Nine Sun God King

Yang Shiyue saw that Qin Yun was about to get up, quickly held his body and said, "You have a good rest, let me come!"

The flying black dragon is not very big, tens of meters long, with a terrifying dragon power, bursts of roar and rushed to Yang Shiyue.

Yang Shiyue saw the Black Dragon coming and brandished a crescent-like black sword spirit with his sword.

The sword qi is very dense. With a few brushes, many crescent sword qi is like a gust of wind, blocking the black dragon.

"This is the Black Dragon Martial Soul! This guy's Wu Soul is also the Black Martial Soul!" Qin Yun was shocked, worried about Yang Shiyue.

This black dragon is the martial spirit released by the old man. He suppressed the strength of the black dragon below the Lingwu Realm and could enter the ancient city of Budo.

And he did so in a very dangerous way. If Wu Hun was injured, he would most likely lose Wu Hun.

At this time, the seniors of the three sect gates came out, they were suspended in the air, watching the battle below.

After Yang Shiyue merged with the soul of Mingyue martial arts, he stepped into the martial arts Qizhong without saying, but also mastered some martial arts and magical powers, and his strength can be comparable to many powerful martial arts.

But now, she faced this dragon but played very hard.

Qin Yun rested for a moment, recovered some, and then took out the Xuanwang Cannon.

If Yang Shiyue continues to fight that black dragon, he will definitely be defeated.

He aimed at the Black Dragon with the Xuanwang Cannon, and then talked with Yang Shiyue.

"Sister Yang, I want to start!" Qin Yun said: "Be careful to avoid!"

After talking, his Xuanwang artillery shivered slightly and fired a flaming cannonball.

The shells hit the head of the black dragon very accurately!

The Black Dragon originally took off and chased Yang Shiyue, but after being bombarded with a cannon, it was blown to the ground by the force of the explosion.

Subsequently, Qin Yun fired several shells in a row, including Dao Dan in Budo Realm!

Boom Boom Boom...

A series of shocking explosions set off a large flying soil, making this area shrouded.

Suddenly Yang Shiyue felt that he still underestimated the power of Qin Yun's Xuanwang Cannon, and could actually beat the dragon so embarrassed.

"Want to run?" She found that the dragon was going to run and hurried over.

Yang Shiyuejiao drank, and the long sword in his hand also came out, condensing a strong black gas, and flew to the black dragon.

As the sword flew past, the ground below was also torn apart by a deep crack.

When the sharp long sword trembled, the black and cold breath that overflowed made the earth suddenly freeze a layer of frost.

Qin Yun was shocked by Yang Shiyue's icy and powerful force and could not help but shudder.

The dragon was stabbed and roared and landed on the ground!

Qin Yun flew over quickly, using the technique of soul refining to seal this black dragon in a relatively large soul bead!

The old man who released the Black Dragon Wuhun in the air suddenly looked pale, and his Wuhun was gone!

Originally, he thought that by releasing his Wuhun and controlling Wuhun to fight, he would definitely win.

It doesn't matter if you can't get out of town by then, just enter the battlefield to control the battlefield.

But now, that dragon was actually injured and caught by Qin Yun!

Yang Shiyue looked at the three old men in the air, and his voice was cold and full of murderous intent: "Do you think you can win us in the last game? Really naive!"

The three Jiuyangzongmen did think so.

Because they also saw that Qin Yun's helpers were gone, thinking that only Qin Yun and Yang Shiyue could be easily won.

But they underestimated the strength of Qin Yun and Yang Shiyue!

"Return my Wuhun to me! I am willing to tell you the secrets of the ancient city!" The old man who had taken Wuhun away was pale and ugly.

"Okay, tell me the secret of the ancient city first!" Yang Shiyue said.

"Come here, we will tell you quietly! There may be other people in the ancient city, I am afraid that they will be heard!" The old man gritted his teeth and said.

Because there is a barrier, Yang Shiyue was not afraid and flew up.

Qin Yun felt uneasy and followed.

After Yang Shiyue passed, he saw two other old men, and they both took out a mirror and faced Yang Shiyue!

The two mirrors release two black lights. The black light shines on Yang Shiyue through the enchantment, producing many black silk threads, binding Yang Shiyue!

"You... you cheat!" Yang Shiyue shouted angrily.

"Qin Yun, quickly release my martial spirit, otherwise this little girl will be destroyed by devouring black light!" The old man's pale face showed a dark smile.

When Yang Shiyue saw Qin Yun coming, he quickly shouted, "Xiaoyun, don't come! This is the evil pattern, the black light released can become evil light to entrap people. If you touch it, you will also be entangled! "

"How can I help you?" Qin Yun frowned.

He quickly attacked the black filaments with a concentration, but it was of no use at all.

Yang Shiyue's body was entangled with many black filaments, and his face gradually turned pale.

"Just destroy both of our evil-evil mirrors!" the old man laughed: "Don't talk nonsense, let my martial souls be released soon, and become my slave!"

