“Rumble!”

The mountain roared, rose up, and flew back to the demon prison.

The wind roared, continued, and stopped for a long time.

The earth is a desolate sight.

“Oh!”

Li Fengyang did not stay, and went away.

But at this time, Di Yuan and Bo were martyred at the same time, "Friends, please stay."

The two are one of the most powerful Taoists of the Demon, and now they have a bead, and in the future, there are half likely to be the land of the Dao, and Li Fengyang dare not ignore their existence.

“What else do you two friends do?”Li Feng asked lightly.

“Has Tulu’s friends forgotten one thing?”The grinned meat does not laugh.

“What?”Li Fengyang had a suspicious face.

The martyrdom scolded, but the face was smiling: "Friend Tao has eight fruits, should I take it out?"

Several other surviving demonic saints looked at Li Fengyang, and their eyes were hot, and if he had not been spiritualized, I am afraid they would have rushed up to grab it.

However, they did not think that Li Fengyang showed a stunned expression: "Bo martyrs, this fruit of the Spirit is this seat at the risk of life to get, naturally has the right to distribute, of course, if the Tao friends sincerely buy, this seat is not not can not be sold."

“Friends aren’t joking anymore, are they?”The face of the bollel was cold.

"Of course not."Li Fengyang laughed and said, “There is no such thing as a free lunch in the world, are you right?”

“Friend, what do you say?”The martyrdom turned his eyes to Di Yuan and asked for his opinion.

Lee was in his heart.

Sure enough, Di Yuan said, “Friend of Tulu Dao, the fruit of the Spirit is indeed what you have got, but if we do not block those beasts, will you be able to obtain the fruit of the Spirit safely and safely?”

“What do you mean by Dudrian?”Li Fengyang is not cold.

"It makes no sense that the Taoist friend has now been spiritualized and has no use of the fruit of the Spirit, so please give up the other eight fruits of the Spirit and let the other Taoists break through the realm of the Word."

Di Yuan was very righteous, a look for the demonic people said: "You also see, this trip our family lost a lot of friends, for the demonic people, you are responsible."

"The two Taoists are right, Tulu, and you ought to give the fruit of the Spirit."The two men of the Blackwoods and the Nine-Hearer saw this, and they also hurried out and unanimously pointed the finger at Li Fengyang, showing the appearance of schadenfreude.

"Oh, in order to demonic people, I naturally have a responsibility, but I should also have a certain reward, so that a fruit of the Holy Spirit, ten pieces of holy treasure, weapons, medicine can be."Li Feng said with a smile.

As soon as this said, Di Yuan and Bo martyrdom both had a somber face: "Friends are too greedy, right?"

"This place doesn't think so."Lee Fengyang.

The tug-of-war smiled coldly and said, "Tulu, do you feel that you have a choice in front of so many of us?"

Di Yuan walked out, the speed was fast, almost in the first time to seal off Li Fengyang's way, the black wood and the nine ghost demon king also came up, the Li Fengyang group surrounded, the formation of a strong momentum.

A variety of avenue forces manifest, rune flying, the line like a practice of general waving, crackling, the air of a storm, like thousands of horses in the rush.

“You friends may have to consider the consequences.”

Li Feng Yang snorted coldly, righteous words said: "Now that when my demon clan is using soldiers against the apocalypse mainland, everyone dares to fight and die for my demonic world, but your Taoists are doing it to me for the fruit of the Holy Spirit in this seat, which is simply ignoring the great righteousness and making my family's millions of monks cold."

“Hidden!”

"You are a stooge."

“You’re a shameless person, do you want to say that too?”

Without the opening of the two people, the black wood and the nine demon king have been impatient to jump out, the words are arrogant, the words are fierce, the words are fierce, the sharp hands on Li Fengyang, tearing the void.

“Gentlemen, you are stubborn, and ask your fellow Taoists to bear witness that we will only take the fruit of the Spirit and will not hurt his life.”

Di Yuan and Bo Martyr are both experienced people, speaking, justice and justice, even if it is a shot, but also to find a crown of great excuse, so that people can not pick a little trouble.

“Nine Emperor’s Seals!”

Di Yuan first shot, the momentum, cultivation is the supreme imperial road, as if an ancient emperor resuscitated, awakened in the flood, that day will be dimmed down and lost its luster.

Countless runes fall, blooming in ink and golden brilliance, and the lines are lined up, fused together to form an ancient imprint on one side, when the head is shot down by Li Fengyang.

“Cry!”

The martyrdom is much cleaner, he holds a big bang, dark and glowing, the magic is cold, forming a demonic world, the ghost crying wolf howling, to Li Fengyang the whole person.

The black wood and the nine ghosts were injured by Li Fengyang in the pyramid, and they nested a fire in their hearts, feeling that they had lost their face, and now they have taken the opportunity, naturally they are not merciless, afraid of falling half a step.

“Damn it!”

Li Fengyang looked at him, did not expect Di Yuan, Bo martyred two people said to do it, do not give themselves extra time.

You know, among the dozens of Taoists, he is most afraid of these two, and as for other Taoists, he is regarded as grass.

But they followed the Diyuan two hands, very fruitful, holy art, can cause a lot of trouble to Li Fengyang, once caught in it, it may be Tu Yuan and wave martyrdom; therefore, Li Fengyang did not hesitate to rush out.

