Xiao Changfeng spoke calmly, and then stretched out his left hand.

Suddenly, black evil fire that turned into bones flew out.

The Bone-Transforming Evil Fire turned into a sea of ​​black fire and rushed towards the left.

The cold flame divine fire turned into a blue sea of ​​fire and rushed towards the right.

The sea of ​​fire was raging, covering a wide area.

In an instant, all the three thousand yuan soldiers were enveloped.

Although they are well-trained and well-equipped.

But it was just facing ordinary warriors and ordinary troops.

In front of Xiao Changfeng, he was as weak as an ant.

The bone-turning evil fire and the cold flame divine fire can easily incinerate their heavy armor and weapons.

As for the flesh and blood body, it is even more irresistible.

Suddenly there was an endless stream of screams.

Flame, carnage, death, wailing.

All this is intertwined into a picture of death.

Xiao Changfeng stood there with clear eyes, like the god of death who controlled death.

"Mid-level Taoist Technique: Light Slash!"

At the same time, Wu Changsheng shouted loudly.

I saw the long sword in his hand shining brightly.

The white light carries the power of holiness and can purify everything, including life.

Buzz! The long sword buzzed and vibrated, and the light became brighter and brighter, like a white sun.

Then the sword cut down.

There was a vast expanse of whiteness between the sky and the earth, and everything seemed to have disappeared.

Only this sword light fell.

Just like the God of Creation opening the sky with a sword, he wants to open up the heaven and the earth and create the world.

Poof! A stream of bright red blood splashed out.

Blood dyed the white sky and earth red.

I saw Tie Ruzhen's huge head flying up, and his wide eyes were still full of horror.

Obviously he didn't expect that he would die here! However, a spear stabbed Wu Changsheng at the same time.

However, the blood did not come out and the injuries did not appear.

Wu Changsheng turned around and saw Yelu Huazhen with cold eyes.

This shot was pierced by Jelvhua Zhen, pointing straight to the heart without mercy.

It's a pity that he doesn't know that Wu Changsheng is immortal! "Behead!"

The sword light reappeared, and Wu Changsheng exchanged injuries for injuries.

In the eyes of Jehovah's unwillingness.

A sword pierced the throat, and the body died.

At this time, the flames were withdrawn, and the three thousand yuan soldiers were turned into ashes.

This moment.
Chapter completed!