"Human race, despicable and shameless!"

The war gods of the ten thousand races roared, the armor on the surface of the body automatically shattered, turning into a ray of light into the body, revealing the extremely strong muscles, and every inch of flesh and blood contained great power.

Strands of the law fluctuate, slowly radiating.

He struggled hard, finally ignoring the coercion of the laws around him, and when he flashed, he slammed into a heavenly holy realm.

"It's over!"

This heavenly sacred realm instantly cooled from head to toe.

"Die to me!" The Ten Thousand Race God of War was furious, punching out both fists, crushing this person into powder.

"receive!"

Ye Feng took the opportunity to cast "Step of Leaping" and came to the neighborhood, stretched out his hands, palms like huge whirlpools, swallowing the exploded Heavenly Saint Realm and suppressing it in the ethereal world.

"I knew you would come over and kill Hu and kill!"

The Ten Thousand Race God of War turned his fist and blasted towards Ye Feng.

"Do you think I didn't predict?" Ye Feng smiled faintly, stretched out his fist, and struck a punch with the Ten Thousand Race God of War, taking advantage of his strength to retreat.

"These two lunatics!"

The remaining dozens of Heavenly Saint Realm gritted their teeth with hatred.

They finally got the means of the Most Sacred Realm. They thought they could hunt Ye Feng, but unexpectedly they couldn't help him. Instead, they were calculated to obliterate the two heavenly sages.

"Kill them!"

The rest of the Heavenly Sacred Realm was furious, and after taking a deep breath, the means left by the Most Sacred Realm burst out.

A fierce sword of kendo law.

The law of power like a mountain is a giant.

A terrible shock wave transformed by the law of tides.

The seal of the law of mountains.

Dozens of similar powers of laws, all exuding powerful coercion, joined together, swallowing Ye Feng and the **** of war of ten thousand races, making the center of the war shrouded in brilliance.

"what!"

The God of Ten Thousand Races suddenly screamed.

Even though his defensive ability is extremely strong, he still can't be safe in the face of many methods left by the most holy realm.

As for Ye Feng, he said nothing.

No one knows how he is.

"Quickly, cast a legal barrier to completely seal off this void, and don't let Ye Feng and the stupid guy escape."

"Right on my mind!"

The Heavenly Sage who was on the scene pinched the tactics again, and there was brilliance rising around him, communicating the power of those laws, and wrapping the battle center.

Thousands of miles away.

No one knew that there was a figure appearing out of thin air here, wrapped in Caixia, as if not in this piece of time and space.

This person is Ye Feng!

He played "Jumping Step" to get out of trouble easily.

As for the God of War of the Ten Thousand Races, they are being crushed by dozens of powerful laws and supernatural powers, and most of them can't hold on.

"Stop it!"

"Look at the scene."

A Heavenly Saint Realm spoke.

The others waved their hands immediately, dissipating the brilliance and fog of the battle center, revealing a burly figure covered in scars.

At this time, half of the head of the Ten Thousand Race God of War was cut off, one arm was missing, the whole body was full of burn marks, and the parts of the legs below the knees disappeared.

Even the heart was blown.

"It's not dead?"

"Where is Ye Feng?"

"There must be no more scum left."

These dozens of Heavenly Saint Realm laughed loudly.

The big world.

The powerhouses looked at this battle, their eyes were full of incredible color, Ye Feng, who was extremely powerful, just died like that?

Nothingness.

"Ye Feng... gone?" Yuexi Sword Saint's hand holding the long sword trembled slightly, and the expressions of the others changed greatly.

Wang Ping'an sat on the ground, calm and composed.

"The head has an immortal body, how can he die? According to his practice, this time should be hiding in the dark, ready to carry out a friendly backstab on these heavenly holy realms!"

Wang Ping'an thought in his heart.

Tomb of Jiannan One.

Mo Ying stood in front of the grave with a calm expression.

Jian Nanyi's sword soul couldn't see her appearance, and mistakenly thought that she was dejected, so he had to sigh, "Hey! Unexpectedly, Daoist Ye Feng could not escape this disaster in the end!"

"Master, the head of my house is not dead yet!" But Mo Ying said calmly.

"Not dead?" Jian Nan's eyes widened.

"The world is gone, and the head may not die. Based on what I know about him, he is now secretly preparing to backstab these heavenly holy realms." Mo Ying said indifferently.

"That's dozens of sacred attacks, can he not die like this?" Jian Nanyi became more surprised.

