Brutal and bloody killing!

Not only the disciples of Liwang Pavilion, but even the barbarian cultivators in Tianfu City, once they fall into battle, they seem to have become a different person and become particularly aggressive. Many barbarian cultivators even exchange injuries for injuries.

This is the fighting style of this world!

Blood sprayed, dyeing the ground red!

"Kill, kill these miscellaneous pieces!!!"

A monk cultivator in Tianfu City had a ferocious face, holding a disciple of Liwang Pavilion in his hand, and Ang Tian roared angrily.

"die!!!"

The blood roared, and the Liwang Pavilion disciple, who was burly and like an ancient giant, was carrying a bloody storm, and his hands were like a heavy hammer, and he smashed hard at the back of the head of the Tianfucheng Man Xiu.

"boom!!!"

At the same time, the senior management of Liwang Pavilion also took action.

The earth shook and dust flew!

The earthly barbarians can use the power of the earth.

The elder's originally thin body continued to expand, and a stream of terrifying mysterious power surged from the ground and spread along the soles of his feet.

"Diet!!!"

"Puff puff puff!!!"

The scepter is like a scythe of death. Whenever the scepter is touched, his body will be broken, just like a smashed watermelon.

"boom!!!"

The diman in Tianfu City is not holding back.

For a moment, hundreds of miles were like a dragon turning over, and the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth was forcibly borrowed.

The wind and clouds roll!

"boom!"

Suddenly!

A wave of evil aura rose, and Liwang Pavilion took action.

"shake!!!"

Just as he tried hard to take action, a terrifying energy burst out from the ground behind him. Wu Zong made a fist with one hand, and the fist force roared, and a hazy appearance appeared behind him.

"The land is quite perfect?"

Feeling the aura emitted by Wu Zong, Li Xing's face changed slightly, and continued to laugh, "It's a pity that you haven't consolidated your realm yet. Since that's the case, die over there!!!"

The two earthly beasts fought each other, just like two huge beasts constantly colliding. The deafening sound of collision shocked the group of barbarians vomiting blood and retreating.

At a high altitude, Ye Cangqiong was wearing a white robe, looking down at the battle below.

"It's not enough!"

Shaking his head, Ye Cangqiong moved his right hand, and a bunch of powder fell silently towards the ground.

"kill!!!"

The retreating disciples of Liwang Pavilion and the barbarian cultivators of Tianfu City actually bypassed Li Xing and changed into another place with Wu Zong, and fought together again.

"Not bad, very good!"

The voice of the Heavenly Dao sounded in Ye Cangkong's ears, "Ye Cangkong, I am very much looking forward to your continued chaos now."

Ye Cangqiong raised his mouth and said, "Swallow, devour these souls to your heart's content. Wait a minute, I need your help!"

"What are you going to do?" Hearing Ye Cangqiong say this, Tiandao couldn't help but become nervous.

Ye Cangqiong smiled but said nothing.

"Damn it, you are using the Ghost Snow God Technique again!" Tiandao screamed.

Ye Cangkong formed seals with both hands, slowly closed his eyes, and rolled up the spiritual energy of heaven and earth around him.

As Ye Cangkong bounced his ten fingers quickly, a mysterious and evil force was coming.

The Man Xiu in the chaos ahead never noticed that their pores were bleeding!

"call out!!!!"

At the same time, a mysterious light shot out from the Jue Seal that appeared between Ye Cangkong's eyebrows.

The Heavenly Dao took action to cover the aura emitted by Ye Cangkong at this moment.

"Eight gods and eight ghosts, snowflakes are shaking!"

"Buzz!"

The moment Ye Cangkong's voice fell, hundreds of barbarian cultivators who were in chaos in the distance suddenly stiffened their bodies, and continued to reveal bloodthirsty light, attacking the people nearby even more crazily.

Blood-colored snowflakes fell between them, and these blood-colored snowflakes were condensed by their blood.

If someone looks down from a height of 1,000 meters, he will find that with the group of martyrs, a blood-colored ghost appears on the ground within an 800-meter radius, slowly opening his bloody mouth to swallow these martyrs.

At this moment, Ye Cangkong's face was as pale as paper. With his current realm, it was a bit far-fetched to use this method.

"Ye Cangkong, ten breaths, only ten breaths!!!"

The anxious roar of heaven sounded in Ye Cangkong's ears.

"Enough!"

"Buzz!"

I suddenly opened my eyes, and there was only pure golden light in my eyes, noble and evil.

"You, your special mother is ready to use the Sky Magic Art?"

The way of heaven is almost crazy.

Ye Cangqiong used the Ghost Snow Divine Technique, which could cover ten breaths, but if it was the Cangqin magic skill, it would be up to three breaths...

"I only have the sky, and the heaven and earth can be swallowed!"

At this moment, Ye Cangqiong seemed to have become the real god king, and the breath he revealed was vast and dignified.

"Swish!"

Li Xing and Wu Zong looked up at the same time and looked into the sky.

"Empress?"

When Wu Zong saw Ye Cangqiong at this moment, he was stunned at first, and his face changed drastically, "Holy Envoy, what are you doing?"

The aura revealed by Ye Cangqiong was so terrifying. Wu Zong had an illusion that it seemed to have returned to the moment when he first met the deacon of Wangtian Sect fifty years ago.

Despair and powerlessness!

"swallow!"

"boom!"

A word sounded and thunder clouds emerged.

The grimace that appeared on the ground turned from virtual to solid, rose from the ground, and bit it down with one bite.

"Puff puff puff!!!"

Hundreds of barbarian cultivators exploded with a bang, and their flesh and blood were melted by strange forces.

Li Xing was cold all over. Looking at the grimaces of hundreds of barbarian cultivators in one mouthful, deep fear arose in his heart.

At the same time, thunder disaster came.

This time, even the way of heaven could not help Ye Cangkong.

"boom!"

The silver-white thunder and lightning as thick as the mouth of the bowl was like a dragon raging in ancient times, falling on the sky spirit cover of Ye Cangqiong.

Glorious lightning covers the sky.

"Die, dead?"

When the lightning dissipated, Wu Zong's expression was dull, looking at the place where Ye Cangkong had just stood...

"One transformation of mortals, two transformation of spirits, three transformation of heaven and earth!"

Suddenly, a cold but endless majesty sounded from all directions.

Three turns ghost transformation!

Ye Cangqiong not only cultivated the Three-Turn Ghost Transformation to Great Perfection, but also improved it.

The modified three-turn ghost transformation has a secret method to transform the world.

No matter how fierce the thunder tribulation is, can it destroy the world?

Ye Cangkong's figure slowly emerged, and his face looked as transparent as a crystal, as if it would pass by the wind at any time.

"Ye Cangqiong, you are just a madman!"

The roar of the heavenly way echoed in Ye Cangkong's ears.

Ye Cangqiong smiled with a smile on his face, looked up slightly, looked at the slowly dissipating thunder clouds, and whispered, "Didn't I succeed!"

"Success is not successful. If I hadn't tried my best to cover your aura in the end, would you really think I could escape the perception of the heavenly way in this world?"

"No matter what, this time, I won!"

After saying that, Ye Cangkong looked at the ground, his lips opened and closed, but there was no sound.

"Buzz!"
Chapter completed!