"kill!--"
Accompanied by a fierce cry of killing, a vast number of Tianyin Sect believers swarmed in from all directions. This time, there were no longer second-level martial arts believers, but also many third-level, fourth-level, and even fifth-level Xiao Zhoutian masters.
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"Roar!--"
Accompanied by fierce roars, green abyss fire emerged from the ground, the ground collapsed everywhere, and huge abyss monsters jumped out from inside.
Their whole bodies were burning with flames and thick smoke. With a sudden force, they knocked the neat army of the imperial court into pieces.
"Yi Xiantian, this is my gift to welcome you! Today next year, this is not your memorial day!"
A cold voice was loud and loud, vibrating in the sky. A black shadow flashed. The deputy cultivator Tianyin opened his arms and fell from the sky.
"call!"
Following this grand "declaration", a master named Tianyin Sect jumped out of the mist like a ghost. Their aura was strong, not much worse than Yi Xiantian.
At this moment, "Yi Xiantian" finally changed his expression.
Yi Xiantian's expressions were not the only ones to change dramatically. Behind the army, Chen Shi'en, Jiang Jianqing and others turned even pale. As long as they were not unconscious, anyone could feel the suffocating danger.
Huge black skeletons, abyss monsters shrouded in flames, hundreds of Tianyin Sect elites, and many Tianyin Sect high-level officials... Everyone thought this was a bandit suppression with the strong attacking the weak, but in fact
This is a "date" with death.
However, there was not much time to complain. As soon as the sky darkened, a huge palm fell heavily. This palm actually went directly across the space and hit the disciples of the Iron Crown Sect behind.
"Quickly retreat!"
Chen Shien shouted loudly, his insides burning.
The pressure of death followed him like a shadow. Yang Ji didn't have time to think too much. His body reacted almost instinctively. With a flash of his Dantian, he suddenly jumped out and immediately performed the "Magic of Traveling Hundreds of Miles".
This is Yang Ji's strongest Qing Gong, and it is also the fastest Yang Ji has ever performed.
The wind roared on both sides, and the strong wind slapped his body, making a sound like a whip. When the huge rumbling vibrations came from behind through the ground, Yang Ji knew that he had really escaped.
"boom!"
There was a loud tremor.
"Brother!"
It was Jiang Jianqing's voice, full of sadness.
Yang Ji's heart skipped a beat and he turned around suddenly, only to see a figure being hit by a giant palm and flying out like a kite with its string cut off.
"Brother!"
Yang Ji's heart sank suddenly.
That figure turned out to be Senior Brother "Chen Shi'en"!
Chapter completed!