought, they can kill everyone in Fengcheng in an instant!"

Yang Xiong's voice and body trembled at the same time.

As a strong Emperor Wudi, he can feel more things than those with low strength.

Tanlang and the others exude the aura of those who belong to those who are superior.

In the Ruins Demon Realm, no matter how strong or weak the superior is, they can deprive ordinary people of their lives.

If you don't have a prominent background, you have to practice step by step to reach the top level, and then you are qualified to become a high-ranking person.

A person like Yang Xiong is already a strong Emperor Wu. In the eyes of outsiders, he has the power of life and death, but in the eyes of those in power, they are nothing more than ants that can be easily exterminated.

The world of the superiors, these ordinary people, are simply out of reach.

"Brother, I have already said that that young man is not something we can provoke, nor can Xia Yan."

"It can only be Xia Yan's bad luck to mess with him." Yang Zhen said fortunately.

Fortunately, I didn't tear myself apart with that white-haired young man, otherwise, it would really be impossible to end.

"Third brother, you are right, that kind of person is not in the same world as us." Yang Xiong nodded, deeply convinced.

"Death? I have many ways, maybe I can kill you!"

Jiang Mo's eyes suddenly froze, sharp as a blade.

The voice fell, and in the void, there was already a thunderous whistling sound.

Jiang Mo's figure, like a bolt of lightning, fell down suddenly and bombarded Tanlang.

"Taiyi Birth and Death Palm!"

A muffled shout sounded, and Jiang Mo pressed out his palms one after another, making a yin-yang fish-like pattern.

The yin-yang fish turned slowly, seemingly at a very slow speed, but it contained an aura of life and death.

"Do you want to help Tanlang?" the only woman asked.

Her eyes focused on the yin-yang fish pattern, looking very curious.

At least, in the Martial League, she rarely saw such a weird attack method.

The power is not very fierce, but it gives people an irresistible feeling.

"Don't worry, Tanlang's body is the awakening of the ancient wolf spirit, and its defense is extremely strong..." Po Jun waved his hand and said, but his words were not completely finished, only Tanlang howled violently There was a sound, and then quickly fell down.

boom!
While falling, his body continued to swell, and finally turned into that ancient wolf spirit completely, releasing an extremely evil aura from all over his body!

If you look carefully, you will find that there is a round hole in the back of this ancient wolf spirit, directly passing through it.

This hole was blasted out of Tanlang's body by Jiang Mo's 'Taiyi Birth and Extinction Palm' just now.

"Underestimate this guy, let's attack together, and take him down as quickly as possible!"

Po Jun spoke in a deep voice, and in his right hand, a light flashed, and a very broad heavy sword appeared.

The epee swung in his hand, leaving behind several afterimages, and the immortal seals on it lit up one by one, releasing a fierce aura.

"This guy is really scary. The Prison Peak sword is as heavy as hundreds of mountains, but in his hand, it is like a toy, and it is easy to swing."

Venerable Qingyin exclaimed.

Immediately, the three rushed out at the same time, forming horns and surrounding Jiang Mo.

The ancient wolf spirit managed to catch its breath after recovering for a long time.

If he was allowed to face Jiang Mo alone, he might be cut down by Jiang Mo's sword in less than half a stick of incense.

Venerable Qing Yin shot out a blue talisman to separate the void battlefield from the peak city below.

"Let me see, your real strength!"

Po Jun's eyes were like lightning, and holding the 'Prison Peak Sword', he rushed towards Jiang Mo like a sword-wielding madman.

While he was running in the void, the air in front of him gathered, forming a huge faucet faintly.

"Dragon Cry Slash!"

As the roar fell, the Prison Peak sword fell on the head, making loud bangs, like hundreds of mountains collapsing at the same time, rolling over a person.

"What a powerful force!"

Jiang Mo laughed out loud, and formed a seal with both hands, and the "Desolate Creation Sutra" was intensified for the second time, making his meridians explode.

The energy in the sky and the earth behind him was drawn by some kind of force, gathered together, and turned into a prison-suppressing idol!
The idol is as high as [-] zhang, and when one foot falls, it can crush a mountain into powder.

In an instant, the void vibrated, and the talisman that Venerable Qingyin had previously played directly shattered.

"go with!"

Jiang Mo let out a low cry, and this prison-suppressing idol, with four hooves, galloped like the wind, and rushed towards it.

When everyone heard the dull bang, it was like a thunderclap, and they couldn't help being dumbfounded.

Yang Xiong was even more fortunate that he didn't fight Jiang Mo to the end, otherwise, just this prison-suppressing idol could easily crush his body into a ball of powder.

Boom!

The prison peak sword used by Po Jun only left a five-foot-deep mark on the body of the Prison God Elephant.

However, what he got in exchange was the result of his own being knocked into the air.

In ancient times, the Prison Suppressing God Elephant was the mount of a certain martial arts myth. It possessed the magical power to suppress the Three Realms, which Po Jun could not resist.

After being knocked into the air, before Po Jun had time to react, the prison-suppressing idol had already charged over again.

If this continues, Po Jun will definitely be knocked out of his wits.

"Old Qing, we can no longer stand by and watch."

Seeing this scene, Qi Sha frowned slightly, and seven small flying swords flew out of her cuffs.

Each flying sword was less than a foot long, like silver needles, and shot at seven parts of the body of the prison-suppressing idol!
(End of this chapter)