"It''s not us, it''s you!" But just when Zhao Ning was so mad that he wanted to kill all the people in wanchu, along his side, ye Lingfeng''s indifferent and cold voice suddenly sounded.


    "Boy, you..." At the sight of Ye Lingfeng, Zhao Ningmeng takes a breath of air-conditioning, even if he wants to run away.


    He was injured by Yuan Ying''s self explosion twice in a row. He was at the end of a strong bullet. Compared with Qi Ming Quan, he was not ye Lingfeng''s opponent at all.


    Ye Lingfeng''s face is expressionless. In the face of Zhao Ning''s escape, he just takes a step and smashes it with a blow.


    One blow whistling out, countless lightning around the shadow of the fist, toward Zhao Ning then heavy gravity pressure, hit him on the back.


    Poop! Under the fist, Zhao Ning couldn''t bear it at all. He fell to the ground under the direct impact of the powerful force, and knelt on the ground involuntarily with both legs. This posture is extremely humiliating for the spirit transforming friars.


    "You want to kill all my people?" Ye Lingfeng swaggered forward with his sword in his right hand and walked step by step to Zhao Ning. He held out his left hand and grasped the hair on his head. After pulling up his head, he said with a grim smile.


    At the moment of speaking, the reincarnation sword in his hand suddenly raised and swept over Zhao Ning''s neck. It''s just a simple stroke. Zhao Ning''s neck is spattered with blood,.


    "Zhao Ning, die!" After kicking Zhao Ning and raising his head, which was still dripping blood, ye Lingfeng said in a cold voice: "the heart of wanchu is immortal; the fire of Jiufeng is immortal!"


    Ye Lingfeng''s voice is very loud, just like thunder rolling in the sky, shaking people''s hearts, making people shudder.


    At the moment when the voice rang out, there was silence in the room. Everyone''s eyes could not help looking at his position. After seeing the bloody head in his hand, the silence was broken and the crowd was boiling.


    "This is..." Everyone was stunned, everyone was stunned, terrified, mumbling to themselves.


    They were shocked to find that the bloody head in Ye Lingfeng''s hand was Zhao Ning''s head!


    Who is Zhao Ning? He is an old monster in the spirit realm. He is one of the top people in the southern region!


    But today, such a powerful existence has been beheaded. His head is like a rotten ball, which is carried in his hand. The blood is fuzzy. Even if the immortal faces the dust, he can''t be saved from the gate of death.


    In the southern regions and in the realm of heaven, the existence of the God changing monks can be said to be a mythical existence.


    There are even many monks who feel that when cultivation comes to the realm of deification, it is an immortal existence and an invincible myth.


    Today, however, such a mythical figure is dead on the spot, with a different head and a miserable ending.


    In particular, the monks of the Zhao nationality, at the moment, were even more mournful, and there was a faint panic in their hearts.


    If we say that the death of the younger generation, such as Zhao Ling, can be said to make the Zhao people lose the hope of the future; then the death of Zhao Ning is to make all the people of the Zhao people lose their backbone, and make them feel that the sky hanging over their heads has collapsed.


    "The heart of wanchu is immortal; the fire of Jiufeng is immortal!" But different from them, the disciples of wanchu holy land, who had been forced into a desperate situation, now looked up and yelled like crazy.


    There are even a lot of people who are laughing wildly. Although the laughter sounds sad, the pleasure can''t be concealed.


    Everyone felt that wanchu''s destruction was a foregone conclusion, and they were destined to leave their lives here. But what happened now shows that even if the destruction is really inevitable, they can still tear a piece of flesh and blood from the enemy.


    "Younger martial brother is powerful, younger martial brother is domineering!" Tong Meng''s eyes are red, and he roars wildly. At this moment, his whole body is full of blood, and his whole body is surrounded by thunderbolt, just like a savage in a thunderstorm.


    A roar, a long laugh, stir the world, sound like waves, like thunder, shaking the hearts of the people who attacked the three sects.


    In this frenzied sound wave, for the first time, they felt a sense of retreat from the bottom of their hearts, feeling that they could not defeat the people in front of them.


    This kind of feeling makes them feel ridiculous. It''s them who have the upper hand; it''s them who win, but they feel as if they are the loser and the one who is defeated by each other.


    "Kill, kill them all! All the monks in yuanyingjing have fallen, and the rest are the disabled soldiers who are defeated and brave. They have no power to fight any more! " Looking at the group of people who are in fear, ye Tian and Feng Wuxing look at each other and roar.


    They felt that although the situation was not reversed at this moment, the essence and spirit of the three disciples had been seriously damaged.


    If we can''t kill all the people in the holy land of wanchu in one go, we can''t say that we''re going to leave a fish out of the net. What''s more, everything at this moment will even become a barrier for many disciples to break through in the future.


    "I have seen that there will be a new life out of the ashes. This is my life of wanchu..." With a loud sound, a smile suddenly appeared on the thin and rotten face of Xingyun danzun. He reached out to the ground and murmured: "after extinction, there will be a new life. It turns out that this is the real way of danzun..."The elixir of heaven and earth are all living creatures. Put it into the Dan furnace, and the power of the elixir will be stripped off and turned into ashes. This is extermination!


    It''s a kind of medicine, which can be condensed into a pill, swallowed into the monk''s body, scattered into all parts of the body, moisten the body, and make a living!


    To destroy one''s life is the ultimate meaning of Dan Dao! At this moment, although Xingyun danzun''s expression was upset, the smile on his face was extremely happy. He pursued all his life and finally found what he had been looking for.


    "Survival in extermination, the elixir of extermination, ha ha..." With a long roar, the eyes of Xingyun danzun suddenly became bright, as if he had realized all things in the world. On his face full of gullies, there was a color of determination.


    "No!" As soon as they saw the appearance of Xingyun danzun, ye Tian and Feng looked at each other, and suddenly saw a touch of fear and panic from each other''s eyes. They vaguely felt a kind of breath from Xingyun danzun, a kind of breath similar to Tao.


    Although this kind of breath is very light, but it is very clear, this is a kind of opportunity to ask!


    What is it? It''s the existence above the spirit, the last realm next to the immortals, and the realm that all the monks want to enter! But unfortunately, countless people have been searching hard, but they have no chance with Tao all their lives.