Although the Hundred Refining Platform was unfolded in the Forbidden Land of the Dry and Forbidden Land, and after the Primordial Thunder Punishment, it was a mess, but the ancient building palace on the Hanging Island Platform did not collapse, but instead released a faint rune of time.

The middle-aged man in the cloak looked at the surviving disciples of the Wangtian Sea Pavilion in the square, and the calm and indifference in his eyes even made people chill.

Seeing that one by one, the people in the same sect with profound backgrounds were pulled out of the siege and killed by the strong men of the Southern Ming Dynasty, some of the low-level disciples of the Wangtian Sea Pavilion who still had consciousness even trembled with fear.

As far as the super sect is concerned, the people of Wangtian Haige have probably never thought that one day the sect will be destroyed by others, and their own lives depend on the thoughts of others.

When it comes to death, even if it is a monk who has lived for a long time, his heart still jumps to his throat and he feels like he can't breathe.

He Nanming did not give a single reason for the execution of many monks in the Wangtian Sea Pavilion in a row, even if the square was quiet at this time, the atmosphere was still suffocating.

After the powerful monks of Wangtian Sea Pavilion were killed, the corpses were piled up outside the square into a small mountain of corpses, and the severed limbs and sticky blood were shocking.

"Hold the rest of the people in captivity for now. ”

He Nanming spoke lightly, his face was ruthless and calm, and it seemed that he didn't need the prisoners of war from Wangtian Haige at all.

"Fiber Demon Seal!"

A slightly thin and gloomy old man sealed his hands, and when hundreds of seals burst out, his hands rushed out towards the remnants of the Wangtianhai Pavilion in the square, and the misty magic seals were in the middle of the misty magic seal. Untold chains of sharp darkness erupted.

"Poof!poof!poof~~~"

Some of the monks of the Heavenly Sea Pavilion who were shot by the chains were fixed to the ground, and some of their bodies were taken up by the air. Even Chen Feng was not spared, his right chest and legs were chained through.

The few monks who still had the strength to dodge the dark chain were pursued by the extremely spiritual chains, and their bodies were pierced by the wisps of the chains, and those who died immediately could not die again.

"Damn, what a ruthless man. Compared to this He Nanming, the little thing I did was just a petty fight!" Chen Feng used the trick of releasing it. Restraining his own breath, trying his best to make the strength of his body weak, and it seems no different from ordinary people.

"He Zu, I caught a few more weird guys......"

Ten powerhouses of the Southern Ming Dynasty's life and death realm. With the captured Mao San and others. Came to the Hundred Refining Platform.

"Bang~~~"

A sturdy man with an extremely thick breath kicked Mao San with one kick and fell on the square, obviously prejudiced against him.

Mao San, who suffered a loss, although the injuries on his body were slightly embarrassed, but as if he was about to be ferocious, he looked fiercely at the strong man who kicked him down.

If the eyes can kill people, I am afraid that the strong men are all under Mao San's gaze. Died several times.

"Juniors of the martial family, how have Wu Zu been doing in recent years?"

He Nanming just glanced at Wu Mofei. I recognized her bloodline.

"My ancestor is very good, and sometimes I will talk to us juniors and mention my friendship with He Zu. Wu Mofei, who was unscathed, respectfully blessed the middle-aged man in the cloak, and her delicate face was faintly calm.

"It's really amazing, I didn't expect that Wangtian Hai Pavilion would gather so many young people with extraordinary talents!" He Nanming looked at Huang Wenji, who was also hit hard, and the smile in his eyes even made the latter's heart tighten.

"Boom~~~"

The sturdy man who felt Mao San's fierce gaze flashed and kicked at his fat body, and directly kicked his body on the pillar of the supporting hall that the five people in the Hundred Refining Palace could not hug.

It was difficult to remove the middle-aged man's strong horizontal strength of Mao San, and his body even trembled on the pillar of the support hall and could not fall, and a mouthful of blood mist spewed out on the spot.

"Young man, the time for you to be ruthless has not yet come, if you can't understand the situation yet, I'm afraid that you still have to suffer. He Nanming smiled at Mao San, who was kicked against the pillar.

"Since your Nanming Dynasty has already won, why do you have to be unforgiving......" Even in the face of such a predicament, Huang Wenji was still unwilling to bow his head.

"You are a member of the Imperial Clan of the Central Plains Spirit Domain, do you think that you have a prominent family background, so I don't dare to kill you?" He Nanming slowly stretched out his hand towards Huang Wenji, making the space he was in shrink abruptly.