He carried out the end of the world and the nameless step, very fast, more than ten times faster than before, far from the black wood and other people can match; but there are still two people who catch up, that is, Di Yuan and Bo martyrdom two people.

They are certainly one of the most powerful Taoists in the demon world, breaking the sacred realm of the Tao for hundreds of millions of years, just one step away, you can prove the road, in terms of speed, there are great advantages.

Followed by Li Feng, like two gods, through the sky, the power of the road followed, bombarded down, the void was broken, and the speed of Li Fengyang was curbed.

"Tulu, it is too late for you to deliver the fruit of the Spirit, or else you will be merciless to blame the true and martyred friends."

The emperor is arrogant, broken void, like an emperor, overbearing.

"Don't talk to him, teach him a lesson first, let him know that even if he has achieved the Taoist saint, we must be a little more disciplined before us."

The martyrdom was more fierce than Di Yuan, because Li Fengyang did this, provoked their status, made them lose face, and must make him pay a little price, and be honest in the future.

Unfortunately, if Li Fengyang is really Tulu, then it will be very honest, and the Holy Spirit will be handed over to the fruit of the Spirit, but he is Li Fengyang, the human race is holy, will the fruit of the Holy Spirit be handed over to the fruit of the Spirit and increase the power of the demonic people?

“Want to?Take it yourself.”

Li Fengyang is a reverse cultivation, has his own pride and ambition, will be afraid of Di Yuan, wave martyrdom two, in front of the disease, the flame swept for nine days, pulled out a sea of fire, the whole void seems to be burned and cooked.

“Go!”

The wave of martyrdom is unfathomable, the momentum is unfathomable, the big threshing in the hand, tearing the void, turning itself into a black dragon, and swallowing it to Li Feng.

Li Feng suddenly struck a powerful force, his back was cold, but he did not resist, but constantly went in the direction of the apocalyptic continent; because the demon world here, once his identity was exposed, he would be surrounded by all the monks in the demon world.

Of course, with his current strength, he does not have to be afraid of the demonic monks in the holy land, but if the demonic king is attracted, it will suffer, and with the strength of Li Fengyang, it is impossible to resist.

"Tulu, you can't escape."

Di Yuan's big hands rolled, the magical frantic surge, turned into a black world on one side, and the wind went down to Li Feng, and countless thunder lightnings fell down, full of destructive forces.

At the same time, wave martyrdom broke the void, came, cut vertically, simply and rude, because his strength has returned to the source, one trick, not weak than holy art, powerful and unrivaled.

“Hang on.”

In Li Fengyang around, a dense explosion sounded, a holy line swept down, so that he could not hide, hard to a few notes, blood splashed out; fortunately, Li Fengyang's defensive force was strong, and there was a body of blessing, which could be counterbalanced, but the long-haired tangle was sharp, like the spear of the god of war, able to harvest the head of all the living beings.

“The thang!”

He resisted with his hands and was trembling.

“Olide to surrender!”

The wave of martyrdom is grand, fierce, hegemonic, a fall, when the head hit Li Fengyang's chest, heavier than the gargoyle, enough to sweep out Li Fengyang.

Moreover, Di Yuan is on the side, evolving the Didao magic, creating a fictitious, able to construct a heaven and earth, falling from the sky, oppressing the four sides, and the layers of space have broken down, as if to devour Li Fengyang.

“Fuck off!”

Li Fengyang's face changed dramatically, knowing that the place with Zhurong could not stop, and hurried to stir up the nine-line force, play five lines of heaven and earth, resist the magic of Diyuan, and then exert the door of time and space to avoid the long garrison of wave.

“Well, not right.”

Bo suddenly frowned and said, "Turu is a fire path to cultivate, and you have not cultivated so many forces.

“Not Turou?”

Di Yuan was slightly stunned, his deep eyes stared at Li Fengyang, and he said, “Who are you?”

"I remember that Red Yan had chased a family monk, and then Red Inflammation disappeared, are you a monk of that clan?"His eyes glared, some shocked.

He was indeed a Taoist saint, and suddenly connected things up and revealed the identity of Li Fengyang.

“Holy man, is that you?”The king drank.

"What are the two friends talking about, how can you not understand this seat?"Li Feng laughed.

“Do you still want to hide it now?The face of the martyrdom was gloomy, and the voice was fierce, "I should have thought of you, because Tulu was not so strong at all, even if he received the fruit of the Holy Spirit, he should not be able to break the shackles of the sacred realm."“Shut him down and ask him again.”The den said sharply.

The two demons are intelligent people, the mind is firm, can understand the truth and the truth, distinguish between right and wrong, even if Li Fengyang argued, it is also a sure appearance, do not give him the opportunity to argue.

“The 9th Strike!”

In particular, Diyuan, after determining the identity of Li Fengyang, was merciless, exhibited the supreme sanctity, and the domineering power swept down, evolving the world, like nine gods, and shot down hard.

Each stroke contains the power of terror, enough to seriously hurt those sub-class of the Taoist saints, to destroy one side of the world.

“Rumble!”

Just a blow, Li Fengyang was set off and flew out.

However, he was not injured, because he resisted the blow with jars.