"Xiang Qianyu, the leader of the fourth young master of Dayu, the nine-turn martial arts is stronger than my ghostly ghosts, and he was actually bombarded by him. This kind of martial arts strength is definitely at the level of the Martial King, and it is not something that I can fight against."

The Ghost Young Master, his eyes flashed, and when he raised his palm, the red handkerchief was shattered in his slender jade-like snow fingers. His weak five fingers suddenly closed and burst out with extremely powerful force: "Retreat!"

The little ghosts who supported him were all short and trembled under this force. At this time, they seemed to show the strength of the Ghost Young Master. They are one of the four young masters of the Dayu, the top genius of the Ghost Square clan, and not the delicate and sick young master.

In the astonished eyes, they quickly turned into a black dragon, turned around and fled, crossing the world, like a martial arts bridge, one end of death, the other end of life, and the other end of life, spreading thousands of miles.

This is just a formation of light dragged out at a rapid speed, not a real miles. It shows how powerful the speed of martial arts is, and how resolutely he abandons death and pursues life, just like witnessing the panic of the gods like a dog that is stranded.

"Ghostly, I don't know the great god. I hope Mr. Xiao will be proud of his own hands. When I return to the tribe, I must give a generous gift and apologize myself."

The Ghost Young Master's voice transmission came from afar, and he was extremely humble and echoed in the Kun Demon Division.

Xiang Qianyu's defeat seemed to have taken away his fighting spirit. In contrast, the deaths of Donghuang Guyi and Shi Pojun were nothing because he was confident that he could defeat them.

"Ghost Master, the Fourth Master of Dayu, ranks second, the peerless genius of Wuzong Realm, fled from Kun Demon Division in panic, as if the young man was a fierce beast, opened his bloody mouth and wanted to swallow him without leaving any bone residue."

Xing Guxuan and other older generation strong men were stunned: "This is too courageous. The Ghost Master is not as handsome as Xiang Qianyu. It is also a pity that he ranks second in the fourth young master of Dayu, and is even more above Xing Luohen. Are you not afraid of insulting the reputation of the Ghost Square clan?"

"He returns to the tribe, will the Ghost King let him go?"

They knew how strong the King of Ten Thousand Ghosts of the Ghost Clan was. They led the Ghost Clan to rise for a short time and entered the four major tribes. They not only rely on the strength of commanding other ghost kings, but also ruthless.

"But Mr. Gui is the most savvy guy among the four masters of Dayu. He has a martial spirit and soul, and has thousands of ears. He has one ear to see the world, one ear to see the eight wildernesses, and a thousand ears to listen to one world. He is good at listening to crises and evil deeds."

They thought again.

"He will not regard the Kun Demon Tribe as a death place for no reason, and regard the Guifang Clan as a living place. An ordinary person's thought must be a thousand and calculus in his mind. His choice is most likely the most correct."

"This means that Xiao Nan is really scary. He is the peerless genius Wu Zong, who has a lot of ghost-mindedness, is going to kneel down and worship. They are the person who can't afford to offend such an old guy!"

My heart trembled suddenly; "It seems that we should retreat and get along with Xiao Nan, but now that we have made enemies and will never stop, is there still room for relief?"

After all, the Ghost Young Master did not take action at Xiao Nan, and there was room for ease of relief, so he could turn around and retreat. When they reached this point, they would admit their mistakes, accept their mistakes, and lower their heads. Can they let go of their past grudges?

"You're smart."

As they expected, the boy smiled and did not pursue the ghost young master. He waved his hand and shook off the blood dust of the third prince of the Donghuang Ancient Clan of the Donghuang Ancient Clan, and turned to kill them violently.

"But everyone else has to die, no one is left."

The spiritual array seals, like stars condensed to the extreme, flowing with martial arts power condensed behind them, arranged mysterious patterns, and released the array light like hair that interwoven into the sky of the Kun Demon Division at an extremely fast speed to make the spirit array tremble.

"Spiritual Array Master!"

Their eyes were like a mirror shattering, which was the sound of heart tearing, shocking and trembling. Not only were there Shiyun brothers and sisters on the young side, but there were also the young hostile Daewoo giants.

Their already heavy hearts seemed to be destroyed by the peerless divine fist: "This is impossible. A small ant actually has such skills. Today is surprising, why do they still destroy their divine hearts?"

The body swayed slightly to the edge of the spiritual array, and there was an invisible formation force bounced hard. When it collided with the origin of Wuzong, it was completely trapped in the spiritual array used by the young man. This spiritual array had an astonishing imprisonment force to replace the Kun Demon Array.

"The young man is not only a martial artist in the Wuzong realm, but also has the cultivation of the peerless Wuzong. He is also a spiritual formation master. Based on the number of spiritual formation seals, he is also a mysterious seventh-grade spiritual formation master. He is an extremely rare dual cultivation of formation and martial arts!"

"Dual cultivation of formation and martial arts!"

These four words are too heavy, higher than the sky and thicker than the earth. They are like the accumulation of billions of mountains and suppress them in their hearts, making them breathless. The proud Wu Xin also fell into the abyss at this moment, just like a reptile looking up at the height of the nine heavens.

It's so crazy, so terrible, so incredible. They have never seen such a shocking thing in their practice... This kind of formation power will never be mistaken, but they try hard to ignore it, but it's like the brightest star in the night. In the endless eternal night, they can only be bathed in the stars.

The boy's feeling of mastering the world was invisible and authentic. He was connected together by thousands of means and presented it to his eyes. With a thought, he could do something to them according to the terrain. Only the legendary spiritual array master could do it.

