The strongest ruler of the heavens

Chapter 335 Rolling
when!
The death knell shocked the world, shattered the earth, annihilated the sky, zoomed in quickly, and the blood-colored bell body turned everything into ashes. It was a veritable death knell.

It fell from the sky and trapped Ye Fan in it, trying to turn him into pus and blood, his blood was suffocated, and he cried like a ghost.

"It's really effective. He's also trapped. Kill them. Everyone must not shrink back. This is the moment to cut this dog!" Seeing this, other people screamed cruelly, and their morale was greatly boosted.

Pang Bo frowned. The Heavenly Demon Umbrella was a bit special. Apart from being a terrifying sacred artifact, it also contained a ray of spirit of a powerful existence.

It was the head of a heavenly demon, floating in the void, higher than the mountains. It was this thing that threatened him to a certain extent, and imprisoned a piece of heaven and earth.

"Kill, kill them first!" Even Hongliu, who had only one head left, screamed sharply, urging the last divine power to sacrifice the cracked Heaven-shattering Seal, turning it into a mountain peak, pressing down on the people in the field. Pombo.

The magic weapon is dazzling, and it shuttles between the heavens and the earth, the auspicious energy is misty, and the killing energy shakes the sky.

There was a cold smile on the corner of Lan Feng's mouth, and together with several people, he sacrificed the forbidden weapon silently, quickly hit the center of the field, and decisively shattered the sacred object.

"boom!"

This was a massacre, and all kinds of lights covered the sun, all rushing up, leaving this place full of holes and dilapidated.

"Are they dead?" one trembled.

"Are you worthy of killing us?" The brilliance dissipated, revealing Zhou Yi who was standing proudly in the field. His fingertips flickered and his hair fluttered like a demon god who ignored everything.

On one side, the huge black umbrella, which was so powerful and so powerful, was held by Pang Bo and put away.

On the other side, a giant golden palm emerged, and the heads of howling ghosts and wolves disappeared one after another. The death knell was pinched in an instant and turned into a small bell.

"Who are they, who actually snatched the fully resurrected holy soldier with their bare hands?" Several people were so frightened that their scalps went numb.

With a gloomy face, Lan Feng said: "The man hasn't completely escaped from the demon's confinement. This is the phantom of the demon sealed by a senior ancestor, which formed the demon field and imprisoned him for a short time. Everyone, take action quickly and kill him first." He is completely destroyed."

"kill!"

Everyone shot again, urging all kinds of secret treasures regardless of the cost, flooding it with brilliance.

hum!
Behind Pangbo, five precious swords emerged, which were supernatural powers modified by Zanyue, and the five-colored divine light shot up into the sky, moving in rotation, and slashed towards the demon umbrella.

It seemed that there were hundreds of thousands of heavenly knives screaming and clanging. Although the magic umbrella was a very strange holy weapon, it was split and cracked continuously.

boom!
The Heavenly Demon's head rushed up, and he opened his mouth to scream, deafeningly, trying to swallow Pang Bo.

However, in a dazzling light, Pang Bo drew a green lotus and blasted him into the sky and earth. The black blood flowed down and turned into a cloud of smoke.

"What, he killed all the phantoms of the demon!" The man in blue changed his expression, turned around and fled.

when!
Ye Fan, who moved over, punched the death knell in his hand, with dense cracks, and hit the Fantian Seal with monstrous force, and shattered together with the Fantian Seal.

The bloody bell fragments and fragments of the Overturning Seal flew in all directions, and screams came one after another, and people were hit from time to time, with broken bones and tendons.

Zhou Yi also shot one after another, smashing several weapons into the sky and the earth, splitting mountains and seas, with immeasurable magic power.

Now that the battle is overwhelmed, no matter how hard it is to have any suspense, the middle-aged Taoist nun and the others are in a hurry to flee like bereaved dogs.

Some people didn't even care about their mounts, they ran each other, the dragon horse and the unstoppable Black Emperor strangled behind them, Duan De shook his head helplessly, he originally planned to lay down the Great Emperor pattern, but he looked down on them.

"Three fellow daoists, I can sit down and talk for a while, stop now." Someone begged, frightening the souls of the dead, because they found that the speed of the other three was too fast, cutting off their way forward.

"Escape separately!" The middle-aged Taoist gritted her teeth.

"what"

Amidst the shrill screams, blood splattered everywhere, and a person who had just left the team was directly twisted into a blood mist by Zhou Yi, and died on the spot.

They lost their self-confidence in their hearts, and they didn't want to embark on the ancient path of trials of the strong at all. As long as they could survive, it would be better than anything else.

The three of them tacitly slowed down, took it easy, and then killed one by one, and now there are less than five or six people alive.

A total of 23 strong men, united together, are enough to kill the ancient sage without using forbidden weapons, but they were killed by the three of Ye Fan to such a miserable situation.

puff.

The blue-clothed man's eyes were fierce, and he took out a half-foot-long puppet, spit out dozens of mouthfuls of blood, all spilled on the puppet, looking extremely strange.

Lan Feng seemed to have lost most of his life and became very weak. Obviously he paid a heavy price. He dipped his blood and wrote the name of Ye Fan, the only person who knew his name, between the brows of the puppet, and then picked up a small sword long in the palm of his hand. Slashed at the puppet's frontal bone.

At this moment, Ye Fan's hair was standing on end, and his forehead was aching, as if a peerless weapon was about to penetrate into his skull, close at hand.

Ye Fan's heart was shaken. At this moment, all the treasures of the human body unearthed during the ten-year expedition were opened according to an instinct.

The stars in the blood, the gods in the bones, the Tao born in one thought, all these things, all of them emerge!
His frontal bone was shining, accompanied by a kind of chanting, splitting the void, and annihilating an inexplicable crisis.

puff.

The man in blue spurted blood, the puppet in his hand was blown to ashes, and the small sword long in the palm of his hand was broken, and his vitality was seriously injured.

The middle-aged Taoist nun held the head of Hongliu and Lan Feng, a total of five people, like a bereaved dog, fled in terror, with blood all over their bodies.

"I'll fight with you!" The middle-aged Taoist nun who couldn't run any longer, her face was ashen, urged the whisk to turn into a sky river, and drew it forward.

Zhou Yi's expression was indifferent, his combat power was extremely strong, and with a single finger, the galaxy collapsed, and half of the middle-aged Taoist nun's body was cut off. She screamed and fled again.

"Take me!"

Hongliu yelled in panic, only one head was left, her energy was dry, and she was thrown to the ground by the middle-aged Taoist nun. She wanted to escape by herself with only one head left, but the speed was too slow.

boom!
Pangbo stepped forward, kicked it out, his head was split into pieces, and a soul rushed out, yelling in fear: "Don't kill me, just save my life, let me do anything!"

puff!
When Pang Bo stepped on it, the primordial spirit instantly turned into fly ash, and turned into calamity soil under the soles of his feet, completely dead.

The souls of the four people in front of them all trembled, and they were scared out of their wits. They had never been so desperate as they are today.

"I don't know you great emperors, you are a lot of adults, don't be as knowledgeable as us, please spare our lives." One of them collapsed and kept begging for mercy.

"Stop it, as long as you let us live, everything will be easy to talk about!" Lan Feng cried out with a pale face on the verge of collapse.

"Didn't you tell us to kneel down and say that we are holy killers, and then cut ourselves off and beg for your forgiveness." Ye Fan's voice was indifferent, and he pointed like a sword, pressing forward.

(End of this chapter)