Peerless Divine Emperor

Seven hundred and sixty-six chapters of phoenix dance nine days

Boom.

The offensive fell and fell steadily on Mu Shi's poem.

The body of Mu Shi’s poems flew out directly and flew out a few tens of meters.

In the end, she slammed on the ground, her mouth spurting blood and her breath.

"Music poetry."

Jing Yunyi saw this scene, his eyes were scarlet.

He suddenly burst into an unparalleled strong spirit, and this blast exploded, and the bodies of the two elders all shook back a few steps, and he was plundered to Mu Shishi. By the side, I will help Mu Shi poetry.

"How are you? Why are you so stupid?"

Jing Yunyi looked at the body of Mu Shi's poems. The internal organs are broken, and the breath is full of emptiness.

He immediately mobilized the aura and injected it into the body of Mu Shi's poems.

However, there is no use.

"Jing Yunxiao, sorry, I still haven't saved you."

The incomparable voice of Mu Shi’s poems sounded slowly.

"I killed you."

Jing Yunzhen was anxious, but he could do nothing.

He knows the feelings of Mu Shishi on him, but he did not think that this sentiment actually hurt Mu Shi poetry.

In the heart, there is a deep self-blame.

Mu Shishi shook his head: "It's my own choice. And, I can die for you, I am very happy. Thank you for appearing in my life and making my life richer."

As I said, more blood in my mouth could not stop flowing.

"You don't want to talk, you won't have anything to do."

Jing Yunzhen suddenly felt the feeling of being pierced by a million arrows.

"Jing Yunxiao, goodbye. I hope to see you again in my next life."

Mu Shishi dropped this sentence and closed his eyes completely.

Her breath is a little weak.

Her body is getting colder and colder.

The anger on Jing Yun's body is getting stronger and stronger.

He jerked his head up, staring scaredly at the three elders at Wanjian Palace, and the anger in his chest burned: "You **** people, I want you to be buried with her."

A strong atmosphere, like a flash flood, is generally swept away.

Jing Yun霄 ignored the pain that had not healed. The whole person was like a male lion with the same hair, and then violently rushed toward the three elders.

In his mind, he remembered all kinds of Mu Shi poems.

I remembered that he met with Mu Shi’s poems and knew each other.

I remembered the past that he and Mu Shishi experienced together.

He suddenly felt how fragile life was.

I also feel how cruel this time is.

If you don't have strength, your life is in the hands of others.

Only by mastering the strength can you master yourself.

"Longteng has changed."

"Sen Luo died."

"The instant is a thousand miles."

"Into the sword of micro."

"The dragon is changing."

In an instant, Jing Yunhao almost showed all his means.

"Stop him."

Yu Hong ordered many of the disciples of Wan Jian Gong.

Immediately, countless disciples armed with long swords smothered toward Jingyun.

however.

Then there was a continuous scream.

A famous disciple fell down one after another.

A corpse was followed by a corpse.

The whole world is covered with blood.

Wherever Jing Yunzhen passed, the corpse was everywhere, and there were countless deaths and injuries.

At that moment, Jing Yunyi was like the same god.

Killing the world, only for the Iraqis.

Boom.

In time, the entire Wanjian Palace is like a purgatory.

"enough."

It was just at this moment that the sky suddenly sounded like a thunder.

I saw the main sword of Wanjian Palace suddenly appeared.

The sword in his hand was spinning in the air, and the violent sword was like a wave that slammed down from the air and rushed to Jingyun.

However, Jing Yunxiao has already killed his eyes.

Even in the face of the sword, he still has no dodge.

Then, it was fierce and fiercely confronted.

"Clouds, don't."

The hail saw tears on the side.

Can not stop the offensive of Jingyun.

Jing Yun's offensive and the sword's offensive slammed in the air.

Then Jing Yun's body was unsurprisingly like a sandbag thrown out, and he slammed on the ground.

"You all have to die."

However, Jing Yunyi still has no intention of stopping.

Even if it is covered in blood.

Even if the body is scarred.

He gritted his teeth and the anger of the sky made him bombard again.

"court death."

The swordsman's eyes are cold, and the offensive in his hands is constant.

Booming.

There was a roar of sounds around Jingyun’s surroundings.

Jing Yun's body is constantly being hit into the ground, and there are constantly huge pits around.

"Emperor fire."

Jing Yunqi still does not know what is called stop.

There was a huge flame on his body.

The flame burned all the bodies of the disciples who were killed by him in the Wanjian Palace, and then turned into a martial art squad that rushed into his body, and his body that was damaged was once again partially powered.

Then, he continued to rush toward the people of Wanjian Palace.

A disciple is still being smothered by him.

Even the swords and the elders were so incomprehensible.

"Several elders, still squatting and doing something together."

The sword is killing.

Then, he and the rest of the elders joined forces to bombard Jingyun from all directions.

Jing Yunxiao is like a trapped beast, and his body is constantly being bombarded with powerful bombardment. In the end, he can no longer hold back and kneel down on the ground.

On his body, blood continually flows.

He wants to stand up and continue to kill.

Can he be so hard, but he has no strength to stand up.

The hail rushed to Jingyun's side, tearfully supporting the body of Jingyun's body: "Cloud brother, you don't want this. If I am, I won't let you have anything. In fact, this time I want to follow you. I hope to stay with you for a few more days, because I have already felt that my family is not far from me. I hope to accompany you in the last days."

"But I didn't expect that my waywardness would hurt you. If it wasn't for me, you might..."

"Cloud brother, I am sorry for you, I am sorry for Mu Shi poetry."

"Let these people give it to me. Let me avenge the poems of Mu Shi."

Listening to the hail, Jing Yunxiao was a little awake. He looked at the hail and couldn’t understand the meaning of the hail to her: "Hail, what do you want?"

"I want to protect you."

"I think you have been good."

There was a smile on the face of the hail.

Under this smile, the hail body suddenly surged into an imposing manner. The momentum was not from her Dantian, but from the seal on her body, a very weird force, from that The seal rushed out and then bloomed like a fireworks in the air.

A huge golden phoenix suddenly appeared in the air.

Phoenix dance for nine days, this is the transmission of the Phoenix family.

Once opened, the people of the Phoenix family can transfer instantly as long as they step into the Kyushu area to which Dong Xuan domain belongs.