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Chapter four hundred and thirtieth anger into anger

After Jiang Yi activated the blood vessels in his body, the nearby yin energy seemed to have been purified.

The beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers above the head directly casts endless spiritual energy.

It seems that the world is cheering for this.

For a moment, there was a meaning that everything was born around us, and those dead trees began to sprout new buds.

This is not Jiang Yi's power, but the power of Jiang Yi's ancestor.

"This kind of power!"

Zhou Feng's hair stood up all over his body, because there was an extremely terrifying force hidden under the vision.

It made his body feel an irresistible idea.

This is the first time he has encountered this situation.

Is the power of bloodline?

Zhou Feng did not take the initiative because he knew that Jiang Yi's power at this time was not his own.

This power must be time-limited.

It would be no harm to him to be able to delay time now.

In addition, he also needs some time to recover from his injuries.

In order to solve other people, Zhou Feng directly entered an overload state.

Severe injuries occurred everywhere in the body, but these injuries have almost recovered.

His condition returned to his fullest state again.

"This kind of noble power! It's a pity that only once!"

Jiang Yi was a little addicted to this kind of power. This power from his ancestors was as powerful as moving mountains and filling the sea.

And the Jiang family was once so brilliant.

This is the power of the Jiang clan, but now it can only practice the so-called sword-controlling technique.

As we lived through, many people in the entire family even lost their true hearts.

If you really become a member of this so-called holy land, no matter how good the southern Xinjiang is, can you compare to a hair in Zhongzhou?

At this moment, the Jiang family actually had no chance to return to Zhongzhou again.

In such a mediocre place, it is impossible to give birth to a real dragon.

Also, as the inspiration of southern Xinjiang was captured by Zhongzhou, the demons that had been suppressed before were about to recover.

This Chaotian Temple is a clear proof of the original Chaotian Temple arrangement, plus the Chaotian Magic Sword.

He can suppress that great demon forever until death.

But because the inspiration disappeared, the spiritual veins disappeared, and the Chaotian magic sword forced Chaotian Temple to be reborn.

I want someone to suppress this great devil again.

During this period of time in the Yinfeng Mountains, Jiang Yi had actually completely investigated the reason why Chaotianguan was reborn.

The reason is that the Chaotian Magic Sword has begun to suppress the demon underground.

Now he is reborn, just to attract the attention of outside practitioners.

We work together to suppress this demon again.

But unfortunately, the current southern Xinjiang is no longer the previous southern Xinjiang.

The practitioners at this time were no longer practitioners during the Human Emperor period.

Everyone just wants to seize the Chaotian magic sword.

Even Jiang Yi's idea was the same, and he took this opportunity to enter the Yinfeng Mountains and take Zhou Feng down.

Seize the Taoist seal on Zhou Feng's body, and then take the opportunity to steal the Chaotian magic sword.

Finally, he went far away to Zhongzhou, and he could no longer stay in a barren land like southern Xinjiang.

Even in order to achieve this plan, there was no genius among the disciples who entered the Holy Land of Yinfeng Mountain this time.

The rest of the geniuses were all delayed by Jiang Yi using various means.

It is also because of this that Zhou Feng was so easy to massacre.

Although these disciples in the holy land are all elite disciples, none of them is genius. Otherwise, Zhou Fengtuo would have to be destroyed.

But all these beautiful fantasies were shattered.

Zhou Feng's growth was so fast that Jiang Yi could not imagine.

In order to save his life, Jiang Yi can only use the final means.

After inexplicably sighing, Jiang Yi's attention was re-emphasized on Zhou Feng.

"I know you are procrastinating! Are you thinking that this power will not last long!"

Jiang Yi raised his hand gently.

"Now I just want to tell you that you only need a palm to deal with you!"

Jiang Yi, who inspired the blood of the immortals and gods in his body, became inexplicably arrogant. His eyes looked like an ant, as if he was another person.

If Jiang Yi was originally in charge, he would never do such a pretentious thing.

I suffered a loss before, but when I met Zhou Feng again, I naturally went all out.

I don’t give me any chance, but now I’m wasting half of my time and sighing.

Finally, he said that only one palm was needed to deal with Zhou Feng.

This is because Jiang Yi’s past ancestors influenced him, which stimulated the power of his bloodline, and would more or less change his personality.

Moreover, this change is to move closer to those who were once great masters.

Those great masters were naturally extremely arrogant when looking at Zhou Feng.

The subtext means that this kind of waste can be killed with my backhand.

"Danger!"

Zhou Feng couldn't help but burst out with strength.

Jiang Yi turned his palm down.

The mountains and rivers above their heads immediately changed, and a great mountain directly covered and pressed down.

All the buildings next to them turned into earth and rocks, and the old trees that had sprouted out of their buds were also destroyed in an instant.

"ah!!!"

Zhou Feng gathered the true energy of Taixu, and the golden blood burned wildly, and his whole body seemed to turn into a glorious sun, and he punched out with one punch.

That great mountain was instantly beaten into pieces.

The power of destruction is like being able to smash everything.

But the flowing mountains and rivers had no change at all.

Dayue was smashed by Zhou Feng's punch, but the next second it was a river of heaven winding and ramming towards him.

Zhou Feng was comparable to the physical body of a spiritual weapon and directly chose to resist.

The intelligent brain is running wildly, mobilizing every thread of Taixu true energy to resist the strange power.

Now, he finally knew why Jiang Yi was so arrogant.

He can be killed here with just one palm.

Because this palm is not just a palm, but a strange phenomenon of mountains and rivers and a world.

Fighting against a world? Even if it is just a phantom of this world.

This is not something that a mere supernatural cultivator can compete with.

"ah!!!"

But Jiang Yi still underestimated Zhou Feng.

Zhou Feng was passively supported by countless people, in conjunction with the invincible vision of rising momentum.

There were countless mountains and rivers that were blowing up in a row. Even at this moment, his face was a little pale and a trace of blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

But his eyes were extremely energetic, and his sharp eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the void.

"Um?"

Jiang Yi suddenly realized that his palm could not be completely suppressed.

It felt like he was pressing on a nail, and the sharp pointed tip made him feel a little painful.

Perhaps it was what I said before, but it was not realized.

A touch of red appeared on Jiang Yi's face, and then he became angry and embarrassed.

"A mere supernatural power realm! Do you really think you are Daozi? A genius in Zhongzhou?"

For a moment, Jiang Yi's hand was surrounded by the phantom of the sun, moon and stars.

He who stimulates the blood of the immortals and gods in his body is an existence that can compete with the powerful power of the Dragon Transformation Realm.

Cooperating with the supreme magical powers of our ancestors, killing a mere magical power realm is not easy to capture.

"Die it for me! You bed bug!"
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