"Okay, let's get on the road."

Jian Fengyun thought about it and the magic trick appeared in his hand.

Behind him, nine green dragons flew out and directly attacked the powerful man from the Spirit Forest Holy Land.

"don't want!"

The strong man from the Spirit Forest Holy Land instantly felt the breath of death, roared in panic, burned his essence and blood, improved his cultivation, and sacrificed the best platinum-level mind protection state to protect himself, wanting to protect his whole body.

However, under the huge mouths of the nine blue dragons, the protection of the mind was directly broken.

The dragon's power filled the air, instantly tearing his body to pieces.

The scarlet blood sputtered open, and the whole person was torn apart, turning into blood mist in the sky.

"hiss--"

When everyone saw this scene, they immediately took a breath.

"You guys take action together."

Jian Fengyun waved his hand, and the nine dragons in the void dissipated.

She was wearing a white dress, roaring, and her head was covered in black hair, flying and dancing.

The warriors from the three forces looked at the scene in front of them and looked panicked.

Obviously, the sudden explosion of Jian Fengyun is really terrifying.

"Boy, you dare to kill the people from my Spirit Forest Holy Land. You're done. After leaving the Five Mysterious Realms, our Poison Spirit Forest Holy Land must take action and kill you."

The only middle-aged man in the Spirit Forest Holy Land had a ugly face and gritted his teeth.

He knew that Jian Fengyun's strength was mostly above him.

The powerful man who took action had his own realm of the six stars in the Shenzong realm. He was an outer sect elder in the Spirit Forest Holy Land. Although his status was the same as him, his combat power was higher.

The most important thing is that he is the uncle of the Son of Spirit Society.

Now, he died here, and even if he went back alive, he would probably be punished.

"Yes, even if you are the Holy Emperor, I am not afraid of the Poison Spirit Clan."

The old woman from the Poison Spirit Clan said with a cold face, and her dry old face was filled with murderous aura.

She was severely injured by Jian Fengyun and broke a golden-level artifact, which made her lose all her face.

"My Jinwu tribe will not be afraid of you even more."

The old man from the Jin Crow clan also spoke, and the golden demonic power surged.

A member of the Jinwu clan was killed and was so provoked by Jian Fengyun. If he ignored him, he would probably be punished even if he returned to the outside world.

The order within the Jinwu clan is very strict.

"Why do you guys talk so much? Get started quickly, I still have something to do."

Jian Fengyun glanced at his eyes, his face calm, and he pretended to be impatient

"Hmph, looking for death!"

The old man from the Golden Crow tribe took the initiative first, and the dry veteran poked out directly. The terrifying golden demon power condensed a golden crow behind him. Strictly speaking, it can only be regarded as a big golden bird.

The golden crow appeared, and the terrifying force filled the air, and he grabbed Jian Fengyun with one claw.

The golden demonic power condensed on the golden claws, exuding a creeping aura.

It seems that as long as you are grabbed by the claw, you will be severely injured even if you don’t die.

"good."

Jian Fengyun's eyes condensed, and he continued to take action and activate the Qilin method to bless his body.

A punch hit the golden crow's sharp claws.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the fists and claws collided.

A terrifying aftermath spread out, and Jian Fengyun's figure was actually shook back seven or eight feet.

Everyone followed his eyes and saw several wounds on his right arm. One of them was more than one foot long, which looked very cunning, while the other two were also bloody, hurting the body.

Jian Fengyun frowned and felt a sensation of pain on his right arm.

His divine body swallowing the sky and the power blessing of the Qilin Technique could not resist the sharp claws of the golden crow, and he was injured by it.

The Jinwu clan is worthy of being the descendant of the ancient ferocious beasts.

One of the eight demon tribes, it is well-deserved.

"Hmph, the Holy Emperor, that's it!"

The old man from the Jinwu clan who took action snorted lightly, and murderous aura flashed in his stern eyes.

He originally thought Jian Fengyun was not easy to deal with and did not want to do it, but since the other party wanted to force him, he was a little angry and wanted to kill him directly.

Therefore, he used all his strength to activate the Golden Crow clan's direct fax method.

Soul-Destroying Claw!

This is just the first and most common true method among the Jin Crown clan’s inheritance true method, but it is also very precious, because after all, it is the inheritance left by the ancient Jin Crown.

At that time, one move is enough to destroy the soul and kill the enemy at the same level.

"Old bird, I really underestimate you."

Jian Fengyun narrowed his eyes and pinched the magic tricks in his hand the next moment.

The Qinglong Technique activated it to condense the vitality on the body, and the wound on his arm quickly disappeared and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Just now, when he touched the golden claws, a scripture also emerged from his soul sea.

The scriptures deduced by the Zhan Yan Sheng Method are very mysterious.

Just one sentence made him feel an extraordinary feeling.

It is worthy of being the inheritance of the ancient ferocious beast Golden Crow. It seems that we cannot be too hasty. We must slowly fight it and steal this mysterious and unparalleled true method.

Jian Fengyun said in his heart.

"I dare to provoke it when I die. Under the soul-destroying claws of our Jin Crown clan, even the four major beasts of that year have to avoid the edge."

The old man from the Jinwu clan snorted coldly.

There was a look of contempt in his words, which sounded a little contempt, but in fact, there was still a light of vigilance in his turbid eyes.

The scene of Jian Fengyun killing the powerful man in the Spirit Forest Holy Land is vividly remembered.

His battles should not be underestimated.

"Jian Fengyun, Elder Hangshan is here!"

The middle-aged warrior from the Spirit Forest Holy Land narrowed his eyes, seized the opportunity and took action directly.

A green dragon appeared behind him, almost the same as the blue dragon condensed by the dead elder Morishan.

With a dragon's sound, it almost directly hit Jian Fengyun's chest.

"Jian Fengyun, come and take your life!"

The old woman from the Poison Spirit Clan turned cold and she took action at the same time.

The seal formed in her dry palm, and a huge green face condensed, fell from behind Jian Fengyun to his back.

Obviously, she planned to use Jian Fengyun to resist Qinglong's time to take care of it, so that this ghost face could directly kill Jian Fengyun.

The terrifying poisonous fog spread behind Jian Fengyun.

"Soul-Destroying Claw!"

The old man from the Golden Crow clan who had just stopped, saw this great opportunity and without hesitation, he condensed a shadow of the golden crow again, and his sharp claws grabbed Jian Fengyun.

All three forces have strong attacks, and the situation seems to be very unfavorable to Jian Fengyun.

Everyone stared at them with breath.

The atmosphere suddenly became silent.

"Are you finally planning to join forces?"

Jian Fengyun's eyes moved, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

His body remained motionless.

It just floated quietly in the void, waiting for the three attacks to fall.

Xuanwu Law!

Just as the three attacks were about to fall on him, the magic trick in his hand flashed away.

Around the body, a mysterious figure appeared directly.

The three attacks fell on the shadow of the black treasure and made a roar.

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Chapter completed!