Boom!

The Dragon-Slaying Platform continues to collapse.

It seems to be reduced to ruins.

The body of the Holy Son of Hundred Poisons fell quickly with reluctance and fear.

The corpse fell and blood spilled into the sky.

A generation of saints.

Just die!

"The Holy Son of Hundred Poisons is dead? I am not dreaming, am I?"

Some people in the audience rubbed their eyes vigorously.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing.

He's not the only one.

At this moment, almost everyone stared wide-eyed and couldn't believe it.

The Saint of Hundred Poisons.

The saint son of this generation of the Northern Tang Sect.

The strength of the ninth level of Tianwu Realm.

Possessing a Hundred Poison Spirit Body and a ninth-grade Poison Martial Spirit.

He is known as the evil genius who is most likely to break through to the saint realm within a hundred years.

It even ranked 81st on the Qianlong list.

Such a genius is destined to illuminate an era like the rising sun.

Did he die like this?

For a while.

Everyone seemed to be in a dream and found it difficult to accept it.

before this duel.

Although some of them had speculated that Holy Son of Poison might lose.

But I never thought he would die in this battle.

After all, he is the Holy Son!

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, the Holy Son will never be defeated so easily!"

Many disciples of the Northern Tang Sect were even more devastated at this time.

"Lord Holy Son!"

Patriarch Huaiyin and Xu Mohe were also shocked, their hands and feet were cold.

This is their hope for the future of the Northern Tang Sect.

He actually died here.

It was equivalent to breaking the Northern Tang Sect's luck for a hundred years.

The consequences are so serious that it is unimaginable.

"Xiao Changfeng, you dare to kill my sect's holy son, I want you to pay with your life!"

Feng Lingbei went completely crazy.

His eyes were red and bloodshot.

The terrifying coercion of the powerful realm came overwhelmingly.

Like a typhoon sweeping across, destroying the world.

This caused the Dragon Slaying Platform to collapse faster.

"The wind is blowing!"

A loud shout suddenly rang out.

In an instant, a strong wind, like a long dragon rolled by the wind, rose from the ground and headed towards Feng Lingbei.

"Hong Daoyuan, you can't protect him today!"

Feng Lingbei's hands were like claws and he waved suddenly.

Directly tear the wind-curling dragon into pieces.

But this way.

This also made Hong Daoyuan arrive in time and stop him.

"kill!"

Feng Lingbei roared angrily, opened his field wide, and attacked with all his strength.

At this time, he was shocked and angry.

What shocked me was the death of the Holy Son of Poison.

What makes him angry is that Xiao Changfeng is really ruthless.

Now the sect master has gone out and has not returned.

Although it is under the supervision of the Holy Son of All Poisons, the real person in charge is.

Still Feng Lingbei.

Now the Holy Son of Hundred Poisons has died in battle.

The truth about the saint of the Northern Tang Dynasty was revealed.

All of this made him hard to blame.

He didn't dare to think about it at all.

Once the sect leader returns, he will learn all this.

How severely will you be punished?

So it is urgent.

That is to kill Xiao Changfeng.

To make up for the situation!

However, Hong Daoyuan also made a strong move, vowing to block Feng Lingbei.

For a while.

An unprecedented battle broke out between two powerful men in the powerful realm.

at the same time.

On the dragon-slaying platform.

Xiao Changfeng stood in the air and raised his hand in vain.

He stopped the body of Saint Son of Poison in front of him.

"White Tiger Martial Spirit, come out!"

Xiao Changfeng didn't care about anything else and directly summoned his White Tiger Spirit.

The white tiger martial spirit is only two meters in size, but it is majestic and murderous.

"go!"

The white tiger martial spirit suddenly pounced on the Hundred Poison Saint Son.

Devouring the Poison Martial Soul of the Hundred Poison Saint Son.

It immediately absorbed soul power and grew from two meters to three meters in size.

The tiger is more powerful!

Fortunately, the battle between Hong Daoyuan and Feng Lingbei was too loud at this time.

Therefore, it attracted everyone's attention.

In addition, the collapse of the Dragon Slaying Platform was covered up.

So no one noticed this scene.

"The evil fire that transforms bones is a reward for you!"

Putting away the White Tiger Spirit, Xiao Changfeng stretched out his left hand.

Suddenly the fire spirit flew out and licked his lips with a look of salivation on his face.

The evil fire that turned into bones fell on the body of the Holy Son of Hundred Poisons.
To be continued...