Supreme Uprising

On a planet the size of the moon, a few Moray men are chatting, and the Moray looks a little closer to the horses on Earth, although they have four hands in addition to four legs.

No mistake, just four arms.

But their strongest strength is not on their hands and legs, but on the crystal on their foreheads.

This crystal is inherent in the Moorish people, and its size and colour determine the status of a Moorish people in the community.

Muraku are chatting, the crystal stones on the forehead are mostly blue, and only one crystal stone on the forehead is purple.

So, this purple crystal stone Mojo man, although not the most powerful, is the highest of the Mojo.

At this time, he was enjoying the treatment of the stars holding the moon, all around him, with a brilliant smile on his face.

“It took me ten years to get 300 crystals, Grandma, and this excavation was really slow!” The man with the purple crystal on his forehead said dissatisfied.

“Three hundred of them are a little less for your identity, and the distribution of the golden horn crystals in this area, though not so dense, is incredibly stable. ”

“As long as we occupy this place, we, the Mughua, have an extra stable resource base. This achievement, I trust your elders, will definitely give you a great reward. ”

With the arrogant Muraku people on his face, he patted the speaker's shoulder with his palm: “Although you make sense, here, it's really a boring panic! ”

“We don't have to stay here at all. How dare they come to our trouble? ”

“If I say we don't go to their trouble, it means they're out of luck, give us trouble, and they won't dare! ”

Speaking of which, the purple crystal in his eyebrows flashed for a moment, and he said viciously: “In another year, if we haven't been put on the field yet, I'll take up the 13 stars of the Three Stones! ”

Thirteen stars in Sanshi District, is the last place of production of golden horn crystal stone in Xingyu, if this place is occupied, there are really few places where people produce golden horn crystal stone.

A few Moorish people with green crystal stones flashed on their foreheads, although they felt that this was a bit of an adventure, they did not dare to venture out to advise this companion.

After all, purple crystal stones represent not only a higher status, but also a stronger force than they are.

“Too bad you guys don't have a chance!” A voice that makes them sound weird, but that makes them understand what it means, and it rings in their ears.

As soon as he heard the voice, the Maoists, flashing with purple crystal stones on their foreheads, stood up. He already knows who he's talking to.

“People, how dare you...” In the talking room, on the purple forehead of the Muraku people, a purple aperture of human beings flashed.

The aperture sparkles, implying the power of a strong and transverse law, which, although imperfect, instantly encloses the void of hundreds of people around it.

This is the most powerful tool of the Mojo people, using the power of origin to excite the law halo, different halo, has different roles, but they have one thing in common: these halo halos are incredibly powerful.

Even if a warrior of three smaller ranks than the Mughua, it is difficult to fight back when it is overshadowed by this halo.

Nowadays, this is the kind of halo that the Mughua do, and obviously, although he speaks a little wildly, he is himself an incredibly cautious man.

The halo instantly covers a hundred square circles, but there is nothing wrong with the hundred square circles.

Not even an enemy was found.

A golden knife gathered before the eyes of the Mughua, when a glimmer of terror flashed in their eyes.

His head, the instant kung fu, was cut open by this golden knife.

The knife is incredibly sharp, and the hand with the knife, at this time, is also revealed: a human race, a black-haired people.

“You... you killed Lord Kimo!” The Green Crystal Mojo who had just spoken to the Purple Crystal Mojo said incredibly to that people.

“Not only did I kill him, I also killed you.” Luo Yunyang looked at the Namou people and said lightly.

“How dare you? How dare you kill us! Do you know who gave you the guts to do this? If you do this, you will die!” The Namura roared loudly, but when he roared, Luo Yunyang took the golden knife in his hand and instantly turned into another look.

In a moment, his head was cut off.

Several other Muraku have realized the seriousness of the problem, and they are driving their frontal crystal stones, a moment, countless swords, out of their crystal stones.

Although these swords vary in color, the swords contain a strong power of the principle of origin.

They can be sent to Xingyu in the Sky Plains. They are not weak among their own people, naturally. If it wasn't for Luo Yunyang's sneak attack, they wouldn't believe that they were waiting for others and would lose so quickly.

