At the same time, between heaven and earth, suddenly the wind surged.The heads of the people were covered by clouds.

In the dark cloud, there was a flash of terrible lightning.

"What a terrible breath, can't let this boy seal success."“Come along and kill this boy.”

Song Yinjun seemed to see how terrible the means that Wang Yan was about to exert.He looked down and drank, and took the lead in throwing himself into the king’s silence.

And the rest of the golden lightmen disciples did not dare to leave their hands, and they showed their own means of pressing the bottom of the box.

For a moment, the power of countless terrors came like a heavy rain towards the king's silence.

“Shh a thunderstorm for nine days!”

At this time, the king suddenly pushed his hands.

Rumble!

In the sky, in the endless dark clouds, seven huge lightnings suddenly fell.Each of them is incomparably dazzling, and no one can open their eyes.

The power of Song Yin and others, with the three thunders hard regret, but it cancels each other out and gradually becomes invisible.

But the remaining four thunder electrics have ruthlessly fallen on Song Yinjun and others.

Cuckoo in there!

For a moment, a charred smell filled all around.

With this smell of odor, there were a lot of loud screams.

Those are the voices of the Golden Gate disciples.

The lightning was still gleaming, in the white fog, only to see the endless dazzling light.These lights, as if to penetrate the white fog, tearing the sky.

For a long time, the lightning stopped.

In the past four weeks, there was no longer a golden light door disciple, and he could still stand.

All the disciples of Jinguangmen fell to the ground, and their bodies were smoking black smoke and smelled of odor.

Obviously, they are all dead.

“Hmm...”

However, at this time, one of the black bodies suddenly moved.Then he jumped up and jumped.

This man is Song Yinjun.

“Are you not dead yet?”It is a great repair for the sixth peak of the Nirvana, which is hard!”

Wang Lonely glanced at Song Yin and smiled.

Song Yinjun did not seem to hear Wang's silence, he looked at the corpse of the golden light door disciples on the ground, his body constantly trembling.In his face, which had been burned by lightning, a look of anger appeared.

“Damn, I want you to die!”

A loud voice of anger sounded from the mouth of Song Yingcheng.The next moment, Song Ying became the whole person has turned into a lightning bolt, rushing towards the king's silence.

The trembling between his hands was trembling.

"You are already at the end of the strong, and you still want to kill me, it is delusional!"

The king shook his head contemptuously, waved his hand, and held the long sword in his hand.Then, waving the sword, he met Song Yin.

Bam!

Bam!

Bam!

In an instant, the two played three rounds.Song Yinjun also sprayed three mouthfuls of blood.

At this moment, his breath has weakened to the limit.

“Do you still have to fight?”

The king's joked with a glance at Song Yin's twilight.

“Death!”

Song Yin cried out, dragged his half-dead body, and once again pounced on the king's silence.

But the king did not hide at all, and let the power of Song Yinjun fall on him.

Because he knows that Song Yinjun at this moment can no longer pose a half threat to him.

Sure enough, this attack by Song Yinjun fell to the king's silence, which had been greatly strengthened in the flesh, and did not hurt the king's silence at all.Instead, they took a step back.

“Kill me...”

Song Yinjun knew that he had won and lost, and could not defeat Wang Yan, he closed his eyes and asked for only one death.

“Want to die?Of course you will die, but you will not die so easily.”

Wang Lian was sneered, his left hand waved, grasped on the top of Song Yin's head, and then ran up the practice of "Nine Prisons to Swallow Heavenly", and began to devour the power of Song Yin.

Shout!

A large number of forces, constantly pouring from the body of Song Yinhuai, poured into the body of Wang Yan.

Song Yinjun felt the changes in his body, couldn't help but look at Wang Yan, and his face was horrified: "What have you done to me, why do I feel that my body has been hollowed out..."

"It's just devouring your strength and transforming it into my own."

Wang Yan laughed and accelerated the speed of eating.

"How is that possible?"How can there be such evil in this world?”

Song Yinjun was surprised and couldn’t believe it.But the sharp pain of the body, so that he did not have time to think about these, but the desolate screamed.

Under the engulfment of the king's silence, Song Yinjun's expression became more and more painful, and the screams became more and more desolate.However, the king's silence was unrequited and constantly devoured.

Finally, Song Yinjun's true yuan, as well as the power of the spirit, were swallowed up by the king's silence.And the whole of Song Yinhua, who also shrank into a corpse.

After eating the Song Yinhua, Wang Lian and took the storage ring of Song Yinjun with his hand.

Then, the other Jin Dan of the disciples of the Golden Gate, and the storage ring, were all collected.

As for Song Yinjun, he has been swallowed up by the king, and naturally there is no golden.

After all this, Wang Lian did not leave, but near here, found an imperceptible position, and sat up on his knees.

The death of the Song Yin-chio and others is only the beginning.

Before killing Zhuo Yangbo, Wang Yan will not stop.

Of course, he couldn’t, so he waited.He took out, and the Jindan, which he had just obtained, began to devour.

Soon, he had finished eating up the Jindan.

After eating these Jindans, he ran the practice of "Nine Prisons Swallowing the Heavens" and began to refine the strength in his body.

And so, time passed quickly.

After about two or three hours, Wang Lian finally refined these forces and completely transformed these forces into his own strength.

His cultivation, and therefore, a small improvement.

Reaching the peak of this heavy sky is also just around the corner.

However, what makes Wang Lian a little angry is that until now, Zhuo Yangbo and others did not appear.

“Do they have to be alert?”

Wang Lian frowned, if so, want to kill Zhuo Yangbo, I am afraid it is really not easy.

Oh my gosh!

However, at this time, in the white fog in the distance, suddenly sounded a sound of footsteps.

“Come on, are they hustle and waves?”

Hearing this footsteps, the king was happy.

“Damn, who killed so many of us?”Who ate the bear heart leopard, the golden door of the people also dare to kill, do not want to live?"

“Could it be the king’s silence?Before they sent a signal to inform us to come, it should be to find the king's silence.Perhaps the king killed them.”

“No!Although Wang Lianquan has acquired the law, he absolutely does not have the ability to kill them.There must be someone else.But whether it is the king's silence or the enemy who kills our enemy at the same door.They all have to die...”

In the middle of the mist, there was a roar of a group of people.Anger is like tearing the heavens and the earth apart.

“It’s really the Golden Gate!But listen to the sound, it doesn’t seem to be Zhuo Yangbo they...”

After Wang Yan confirmed the identity of this group of golden lightmen disciples, he could not help but secretly rejoice.But there are also some disappointments.

Because, Zhen Yangbo seems to be, not among these people.

Or rather, this is not the Yangbo carrying, that team.

“But it doesn’t matter.Solve it all for you first.Slow down on them.”

The king laughed in secret, and the whole person suddenly sprang out and blended into the endless white fog.