Boom!
The Dragon cutting platform continues to collapse.
It seems to turn into ruins.
The body of the son of 100 poisons quickly fell with reluctance and fear.
The body fell and blood spilled into the sky.
A son.
Fall here!
"The son of 100 poisons is dead? I''m not dreaming!"
Among the audience, someone rubbed his eyes hard.
I can''t believe what I saw.
He''s not alone.
At this moment, almost everyone stared and couldn''t believe it.
The son of poison.
The son of the northern Tang clan.
Tianwu territory jiuzhong''s strength.
It has a hundred poisons spirit body and nine poisons martial soul.
It is known as the devil level Tianjiao who is most likely to break through the realm of saints within a hundred years.
It also ranked 81 on the list of hidden dragons.
Such a rising sun is destined to illuminate the pride of an era.
It just fell?
For a while.
The crowd seemed like a dream, which was hard to accept.
Before this duel.
Although some of them speculated that the son of poison might lose.
But I never thought he would die here.
After all, that''s the son!
"Impossible, impossible. The son will never lose so easily!"
Many disciples of the northern Tang clan were even more lost at this time.
"Lord son!"
Huaiyin ancestor and Xu Mohe were shocked and their hands and feet were cold.
This is their hope for the future of beitangzong.
It fell here.
It is equivalent to cutting off the 100 year gas transportation of the northern Tang clan.
The consequences are unimaginable.
"Xiao Changfeng, you dare to kill my son. I want you to pay for your life!"
Fenglingbei is completely crazy.
His eyes were red and bloodshot.
The powerful state of terror is overwhelming.
Like a typhoon, it will destroy the sky and destroy the earth.
It makes the collapse speed of the Dragon cutting platform faster.
"The wind is blowing!"
A violent drink suddenly sounded.
In an instant, a strong wind, like the wind rolling a long dragon, rose from the ground and went to the north of the wind.
"Hongdaoyuan, you can''t protect him today!"
Feng Lingbei waved his hands like claws.
Tear the windroll dragon directly.
But in this way.
It also made the Hongdao arrive in time and blocked him.
"Kill!"
Fenglingbei is drinking angrily. The field is wide open and makes every effort.
At this time, his heart was shocked and angry.
What surprised me was the death of the son of 100 poisons.
Xiao Changfeng was so angry that he really didn''t show mercy.
Now the patriarch is out and hasn''t returned.
Although it is supervised by the son of 100 poisons, it is the real leader.
It''s still fenglingbei.
Now the hundred poison Saint died.
The sage of the northern Tang Dynasty was found out.
All this made him responsible.
He didn''t dare to think.
Once the patriarch returns, he will know all this.
How severely you will be punished.
So it''s urgent.
Is to kill Xiao Changfeng.
To make up for the lost!
However, Hong Daoyuan also made a strong shot and vowed to block the downwind Lingbei.
For a while.
The two powerful men broke out an unprecedented war.
meanwhile.
On the Dragon chopping platform.
Xiao Changfeng stood in the air and stretched out his hand.
Stop the body of the hundred poison Holy Son in front of yourself.
"White tiger Wu soul, out!"
Xiao Changfeng didn''t care about others, but directly summoned his white tiger soul.
The white tiger''s soul is only two meters in size, but it is majestic and heavy.
"Go!"
The spirit of white tiger suddenly pounced on the son of 100 poisons.
Devouring the spirit of the son of 100 poisons.
Immediately absorbed the soul power and increased from two meters to three meters.
Tiger power is more prosperous!
Fortunately, the war between hongdaoyuan and fenglingbei was too noisy at this time.
Therefore, it attracted everyone''s attention in the past.
Plus the collapse of the Dragon cutting platform.
So no one noticed the scene.
"Turn bone evil fire, reward you!"
Put away the spirit of the white tiger, and Xiao Changfeng stretched out his left hand.
Suddenly the fire spirit flew out, licked his lips and salivated on his face.
The evil fire of bone melting fell on the son of 100 poisons.
This hundred poisons spirit body is undoubtedly a great tonic for melting bone evil fire.
Soon.
The corpse of the son of 100 poisons was burned to ashes and completely disappeared.
However, his storage ring was put away by Xiao Changfeng.
of course.
And the broken peacock feather.
Although 22 poison needles were broken.
But it''s a sacred weapon!
So far.
The son of 100 poisons died out completely.
And now in the fierce battle between the two great powers.
The Dragon cutting platform also collapsed rapidly.
Finally turned into a piece of gravel.
There is no dragon cutting platform in the world!
"Hong Daoyuan, do you really want to stop me?"
Fenglingbei roared and shot violently.
For a time, the flood channel could only barely support.
After all, he''s just six levels of power.
And fenglingbei is the strong one of the eight powerful realms.
"With me, you will not be allowed to hurt Xiao Xiaoyou!"
The original momentum of the Hongdao is vigorous. Although it barely supports, it does not shrink back.
"Well, well, in that case, I''ll have a look. Your Hongdao didn''t have the strength to protect him!"
Feng Lingbei is very angry and laughs back.
He took out his concealed weapon, which was even more poisonous, without any reservation.
Especially at this time.
He gave an order to the people of the northern Tang clan.
"All the disciples of the northern Tang clan, as a great elder, I ordered you to kill Xiao Changfeng at all costs to avenge the son!"
Boom!
Give an order.
Many disciples of the northern Tang sect, Xu Mohe and Huaiyin ancestors came along this time.
They were all stunned and angry.
"Kill Xiao Changfeng and avenge the son!"
Xu Mohe bears the brunt and kills Xiao Changfeng.
Then Huaiyin ancestor and hundreds of disciples of the northern Tang clan rushed out together.
The murderous spirit is overwhelming!
"War!"
Tie rujun''s eyes narrowed slightly, rushed out directly and stopped in front of Xu Mohe and Huaiyin ancestors.
"Master Xiao must not die!"
Master Huang and Xiangfei also shot quickly.
Trying to stop the people of the northern Tang clan.
"I have to avenge this and hold a memorial ceremony for my children and grandchildren!"
The ancestor of the Lu family pulled out his sword and his eyes were heavy.
This moment.
The war escalated.
The emperor of the northern Tang Dynasty vowed to kill Xiao Changfeng.
Hong Daoyuan, tie rujun and others all want to die.
"Lao Zu, do it quickly!"
The demon''s beautiful eyes showed an anxious color.
She begged again, hoping that old ancestor Xie Yun could make a move.
But at this moment.
Father Xie Yun frowned slightly, neither nodding nor shaking his head.
Seems to be thinking about something.
The demon sees this and won''t say more.
He was full of aura and went straight to the battlefield.
For the little feeling in my heart.
She is willing to do everything!
this moment.
Around Xiao Changfeng, the war began again.
It seems that the battle of Wuling will be repeated.
However, hongdaoyuan is fighting with fenglingbei.
Finally he took out the amulet that had always been in his arms.
Shua!
instant.
The power of saints reappears.
And this time the power of saints.
Far stronger than peacock plume and sage of northern Tang Dynasty.
A token stands in the air, blooming blue and white light, covering all directions.
For a time, everyone''s attention was drawn to the past.
meanwhile.
The original tongue of Hongdao is full of spring thunder, which tells a shocking news to the world.
"Xiao Xiaoyou is an elder of our herbalist Association. Who dares to kill him?"