"Fuck your mother's fart!" Qin Yun roared and threw a long golden rope.

This golden long rope was injected by Qin Yun into the power of wearing mysterious supernatural powers. After penetrating the enchantment, he quickly and flexibly bound the three old men!

The three old men's faces changed suddenly, and they struggled suddenly. They did not expect that their mighty power could not break free of the rope.

"This is dragon tendon!" an old man shouted in horror.

"Come in for me!" Qin Yunmeng pulled in more piercing mysteries and pulled the three old men in.

"Ah..."

The three old men screamed suddenly. The higher their cultivation level, the stronger the repulsive force they received, and a burst of smoke.

The mirrors in the hands of the two old men were also ruined when they struggled.

Yang Shiyue was able to break free of the black silk.

The three old men fell to the ground, screaming and rolling, with aerosols on their bodies.

Because they were attacked by a large array of repulsion, the energy in them was evaporating as if they were being corroded.

Qin Yun quickly rushed over and took out the Wuhun and Daodan of the other two old men, namely Zijinshan Wuhun and Zijin Xingchen Wuhun, which were very good Wuhun.

Yang Shiyue looked at the miserable situation of these three old men, felt very relieved, and smiled at Qin Yun: "Still you have a way! I thought I was going to finish it!"

"They know the secrets of the ancient city, but in their current state, they certainly will not tell it!" Qin Yun sighed: "This ancient city is so big, if you need to find that secret, it will take a long time!"

Yang Shiyue thought for a while and said, "Xiaoyun, are there any strange patterns among the strange patterns you have?"

"Yes!" Qin Yun said: "But is this useful? They are all strong warriors!"

"You can carve the strange patterns directly on their heads, it will be useful!" Yang Shiyue waved his hand, hitting a black airflow, and fixed the old man.

"Their Wu Soul and Dao Dan have been taken away by you, and now they are only strong in spirit. I will weaken their mental strength. Your fascinating patterns will be useful!"

Qin Yun took out the Lingxi Xuan pen and began to carve a fascinating pattern on the face of an old man.

The old man was crushed by Yang Shiyue with black power, and his mental strength was even more devastated.

"These guys really thought they could win us?" Qin Yun said with a smile: "In the end, he caught himself!"

Originally there were many people from the three Jiuyang Zongmen, but after seeing the appearance of a red sun, they were sent back to Zongmen to make arrangements and prepare to go to Sanhuang.

So there are only three old men, and more than ten martial arts and nine warriors.

Qin Yun quickly engraved the fascinating strange pattern. After he activated the strange pattern, the old man's eyes suddenly became dull.

"What is the secret of the ancient city of Wudao?" Yang Shiyue asked quickly.

"Under the formation of the ancient city of Wudao, there is a symbol and a teleportation array! That symbol is made by the nine Nine Yangzongmen, and its function is to trace the Yang soul in the ancient garden!"

"What's the use of that teleportation array?" Yang Shiyue looked at Qin Yun in surprise, then asked again.

"The teleportation array can be teleported directly to the ancient gardens at the junction of the three wastelands, and it will not restrict cultivation, anyone who can do anything can enter!" the old man replied.

Qin Yun asked, "How was the ninth Jiuyang Sect gate destroyed?"

"Because they wanted to swallow that piece of Fuhe monopoly on the ancient city of Wudao, they were destroyed by the other eight Jiuyangzongmen!"

"Where are your eight Jiuyang Sects?" Yang Shiyue asked again.

The old man took out a compass and said, "The compass marks the wasteland among the three wastelands, eight of which are our eight Jiuyangzongmen sites!"

Yang Shiyue took over the golden compass and said with excitement: "Hurry up and take out all your magic weapons..."

As soon as she finished speaking, the old man fainted and was killed by the repulsive force of the large array.

"It's better soon!" Yang Shiyue was a little unhappy and kicked the old man's body.

Qin Yun said with a smile: "Sister Yang, if you ask earlier, we may not know the secret of the ancient city! Some gains and losses!"

"Yes, with this compass, we can find those Jiuyang Sect gates, and we will be able to gain a lot by then!" Yang Shiyue laughed.

Qin Yun sat on the ground, looked at the blue sky, and said, "Finally won the ancient city!"

"The warriors in Xuanwu Realm and Wuwang Realm will soon leave Sanhuang. When you set up a barrier at the city gate, they will not be able to enter!" Yang Shiyue said.

Qin Yun nodded and said, "The warriors in the Spirit Martial Realm also seem to be affected?"

"The warrior who has just entered the Lingwu Realm is not affected. If you go up, the impact will be greater!" Yang Shiyue said: "Lingwu Realm should also leave Sanhuang!"

"Jiuyang's power is terrible, and he can control Sanhuang!" Qin Yun sighed.

"This powerful land was born and raised by Jiuyang. Jiuyang is certainly strong!" Yang Shiyue looked at the red sun and smiled: "Xiaoyun, you must protect Jiuyang well in the future!"