Eternal Martial Sovereign

"Give up the soul star grass, otherwise I will make you pay the corresponding price!" Faced with the provocation of the monk from Heiyun, Xiao Yun looked coldly, staring at it slightly, but the words spit out in his mouth Filled with an unquestionable taste.

Cold words fluttered in this lake, but after falling into the ears of the black cloud monk's monks, those monks showed a sneer smile. Here, there are thirty-seven people in the black cloud, and twenty-three in Wu Zongcai They are in line, which is a disparity in strength.

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Is this showy?

"Hey, are you stupid?" The monk at Heiyunzhen smiled, "I will still hand over the spiritual extract I have?"

Heiyun's other disciples also stared at Xiaoyun with a joke.

"The people in Wu Zong are so stupid. Only a few people dare to challenge us?"

"Oh, this experience is a matter of life and death. If we solve them here, we may weaken Wu Zong's power. In this way, we have a chance to replace Wu Zong with this opportunity."

Some even want to take advantage of Wu Zong's disciples.

"Abominable, even the little black cloud dared to be so arrogant!" Ren Kexin raised her eyebrows, and her blue eyes had a bit of fierce light flashing. At first they were deceived by the Sirius Mountains. Heiyunyu people are so proud.

This made Xiao Shimei's heart anger.

Guo Ziwen and others were also cold, and the chill on his face was a little bit condensed.

"Give you another chance to surrender this Soul Stargrass, otherwise, the consequences are not something you can afford." Xiao Yun's eyes were cold, his words were like thunder, and he sounded through the void, a powerful momentum on him. Constantly united.

Although it is just a soul star grass, but this represents Wu Zong's face.

As the master of Tianwu Pavilion, Xiao Yun must always maintain the dignity of the ancestors!

He wants to make Zhīdào, Wu Zong must not be deceived!

Otherwise, he will be ashamed of his identity!

"Oh, I can't afford the consequences?" Wen Yan said that the dark-haired man's face was completely darkened.

"Your Wuzong is indeed slightly stronger than my Heiyunyu, but this is a place of solitary confinement in the south, and no battle can be venged regardless of life or death. Otherwise, it is against the will of the Heavenly Palace. . "

This person's tone was full of threatening taste.

"So you don't plan to hand it over!" Xiao Yun said coldly, word by word.

"That's natural." Heiyun said the practitioner, "You'd better step aside and obediently let our Heiyun people pick medicinal herbs, otherwise don't blame us for deceiving more. There are not so many rules here Some have only strength. "

Not only him, many people in Heiyunyu have this idea.

Weak and strong, this is the jungle rule.

"Oh, people who seem to be fighting with Wu Zong and Hei Yunzhang are about to fight!" At this time, a practitioner appeared not far away.

This is the soul cult.

Headed by a man dressed in dark gold.

This man has a purple gold crown on his head, and his two hairs have dancing hair, which seems to be elegant.

"It's better that they fight, we sit and collect the power of the fishermen!" Some soul cultivators said quietly on the shore.

Their eyes flickered, and someone condensed the eyes of the heavenly soul and saw things thousands of kilometers away.

Only when these people were paying attention, there was a practitioner beside him who shook his head slightly.

This man is Leng Jiuxiao.

"Brother Leng, do you have another opinion?" This person was named Cheng Youming, a talented soul in the contemporary soul school.

"This Xiao Yun is extraordinary. It is estimated that the black cloud maggot will be unlucky." Leng Jiuxiao frowned and said.

With the eyes of Tianhun, he also saw the scene in the heart of the lake.

Although Heiyun has a few more monks, he doesn't think he can deceive more.

At the beginning, he saw Xiao Yun's extraordinaryness in the Fuyun Mountains!

"Oh!" Wen Yan said, a hint of curiosity appeared in the corner of Cheng Youming's mouth, his eyes narrowed, staring at the lake in front of him.

"Is Xiao Yun so powerful?"

"Brother Huicheng, this Xiao Yun is indeed a personal character." Next, a disciple of Soul Sect said.

This person also went to the Fuyun Mountains.

Seeing the expressions of Leng Jiuxiao and others so solemn, the disciples of Soul Zong also showed a look of curiosity.

At this moment, in the heart of the lake, the disciples of Hei Yunzhang and Wu Zong all burst out.

Between the two parties, it seems that they have reached a state of stern tension.

"Are you retreating or not?" One of the young men in Hei Yunzhang took a step and said coldly and quietly in front of the boat.

This monk has sharp eyes and is the strongest among these people.

The name of this man is Wu Zheng. His robe danced and hunted in the heart of the lake, and the howling wind howled, which seemed to tear the void.

Heiyunyu, this is an extremely ancient force.

Although not as good as Wu Zong, it should not be underestimated.

"You're playing with fire!" Seeing Hei Yunxun's practitioners intensified instead, Xiao Yun's patience finally reached a limit. He stepped forward and stepped out of it.

A shocking breath of breath drifted into the clouds of those practitioners.