The irresistible hegemony of the Hundred Tribulations directly pressed Huang Wenji's body sharply.

"Bang~~~"

In the eyes of outsiders, Huang Wen's extremely uncontrollable figure almost automatically hit He Nanming's outstretched big hand, and his neck was quickly pinched and grabbed.

The surging ten thousand thunder rays continued to flow along He Nanming's big hand that pinched Huang Wenji's neck, flowing towards his entire body.

"Ah~~~"

Huang Wenji, who couldn't stand the thunder refining body, opened his mouth and wailed with a rich thunder light, and his flesh and blood body was even more twisted like a clutter.

"Even if the Emperor Ancestor is here, he may not be able to help me!"

Until the golden thunder flowing on Huang Wenji's body was withdrawn from He Nanming's hand, the surface of his body had turned into charred black, and he was wilting at the feet of the middle-aged man with smoke.

Seeing that He Nanming easily opened the Emperor's Wenji, some of the monks who still had consciousness in the Heavenly Sea Pavilion even had the feeling that the middle-aged man in the cloak was high up and regarded the weak monk as an ant.

"If it weren't for the interference I opened the domain gate, there would still be room for you to show off your power here......" Although Huang Wenji hated He Nanming in front of him at this time, he didn't even have a chance to look up and look at him.

"Ancestor, you came too fast, don't wait for Nian'er......"

Just when some of the captured Wangtian Haige monks were desperate in their hearts, a big-faced girl with acid in her mouth had already clumsily ran to the square.

Compared with the head and body of the big-faced girl, it looks quite huge, and coupled with the big mouth with acid, the whole person looks extremely ugly.

"Zi~~~"

What is a little frightening is that the acid dripping from the mouth of the big-faced girl can even corrode the rocky stone floor of the square, which is difficult to shake by disaster.

"Nian Shi, you're hungry. Ancestor has prepared a lot of food for you!" He Nanming, who was calm and cold, rarely showed a loving smile to the big-faced girl.

"Old Ancestor, can you really eat as much as you want?"

The big-faced girl is extremely ugly. But the mouth with the acidic liquid has a faint cowardice.

Finding that the big-faced girl looked at the corpses piled up with Lao Gao, her bloodshot eyes, and even a little unbearable, He Nanming just smiled and nodded in front of the prisoners of war in Wangtianhai Pavilion.

With the consent of the middle-aged man in the cloak, the big-faced girl almost couldn't wait to run to the pile of corpses. He picked up a stump and stuffed it into his big mouth, as if he was extremely hungry.

Noticed a severed arm, corroded by acidic liquid in the girl's big mouth. Even the flesh tendons were pulled out by the bite, and the few Wangtian Haige monks who were pierced by the chains were frightened and even had a feeling of nausea at the same time.

The sound of eating filled the square, and it was extremely numb. And the big-faced girl seems to be unaware. Eat well.

Feeling He Nanming's seemingly casual gaze, Chen Feng, who was a little uncomfortable, couldn't help but secretly say something bad in his heart.

At this time, Chen Feng couldn't care about secretly slandering and sighing, there were all kinds of players.

Sensing He Nanming's attention, Chen Feng even began to wail secretly, his aura had obviously converged and changed very well, but it was still discovered.

"Not bad. I didn't expect anyone to want to get through the test under my nose, if it weren't for the fact that you were pierced through the flesh by the Fiber Demon Chain. I really didn't find you!" He Nanming looked at Chen Feng, who was lying on the ground pretending to be injured, and smiled.

"Was it discovered?

Chen Feng's desolate aura was surging, and he actually got rid of it in the dark chains, and even the wounds began to recover gradually in the surging of fine light.

"The desolate immortal body is not bad, if it weren't for you being too cautious and sealing your own essence and blood, I'm afraid you would have really avoided it. He Nanming did not immediately attack, but watched the changes in Chen Feng's folded body and appearance.

As if he was dyed by the calamity, Chen Feng, whose flesh was withered and old, gradually retracted his black qi on his right wrist, and at the same time, Ruan Yun, who was wearing a blood-colored ginseng black robe, was also released from the desolate bracelet.

"Bastard......"

Ruan Yun, who recovered her perception and discovered the external situation on the Bailian rooftop, had already understood the reason why Chen Feng let her out, and couldn't help but secretly scold him for being shameless enough.

