Chapter 1245 (2/2)

Xianlongmen and Fenglei pavilion are one of the five major forces in Dongzhou. If these two forces are hostile, their influence will be very great. I'm afraid the whole Dongzhou will fall into chaos at that time. Such a thing, whether it is xianlongmen, Fenglei pavilion or the other three forces, do not want to see.

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In the sky, the ferocious killing power finally dissipated. The figure of ancient wind and Ming fog capital also appeared in front of everyone. There was a trace of blood hanging from the corners of the mouth of the ancient wind, and the clothes on his body were broken under the raging killing force. The body that makes women envy like jade grease emits a little brilliance, but it makes many body refiners eyes slightly coagulate.

That's the performance of the flesh at this level. They didn't expect that the boy's flesh power in front of them was so terrible.

On the other side, Ming fog also appeared in front of everyone. His condition is much better than the old style. His right sleeve and robe are broken, but there are scars on his arm and some blood is dripping.

”Boy, it seems that I really underestimate you.”

Ming fog said in a hoarse voice, with a crazy killing intention under some twisted faces.

The old wind smiled indifferently: ”you have never faced me from the beginning.”

”Indeed, but when I pay attention to you, it is your time to die.” Ming fog smiled ferociously: ”take my move, death knell.”

The sound of whispering sounded, and the murderous Qi on the city of Ming fog surged, constantly condensed in the air, and finally turned into a huge black clock. The big clock was extremely dark and filled with endless murderous spirit. There seems to be a sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling, which is very penetrating.

”Do you hear how wonderful these voices are? They are all the people I killed. Now you can feel their fear.”

”Boom”

Ming fog threw the big black clock in his hand towards the ancient wind. Where he passed, the space was suddenly broken, and the terrible power made the world tremble.

”I even used this move.” the leaders looked at the black clock, and their faces changed slightly. The black clock is the top martial arts of the shadow hunter, which is very terrible. Because after each bombardment of the enemy, they will absorb their spirits and let the next enemy face the fear of death.

Looking at the big clock roaring towards him, the ancient wind's eyes also became dignified. The leader is the leader in the end. The vigorous degree of spiritual power is far from what he can compare now. I'm afraid if he can resist this move, he will be seriously injured.

Under everyone's attention, the ancient wind stood in place, looked at the big black clock and hit his body.

”Scared silly, ha ha.” Mingwu laughed. It seemed that he had seen the scene of the ancient wind being killed and the spirit being swallowed up.

”In the end, it's still too weak. If he breaks through the eight fold of condensing soul state, this Ming fog may not be his opponent.” Yuechan sees this scene, shakes her head and says with some pity. At the same time, there is some happiness in my heart. If the ancient style really grows up, I'm afraid it will be a towering existence for their peers.

This is not good news. Zhou Tong appeared in the Immortal Dragon's gate that year, which was a powerful figure at the top. Although they have never experienced it, they know that now, the elders of Xianjian sect and the patriarchs of each Jian Pavilion can't help but look dignified when they talk about him. It was a terrible and terrible guy in Philadelphia. He had great talent and once eclipsed countless Tianjiao. At that time, all Tianjiao in the whole Tianxuan domain became green leaves embellishing him. Even the leader of Xianjian sect once asserted that if Zhou Tong grew up, his achievements would surpass them.

It was such a terrible genius that all the sects were afraid of it. Therefore, Zhou Tong finally fell for various reasons. Let everyone sigh a pity and breathe a sigh of relief at the same time.

Although Yuechan doesn't know how the weather changed that week, the ancient style that appears here now makes her feel like this. This guy's talent is terrible. Maybe xianlongmen will give birth to a terrible figure that eclipses all Tianjiao, because now he has bloomed his light.

But now the ancient wind strength is really too weak, and the death clock of the Ming fog capital is very terrible. She admitted that the ancient wind was strong, but she could only be killed under the terrible clock.

”Your friend is too big.” Yuechan sighed.

At this time, shuiqianrou didn't speak. Her beautiful eyes stared at the Black Clock falling towards the ancient wind. The cold air filled the air. That breath made her feel how small she was.

”Can Gu Feng take this move?” now he doesn't have the certainty in his heart. After all, this martial arts is really terrible.

”Finally dying.”