That kind of breath made those 37 practitioners frown slightly.

Obviously they are just a youth, but they feel that they are facing a beast from ancient times.

The chill that permeated Xiao Yun's eyes was frightening.

Hey, hey!

Xiao Yun moved step by step and moved forward.

Only momentarily, he was only ten meters away from the practitioners of the black cloud.

"Are you going to do it?"

In the distance, Cheng Zongming's eyes narrowed, revealing his face.

He wanted to see how strong this young man treated by Leng Jiuxiao was.

The people with dark clouds have lunar calendars on their faces.

Budo Yuba!

Xiao Yun stepped forward, and his eyebrows flickered, and the power of a vast field fell down.

When this power fell down, the dark clouded practitioner felt that if there was a mountain top, a strange power blessed him.

Then, that power began to invade them, restraining their true elements.

Under this restraint, the practitioners of Heiyunyu felt that their control over power was gradually weakening.

"What kind of power is this?" Suddenly, the practitioners of Heiyunyan were astonished.

That Wu Zheng and the young man just now, Wu Heng, both showed their solemn faces.

The strength of the martial arts field fell down, and Xiao Yun took the opportunity.

Boom Finger!

Xiao Yun pointed out, and shot directly at Nawu.

brush!

Refers to the flash of light, and a cold air permeates some.

The coldness contained the breath of heaven and earth, and the lines were diffused before spreading out. The void began to condense ice crystals. Then, Wu Zheng and Na Wuheng felt that cold had penetrated into the body. .

The kind of chill actually started to freeze the true elements in their bodies.

"It's so cold!" At that moment, that Wu Zheng shuddered and his eyes were frightened.

Dark clouds kill!

Frightened, the black sign shot, and the whole body was covered with black stripes, turning into a dark cloud.

Dark clouds linger, resisting in front, and there are still black lines on it, and they begin to absorb the cold air.

Dark Cloud Volume!

At this time, that Wu Heng also shot, and he evolved into a dark cloud, turning into a cyclone agitating towards Xiao Yun.

Like a hurricane, this cyclone seems to swallow everything up.

This is the magical power of Heiyunyu.

This Wu family is a very strange race that can control the air of cloud and sky.

brush!

After this supernatural power evolved, Nawu Zheng shook his palm, and a spear pierced through the black cloud.

The flash of guns was extremely fast, making people indefensible.

"Icebound!" Xiao Yun's eyes were cold, and in the sea, an extremely cold air permeated.

There are cold lines pervading the Bingyu Wuhun.

After the cold lines pervaded, the entire sky seemed to freeze.

That breath, the practitioners in the Yuanyuan infant kingdom dare not care.

The dark clouds evolved by Wu Zheng and Wu Heng were directly frozen.

That gun mang stopped still.

brush!

Then, Xiao Yun's palm shook, and Tian Yanji was in his hand, beheading towards that Wuheng.

The light flashed, and the broken arm flew across.

Wu Heng screamed, his face twisted with pain.

Then he saw his arms flying with bright splashes.

brush!

Xiao Yun's halberd made another move and cut to Nawu Zheng.

The light flashed, with a broken arm flying across, and the spear fell.

Only momentarily, the two quasi-yuan babies were taken away.

"Ah!" The scream screamed through the sky, and the sound of the scalp made people feel a hair after hearing it.

"Is my arm broken like this?" In the distance, Cheng Youming of the soul sect was shocked.

These are the two practitioners in Zhunyuan Infant Realm, and the magical power of Heiyunyu is also extraordinary.

Can it be so easily broken?

That looks nothing like a battle between fellow practitioners!

"Brother Wu!" Heiyun's practitioner exclaimed, his face full of fear.

This Wuzheng and Wu Heng are the strongest among them. Few people are comparable.

It was these characters who had their arm broken in an instant.

Such a scene is so shocking!

With a single blow, Xiao Yun did not continue his shot. He held Tian Yanji and leaned forward.

"Give that soul star grass out!" Xiao Yun said coldly, word by word.

"You ... you actually broke my arm, I'm going to fight with you!" I don't know, that Wu Heng is Lulu.

After a long drink, the whole body flashed with black light, and a rune spread out, condensing into a dark cloud in the void.

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An obscure wave permeated the breath.

In the void, the clouds stirred, as if the angry python swallowed down towards Xiao Yun.

That Wu Heng seemed to merge into the dark clouds, and seemed to be hidden inside, ready to give Xiao Yun a thunder.

In this way, many people seep through their hearts.

The lake was setting off a rough sea.

The rear Tianyou Hanlian and the black cloud repairer's boat were almost overturned.

The wave almost triggered the obscure waves in the lake's void.

Fortunately, the ban was at a high altitude, and the man shot at low altitude, and did not really trigger the ban.

"Sculpture of the worms!" Seeing the dark clouds agitating in the void and falling down towards him, the corner of Xiao Yun's mouth set off a cold arc, his eyebrows flashed, and a flame of heaven flashed out, and finally turned into a giant Seal.