Chapter 860 (2/2)

The heaven and the earth lose color, the blood light diffuses, and a terrible pressure blocks all the power of the holy way.

The blood color condenses and turns into a human shape.

Qin Feiyang, the former master of soul piercing, teaches Li Yefeng four holy martial arts!

”The saints of the spirit world protect the supreme of the spirit world. They bully the supreme of our earth by attacking the supreme of our earth. Are there no sages to protect them?”

Qin Feiyang has a good laugh. He is bold and confident.

”I was able to beat the saints of the spirit world to scurry, but I can still do it tonight!”

Roar!

A hundred feet of green dragon, cross the sky!

The dragon's shadow is so vast that it turns clouds and rain!

Green Dragon Figure, such as the dragon god heaven, smash the holy mountain!

Boom!

The great blue light dragon is bombing the top of the holy mountain. This is the blue dragon broken seal, the real, complete version of the blue dragon broken seal!

The sacred mountain, which is impregnable and has been handed down for tens of millions of years, has been cracked and crushed by stones. Then, a series of ancient saints emerge. They are all saints hundreds of thousands of years ago.

Through endless moments, he confronts Qin Feiyang, who is manifested by the power of soul piercing.

”Qing Long Sheng Jun, Qin Feiyang.”

Lu Qingyu looked at the great figure, who could be called the great man of heaven and earth. Even they had great respect for the saint of the earth. The saint's achievements were brilliant.

They once killed all the holy gates in the spirit world.

At least, the natural law of land boundary, the life span of human, but one or two hundred.

Qin Feiyang has been dead for a long time.

”Ancient sage?” Qin Feiyang laughs and immediately makes a move to stab the soul into a red blood sword, which he holds in his hand.

”Qin family army, the soul returns!”

...

Hot summer, Kyoto, Qin family.

Qin Lishi was worshiping in the ancestral hall of the Qin family. Suddenly, the spirit throne vibrated. Then, a series of divine lights shot out of the token and left.

”This is...”

Qin Lishi's body trembles, ancestors, showing spirit?

...

Boom!

In Shengdao mountain, the sky has broken one hole after another.

The projection of several hundred Zhang saints on the top of the holy mountain looks at the broken mouth.

The breath of saints came.

A man is big and strong. Although he is old, he is as fierce as a tiger. His big eyes are bright and his momentum is shocking.

Lu Qingyu's eyes were dignified, and said in a deep voice, ”white tiger, Beck.”

A man, solemn and dignified, eyes like stars, not old, but the momentum of nature, such as the fierce beast, introverted but frightening.

”The emperor of Tianyang, Kong Shaoyang.” Lu Qingyu took a deep breath, another famous saint.

Why do these sages of the earth still have the idea of being in the world?

A figure, elegant as an immortal, with a silver sword on his back, calm as water, but hidden in the water.

”Shen Changfeng buried the king of sword.”

Shen bingrou opened her mouth slowly, and her eyes were red. She only saw this person in the photo.

However, it did not affect her worship of him at all.

This is Shen Changfeng, her forefather, the first person of swordsmanship in the hot summer and the inheritor of Kunlun burial sword!

Behind Qin Feiyang, three saints, Cannian, and three top saints, confront the ancient sages of the spirit world on the top of the holy mountain.

Qin Feiyang waved his sleeve and hunted.

Sitting cross legged in the void, a tea table appeared in front of him.

Tea complacent, Qin Feiyang light smile: ”don't talk nonsense, direct Jihad, if I lose a side, all the people of the earth, stay for you to kill.”