The young man, a fifteen-year-old seventh-grade spiritual formation master, can be attracted by the top imperial clan just by this identity, and become an existence they cannot afford to provoke. Moreover, he also has extremely evil martial arts cultivation qualifications and strength.

Such people are rare in nine days. They actually offended, provoked, and wanted to rob him! The Dayu tribe is extremely closed, but they also know that the power of alchemists and formation Taoist masters is a rare and precious existence even in the entire Yuding Realm. The spiritual formation master is even the king of formation Taoist masters.

"Clam!"

The origin of Wuzong, transforming the shape of Wuyuan, is extremely powerful. It kills a lot of the power of formation and removes this impact force, but it still shakes, dizzy, chaotic Wu Nian, and turbulent soul aura.

"We were blocked. He used the spiritual array seal and the spirit array he released entered the earth level. He was not under the Kun Demon Array. He was so evil. Today he really kicked the iron plate, which is comparable to offending the Heavenly King."

This is just a moment of effort, and it will not have a huge impact, so it will stabilize its body. However, when the warriors have a confrontation, one thought is life and death. How can there be a way out between life and death?

The boy had no idea of ​​letting them go alone. He didn't leave any of them and wanted to kill them all. At this time, he used his formation cultivation and killed them in the back. The spiritual formation was just a means to stop them from escaping! “Die.”

The boy was like the real Thunder God King, who turned into the Thunder God Tiger, showing his might. Those people fell before they could wake up. When they died, they glared at their eyes, still unable to believe: "Are they dead like this?"

"Isn't that just how I die!"

Their eyes were attracted by the agile silver light, and it was the young man who brought the earth bear to travel forward at a rapid speed, as flexible as a bird, plundering and taking away the lives of warriors, but the momentum of martial arts was sublimating.

It is like the master Xiao Nan, who is more courageous and stronger as the battle is fought. It is the weakest existence when it is born. In a blink of an eye, in an instant, it may transform. When we meet again, we will find that it is extremely powerful and irresistible.

This kind of feeling is helpless. Perhaps it can only be said in one sentence. Some people are born as the lord of heaven and earth, and cannot be provoked by ordinary people.

"As he said!"

"In his eyes, there is no difference between a Wuzong and a group of Wuzong. There is no difference between a peerless Wuzong and a martial artist at the first level of Yuanling!"

Meng Yanqing and the others gradually felt despair.

How much life and death can a warrior divide into one thought?

How many people in the Dayu world can influence their thoughts. What will happen to warriors who are not as strong as theirs?

The young man is a real monster. He not only has the strength to sweep the Martial Sect realm, but also a spiritual formation master and a real formation and martial arts dual cultivation! “Xing Guxuan, are you afraid now? Is it too late to retreat? Your nine-star blood-refining path, refine my divine blood into pills, break my martial bones, come on.”

Xing Guxuan and his team trembled slightly, and their hearts were about to retreat, but it was completely too late. Amid the sound of the warriors, the young man landed in front of him like thunder. His hands were as big as a mountain. The God of Fighting Heaven decided to destroy all his star martial arts, piled up his neck, and lifted him up: "Continue to be arrogant."

"This kid also has an extremely terrifying battle. He can release it in the form of a palm to suppress the enemy's martial arts, which is also a ground-level martial art."

The young man's body was surrounded by the Fighting Star Sword, and the light of the stars gathered into a magic sword, destroying all the close martial arts, making him look like an immortal god of war.

Xing Guxuan struggled wildly, constantly releasing blood-colored starlights. The starlights formed elixir-like stars. Each one seemed like a real star world, containing evil and violent martial arts power. With the power of his slaughter, he was refined into a blood pill, and could fight against enemies and practice.

At this time, it was useless. It was blocked by the young man's Star Die Jue and was absorbed by violent force, like an invisible claw pulling his body, twisting it into an extremely twisted form, which shocked Xing Guxuan torn apart: "Don't kill me!"

"The young man has not mastered much martial arts. The Chaos God's Fist is not his only martial arts at all!"

Only then did people's faces pale. Xing Guxuan, such an evil peerless Wuzong, was directly controlled by the young man, and he didn't even notice when he was controlled.

"Xing Guxuan, who was very arrogant in the past, why was he captured?"

Shi Yun and his brother stood there as if they were stupid, while Xiang Qianyu, who was turning back in the place, was also frozen in the air, with his eyes so shocked, except for the third sister in Baiyi Shengxue, who smiled gently and her hair was flying: "She has always been capable of junior brother. If she doesn't make a sound, she will make a big splash."

"I, Xing Guxuan, was blind and deaf, saw the gods wrongly, had eyes but no beads, and heard the wind and rain wrongly, I didn't know that you are the king of destiny, so I beg you to dig my eyes and cut my ears, and I just want to spare me a bad life and not die."

Xing Guxuan, who was controlled by his life, had a very humble attitude, like a pug, his voice trembling, his old face twitching, like a chrysanthemum wrinkled, laughing, and crying, which was really ugly.

People were surprised: "Xing Guxuan, did he beg for mercy so humbly?"

"The peerless Wuzong has been practicing hard for a hundred years, and he has some backbone. What's more, the great elder who Xing Guxuan holds the power of the Xingchen Tribe is not at all kind to the warriors he falls into. He is extremely cruel and vicious in the eyes of the people of Dayu, and he is always strong and arrogant, but he is actually so fragile."

The changes of Xing Guxuan were very contrasting, which made them very surprised for a moment.
Chapter completed!