A long roar that shattered the nine heavens, with a suffocating coercion, came out of this Penglai fairyland!

"It's...!"

Even an existence like Emperor Donghua, the moment he heard this sound and felt this coercion, his face was horrified!

He is the closest god to the ancient gods in the Three Realms today!

His feelings of Kunpeng's coercion were more real than others...

"It's Kunpeng ......!"

Emperor Donghua recognized what Yan Feng had refined!

At this time, he finally understood why his Four Divine Tripods would burst!

At this moment, Emperor Donghua scattered all the cultivation of his whole body and protected the entire Penglai under his body!

After all... There are tens of millions of soldiers in Penglai, although this coercion will not hurt people's lives, but the war is imminent, and it is one thing to be less.

Not only the Emperor of Donghua, but even the Northern Yin, the Dark Night, Ye Yu, and those hidden powerhouses, at this moment, they all spread out their cultivation all over their bodies, and worked together to cover this Penglai land and block out this shocking coercion!

Just a long roar, a wisp of coercion, there is a breath that is enough to destroy the world and destroy the earth.

This is the god of the ancients, the gods of the ancients!

Kunpeng!

"Baili..."

In the dark night, Ye Yu was looking at the heavenly realm, covered by colorful light, and he couldn't see what was inside it.

There are so many of them, and they can work together to protect the thoughtfulness of this Penglai.

And the harsh wind... But now it's in the center!

The coercion it bears will be several times stronger than that of many people!

Above the sky, in the midst of colorful light...

Yan Feng's eyebrows were tightly furrowed at the moment, and at the corner of his mouth, a smear of blood slowly flowed out.

Raise your hand to wipe the blood from the corner of your mouth, and look around, all of them are colorful rays.

A pair of eyes, but staring straight ahead.

In front of Yan Feng, there was an illusory huge holy beast, this holy beast looked like a fish, but it was not a fish, like a bird, but it was not a bird!

Kunpeng!

This wisp of essence, when he sensed that he would eventually be refined, at the last moment, a wisp of essence turned into a phantom of Kunpeng, wanting to use the power in this essence to break free and escape.

"Where to run!"

Yan Feng frowned and drank in a low voice.

That's right... This is indeed Kunpeng's coercion.

The coercion is indeed powerful, even if it is a strong wind, under this coercion, I can't help but feel that breathing has become a little difficult!

Can be coercive... After all, it's just coercion!

This essence has the original coercion of Kunpeng, and that's because this is Kunpeng's essence, but it doesn't mean... He has the strength of Kunpeng!

"A wisp of essence also wants to escape from the deity, and it is too underestimating the deity. ”

Yan Feng, with a move of his hand, in an instant, in the palm of Yan Feng's hand, a red light swept by, and the sky wept and the sword appeared!

The sword, Wu Ran, slashed down towards this Kunpeng phantom!

A red jade sword qi pierced the void, and in an instant, it fell on this Kunpeng phantom.

Kunpeng Phantom, under this sword, the figure retreated wildly.

The mournful sound suddenly grew.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Feng's figure stepped out.

The next moment, the figure appeared above the head of this Kunpeng phantom.

Kunpeng was in the shadow, feeling the Yan Feng appear above his head.

In the desperate struggle, trying to break free from the harsh wind, a pair of giant wings as long as ten thousand feet, fanning desperately, under one fan, the howling wind suddenly raged in the entire Penglai realm!

"What are you going to do?"

Ye Yu, grab the dark night beside you.

Styx stared at the sky, and the magic sword in his hand kept trembling.

"With your cultivation, it won't help you if you go. ”

Ye Yu said.

"This Kunpeng is only a hundred miles, and it can be lowered!"

Dark Night, frowning tightly, clutching the sword in his hand.

The other people are all looking at the sky one by one, and with their cultivation, they are naturally able to penetrate this colorful light and see the place where they are standing!

There was unprecedented horror in each of the eyes.

The harsh wind at the moment... It's the same Kunpeng fighting!

An ancient holy beast, a Kunpeng with the body of an ancient god.

Kunpeng's long roar still resounded in this world of Penglai.

Yan Feng stood on top of Kunpeng's head, and the sword in his hand suddenly came out of the Kunpeng's phantom body.

At the same time, the figure rose to the sky.

On his body, at this moment... There is a touch of incomparably powerful qi appearing!

This moment... In the whole Penglai, the wind was raging, and even this colorful light was mostly dispersed.

Countless sword qi, across the heavens and the earth!

Eyes, an instant!

Heaven weeps unmatched!

In an instant, countless severe winds appeared in this Penglai sky at the same time!

"Heaven Cry Peerless..."

Emperor Donghua, his eyebrows condensed slightly... It was the first time he had heard of this legendary spell!

The others, one by one, were equally surprised!

"Slash!"

Yan Feng pointed at the Kunpeng Phantom with his hand.

Countless Yan Feng, the sword in his hand, came out in an instant, passing back and forth from the Kunpeng phantom.

Every time he passed through, there was a trace of Kunpeng Jingyuan brought out by the sword!

Kunpeng's long roar and hiss kept resounding in this world!

"He... Kill Kunpeng!"

Everyone, at this moment, has such a sentence in their hearts.

In the dark night, the sword in his hand at this moment was also slowly loosened.

Previously... He really thought that Yan Feng was in danger.

Ye Yu, with a smile on his face, has not had a big expression from beginning to end.

It seemed to him that this was nothing more than expected.

"Lian!"

Yan Feng's own deity, his hand suddenly pressed down on his body, and suddenly there was a sword qi in each of these countless Yan Feng, and every doppelganger appeared.

These sword qi... Everything converged on the Kunpeng phantom.

Right now... This Kunpeng phantom has begun to slowly shrink from 100,000 zhang, 90,000 zhang, 80,000 zhang... Seventy thousand!

degree, faster and faster, there is an unwilling long roar sounded.

However, Yan Feng did not stop at all.

He is well aware ... This is just a wisp of Kunpeng's essence, and it is just the instinctive reaction of this essence to have such a reaction.

The real Kunpeng has already sat down at this moment.

The body of 70,000 zhang is still shrinking rapidly, and it will soon shrink to 50,000 zhang.

Yan Feng himself, at this moment... But there was a whoop, and a mouthful of blood was spit out.

He could feel... The time for the heavens to cry is almost here!

And once the Heavenly Cry is over, one's cultivation will be empty of incense, and he must... Fast!

The Sky Weeping Sword in his hand suddenly threw it in front of him, and the same was true for the other clones.

The sound of the sky crying sword, at this moment, disturbed the entire Penglai!

Countless Heavenly Weeping Swords all disappeared into the Kunpeng Phantom in an instant!

The body that was originally in Kunpeng was 50,000 zhang, but at this moment, it instantly turned into 10,000 zhang!

At the same time, Yan Feng's deity, connected with many clones, at this moment... In an instant, he walked towards the Kunpeng phantom.

One breath, no in!

The multicolored mang, at this moment, has reached its peak!