"He has a true immortal body." Mo Ying said, her tone calm and full of confidence.

Starry sky.

"You despicable human races, dare you to come in singles?" the ten thousand race **** of war roared.

When the many heavenly sacred realms heard the words, they all laughed.

"Really stupid!"

"If you can fight in a group, why do you have to go heads-up?"

"Dear fellow daoists, Ye Feng is dead and there is no scum left. Next, we will join forces to kill the stupid man, and then we can go to the Sky Swallowing Demon Sect to receive the reward."

"That's a holy soldier!"

"How should we divide it?"

"Isn't it beautiful to give the most holy seniors behind us in exchange for a way to break through the holy?"

"Okay, that's it."

These days, the holy smiles and continues to attack.

Numerous terrifying law fluctuations swept across, bombarding the body of the war **** of ten thousand races, cracking his whole body, breaking his body every inch, and finally turned into countless fragments, floating in the air.

"Finally dead!"

"You fellow Taoists are not in a hurry. Be careful that this person can be reborn and continue refining until he is refined to the same level as Ye Feng, without even the slightest residue left."

"good."

Everyone continued to work, exhausting all the remaining powers of the laws and supernatural powers, and finally refining the ten thousand war gods into slag, floating in the starry sky, like a dead star river.

"nailed it."

Everyone was relieved.

But at this moment.

These dozens of heavenly sages suddenly felt a kind of palpitations of chills in the spine and tingling scalp, and they quickly turned around to look, only to find that there was nothing behind them.

"late."

An indifferent voice sounded.

Without waiting for everyone to react, the heavy world power has appeared, covering them, making it difficult for them to move.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Feng appeared out of thin air.

He didn't have any hands left, and as soon as he shot it, the penetrating "Blood Spike" penetrated the sea of eyebrows and minds of these dozens of heavenly sacred realms, and caused a terrible explosion.

Boom!

The sound that can only be heard by the divine sense rang, shaking the heads of many practitioners.

"receive!"

In the next moment, Ye Feng collected these severely damaged Heavenly Sacred Realms into the Misty Realm, with a town boundary monument. Even though these Heavenly Sacred Realms were powerful, they still couldn't break free from the shackles.

"Ye Feng, you are not dead?"

In the ethereal realm, looking at Ye Feng these days in the Holy Realm, his pupils had shrunk to the size of a needle's eye, and his face was full of disbelief.

"Three thousand worlds have exploded, and I may not die either."

Ye Feng sneered.

He continued to use powerful magical powers such as "Ten Thousand Realms Fist" to explode the body of these heavenly saints, turning them into countless rain and rain, which were refined and absorbed by the town boundary monument.

The origin of the whole world has been strengthened a lot.

Although there is still a long way to go from the Tianzun-level Great Thousand World, as long as it continues to accumulate, the ethereal world can always become stronger and stronger.

Starry sky.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Ye Feng, who had originally been declared to have fallen, suddenly appeared, and succeeded in a sneak attack by means of thunder.

Half a quarter of an hour later.

In the depths of the starry sky, Ye Feng appeared out of thin air.

He patted the dust on his body, and sent a majestic and cold voice to the world with a wave of divine thoughts:

"If you want to kill me, then be prepared to be killed by me, I, Ye Feng, always wait for you to come and die!"

These words shocked all walks of life.

"Damn Ye Feng!"

"How can it be possible that even dozens of Heavenly Sages carrying the most holy means can't kill Ye Feng?"

"Could it be that the rumors are true that Ye Feng is really immortal?"

The strong from all walks of life were shocked.

"The immortal body of shit! Ye Feng must be Shenzhou's false heavenly way. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com can rely on Shenzhou to resurrect. To kill Ye Feng, you must find Shenzhou and explode in order to completely obliterate Ye Feng."

Someone said that, causing an uproar again.

In the depths of the starry sky.

Ignoring the fluctuations of the powers' spirits, Ye Feng took a deep breath, swallowing the various laws and auras in this battle area into his body and refining it.

"What a strong killing power!"

Ye Feng said in surprise.

Through the previous killings, not only the half-step holy God of Ten Thousand Races fell, but also dozens of heavenly saints died away, causing this area to be full of killing aura, which can be refined into killing power.

And this kind of power is exactly what Ye Feng hits the realm.

"Stuck at the peak of Sainthood for a long time, I can finally prepare to break through!" Ye Feng licked his lips and laughed.

In this war, he is the final winner!