Cultivation, an absolute gap in cultivation.

Feng Xing stared at the blue arrow light, and the divine light of the long bow in his hand flashed, and a afterimage swept up. His body suddenly appeared three meters away. Thousands of blue arrow lights only penetrated the afterimage left by him.

A loud 'sweep' sound, a blue arrow as thick as a thumb tore through the void and pierced it hard on Feng Xing's shoulder.

The soft armor of the dragon skin was torn apart by the arrow light, Feng Xing's shoulder was pierced through a transparent hole the size of a fist. Straws of wind as sharp as a knife stirred rapidly on Feng Xing's wound, constantly cutting off fine minced meat and bone meal.

Yi Shen flew up, his feet floating on the breeze, his eyes staring at Feng Xing like lightning, and his whole body was trembling with excitement: "Yi Feng, I understand the power of the tribe-suppressing artifact better than you, I know all his secrets. So what if you get his recognition? With your current strength, you can't use all his power."

"Your every move, all the magical powers and secret techniques you have used with the help of the tribe artifact, are all in my heart."

"Today is your death, you are such a humble miscellaneous species, haha, how many times have I smashed you into pieces in my dreams, sucked your blood, ate your bone marrow, and sank your ashes and the ashes of your family into the cesspool under the cattle circle?"

Feng Xing vomited blood in his mouth, and was beaten backwards by the light of the arrow of God Yi.

He hit the black fog barrier under Hebobu, and countless black ice silks as sharp as swords roared towards him. Feng Xing was not careful, and the black ice silk cut his body hard and tore off countless flesh and blood on him.

There was also a trace of black cold air constantly drilling into the windy flesh and blood, freezing his bone marrow, causing his entire back to lose all his feelings.

With a scream, Feng Xing's body bounced forward like an electric shock, blood sprayed wildly, and the wound on his shoulder continued to expand. Feng Xing's body was shaking, and a large green wind swayed around his body. He wanted to run and take the initiative to fight back, but half of his body could no longer use strength. He could not pull the bowstring at all.

"You have a good talent, but it's even better than mine."

God Yi looked down at Fengxing from a high place, just like a god who was above looking down at the sinful soul that was about to be sentenced.

"I can't even get the favor of the artifact of the tribe, but you actually participated in the ancestor worship ceremony for the first time. This inspired the artifact of the tribe, and let him take the initiative to join you and integrate with you."

"I am the prince of Ten Ri Kingdom, I am the only prince of Ten Ri Kingdom, and I am the only heir of Ten Ri Kingdom, as a matter of course! You are such a lowly guy. You are just a guardian of the Temple of the Ancestral Temple. The noble surname of "Yi" is the glory given to your ancestors by my ancestors."

"With your lowly bloodline, how dare you take away my glory? How dare you have a talent better than me?"

"You said, you are a kind of miscellaneous species that don't know the height of heaven and earth, and your relatives who are as humble as your animals, and if your whole family is still alive, wouldn't I be a joke?"

"I don't understand, how can you escape to the Central Land world!"

"I racked my brains with countless elders, but I didn't understand how you escaped here. We blocked the entire Eastern Wilderness. All the important roads, all the flying boats and flying cities of the caravans, and all the starry sky monsters were found."

"How did you escape here? Do you know, how much manpower and material resources have we wasted in order to chase you?"

"But, today, you finally fell into my hands."

Gonggong Wuyou, on the side, scolded unhappily: "Shen Yi, why are you wasting this verbal thing? Kill this kid and take back your tribe artifact. This little girl. Be careful not to hurt her hair."

Gonggong Wuyou did not hide his greed and the evil desire in his heart. He smiled and said to Yemo Shanya, "Beautiful Miss Yemo Shanya, please follow me. I don't want to use violence against you. But if you are not a little more obedient, I cannot guarantee whether you will accidentally break a few bones by me like those female slaves."

Step by step, approaching Yemo Shanya. A large area of ​​black water rippled on Gonggong Wuyou's body, and a black talisman seal like snowflakes appeared under his feet. The terrible cold air enveloped Yemo Shanya. The unicorn Golden Horn beside her had already had thin black borneol on her body.

The unicorn was trembling with cold. She trembled in front of Yemo Shanya. A sharp golden light flowed from the golden horn above her head, constantly making a "hissing" sound of breaking the wind.

Gonggong Wuyou smiled proudly, stretched out his hands and grabbed Yemo Shanya's shoulder without restraint. The black air spurted out from his fingertips, like the claws of a demon, with the biting cold air, it was about to seal Yemo Shanya and take her away.

"It is said that you have the most perfect talent of the Yanri lineage? It has some extremely magical effect? ​​The ancestors of the Gonggong clan were above you, and you were walking around and actually hit the prince's hand. The benefits you have to do will be enjoyed by this prince!"

Gonggong Wuyou's face turned red, and his grinned expression was like a wolves rushing to eat.

The unicorn Golden Horn roared anger, and the golden light wrapped around the golden horn above the head came out like a sharp sword, and instantly reached Gonggong Wuyou's heart.

Gonggong Wuyou snorted coldly, and with a flash of light, a large piece of ice crystal burst out, the golden light was frozen by the terrible cold air, and then it was shattered by Gonggong Wuyou with one finger.

He kicked up casually, and the tall unicorn golden horn was kicked away by him, flying dozens of feet away, piercing his head to the ground and vomiting blood.

Yemo Shanya screamed. She looked at Gonggong Wuyou, who had a ferocious face, then looked at Feng Xing who was staggering and struggling, and Yi Shen who slowly pulled the long bow in her hand. She suddenly stretched out her hands, and a scream of more and more sharpness that rushed straight into the sky suddenly came from her delicate little mouth.

The black crystal pendant between Yemo Shanya's eyebrows shattered, and the deep black thin line on her eyebrows suddenly cracked, a dark vertical eye opened, and a black divine light flowed rapidly in the vertical eye, and a terrifying devouring force came from the black vortex.

Two "hissing" sounds, and amid the earth-shaking screams of Yemo Shanya, countless cracks were cracked on the ground, and the black fog barrier set by Hebo was violently shaken. Dongyi archers who were besieging from all directions all sprayed blood in their ears, and their eardrums were shattered.

Two extremely thin black divine lights emerged from Yemo Shanya's vertical eyes, like lightning slashing hard on Gonggong Wuyou and Yi Shen.

The huge aura on the two of them suddenly faded rapidly. They were frightened to find that their strength, their essence and blood, and even their souls were like floods that opened the gate.

Yemo Shanya's eyes were rotating rapidly, and Gonggong Wuyou and Yi Shen's power were swallowed crazy.

After just one breath, two black lightning lights spurted out from Yemo Shanya's eyebrows, and they blasted hard on the two of them.
Chapter completed!