Now it's time for them to take back everything they've lost!

But just when they were angry, it had become a giant axe shuttle, rapidly splitting in the sky, turning into a spinning black hole, covering all these Muraku who wanted to rush in all directions.

Ten minutes later, the shuttle flew back into Luo Yunyang's sleeves, except that the Muraku, who had just resisted desperately, had all dissipated.

There are only a few broken crystal stones left in the void.

Luo Yunyang put an end to this battle, which seemed incredibly relaxed, but he himself knew that he had exhausted the means to prevent these people from transmitting the news.

Especially just now, when he killed these powerful Mughals, he used his own hole-in-the-box technique.

And when Luo Yunyang ended the battle, Dorus and others rushed in from all directions, they arched their hands towards Luo Yunyang, and one eye flashed with excitement.

An excitement from the depths of my heart!

Without struggling in Xingyu, it is difficult to understand the feeling of being suppressed and deceived. Now, they've reported all their grievances.

However, three of the attackers were injured, one of whom was not slightly injured.

In the eyes of Luo Yunyang, the third strong team who broke his heart and lungs smiled: "Even if he dies now, Boss Luo is worth it! ”

Luo Yunyang nodded and then glanced at Li Yuxuan. Although Dorus' fixation was above Li Yuxuan, Li Yuxuan was the leader of the third team.

“You killed a total of ten Mughals stationed here, the strongest of them all by your boss. From these Mughals, we have earned over 400 Golden Horn Crystals! ”

When he spoke of more than 400 golden horn crystals, Liu Yu's eyes glowed brightly.

As for Dorus and others, it's even more dazzling! They worked so hard in the sky plains of Xingyu, why, but not for the golden horn crystal.

How can it not be exciting to kill the Mughua people who had collected two hundred golden horn crystals in the past for decades and now earn revenues that have not existed for decades?

Luo Yunyang was also frightened by the number of golden horn crystals. You know, he killed galactic-grade all-touch king beasts, but he only got dozens of golden horn crystals.

Now, there are so many golden horn crystal stones to wipe out a mojo squad.

“Boss, if I had guessed correctly, these golden horn crystals should have accumulated in this team for centuries. ”

Li Yu said here violently, his eyes glistened: “I think there should be many other teams of golden horn crystals, let's...”

Although Li Yuxuan did not say it completely in the last words, his meaning was incredibly clear.

Luo Yunyang looked at Li Yu flashing with excitement in his eyes. How could he not know what he wanted to do? Now smile: “Get your things together, take the victory chase, and keep going. ”

Five months later, on a planet full of mechanical palaces, a Moriar man with green crystal stones on his forehead rushed towards a palace with panic in his eyes.

“Stop!” Just as he was about to break into the palace, he was stopped by two guard-like Mojos, and even one guard blew out a mortal killing machine.

“Ladies and gentlemen, please report to the Great Leader that the Communications Group has something important to report to the Chief. ”

Just after the words of the Moorish people, they heard a faint voice in the palace: "Come on in, Deok-ju! ”

The Mojo, known as Deyu, quickly entered the palace, where a Mojo man with a purple crystal stone on his forehead lay on the throne in the middle of the palace.

The Mojo people and the Mojo people who died in the hands of Luo Yunyang do not seem to make a big difference, but the purple crystal stone on his forehead, looking closely, implies three different lines.

Everyone familiar with the Mojo people knows that a pattern represents an identity to the law of origin, and that the Mojo people have three patterns, which means that he has been recognized by at least three laws of origin.

Among the younger generations of the divine league, those who have been able to gain so much recognition of the law of origin are also rare leaders.

“My lord, our first, second, and third squads, we can't reach each other.” Nadezhu didn't waste time, he said it bluntly.

Originally a lazy head, the light in his eyes instantly lit up, and he sighed: “Are you sure who did this? ”

“This...” Nadu frowned, beginning to sweat.

“This must have been done by people.” The leader said unquestionably: "Go and contact His Highness the Thunder Ming of the Thunder Nation for me, I will make a grievance! ”