Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation - 2496. Chapter 2496 Blood Moon Ascends To The Sky Chapter Demon Emperor Sword Appears

Wash out the lead and illuminate Sansheng!

Above the altar where the dazzling holy light shines, three spatula lights intersect and penetrate Wang Fei.

Its vitality is visible to the naked eye, and it is quickly lost. No matter how the royal dragon veins are supplemented with dragon yuan, it will not alleviate the vitality loss.

The three figures gradually overlapped, as if time and space overlapped, flashing through many pictures. It is Xiao Chen’s present, past and future, but the picture is blurred and distorted, and it is fleeting, and it is impossible to see the scene.

No one expected this scene…

From beginning to end, Xiao Chen did not have an advantage, facing Wang Fei, who was added to the dragon veins of the Dynasty. Almost no one felt that Wang Fei could be defeated, and even if they were defeated, it would never be possible to kill him like this.

But Wang Fei is going to die now, really cut it, can’t fake it at all!

“Damn it, how could this be, why did Wang Fei die…”

In the cloud palace, the grandmiao ancestor was completely dumbfounded, and a flustered expression flashed in his eyes.

Although Wang Fei’s vitality is still alive now, at their level, it can be seen that Wang Fei is dead.

When the three swords met, Wang Fei died.

Now it’s just that the Emperor Dragon Vessel uses its own supreme dragon yuan to forcibly renew its life, but it’s like filling a bottle with a leaky bottom.

No matter how much water you have, you can’t fill the bottle with it, and it will eventually run out.

“Ancestor…”

The other tribes were panicked and looked at the ancestor of the Taimiao in a bewildered manner. The meaning is clear, what shall we do if Wang Fei is dead?

In their plan, there is no such thing as Wang Fei’s death.

With the imperial dragon veins added to his body, he is invincible in the Yanhuang ancient tomb. He is the heaven of that world, how could he die in the hands of others.

Once Wang Fei died, there were still many plans behind, which were completely impossible to use.

The face of Yan Huang who was restrained changed slightly, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and the Yan Huang sword in his hand trembled slightly.

The sword can already be pulled out again.

But Yan Huang’s face was ashen ashes, there was no desire to draw a sword at all, and his heart was deadly silent, without any thoughts.

He should hate Xiao Chen, but he can’t hate it. It was the Taimiao ancestors who pushed Wang Fei to the forefront and pushed Wang Fei to the edge of the abyss…

But the elders of the Taimiao ancestral hall were all uncles, and he couldn’t hate it either.

Now, he is a loser, and the elders of the Taimiao ancestral hall are also losers.

Yanwu Dynasty, really catastrophe is inevitable?

Thinking of this, Yan Huang couldn’t help closing his eyes in despair, feeling frustrated.

In the ancient tomb of Emperor Yan.

The group of Dacheng emperors who were fighting together stopped their movements at the same time, and looked at Wang Fei who was pierced by three swords on the altar with some doubts.

“Big Brother is dying?”

The eight princes and the thirteen princes changed their complexions slightly, and their eyes were surprised and joyful.

Once the prince dies, the big troubles will be completely eliminated, and the doormen under him will be forcibly teleported out.

When the meeting comes, the crown prince will only be between the two of them.

No, there is one more person…

Wang Feng said faintly: “Next, it must be the old nine, you have no opinion.”

The thirteenth prince Wang Yi said with a sneer: “It’s just what I want.”

The two of them didn’t feel any pain at Wang Fei’s death, but quickly locked in their next competitor.

It’s so frightening to be so cool.

At the moment, only the nine princes are still offering to refine the Yanhuang Sword.

With his killing avenue, he was enough to become the second “big prince.”

“this?”

Yan Cangming, who was talking with Lin Feng, was taken aback and his face changed wildly.

He raised his brows, his eyes fell on Master Xi in the distance, the other party still looked calm, and couldn’t see what he was thinking at all.

“You are surprised. It seems that Wang Fei really shouldn’t die?”

Lin Feng keenly discovered that Yan Cangming’s expression and some of the hidden secrets seemed to have something else hidden.

Yan Cangming retracted his gaze and said in deep thought, “If that person wants to, no one can kill Wang Fei. Since Wang Fei is dead, it means that the big prince has no use value. Brother, I can’t understand this game of chess right now. If you can, I hope you can help me at the critical moment. From the standpoint of a Jiao Ren and help me, the younger brother, the world will change drastically. My Jiao Clan will face a rare opportunity in a hundred thousand years!”

Whoosh!

These remarks were spoken by Voice Transmission and Lin Feng. After finishing speaking, he dashed away, leaving only Lin Feng who was a little dazed.

The world will change drastically, and the Jiao people will face a rare opportunity in 100,000 years.

Brother, you want to help me… Lin Feng’s words circled in Yan Cangming’s mind, falling into deep thought.

