On the occasion of Yan Chuan's conversation with Meng Rongrong!
Meng Wenruo and his wife are paying homage to Meng Ziqiu. WWw, QUAbEn-XIAoShUo, cOm
At the same time, on another mountain top, Wang Jian also started to kill!
"Moan!"
The sword light soared to the sky, murderous.
In the valley, Su Sanniang frowned.
"Don't worry, it's Wang Jian!" Meng Wenruo shook his head.
Su Sanniang nodded and stopped paying attention, but once again worshipped Mencius.
In the distance, the sound of killing suddenly stopped. Murderous aversion.
Meng Wenruo turned his head and looked away when his murderous aura was condensed.
"Let's go, Wang Jian should have stayed alive, I want to see who wants to deal with the little girl!" Meng Wenruo said solemnly.
"Yeah!" Su Sanniang nodded.
The two stepped towards the distant mountain.
In the distance, a hilltop place.
Wang Jian, Jin Dayu, Feng Yin and Yang coldly looked around in front of them.
On the earth, there were about three thousand corpses, fragmented and bloody, staining the snow-white earth red.
Wang Jian grabbed his sword and coldly watched a dark shadow go away in the distance.
"call out!"
In a blink of an eye, another group of figures flew quickly.
The leader is Zhao Xianzhi of the Great Buddha Heavenly Dynasty.
"Buddha of Immeasurable Life, this is Wang Jian from the Great Zhen Dynasty? Why do you want to kill my courtier?" Zhao Xianzhi said with a gloomy expression.
"It turns out that the man behind the scenes is the Great Buddha Heaven? Xianzhi Zhao, don't you remember the pain two hundred years ago?" Jin Dayu suddenly interjected.
Prophet Zhao looked at Jin Dayu. His face suddenly sank.
More than two hundred years ago, the Tianjizong planned to create a god. The heroes of the world rushed to the North Shenzhou. In the end, Kong Moke returned without success. After running to Yanjing, Luo Hua Liushui was killed by Dazhen's officials. During that battle, Zhao Xianzhi was also severely injured by Jin Dayu many times.
Enemies meet, especially jealous!
"The Lord of the Great Buddha, sent his courtiers to invite Meng Rongrong, but you waited indiscriminately to kill you. Today, no matter who it is, I must give me an explanation to the Great Buddha Heavenly Dynasty!" Zhao Xianzhi said coldly.
"Explain? You want to explain to your defeated general?" Jin Dayu said coldly in his eyes.
Wang Jian retreated at the right time and asked Jin Dayu to confront Prophet Zhao. After all, the two were already enemies.
"Jin Dayu, do you think it is still two hundred years ago?" Zhao Xianzhi said coldly.
While speaking, Xianzhi Zhao's whole body rushed forward, and suddenly exploded with several times the power of two hundred years ago!
The huge momentum also forced the snowflakes below to be rolled up in all directions.
"Boom!"
The huge momentum came to oppress Jin Dayu. Prophet Zhao clearly wanted to avenge his revenge two hundred years ago.
"Upper Void Realm, twelve levels?" Jin Dayu's pupils shrank.
Prophet Zhao's whole body, white light shining all over, looked very holy from a distance. When he probed his hand, Xianzhi Zhao had a small white bell in his palm.
Bell? Seeing the clock, Jin Dayu smiled.
Does anyone in the world dare to compare the clock with yourself
"Om!"
The golden divine emperor clock suddenly appeared, and suddenly a majestic momentum forced it towards Zhao Xianzhi.
"Jin Dayu, you didn't expect it, in these two hundred years, I have reached the twelfth level of the Supreme Void Realm, huh, the shame of the day, today, I will return the original number!" Zhao Xianzhi said coldly in his eyes.
"In just two hundred years, Xianzhi Zhao went from the sixth stage of the upper virtual realm to the twelfth stage? He also had a big adventure? In a short time, did he achieve great perfection on the virtual realm?" Feng Yinyang frowned.
Jin Dayu didn't care.
Two hundred years of adventure? How can you compare to yourself
Just as Jin Dayu stepped out, Meng Wenruo suddenly grabbed Jin Dayu's shoulder.
"Master Jin, show the enemy's weakness, entangle Prophet Zhao, and draw the big fish out!" Meng Wenruo said.
Jin Dayu frowned and finally nodded.
"when!"
Jin Dayu's divine emperor bell rang loudly and threw it to the sky.
The white clock in the hands of Prophet Zhao also threw a loud bang to the sky.
"boom!"
Two giant clocks collided.
"Om!"
Rolling sound waves impact each other, the sound waves of the Shenhuang Bell are golden, while the sound waves of the White Bell are pure white.
Not far away, Meng Wenruo narrowed his eyes.
"What kind of power is this? Haoran righteousness? No, it is more pure and holy than Haoran righteousness, why have you never heard of it before?" Meng Wenruo frowned.
"Boom!"
The emperor's bell was slightly better, and the white bell was suppressed fiercely.
"Huh?" Xianzhi Zhao's expression changed, and he stepped into the sky. In his hands, a large amount of white energy suddenly blasted straight into the white clock.
As soon as the white energy entered, the power of the white clock skyrocketed.
Jin Dayu's eyes narrowed slightly and again instilled some golden power.
Two bells contend, no one will let the same.
At this time, Wang Jian also had cold eyes and looked at the group of strong men brought by Prophet Zhao.
There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
"Moan!"
The bronze long sword shot straight away, and under a ray of blood, a cultivator was suddenly cut to pieces.
"Ah!" a group of cultivators exclaimed.
"call!"
Wang Jian slayed out, and the bronze long sword violently beheaded.
"Ah!" "Asshole!" "Kill him!"...
When a group of practitioners shouted. Wang Jian Jianfeng kept killing one cultivator after another.
