The Patriarch of the Nine Dragons

"Yo, are you going to go together?"

Yuan Ming, who had originally looked at many human cultivators with sarcasm, couldn't help but see the movements of the man and the woman at the moment. He had already inquired about those two clearly.

Lieyang Temple's Li Tomb, and Moon God Palace's Han Luoying, in the entire human domain, are famous and talented figures.

The status of these two people is not much weaker than that of the silver bottle that Yuan Ming had just lost.

Only Yuan Ming knew that the two had suffered internal injuries as early as Shifang City. Later, they almost died because of the rescue of Xingchen. Now their injuries have only recovered by half.

Therefore, Yuan Ming did not have the slightest scruples, not to mention that with his strength, it is not impossible to fight one against two. His biggest trump card is the special power hidden in the waist.

With this kind of power, Yuan Ming believes that as long as it is not a strong person who really breaks through to the first-grade **** emperor, otherwise no one can defeat him. By surprise, even Jiang Yu will not be able to eat it.

Yuan Ming can be said to be invincible at the level of the demigod, and he can also understand the feelings of Li Han and the other party. It is out of necessity, and it can even be said to take the initiative to die.

For these human cultivators, Yuan Ming didn't have the slightest feeling of pity. If the silver bottle hadn't been tyrannical of its own strength, it would have already turned into a cold corpse at this moment.

Above the sky, Yuan Ming's white clothes fluttered, and he was a bit more chic than some human powers. Even if he looked straight at the pair of human men and women, there was a hint of overlooking.

Anyone can sense the weak aura of Li and Han, but no one can say anything more. Perhaps this is the last dignity of the human side.

"Anyone else going on?"

Yuan Ming moved his gaze away from the pair of men and women, and then scanned a circle of human cultivators. As long as his gaze swept over, the high-grade immortal cultivators such as Cheng Buran Hong Rang would all lower their heads subconsciously.

There was sadness and anger in the eyes of these human cultivators, and more helplessness and despair, especially when this opportunity was given by the evil spirit.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's get started!"

A trace of ruddy flashed across Li Muling's pale face, but there was a hint of coldness in his eyes. Hearing his voice, he nodded to Han Luoying beside him.

"What he can do with the stars, we may not be able to do it!"

As a female stream, Han Luoying had a strong desire to win. At this moment, after she said this, Li Muling felt proud.

As a genius in the Lieyang Temple, apart from Nangong Road, wherever Li Muling goes, he is the proud son of the stars holding the moon, even if he is here in the war spirit.

But since the guy named Xingchen arrived, he has snatched the limelight of their two great geniuses, and even no matter how they chased them, they couldn't catch up.

With those things done during the time of the stars, Li Muling asked himself that he could not do it, but at this time today, he was trying to do one thing, that is, to do his best to defeat the invincible Yuan Ming.

Even if this hope is extremely slim, the pair of genius men and women who came out of Lieyang Palace and Moon God Palace have their own tricks.

And they asked themselves that their desperate move was definitely not much worse than Yin Ping's stunt.

"Let this Yuan Ming have a look, is it because of his icy cold power, or is our Leng Yue Wushuang more powerful?"

Li Muling whispered, and then the cold breath on her body burst out instantly, Han Luoying beside her did not neglect, a round of bright white meniscus, I don't know when it was already high above her head.

"Lengyue, Wushuang!"

Han Luoying's voice, which seemed to be admonishment, was about to come out, and then the cold air on Li Muling's body seemed to be drained instantly, and his face became paler, like a dead person.

However, everyone felt the coldness of the moon, named Leng Yue Wushuang, but took a breath of cold air, because it was almost the same as the power of the silver bottle Thunder before fusing the blood.

If you have to judge a rank for this technique, I am afraid it is already in the category of god-level pulse skills, even if it is Mojiang and Shegui over there, the expressions are a bit solemn.

"Sure enough, you can't underestimate the geniuses of these top human sects!"

Mo Jiang sighed with emotion, but Medog on the side was silent. He suddenly discovered that under his own hands, he might not really be the opponent of Li Han during his heyday.

"Damn it, how could these two half-dead people explode with such a powerful force?"

Yuan Ming, who had originally been staring at the two geniuses with pride, his face became a little unsightly.

Because he suddenly discovered that with his cultivation in the Demigod Realm, he was not too sure to block the crescent moon.

I thought that these two great human geniuses were just the end of the battle, but I didn't expect that under this desperate situation, they could reach such a level. Did those two guys even lose their cultivation foundation?