The most important thing is who Yan Cangming is talking about, and listening to his tone makes him feel in awe.

Who is it, so terrifying?

call out!

The three figures of Xiao Chen gradually overlapped, as if time and space overlapped, flashing many scenes.

The picture is full of Xiao Chen’s past, present and future, but the scene is distorted and blurred, and it is fleeting and difficult to see.

A bloody firework rushed over, and the demon blood eagle fell from the sky, catching Xiao Chen who was shaking.

Xiao Chen returned the knife to its sheath, clutching the wound on his chest, his face pale.

Just now, it was a three-year-old flower, and it was not a three-year old flower.

It was the Sanshenghua that he urged Maya to break the ring with the reincarnation mood.

Traveling through the past and the future, with three knives in one, Wang Fei will undoubtedly die.

I wanted to use a more powerful Kashi Wushi, but Kashi Wushe is hard to control, and there is no certainty that it will succeed. I had to retreat and use the more mature Sanshenghua, otherwise he would not be able to kill the prince who was one with the sky.

Regardless of any severe damage, relying on the terrifying Long Yuan, Wang Fei can instantly recover, and he is almost immortal.

But Xiao Chen’s eyes were filled with doubts, and he didn’t even feel relaxed at all.

At the moment when he displayed the Sanshenghua, he felt a touch of terrifying killing intent, and the fear that that killing intent brought about, he had never seen before.

For a moment, he could hardly perform successfully, and even thought about giving up.

But after that person seemed to be sure of something, the killing intent suddenly disappeared, and Sanshenghua successfully performed it.

What are you sure about?

A bright light flashed in Xiao Chen’s eyes. After he was sure that my sword would kill Wang Fei, he chose to give up.

Yes, it must be so.

If it were mine, I could only hit Wang Fei severely, and he would stop it. If he can kill it, he will choose to give up and sit back and enjoy the success.

There is only one reason to explain, and he can’t kill Wang Fei who is one with the sky in the Yanhuang Ancient Tomb.

Or it takes a great price to do it, so I let me kill it.

His eyes fell under the altar, Xi was dressed in black, with a mask in his left eye, and doubts flashed in Xiao Chen’s eyes.

But even if he was used by others, Xiao Chen had no regrets in his heart.

He had three purposes when he came to the ancient tomb of Emperor Yan.

Assisting Wang Yan to become a prince, waiting for the birth of the fairy palace, he never told anyone about the third purpose.

He only hid it deeply in his heart, but he never forgot it, like a sharp sharp knife, carved in his heart one by one.

Kill Wang Fei!

Wang Fei must die. Wang Fei must pay the price for the death of his nephew Ling Yu.

Even if he had to bear the endless pursuit of the entire Taimiao ancestral hall, he would kill Wang Fei.

On that day, the scene of Ling Yu’s extinction, he already swore from the bottom of his heart that he had been waiting for this day for a long time!

Wang Fei’s body fell from the altar, feeling his own vitality passing away like quicksand, his eyes were filled with despair.

Unwilling, he just died like that.

Seeing Xi under the altar, a glimmer of hope surged in Wang Fei’s desperate eyes.

This man who has never been able to see through has terrifying strength, maybe… maybe he has a chance.

“Master Xi, save me… I’m dead, and you have no chance.”

Wang Fei looked at Xi with eagerness and muttered.

Xi calmly said: “Sorry, your lord, you are already dead, and the true god can’t save it after birth.”

“Do not!”

Wang Fei held the Yanhuang Sword weakly and shouted in despair, but no matter how desperate he was, he couldn’t change the facts. When he landed on the ground, his body dissipated like quicksand.

On and off the court, everyone saw this incredible scene.

Invincible, clamoring that those who follow me will prosper, those who oppose me will die, and become one with the dragon veins of the dynasty, so Wang Fei, who can be called invincible, died like this.

There is no dead scum left, everyone is optimistic about it, and the person who becomes the prince is gone.

Hiss!

With the death of the eldest prince, the bodies of his followers kept flashing. This is the rule of the Yan Emperor’s ancient tomb. After the prince dies, his clients cannot stay in the Yan Emperor’s ancient tomb.

But just when the figures of these people gradually became blurred.

The black masked man suddenly stretched out his hand and grasped the Yanhuang sword of the prince.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, the sword body burst out soaring magic light, and the entire sky was instantly dark. The blurred figure of Qinglian Shengzi and the others, the moment he held the Yanhuang Sword, abruptly pulled these back.

“Yanhuangjian, there are some ways, it’s wrong…it should be called Demonhuangjian now!”

Xi Meng tore off her black robe, revealing the noble and evil dragon robe inside, which was the dragon robe of the Blood Martial Empire.

The black robe that was originally torn off was thrown into the air and turned into a bloody moon slowly rising into the sky.