"Huang Wenji, Mao San, you two are still alive, right? If you are alive, speak up, our small group is now facing the most dangerous challenge, we must unite and let go of our arms and fight. Chen Feng looked agitated, as if he wanted to use all the strength that could be gathered to compete with an unshakable hero like He Nanming.

"You want to push us to death so that you can create a chance to escape, right?"

Huang Wenji, who was languishing and fell to the ground, was surrounded by auroras, scattering his scorched black body at the same time, but instead turned into a ray of light and retreated in front of He Nanming, squirming into an aurora figure again.

"No matter what your idea is, I must kill that strong man, no, I want to make him worse than dead......" Mao San, who was kicked and leaned against the pillar of the Hundred Refining Palace, was covered in a treasure light rune, and even his sunken belly gradually inflated.

"With our strength, if we want to fight against these strong men of the Nanming Dynasty, I'm afraid that it will be more auspicious and less auspicious......" Jiang Tianlang, whose hat was torn apart and was somewhat injured, sighed, but still made the gesture of a big brother, released the ancient breath of war intent, and stood on the side of Huang Wenji and several people.

"Mushroom head, Ruan Yun, it's up to you now, after all, we have known each other, I promise to take a look at these guys, since Wangtian Haige has been destroyed by the master, the Nanming Dynasty has many balls." Chen Feng let go of his heavy carnal aura, and the withered bracelet on his right wrist had already emerged.

"I'm afraid that we will all be killed by you, if everyone dies, will you remember that there were so many people who fought hard for you?" Ruan Yun glared at Chen Feng fiercely, and the clenched fist slowly revealed the Heaven-Splitting Horn.

"Although we have known each other for a long time, we are wary of each other, and the situation is so critical today, why don't you try to believe in each other, I will definitely fight to the death. Chen Feng opened his mouth and spewed out a small black knife, making a gesture of stubborn resistance.

Wu Mofei, the mushroom-headed girl, looked at Chen Feng, and then at Huang Wenji and Mao San, who seemed to be extremely repulsive to these three vicious people, while Ruan Yun and Jiang Tianlang were a different matter.

"You don't need to pretend to be tough in front of me, you should know it. If you want to kill you with the strength of the deity, it is simply more than enough, if you really have the means. I won't wait for the deity to come and do nothing. He Nanming's right hand clenched his fist slightly, and there was a crackling thunder, obviously not the master of the habitual vegetables.

"Wait~~~ Maybe we can talk about ......"

Chen Feng's words that could not be softened by the threat couldn't help but make Huang Wenji and Mao San grit their teeth with hatred.

"Do you have some strength? You are all quite capable of pretending, but it's a pity that you met me today, and now I can give me a chance. If you are willing to marry Nian Shi, I will ......" In front of everyone, He Nanming threw out a temptation.

didn't wait for He Nanming to finish speaking. Mao San had already interrupted it by licking his big belly: "I am willing to marry her......"

"Ha Lu Ha~~~ Little fat man, although your skin is quite fat, but the deity didn't say anything about you, and naturally it didn't wrap you. He Nanming's laughter. made Mao San's small eyes a little desperate.

Watch as the corpses of the dead are gnawed. The big-faced girl with a greasy and bloody face actually stopped in the midst of a happy meal, and her eyes looked over here, Chen Feng swallowed her saliva with a chill, and suppressed the uncomfortable feeling.

"He Nanming, you'd better be a little more restrained, don't think that you have already won the battle. Huang Wenji looked arrogant and extremely arrogant.

"If there is no Emperor Heavenly Ancestor. Do you dare to say such a thing?"

He Nanming smiled and glanced at the Aurora Treasure Vase that Huang Wenji was holding tightly.

". Huang Wenji and Wu Mofei are both fighting ancestors, what should I do now, even if I let go of all means, I may not be the opponent of this He Nanming......" Although Chen Feng was quite calm on the surface, he was already extremely anxious in his heart.

Facing the middle-aged man in the cloak, Chen Feng had a sense of danger that was different from Su Yue'er.

Especially under He Nanming's gaze, Chen Feng even had a sense of crisis between life and death.

"I don't even know this young lady yet, I'm going to marry her now, I'm afraid it's a little difficult, why don't you be friends and talk about it first......" Chen Feng looked at He Nanming, and forcibly endured the discomfort, secretly looked at the big-faced girl, and said dryly.

