287 Prior Yuan Ying Zhou Hong! (1/2)
Aura storm was sweeping through the entire Poison Prison Valley!
From the land of the altar, there is a rush of cultivation release!
Those Poison Prison Valley disciples, when this aftermath hit, all of them changed their faces, and many people with insufficient cultivation were vomiting at this wave.
Even the elders of Jie Dan Poison Prison Valley, seeing what happened at this altar, were shocked and overwhelmed.
The group of Poison Prison Valley elders and disciples are very tangled at the moment.
Attack? Or not?!
However, if they look at this situation, if they rush up, they may not be killed by the person who is her for troubles. Instead, they will be destroyed by the owner of the valley. After all, it seems that the latter is more likely.
At the same time, above the altar.
The entire black stone altar, at this moment, has a dense crack, as if it is going to collapse at any time.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.
The aura of the condensed river, falling from the sky, rushing into the body of Zhou Hong, his breath, soaring at rapid speed, but the effort of the ten seconds it is beyond the original Jie Dan peak.
But at the moment Qin Feng, holding Nangong Yiren's hand, left hand slightly moved to Nangong Yiren's Dan Tian, and in his hands, spiritual power are gathering.
boom…!
Just at this moment!
In Zhou Hong's body, a breath that is completely different from the previous ones appears in this world!
The pressure of scattering is ten times stronger than before!
It was also at this moment that Qin Feng 's eyes narrowed, and a spiritual force enters Nangong, destroyed the array eye in an extremely overbearing way!
boom!
A subtle voice rang in Nangong Yiren, and after the eye broke, the light on Nangong Yiren also dissipated.
It is also at this moment, around the body of Zhou Hong, a circle of extremely powerful airwaves scattered! The entire black stone altar was bursting!
Not just this altar, the entire peak of the Poison Prison Valley is bursting.
Booming and banging! !
The peaks collapsed, and countless rolling stones fell to the ground, and the entire Poison Prison Valley echoed these bangs.
Smoke was rolling up.
All the disciples of Poison Prison Valley, at this moment, are staring at the center of this vast open space. The turmoil has made these people's disciples under the foundation of the building fully understand the feeling of walking on the edge of death.
A lot of qi practicing disciples are kneeling on the ground, looked at the altar direction with a look of horror, just the cultivation waves almost kill them one by one.
”Prior, Prior Yuan Ying ?! ”
”The Valley Master achieved Prior Yuan Ying ?! ”
”This is this... Isn't Holy Lord Prior Yuan Ying?! ”
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Above the sky, the elders of Poison Prison Valley Jie Dan did not grow up in rice fields. They felt this breath, knowing what happened, and they were able to tell what this breath represented.
Their valley owner became the Prior Yuan Ying cultivator!
A Prior Yuan Ying cultivator is comparable to the Holy Lord!
Oh, it's awesome!
”feel better now?”
On the ruins of the altar, the sound of Qin Feng sounded softly and fell in the ears of Nangong Yiren's ears.
”Ok… No pain. ”