At this moment, both Yuan Ming and other onlookers could sense the extremely weak state of Li Muling and Han Luoying, and their whole body power seemed to be drawn into that cold moon.

No one could have imagined that Li Muling from the Lieyang Palace and Han Luoying from the Moon God Palace could work together in such a tacit agreement. It is no longer as simple as one plus one equals two.

Many people don't actually know the relationship between Li and Han, and they secretly studied pulse techniques together, and finally developed this fusion pulse technique, which can be regarded as their killer.

It's just that this kind of stunt can only be performed once, even in the heyday of the two, once they can't defeat the enemy after performing it, then they will fall into a period of extreme weakness.

Because that not only emptied their whole body veins, but even the power of their souls, including the power of their ancestral veins, was also an excessive consumption.

Consuming such a great skill, the power is naturally far from comparable to the advanced pulse skills of the immortal rank, comparable to the Leng Yue Wushuang who is a first-grade **** emperor. At this moment, he has firmly locked on the extremely ugly face of the ten thousand magic forest powerhouse .

"Want to hurt me, dream!"

There was a roar in Yuan Ming's mouth, followed by a gleam of white crystal light, which swept out from his waist, making Jiang Yu who was far away could not help but look desperate.

Ding!

As if a clear sound of golden and iron clinking, the white ice crystal struck again, and the result was no different from before.

The seemingly powerless Leng Yue Wushuang didn't hold on to even a breath, it fell apart.

Wow!

The broken voice of the white cold moon seemed to have caused Li Touling and Han Luoying's last breath, and they looked helplessly at each other.

Even if they knew the result for a long time, the two geniuses were still a little unwilling. What they had thought before was that if Yuanming could only use such a tyrannical method once?

Now it seems that the power in the white ice crystals can't be used up several times.

With this powerful hole card of almost the second and third rank Xianzun, Yuan Ming is almost invincible.

Unless it is someone who has reached the real first-grade **** emperor can use that powerful pulse energy to crush, otherwise as long as Yuan Ming sacrifices that power, cultivators below the **** emperor level should not want to retreat.

Fortunately, Yuan Ming seemed to feel a little heartache once again losing the strength of the white ice crystals. After the explosion of Leng Yue, he immediately retracted the ice crystals, and then coldly looked at the man and the woman who barely suspended in the air.

"You guys, what else can you say?"

Yuan Ming didn't feel ashamed with the help of external force. Instead, he looked down at the two great geniuses over there, sensing the weak and extremely weak aura of the other side, and suddenly a murderous intent appeared in his heart.

"It's just a rough bag relying on the strength of others, what's so good about?"

Han Luoying's body was extremely weak, but she was reluctant to accept it. Hearing her sneer, Li Muling who was next to her could not help but frown for a few days.

At this time, to irritate Yuan Ming, isn't he seeking his own way? Although Li Muling's heart was also extremely angry, what he valued more was the life of his lover.

"The dying person, it's okay to say something happy!"

Yuan Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, and the killing intent on his body was no longer concealed, and he burst out in an instant, so that not only Li Han's face changed drastically, but Jiang Yu spoke out directly.

"We have surrendered this battle!"

Jiang Yu knew the identities of those two. If they really died here today, even if they were in the war spirit, he would not be able to eat and walk around, so he had to speak.

"Give up? Did I agree?"

I don't know that Yuan Ming, who has just fallen off Jiang Yu's voice, has already been attacked by anger. He no longer wants to make those unnecessary gestures. His mouth sneered, and the hearts of all the human practitioners sank.

Strictly speaking, this can be regarded as the second round of the battle, and although Jiang Yu is the leader of the human side, he has no right to interfere in this ongoing battle.

There is no fear of life and death in the battle match, even if one party admits defeat, as long as it does not escape the range of the battle match, the other party has a reason to chase after it, just like Yuan Ming at this moment.

Looking at the state of Li and Han, where is the strength to escape Yuan Ming's poisonous hand?

A group of human cultivators are extremely anxious, and the two great geniuses at the end of the arrogant crossbow, it is estimated that they will be more fortunate.

"Well, being able to die together is not a bad thing!"

Li Muling turned his head to the side, seeming to know his next ending, he stroked Han Luoying's hair with some affection.

As soon as this remark came out, the fear in the latter's heart seemed to diminish somewhat.

No one is not afraid of death. Don't look at Han Luoying's anger just now, but when things happen, she is also a woman after all.

But after listening to Li Muling's words, she suddenly discovered that everything was no big deal.

A fatal attack, just around the corner!