The void collapses, the Chixiao Sword is getting bigger and bigger,

Cross the space and cut down in the air!

"You are waiting for me!"

Two flames rushed out of their nostrils and turned into two fire dragons entangled together, and finally fell into the candlelight's hand and turned into an arc-shaped scimitar tangled together.

As the weapon appeared, the candle fire aura increased sharply, his strength began to rise, and he hid his strength.

It was not until this moment that I truly showed my true combat power.

As the leader of the Zhurong tribe of the twelve majorities of the Witch Clan, it is unlikely that he has two acquired treasures, but how could he not have a handy weapon? This is an acquired spiritual treasure.

Endless mysterious light filled it, and unparalleled energy fluctuations were born. The scimitar cut through the space, and the sword light was black.

"Don't resist, you are the son of the world born of God the Father's evolution world, and it is suitable for the return of God the Father's body,"

"It is a delusion to resurrect Zhurong," Yang Qifeng said coldly.

The twelve ancestor witches of the Witch Clan are not only the quasi-saint strength, but also the best among the quasi-saint strength. Before Xuanyuan was reincarnated, the three emperors of heaven, earth, and man were all the strongest, comparable to the quasi-saint who killed two corpses. The other four saint emperors and the five-way saint kings are all quasi-saints. Together, the quasi-saint strong men have twelve.

Strong?

powerful!

But compared with the demon clan and the witch clan at its peak, the gap is still huge.

During the peak period of the demon clan, there were demon emperors in charge of the center, Nuwa, Xi, Kunpeng, and Taiyi

The number of the strongest men alone once reached the level of seven people. It was really fierce and powerful, and it was overwhelming for a lifetime. The human race was far from the peak compared to it. This is the strength that the protagonist of the world should have.

Is this because Nuwa herself has too much luck in possessing the demon clan, otherwise the number of the strongest people will be even greater.

Most of the twelve ancestor witches have fallen, and very few are still alive. Among the twelve major divisions, only the upper four divisions are still alive. Among the middle four divisions, Gonggong and Houtu, one of them has been sealed, and the other has been transformed into reincarnation, but all of them are in poor condition. Similar to Zhurong, there is hope for resurrection. The lower four divisions are completely unresisted. If Zhurong resurrection will increase the strength of the witch clan too much, Zhurong is not an ordinary quasi-saint. When he returns to the witch clan's foundation and cultivates for tens of thousands of years, he will be a great enemy of the demon clan.

The collapsed void was slashed by a scimitar, and the remaining momentum continued to rush towards Feng Huo, cutting through the falsehood and destroying everything.

Feng Huo's eyes faded, his pupils lost all colors, and he evolved without any focal length. He had no expression, his joy, anger, sorrow and happiness all disappeared. He had become a puppet, a puppet controlled by the world consciousness. With the blessing of the world consciousness, Feng Huo's strength increased again. He was originally stable in the early stage of the Great Witch, but in a blink of an eye he even broke through the pass and became a mid-stage of the Great Witch.

The Chixiao Sword stabbed the black armor and bounced directly toward the east. The candle fire had no protection and resisted Feng Huo's attack with the power of the black armor.

Feng Huo raised one hand and punched out with a backhand.

This punch is filled with the true meaning of martial arts, suppressing, suppressing everything, the sky collapses, falling down, suppressing the world, all monsters and monsters cannot escape the fate of suppression in the collapsed world,

Compared with the sky, people are so small that they feel the birth of ants.

Jue Xian Jian had already come to Zhuhuo's back. Zhuhuo ignored all this. He did not dodge at all. Instead, he continued to rush forward. At this moment, Feng Huo seemed to turn into mt. He had already pulled away all the hatred of Zhuhuo. In Zhuhuo's eyes, there was no Yang Qifeng, only Feng Huo. Yang Qifeng knew Zhuhuo's plan. It was unrealistic to restrain Yang Qifeng, who was only weaker than him, and to take down a great witch.

To take down Feng Huo, there must be a price. He plans to resist Yang Qifeng's attack, and thus suppress Feng Huo by himself by injury.

His purpose was to resurrect Zhurong, and he did not take his own safety seriously. In other words, resurrection Zhurong was given priority over life.

This was exactly the scene that Yang Qifeng hoped to see. In the bursting of the immortal sword energy, a feather had appeared at some point. This feather stood upright, as white as snow, spotless. It was covered with exquisite patterns, and there was no such beautiful feather in the world.

The sword energy of Juexian stabbed the black armor. The black armor was dim and blocked most of the time. The last part could not be stopped. It hit the candlelight, causing his burly body to stagger, and he shook it unconsciously, then stood firm and took a step forward, and came to Feng Huo.

Feathers mixed with Juexian Sword Aura. With the help of Juexian Sword Aura, the candle fire burst out at this moment.

An illusory figure roared hideously. This was a giant who was unknown to him. He opened his mouth and swallowed it directly.

There is a fish in the north, whose name is Kun. Kun is so big that it is not known how many thousands of miles it is. It turns into a bird, which is called Peng. Peng is so far away. It flies in anger, and its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky.

This is Kunpeng, this feather is Kunpeng's feather.

As a demon clan and the prince of the demon clan, Yang Qifeng's value is constantly increasing. His clan, Li Longji, became the world's human emperor. He has become a crucial role in the war of hemale demons. He plays two roles and is not a supporting role. He is all the protagonists. His only quasi-saints in the demon clan are above him. He no longer has the embarrassment he had when he first entered the demon palace. Last time he returned to Beijuluzhou, he did not get the method of advancing to become a quasi-saint in a short period of time, but he did not gain anything. He gained a lot from the demon clan.

Various magic pills and various life-saving methods have been obtained. The tail feather of Kunpeng in front of him is the thing of Kunpeng. This is not an ordinary tail feather, but a thing that Kunpeng spends a lot of money. Not only does it take tens of thousands of years to condense each one, but it also needs to damage Kunpeng's vitality. As a strong man, Kunpeng spends such a great price also proves the extraordinaryness of this tail feather.

This tail feather can emit a Kunpeng attack, although it is only one-third of its strength.

But it is also a very strong treasure for Yang Qifeng, and the winner can be decided at critical moments.

From beginning to end, Yang Qifeng's confidence in candlelight was not Feng Huo, but Kunpeng tail feather. Feng Huo was just his use to confuse candlelight.

In the midst of the violent violence, a gloomy and terrifying aura appeared. Zhuhuo and Feng Huo were swallowed directly by Kunpeng. Even though they realized that they were not good, Kunpeng was too fast, so they had no room for resistance and were swallowed directly.
Chapter completed!