"Boom~~~"

A faint flash of thunder, and before Chen Feng could perceive and keep up with He Nanming's actions, he was already hit hard in front of him.

It wasn't until Chen Feng found that He Nanming's figure appeared in front of him, and his thunderous punch had already slammed into the small defensive prohibition formed by the withered qi of his right wrist.

Even if the Bleak Bracelet helped Chen Feng and resisted the power of He Nanming's punch, his figure behind the small Bland Circle Forbidden was still subjected to a huge impact, and the flesh that was difficult for ordinary low-level monks to match was even distorted in the reverse shot.

Whether it was He Nanming's body movement or his fierce fist momentum, it was like thunder, and it was not something that Chen Feng's own perception could capture at all.

Just as Chen Feng's figure was blasted out of the Hundred Refining Rooftop and spurted into the air in the distance, Huang Wenji, Mao San, Jiang Tianlang, and Ruan Yun and Wu Mofei had already chased away towards Chen Feng's surging figure with the thunder force that was like waves.

"Damn, you've angered me, today I'm fighting with you, and I'm going to fight to the end......" Chen Feng's gushing figure gradually became firm, and when he opened the Eye of Death, his body began to petrify rapidly.

If anyone found Chen Feng pulling up the Xuanxue Ancient Tree at this time, they would have recognized that he had temporarily transformed into the body of the Ancient Stone Man in the former Desolate Forbidden Land through the power of the Desolate Bracelet's imitation of the stone wall.

"Buzz~~~"

The distorted body was calm, Chen Feng's petrified body had begun to expand rapidly, and at the same time that tens of thousands of desolate giant pythons poured out of the withered bracelet on his right wrist, it was also flooded with extremely vigorous and pure spiritual power, offering to his body, helping to hang a weak spiritual sense.

"Cover the Heavens!"

With Chen Feng's petrified body sealed his hands, his illusory hand shadow was like a surging black lotus flower.

The entire sky was covered by desolate clouds, and a vision appeared, and a black hand covering the sky slowly emerged from the black clouds, and its power made the shattered heaven and earth space extremely viscous.

Not only the many powerhouses of the Southern Ming Dynasty, but even the remnants of the Wangtian Sea Pavilion were all restrained by the power of the black sky-covering giant hand.

Chen Feng's stone body was swollen, which was already extremely terrifying, and now he was using a first-grade heavenly martial method to make the heavens and the earth have a vision, which caused great pressure on many monks.

The majestic heaven-covering ghost hand was almost impossible to see at a glance, and before the huge palm could be completely pressed, the figures of many powerful monks were already bursting with crackling bones, and even the one hundred and eight extremely heavy ancient stone men lying in the sea area of Wangtian were constantly humming and trembling.

"No, it's barely enough to expand out of the desolate forbidden land just now, and I can't hold on anymore......" At this time, everyone didn't know that Zhu'er, who was in the mysterious stone room, had an extremely disordered breath, and her delicate body seemed to be burning piece by piece.

"Don't be reluctant to help me, have you forgotten that I am the owner of the Desolation Bracelet? After Chen Feng cast the Heaven-Covering Ghost Hand, the seal on his hand changed again, and the Desolate Handprint burst out, as if he was going to use an even more terrifying method.

"If Zhu'er doesn't help you, the desolate bracelet will get out of control......"

The little girl's heavy domineering release was like layers of burning paper, obviously reaching the limit.

"Hurry up and take that spirit orb, I'm going to let the Pillar of Grinding appear. "In the change of Chen Feng's mind, the Desolate Ancient Array of the Mysterious Stone Room has already floated a spirit bead that he obtained in the Ten Thousand Worlds Ancient Abyss with the help of the pupil power of the Little Hairball Heavens.

Because of the relationship between the forging body of the Gulang Cliff, one of the two spirit beads has been used up by Chen Feng, and the one that has emerged in the Desolate Ancient Array is also the last one.

The situation was critical, and Zhu'er did not hesitate, opened her mouth to reveal the suction, and directly pumped the spirit bead containing the pure spiritual power of the Ten Thousand Worlds into Xiu's mouth.

"Xiang Thunder Fist!"

Seeing the heaven-covering ghost hand descending, He Nanming's shoulders shook off his cloak at the same time, his arms shook as if he had spread his wings, and the whole person's figure suddenly retreated, bringing up the flowing glow of ten thousand thunders, and began to gather towards his arms. (To be continued......)