"Om!"
A group of cultivators each had a white light like Prophet Zhao. As soon as the white light appeared, their strength skyrocketed, but if they soared again, how could they be stronger than Wang Jian
Although there are thousands of people, in front of Wang Jian, it is like harvesting grass and mustard.
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!
"Asshole, Wang Jian, stop!" Zhao Xianzhi suddenly exclaimed.
Would Wang Jian listen to him
In the constant beheading. Of course, Wang Jian didn't use his full strength, everyone was fishing, killing slowly, and waiting slowly.
Prophet Zhao was anxious.
Pushing the white clock in his hands also showed horror on his face.
The twelfth level of the Upper Void Realm, Zhao Xianzhi, the twelve level of the Upper Void Realm is a bit vacant, because it was forcibly promoted by Kong Moke, so naturally it is not the true 12th level of the Upper Void Realm.
But even so, it is more important than Upper Void Realm Eleven, why? Why did Jin Dayu soar in strength
"Prophet Zhao, how is it?" Jin Dayu said coldly.
Jin Dayu entangled Prophet Zhao so tightly that he couldn't get out of him for a while.
Seeing the death of each of his subordinates, Prophet Zhao's expression was extremely ugly: "Stop, the saint is just a talent like El. If you want Gnar to wait for your own use, you kill it again, and the saint will not forgive you!"
Love talent
In the distance, Meng Wenruo and Feng Yin and Yang looked at each other, and suddenly understood.
Meng Rongrong is just an introduction. Kong Moke wants to use Meng Rongrong to blackmail Meng Wenruo and then collect the great ministers? Instigate rebellion inside Dazhen
Meng Wenruo showed a trace of disdain! Obviously disdain for the clumsy tactics of Kong Moko.
Prophet Zhao said everything anxiously.
At this time, it happened that Yan Chuan walked out of the hall of Meiling's house.
The door closed, and Yan Chuan felt a panic in his heart. The guilt of Meng Rongrong made Yan Chuan feel depressed.
Suddenly heard a cry from a distance.
"Stop, the saint is just a talent for El, and I want Gnar to wait for his own use!"
In the distance, Xianzhi Zhao's words of digging a corner suddenly resembled a barrel of oil thrown into Yan Chuan's chest.
Yan Chuan's face suddenly rose up fiercely, as if he had found a place to vent his anger.
"Roar!" With a roar, Yan Chuan rushed away.
"Jin Dayu, get out of the way!" Yan Chuan shouted angrily during the flight.
In the distance, Jin Dayu was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly got out of shape.
"when!"
There was a loud bang, and the two clocks separated.
Xianzhi Zhao was stunned, and suddenly saw Yan Chuan rushing towards the distance with a fierce expression on his face.
Prophet Zhao was not angry but rejoiced.
Yan Chuan? Leaving Yenching, it is not as scary as before.
His own strength has skyrocketed, and if Yan Chuan is taken, everything will be solved.
"The white lotus bell rings!" Prophet Zhao moved suddenly.
"when!"
Around the white clock, a blossoming lotus suddenly appeared and rushed towards Yan Chuan.
Yan Chuan was angry at this moment, but he couldn't avoid it at all.
The probe hand punched, his face was fierce, and he smashed it. Before the person arrived, the murderous spirit went straight to Prophet Zhao.
The vast fist gang crashed on the white clock.
Xianzhi Zhao's face changed.
The power of the boxing gang even caused the surrounding space to overlap for a while.
"boom!"
The Bai Zhong broke apart in a blast, and the remaining power of his fist was not eliminated, and it slammed into Xianzhi Zhao.
"Impossible!" Xianzhi Zhao exclaimed.
"boom!"
Prophet Zhao, like a shooting star, was smashed by a fist and flew out.
When flying out, Xianzhi Zhao seemed to hear the sound of his own bones cracking.
"puff!"
Leaving a blood line, Prophet Zhao flew ten miles away.
"call!"
Suddenly a white figure appeared, blocking the direction of Xianzhi Zhao's flying, and grabbed the hand to stabilize Xianzhi Zhao whose bones were broken.
"Impossible, I am the twelfth level of the Upper Void Realm, no, impossible!" Zhao Xianzhi vomited blood, unable to accept the facts at this moment.
In the distance, Yan Chuan punched out, and the sullen in his heart seemed to be almost vented. The original irritability was much more comfortable at this moment.
But the subordinates of Prophet Zhao who were fighting Wang Jian all around stared blankly at the scene just now.
Punch? Flies with a punch? Lord Zhao is the twelfth level of the Upper Void Realm!
In the distance, it was Kong Moke with a cold face that received Prophet Zhao.
Kong Moke rescued Prophet Zhao, and a group of courtiers appeared behind him.
Kong Moke handed Prophet Zhao to his subordinates and looked at Yan Chuan in the distance coldly.
"Holy!" Prophet Zhao's subordinates suddenly shouted.
Then, the powerful people around Wang Jian immediately flew towards Kong Moke.
"Wang Jian, kill!" Yan Chuan shouted coldly.
"Yes!" Wang Jian responded with a cry.
"Moan!"
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...……
After Wang Jian's sword light passed, a huge meat grinder suddenly formed. A group of strong men was strangled and the sword energy trapped the surrounding strong men from fleeing.
"Ah!" "No!" "Help!"...
That group of strong men was anxious.
"Bold!" Kong Moke suddenly yelled in the distance. Stepping straight towards Wang Jian.
"Om!"
Yan Chuan also moved abruptly, and immediately stood in front of Wang Jian's battlefield and in front of Kong Moke.
"Huh!" Two hurricanes collided.
Kong Moke's figure halted, and the two emperors faced each other in the air. There was a fierce rage in each eye.
ps: Second, there will be at night!