"You can't run away. ”

Chen Feng smiled coldly, the golden veins in the center of his eyebrows swept out, combined into a golden spear, and then Chen Feng's right hand slammed into it, directly towards the fleeing Shi Yi.

"No!"

Feeling the rapid whistling wind behind him, Shi Yi's face was hideous, he shouted angrily, turned around directly, and tried his best to mobilize the power of the Holy Fortune, wanting to resist this shot.

Shi Yi also has two golden patterns, but he has not learned the ability to materialize the holy luck, and it is obvious that Shi Yi has not entered any temple.

This is also destined that Shi Yi will suffer extremely under this blow.

Poof!

There was no doubt that Shi Yi's defense was like paper paste, and the golden spear was like a rainbow, passing directly through his body, and the former was directly torn apart, bursting out of a cloud of blood mist.

"Run!"

Looking at Shi Yi, who was killed in seconds, the other two disciples of the Killing Alliance, their eyes were split, they shouted, and fled in two directions.

Sou!

Chen Feng swept to the side of the golden spear, grabbed the handle of the spear with his right hand, and immediately threw it violently, and the golden spear swept towards the young man on the right.

And Chen Feng's body was chasing towards the man on the left, relying on the power of the holy body, Chen Feng was like a vigorous cheetah, constantly galloping on the ground, extremely fast.

"Ahh

A miserable scream sounded, and I saw that the young man on the right was directly chased by the golden spear, passed through his chest, and exploded into a cloud of blood mist without accident, and he could not die again.

"No! I can't die. ”

Naturally, the warrior on the left also heard the screams of his companions, and his heart was even more frightened.

"You have to die if you don't die. ”

An indifferent voice came, and then the martial artist saw that Chen Feng had blocked in front of him at some point, and the huge fist rumbled towards the martial artist.

"No!"

The warrior on the left wanted to die and hurriedly used the power of the Holy Fortune.

Rumble!

However, even if this martial artist used the power of the Holy Fortune, under Chen Feng's powerful Holy Body attack, it appeared fragile, and the defense arranged by the Holy Yun was directly shattered.

Poof!

Looking at the disciples of the Killing Alliance who were bombarded into slag, Chen Feng's eyes were indifferent, and he had no mercy.

Whoosh!

Three golden rays poured out from the three corpses and drilled into Chen Feng's eyebrows, and then the golden veins in Chen Feng's eyebrows began to derive and spread, and finally condensed the eighth golden vein.

"Huh, only a golden stripe?"

Chen Feng's eyes condensed slightly, revealing a look of doubt, Shi Yi and the other two disciples of the Killing Alliance had about five gold patterns on their bodies.

The five golden stripes were actually just one gold stripe, which made Chen Feng a little helpless.

The greater the number of gold stripes, the greater the difficulty of condensing.

The yellow fog was long, the killing was going on silently, and almost every moment there was a battle spreading, and the aftermath was rolling.

Three days have passed, and half of the names of the light curtain in the void have completely dimmed.

However, the dimmed name is not necessarily death, and some of them are extremely lucky to be teleported.

After the defeat, these people who came out were very decisive in extracting their own holy fortunes and giving them to the victors.

If there is no mortal enemy, the general victor will not kill at will.

"Someone has reached ten gold stripes. ”

Suddenly, a golden mang rose into the sky, Cao Rong looked up at the golden mang, and said loudly, its voice was magnificent and vast, and everyone in the surrounding square platform could hear it clearly.

"Who is it?"

Cao Rong's notice caused an uproar among many people, and then they looked around, wanting to see who the owner of the ten golden stripes was.

"It's Jin Longzi, you see, he's going to advance. ”

Suddenly, a startled voice came, and immediately everyone followed the man's instructions and cast their eyes away.

On a rock in the east of the Yellow Mist World, the golden dragon stood quietly, and at the center of his eyebrows, ten golden stripes flashed with blazing golden rays.

A vast holy power spread from the golden dragon's body, soaring straight into the sky, like a golden rod piercing the sky.

Looking at the golden dragon with a golden glow all over his body, the corners of Long Jitian's mouth were full of smiles, and he said, "It seems that the golden dragon son is about to advance to the late stage of Yahweh." ”

"In the Yellow Mist World, the late stage of the Yahweh is already the most peak and terrifying realm, and who else in it can compete for the Qinglongzi. Elder Linghuo's eyes flickered, and he said in surprise.

The smile on Long Jitian's face became more and more intense, but what he said was quite modest.

"Isn't Mu Yan still missing one golden vein, if he can also collect ten golden veins, he should also be able to successfully advance and reach the middle stage of Yahweh. Long Jitian said with a smile.

Elder Linghuo nodded, and his gaze fell not far from the rock where the golden dragon was located, where there was also another figure standing, none other than Mu Yan.

Mu Yan stared at the golden dragon who was breaking through with envy, and muttered in a low voice: "I still have one golden pattern left, I must collect ten golden patterns, so that I can directly break through to the middle stage of Yahweh." ”

The movement of the Golden Dragon's breakthrough was very large, attracting the attention of all the martial artists in the Yellow Mist World.

Whoosh!

One after another, the sound of breaking through the air swept by, and I saw that the martial artists who were originally distributed in other regions of the Yellow Mist World were all converging here.

They all gathered at a distance of 100 meters from the Golden Dragon, they didn't dare to approach, the strength of the Golden Dragonzi was terrifying, they didn't dare to act rashly.

Moreover, not far from the Golden Dragon, Mu Yan was still standing guarding.

Whoosh!

Four figures swept towards the rock where the golden dragon was located, Mu Yan's eyes were slightly condensed, but after seeing the clothes on these four people, he relaxed his vigilance.

"Senior Brother Mu Yan! Senior Brother Jin Longzi, this is ......"

These four people are the disciples of the Golden Dragon Palace, and the first one looks skinny, but the aura on his body is extremely terrifying and grand, and it should have reached the level of a half-step Yahweh.

"Brother Jinlong is about to break through, you guys wait first. Mu Yan said lightly.

The four disciples looked at each other, their eyes showing a cautious expression, and then the golden lines on their eyebrows flashed, and they embodied their respective weapons, secretly guarding against the other warriors gathered around them.

The breakthrough of the golden dragon is imminent, they naturally have to protect it well, if they are affected by others, it will be a failure.

"This golden dragon is really strong enough, he actually collected ten golden stripes so quickly, and when he breaks through to the late stage of the Yahweh, I'm afraid that no one in the entire Yellow Mist World will be his opponent at all, right?"

The flower fairy and the two women stood in a dead tree, staring at the golden dragon in the center with beautiful eyes.

The flower fairy's golden pattern has reached as many as seven, but compared with the golden dragon and Mu Yan, there is still a certain gap.

Although the flower fairy is extremely eager for the golden veins on the golden dragon son's body, she also understands that now she doesn't want to talk about the golden dragon child, I'm afraid that Mu Yan is enough for him to drink a pot.

Not only the flower fairy, but also the first day geniuses of the Devil, the Killer, the Yaksha, Yun Ran, and Yang Yi's respective Shenzhou, were all gathered around.

It's just that several people are wary of each other, after all, they are all demonic geniuses of the major gods, and their strength is extremely terrifying.

Coupled with the cruelty of this third level of fighting for the Holy Fortune, if it is not for the unified forces, it is basically difficult to trust, after all, no one knows whether they will suddenly attack themselves to seize the Holy Luck on their bodies.