100,000 Years of Body Refining

Buried outside the fairy valley.

There were hundreds of millions of people gathered, but at this moment, it was all silent. All eyes were looking at the blood-red figure, but the heart trembled, and he dared not speak.

Is he Qin Feng?

It's so scary.

Only one sword penetrates the peak of martial arts.

Even if it's not a fairy, I'm afraid it's almost the same.

At this moment, even those who had never seen Qin Feng before, but had just heard of it, were shocked by Qin Feng's sword.

"How is it possible? My Netherworld Divine Sect holy land is a fairy-level magic circle. I have once killed the mighty power of the fairyland, how can you break out of the formation!"

There was a panic roar at the peak of the Nether God Sect.

"kill!"

Qin Feng didn't bother to respond, but he spit out a cold word, then waved his palm, and the Zixiao Divine Sword whizzed out. He held it in his hand and cut it with a sword.

In today's situation, there is no nonsense, only killing.

boom!

At the moment Qin Feng slashed the Zixiao Divine Sword, nine heavens and ten earths roared, and the purple sky that pierced through the sky fell from the sky and poured into the fairy sword.

The sword intent blooms, like a punishment from heaven covering the world, destroying the heaven and the earth.

The next moment, the sword intent surged and traversed the sky, as if to split the entire sky apart, flooding dozens of martial arts peaks.

"Hi, what a terrifying sword intent!"

Countless people raised their heads in amazement, staring dumbfounded, only to see that sword Zixiao wiped out the dust, swallowing all the peaks, like **** shrouded, harvesting creatures.

"Boom!"

All the peaks erupted crazily and wanted to join hands to smash that sword, but the vast crowd only saw the trembling of the Purple Cloud Sword Realm for a moment, and they covered all the visions, the sword intent was endless, rolling covering, crushing everything.

hiss!

At that moment, the sky and the earth were silent again, only the sound of incessant downheavals continued.

Everyone was severely shocked by this sword.

The sword world of Zixiao rolled like a tide, covering the world, sweeping all the peaks, and then gradually dispersed. After the sword intent of Zixiao disappeared, dozens of peaks appeared.

"Cracking."

The sound of breaking continued, and I don't know how many armored profound soldiers shattered under that sword. Many peaks were all ragged clothes and looked extremely embarrassed.

But all the peaks are still there, and it doesn't seem to be too strong.

"Haha, Qin Feng, you are nothing but this. Even if you are incomparable, you can hold the top ten peaks, but this time, the peaks of the Nine Provinces are gathered together, and you don't want to be rampant."

The peak of the Nether God Sect who roared before stood in the forefront, facing the sword intent of Qin Feng first, but seeing that he was not dead, he burst into laughter instantly, as if his panic and fearful heart was completely let go at this moment.

He looked back at the many peaks and was about to call everyone to continue to take action and strive to kill Qin Feng, but suddenly saw everyone looking at him with horror.

"what happened……"

He suddenly felt bad and looked down. Only then did he see shallow bloodstains emerging from his body, like a spider web, all over his body in an instant.

The armor on his body, the flesh of the pinnacle of martial arts, was actually as crisp as tofu, and was constantly being cut open.

"It turns out that I didn't block that sword at all..."

His face was full of bitterness, but before he could finish his words, the endless purple sky sword intent exploded from those sword marks, and then under countless shocking and horrified eyes, his body was like a falling mirror, bursting, turning into Pieces of flesh and blood flew across, shattered by the sword intent, and the flying ash was annihilated, leaving no bit of it.

One sword, then slaughter the peak of martial arts.

At that moment, outside the entire buried immortal valley, hundreds of millions of people all turned into stone sculptures.

Especially dozens of martial arts pinnacles.

All of them joined forces and failed to dissolve Qin Feng Yijian, a martial art pinnacle, who was easily beheaded in front of them, which was completely beyond their imagination.

A pair of eyes fell on Qin Feng, full of fear.

"escape!"

