"How about the taste of my age magic Dao?"
Song Yan, holding a sword in his hand, looked at the elder of Tianfeng nationality and two other advanced gods.
At his words, the faces of the three n changed rapidly.
But I didn't an to continue.
After a while, the elder suddenly said, "Chu fan, how about this end?"
She has realized that even if they can kill Chu fan today, they will certainly pay a heavy price. If the Tianfeng family loses one or two high-level gods, they will suffer in the next competition.
So even though she was very upset, she had to take a step back.
"So far?"
Song inkstone has a little more thought: "it's not so easy!"
"What else do you want?"
The elder stared at Song Yan angrily, with anger and disgust written on his face.
Song Yan said: "you only need to make a promise. Since then, everyone who sees will retreat three feet. You can't be my enemy. Today, I will spare you!"
"Impossible!"
"You dream!"
"Chu fan, you don't want to advance!" The elder's face was as gloomy as a drop of water.
As for the conditions put forward by song Yan, the elder and the other two high gods expressed strong opposition.
"If you don't agree, let's go on fighting!"
Song Yan's eyes narrowed, during which there was a frenzied sense of war.
Feeling the madness in his eyes, the three elders were shocked, but more angry.
The elder resisted the anger in his heart and continued: "Chu fan, I admit that your magic power is really powerful, but it's not as simple as you think that our Tianfeng family can beco the second race in the manggu continent. If you don't know how to advance or retreat, don't bla for asking Tianbao, the successor of our family, to deal with you!"
"Well, then you can show us the power of inheriting Tianbao."
Song Yan is not afraid, but step by step.
For a while, everyone sighed that the king of Chu was so bold.
There are several treasures handed down by the Tianfeng family, but only one is handed down, and all of them are obtained by the ancestors of the Tianfeng family from the Tianbei of Zaohua. The power of inheriting Tianbao is infinite, and one strike can kill the advanced gods.
But each strike takes years to gather energy.
Over the years, the inheritance of Tianbao has only concentrated the power of five strikes.
One stroke is less than one stroke, so the elder doesn't want to use the inheritance treasure until he has to.
After hearing the na of inheriting Tianbao, Ouyang Weiwei suddenly changed. She imdiately told song Yan about the power of inheriting Tianbao and reminded him to be careful.
"Well, if you want to die, you will beco a man of your own!"
The elder's eyes are bright and cold, his face is full of murderous opportunities, and he has a fist sized red bead in his hand. This is the inheritance of Tianbao brought by the ancestors of Tianfeng nationality from the Tianbei of Zaohua.
"Go!"
I saw that the elder waved at random, the fire red pearl flew up, suddenly blooming a circle of fire red magic light.
By the light of God, the void is frozen, and ti is frozen.
Song Yan, who was illuminated by the divine light, felt that his body could not move any more, as if he had been completely imprisoned. At the sa ti, even his thoughts beca extrely slow.
"Boom!"
Then, a wave of light full of destruction shot at him. He wanted to dodge, but he couldn't control his body.
"Bang!"
At the next mont, song Yan is hit by the light wave, and a violent energy directly runs into his body in an attempt to destroy everything.
But just then, the power of the celestial body burst out automatically.
When the star map erged, countless stars erupted into the supre power. In an instant, they destroyed the power that invaded his body.
"Ha ha, this is the so-called inheritance treasure of your Tianfeng nationality. Its power is just average!"
Song Yan laughed, but he was secretly vigilant. If he didn't cultivate the spirit of stars to the later stage of the fourth stage, he might not be able to block this attack.
"It's all right?"
"Inheriting Tianbao can't kill him!"
Seeing this scene, the great elder and Tianfeng's spirits all showed an unbelievable color.
"Or, one more ti!"
Song Yan sneered at them with so dentia.
As for the immortal God, he was also shocked. Although it wasn't him who inherited Tianbao's attack, he was frightened by the breath. He was sure that if he was exchanged with Chu fan, he would be dead now.
"I don't believe it!"
The elder burst out and urged the inheritance of Tianbao again.
Suddenly, the fire red pearl once again blood a circle of fire red magic light, covering the song inkstone.
"Bang!"
Destroy light wave hit song Yan again.But when the light is gone, song Yan is still standing there intact.
"No, co again!"
Song Yan shouted to the elder, with a strong sense of provocation, let all the people of Tianfeng family have a dark hatred.
"How is it possible? How can it be! " The elder's face flickered with crazy color, and then once again urged the inheritance of Tianbao.
"Bang!"
Ruiguangbo focuses on Song inkstone again, but he is still intact.
"Old lady, if you attack three tis, I will pay you back three knives!"
Song Yan's voice rang again. Then, he spread out his hand and added a golden Pagoda in his palm.
"Go!"
The pagoda flew out, rose against the wind, and expanded a thousand tis in an instant. During the buzzing, a strong suppression force radiated, covering the elder.
Then, he stepped out, cutting three of the ti magic sabres in his hand.
When a knife fell, the elder's face suddenly grew old.
When the two swords fell, the elder's body beca bent.
When the three sabres fell, the elder turned into a dead bone.
As soon as he got hold of it, the inheriting treasure fell into song Yan's hands. Then he put away the xuanhuang pagoda and song Yan returned to his original place.
But the scene beca silent.
It's appalling to kill a high-level God with three sabres.
"Click!"
When a gust of wind blows, the great elder who turned into a dead bone suddenly collapses and turns into a pool of dead bones.
For a ti, all the spirits of Tianfeng nationality had a chill in their hearts.
"God, three blades cut off senior gods, the king of Chu is not against the sky, but broke through the sky!"
"The people are very happy!"
"No one in the world can shackle the king of Chu any more!"
"Mang ancient land will usher in the era of the king of Chu!"
In the valley.
Ao Tian slowly took back his eyes, but a handso cheek almost twisted: "he, how could he be so powerful? I don't believe it! Don't believe it! "
He Aotian is the most excellent Tianjiao of the real dragon family in 100 thousand years. Before he beca a God, he had the power of the middle level gods. Once he beca a God, he could walk horizontally even among the high level gods.
But he didn't have the confidence to resist the attack of Tianfeng's inheritance of Tianbao, nor to kill the eldest elder of Tianfeng, because the eldest elder is the most powerful God besides the eldest of Tianfeng.
But now she died under the three swords of Chu fan.
Even the head of the real dragon clan can't kill the elder of Tianfeng clan with three sabres.
[author's aside]: first, thank you [frogs eat mosquitoes] and [more than every year] for your great reward
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