At this moment, there was still nearly half the distance from the stars set by the leader of the Star Alliance.
And Fang Yu and Lin Batian both sensed the breath coming from behind.
There are two breaths in total, extremely strong, and they are approaching at a very fast speed.
"Wow!"
Fang Yu's heart moved, and Xing Yuzhou, who was galloping forward, stopped immediately.
"Just wait for them to come over." Fang Yu turned around, facing the back, smiling.
"It's most likely to be a member of the Open Mountain Alliance." Lin Batian said, standing beside him, frowning slightly.
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"Fang Yu stopped."
On the flywheel stage, Zhenlong looked cold and said coldly.
"It seems that we have found us." Bao Lei said, squinting his eyes slightly, "Moreover, he seemed very confident and decided to stop and wait for us to come forward..."
"He really thought he was invincible!? How dare to be so arrogant!" Zhenlong roared with cold killing intent flashing in his eyes.
Bao Lei put his hands around his chest, frowned slightly, and said, "Perhaps, he is not alone on the Xingyu Boat."
"So what? As long as it is Fang Yu's companion, we have to kill!" Zhenlong said angrily.
"Wow!"
The thunder did not speak, but the flywheel rushed forward, not slowing down by half.
At this moment, although thunderstorms think a lot, it doesn't make much sense.
Because the leader has issued an order, asking him to join forces with Zhenlong to punish Fang Yu.
He felt that there was not enough manpower, and he felt that he should be more cautious.
However, the leader has made the reason very clear, and he cannot disobey the order.
Today, there is only one way to go.
That is to catch up and have a desperate fight with Fang Yu!
Victory can get everything.
And failure... will cost your life!
Baolei never wanted to bet his life, but now... he has no choice.
"call out!"
The flywheel was extremely fast, and soon appeared within the field of vision of Xingyuzhou where Fang Yu was located.
Both sides have seen where the other side is.
"coming."
Lin Batian flexed his muscles, twisted his neck, and said with a smile: "The other party is two people, so we happen to be one of us."
Fang Yu squinted slightly and looked forward.
It's a flywheel, and it's a very small flywheel.
However, the two auras exuding from the flywheel are stronger than the opponents they have encountered in the past.
Probably... They are two strong men in the late stage of the earth fairy!
That's what Li Huoyu said about the Three Source Land Immortal!
"They are the late stage of the Earth Immortal, are you sure?" Fang Yu looked at Lin Batian and asked.
"Of course, with so many dark creatures in the Land of Omens of Death, I have already experienced hundreds of battles. It's just an immortal..." Lin Batian raised his brows and said.
"Wow!"
The flywheel platform stopped not far from Xingyuzhou where Fang Yu and the other two were.
At this time, the barrier on the flywheel platform disappeared, revealing two figures.
It is the two heavenly kings of Thunder and Zhenlong!
"boom!"
At this moment, the shadow of the dragon flickered behind Zhenlong, exuding bursts of crimson aura.
There were waves of thunder power flashing around the body of the storm, and the aura continued to rise, making it unusually powerful.
This is the second of the eight heavenly monarchs second only to the leader in the Open Mountain Alliance!
"Fang Yu... You really did not act alone."
The Thunder stared at Fang Yu, glanced at Lin Batian again, and said with squinting eyes.
"That's just right, you two are also." Fang Yu smiled.
"You should know our identity." The Thunder said in a deep voice.
"Of course, I know the person next to you more clearly. I can tell from the breath on his body. He should be the eight-yuan gentleman. What is his name... Zhenlong Tianjun, right?" Fang Yu smiled and looked. Xiang Zhenlong said.
The breath on Zhenlong's body is indeed very obvious.
The breath of the dragon race, coupled with the monstrous blood evil spirit.
Basically, it is equivalent to an enhanced version of eight yuan.
After Zhen Long heard Fang Yu's words, his murderous aura was even more terrifying!
"boom!"
His aura became stronger, his eyes locked on Fang Yu, his eyes gleaming fiercely.
Eight yuan made him feel extremely humiliated.
And now, the smile on Fang Yu's face is undoubtedly the ultimate humiliation to him!
He can't stand it at all!
"Eight Yuan is a waste. He has nothing to do with me. When I kill you, I will clean the door myself and let that waste thing die without a burial place!" Zhenlong gritted his teeth.
"There is no need to do this. With your cruel temperament, how can you cultivate a truly loyal subordinate?" Fang Yu raised his eyebrows, "No matter how you say Eight Yuan is your disciple, you don't need to save him. Want to kill him? It's too much, I can't see it."
"Ahhh... Thunder, leave Fang Yu to me, I must slaughter him personally! Definitely!" Zhenlong's anger in his chest was like a gunpowder bucket, exploding at one point!
He looked up to the sky and roared, his murderous aura burst out, and the crimson dragon shadow behind him instantly expanded several times.
"It's still a sly dragon... It's just that the origin of this sly dragon is much stronger than that of Ba Yuan." Fang Yu said in his heart, "The origin of the sly dragon in Ba Yuan is probably only a small part of it."
It's just... No matter how powerful the wicked dragon is, it is always just a wicked dragon.
As long as it is a dragon clan, it will be completely suppressed by Fang Yu's dragon origin.
And this kind of suppression on the blood of the same race is almost insoluble.
"Are you sure you want to fight with me, don't choose the one next to him, he seems to be a little easier to fight, right?" Fang Yu pointed to Lin Batian next to him and asked.
"I'm going to kill you!" Zhenlong has completely lost his mind, it seems that his entire brain is occupied by violence and anger.
"boom!"
He faced Fang Yu's place with both palms out.
"Boom!"
A crimson, super powerful magic energy containing the power of the wicked dragon's origin, struck across the dark starry sky.
"Wow!"
Fang Yu took Xing Yuzhou back in an instant, and then raised his right palm.
"bass!"
The Spirit Devouring Jue was in motion, and a huge red light vortex immediately formed in front of his palm.
"This is the actual combat application of the Spirit Devouring Jue." Fang Yu said to Lin Batian on the side.
"Boom!"
The magic energy completely blasted above the red light vortex, and the breath exploded.
But the red light vortex released a powerful suction force, directly absorbing these magical energy containing the aura of destruction.
"Swish swish..."
A large amount of violent aura entered Fang Yu's meridians and rushed, bursting into muffled noises.
Seeing this scene, Lin Batian on the side opened his mouth, his face was shocked, and he said, "Lao Fang, you... You are really not a human being. This is a self-harming technique. Fortunately, I can't learn it either. ."
"It's okay, it's just that you look a little scary from the sidelines, but in fact... it doesn't feel much to me." Fang Yu said lightly.
Lin Batian looked at Fang Yu blankly for a few seconds, and indeed felt Fang Yu's aura rising.
And the source of the increase in breath is obvious... it is the super magic power that Zhenlong just blasted over.
This kind of supernatural powers that can directly absorb the method blasted by the opponent in the battle can be used for oneself... It is really unheard of, unseen.
The impact on the senses is too strong.