Lin Zhennan and the only remaining martial arts pinnacle of the Nether God Sect returned to his senses and immediately turned into a white rainbow and fled into the sky. Qin Feng would not let the others go, but they were sure that Qin Feng would not let them go. .

Even the Sect Sacred Land failed to kill Qin Feng, and once he met, he already killed two pinnacles in a row, and would not run away and wait for death?

"dead!"

Qin Feng uttered a word, the majestic killing thoughts could not be contained at all, and the craziness bloomed, and the pressure continued to spread in the air like water waves, pressing on everyone's hearts, and it was difficult to breathe.

Boom!

The next moment, a blood-colored glaze spread out in the void, and instantly enveloped the world, covering the peak of the Nether God Sect.

As soon as he fell, he felt as if he had come to the world of blood, with a terrifying breath that was thick and suffocating, and when he looked carefully, the wisps of blood were all weighing ten thousand catties. Crush the dust, as if to crush him.

"Do not……"

The man snarled frantically, fought back desperately, wanted to struggle, but discovered in terror that no matter how he resisted, everything was in vain, and the blood-colored colored glaze smashed everything directly.

His power was shattered, and his flesh was like a bubble, crushed as soon as he crushed it, unable to support even a single finger, it turned into flesh and blood, dissipated, and ceased to exist.

Hit the pinnacle again.

Lin Zhennan, who was just about to rescue him, watched this scene and instantly became cold all over his body.

How dare to stay, when the speed is about to be urged to the extreme, and flee through the air.

He swore that if he could escape this time, Qin Feng would not die, he would never be born.

However, as soon as he turned into a streamer, Qin Feng had already caught up, sealing the world with pressure, cutting off his retreat, and without any nonsense, he blasted out with a punch and crushed everything.

"Nether River!"

Lin Zhennan burst into a shout and slid his palm, turning into a long river of thousands of meters, terrifying, like a river of hell, and like a giant python, rushing towards Qin Feng.

He had never thought that he would be able to counter Qin Feng's killing, and his fascination would burst, and the speed of escape would not be reduced, or even faster.

However, the Liuli Divine Fist suddenly exploded, and the blood-colored glass covered the sky and covered all directions. It instantly crushed the Qianzhang River, and then continued to whistle, directly enveloping Lin Zhennan.

"My lord is forgiving, I would like to hand over all the elixir of the Shenzong, and I would like to be a slave forever, saddled for the adults..." The terrifying power swept over, Lin Zhennan was directly hit hard, half of his body was nearly shattered, and the scary blood-colored glass madly invaded. To annihilate his body.

Fear and despair, frantically begging for mercy.

"dead!"

Qin Feng didn't waver, his palm fell, and the blood-colored glass ran across the sky. With a deafening roar, Lin Zhennan's body burst directly and turned into ashes.

And the people who witnessed this scene turned into stone carvings, staring dumbfounded, especially the peaks of the martial arts, they were so scared that they wished to disappear immediately outside the funeral valley.

With a few snaps, he slashed the four peaks of the Nether God Sect in succession. How terrifying is such a terrifying combat power from the immortal? How can it not make them terrified?

After cutting the four peaks in succession and destroying the Nether God Sect, Qin Feng grasped the palm of his hand, and several storage rings flew towards him in the void. It was surprisingly what Lin Zhennan left behind after their death.

Qin Feng turned his hand to collect it, and then looked at Shendaotian and many other peaks, his eyes were blood red, and his killing intent had not been confined.

"My lord, calm down, I didn't mean to deal with Shenzhou, on the contrary, I waited to come here to protect Ye Qingyu and Mu Wanyi and their safety."

Shendaotian trembled all over, quickly subdued.

All the peaks are like this, including Qingyun Divine Lord and others.

The power of Qin Feng has completely shocked them, and they are all feared, just wanting to survive, how can they dare to have other ideas.

This scene made the vast crowd look at each other, and they could see a strong horror in the eyes of the other party.

Only with this battle, the Nether God Sect was destroyed, and all the peaks bowed their heads for mercy, Qing Xuan, who could stand the power of Qin Feng, who would dare to violate the power of Qin Feng.

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