As soon as this figure appeared, an astonishing aura erupted, comparable to a powerful man with a ninth level of quasi-magic power.

At the same time, some people also recognized his origin and immediately showed a look of horror on their faces.

"Wen...Wen...Huang Kunshan, the lord of Wenhao City, his image clone actually came here."

"Now, the Blood Refining Master is in trouble. Huang Kunshan is a peak powerhouse at the eighth level of magical powers. Even the image clone has an amazing strength."

"I don't know how the Blood Refining Young Master will face it next? Huang Kunshan is not easy to deal with!"

"However, I'm even more curious about what kind of performance Huang Kunshan will behave after he learns of the identity of the Blood Refining Young Master."

...

Looking at the figures in the air, the people were crowded with people showing anticipation.

"You...who are you? Deputy City Lord Ma and the others?"

Seeing Mo Qingyun in front of him, Huang Kunshan's image clone showed a look of surprise and questioned Mo Qingyun in a cold tone.

He handed over this astrological constellation and sky network to Ma Daiping. Now there is no sign of Ma Daiping and others, but there is a boy from Tiangang Realm who wants to collect the astrological constellation and sky network. This situation is really abnormal.

"The image clone of a strong person with the peak cultivation level of the eighth level of magical power!"

Looking at the image clone in front of him, Mo Qingyun's expression condensed, and a sense of vigilance appeared in his eyes, and he thought to himself: "This image clone appeared because I touched the astrological constellation trapped in the sky. It seems that it should be the image clone of the master of the astrological constellation trapped in the sky. Wenhao City has the peak cultivation level of the eighth level of supernatural powers, only the city lord of Wenhao City, Huang Kunshan, then, he should be the image clone of Huang Kunshan."

After thinking about it, Mo Qingyun quickly learned about the other party's identity and a sense of vigilance arose in his heart.

Huang Kunshan, the city lord of one of the top ten holy cities, has the peak cultivation level of the eighth level of magical powers, which shows his extraordinaryness.

Immediately, Mo Qingyun stopped hesitating, and his body retreated almost to keep a distance from Huang Kunshan.

"Young Master!"

While Mo Qingyun kept his distance from Huang Kunshan, Ronghou and others came to his side and protected him in the middle.

"Two powerful men with eighth level of magical powers, and several powerful men with seventh level of magical powers!"

Seeing Rong Hou and others in front of him, Huang Kunshan's image clone expression immediately changed, and a shock arose in his heart, and he soon thought of a possibility.

Ma Daiping and the others may have died and were killed by these people in front of them.

"You killed Ma Daiping and the others?"

Thinking of the fate of Ma Daiping and others, Huang Kunshan's image clone's expression became cold and glared at Mo Qingyun and others with cold eyes.

"Yes, you should be Huang Kunshan, the lord of Wenhao City, right?"

Mo Qingyun did not hide the question about Huang Kunshan’s image clone, as such a thing could not be concealed.

Furthermore, now that Rong Hou and others have come to his side, he doesn't need to be afraid of Huang Kunshan's image clone.

On the contrary, Mo Qingyun thought in his mind that taking this opportunity to destroy Huang Kunshan's image clone should have caused some injuries.

"Boy, you dare to kill the people from Wenhao City, seeking death!"

It was confirmed from Mo Qingyun that Ma Daiping and others were killed. Huang Kunshan's image clone suddenly had a gloomy expression and raised his hand to bang Mo Qingyun and others.

The Great Destroyed Thunder Palm!

A terrifying thunder lightning condensed on the palm of Huang Kunshan's image clone, flashing dazzling lights, as if they were about to break the sky.

At this moment, under the thunderous thunder, the light of heaven and earth became bright and dark, making people feel awe of it.

Once the thunder palm was completed, it rose into the air and pressed down on Mo Qingyun and others like a blocking the sky and the sun.

Xuanming Yin and Yang Sword, the eagle strikes the sky!

Faced with the powerful attack of Huang Kunshan's image clone, Rong Hou and others did not dare to hesitate, and immediately took out the long sword and slashed it out in the air.

Two sword lights of Yin and Yang immediately gathered into an eagle and were about to welcome the Thunder Palm.

Bang bang bang bang...

The eagle sword light hit the palm of Thunder, and immediately loud noises made, and the impact made the fire erupt.

Bang, bang, bang...

But after the thunder palm touched the sword light, the power of explosion continued to explode, destroying the resisting sword lights.

Soon, the sword lights cut by Rong Hou and others dissipated little by little in the air under the strong bombardment of the Thunder Palm.

Fortunately, after Rong Hou and others took action to resist, the power of the Thunder Palm was weakened a lot.

But even so, the power of this Thunder Palm is still terrifying.

Xuanming Yin and Yang Sword, ride the wind and waves!

Seeing the Thunder Palm that was still approaching, Rong Hou did not dare to hesitate at all, and immediately took action to resist it again.

With the full force of Rong Hou and others, they finally blocked the remaining power of the Thunder Palm.

Huang Kunshan's image clone was not concerned about his palm being blocked, and smiled indifferently: "I still have some skills, but with this skill alone, you will be buried with Deputy City Lord Ma and the others today."

"Huang Kunshan, you are wrong. Today we are not burying Ma Daiping and the others with you, but your image clone is going to accompany Huang Wenbao and the others."

Mo Qingyun smiled dissatisfiedly at the words of Huang Kunshan's image clone and refuted.

Then, Mo Qingyun pinched his hands and condensed a mini light door.

Seal the door, seal me!

As soon as the sealed door was completed, Mo Qingyun blasted it out without hesitation and blasted it towards the clone of Huang Kunshan's image.

"Hmph! I don't know how to comply with my abilities. A boy with Tiangang's cultivation level will also be matched with me!"

Regarding Mo Qingyun's attack, Huang Kunshan's image clone showed contempt, and his eyes showed disdain and ridicule.

In his opinion, Mo Qingyun's move at this moment was like shaking a tree with a slight swaying a flock.

After saying that, Huang Kunshan's image clone waved his hand, trying to break the sealed door lightly.

Seeing Huang Kunshan's clone's actions, Rong Hou and others sneered, with ridicule and pride in their eyes.

Is the Seal Gate so easy to crack?

Puff!

At present, under the ridicule of Ronghou and others, the seal gate strongly blasted into Huang Kunshan's body of the image segment and began to seal the operation of the Yuan power and soul in his body.

Sealed by the sealed gate, the momentum of Huang Kunshan's image clone immediately became weaker.

Not only that, the solidity of his image clone gradually faded.

"How...how is this happening? My cultivation level..."

Sensing the decline of his own cultivation, Huang Kunshan's image clone immediately showed a sense of panic.

This situation was beyond his expectations.

The attack of a boy with a cultivation level in Tiangang not only hurt him, but also sealed his image clone cultivation.

This scene has already revealed his understanding. Can people with Tiangang Realm have this ability?

Then, Huang Kunshan influenced his clone's cultivation and fell to the late stage of the seventh level of magical power under his horror.

"Mr. Rong, take action!"

At present, when Huang Kunshan's image clone was panicked, Mo Qingyun showed a cold expression on his face and explained to Rong Hou and others.

"Yes, young master!"
Chapter completed!