Supreme Uprising

Chapter 815: Long Sword in Hand, Straight to the Cloud Light

Just a punch, purple crane Heavenly Venerable broken body!

His soul, moreover, is an invisible force, bound in no way movable, looking at the purple crane heaven to honor the weak soul, in Luo Yunyang's eyes, more, but a kind of irony.

Though it is also a great honor, Luo Yunyang's Heart God merges the soul brands of the ten thousand men and becomes the essence of the Numen God. The power of the Numen controls the inner universe, making the inner universe work like a real universe.

It can be said that this makes Luo Yunyang's inner universe as real as it is.

And the Purple Crane God? His divine soul had no simultaneous fusion of soul brands in the river.

Though he is also a great honor and has some laws of time and space, his control of the laws of time and space is too little, let alone no room for progress.

If he and Luo Yunyang are likewise likened to young life, then he is a small earthworm that wriggles in the ground, while Luo Yunyang is a Nine Heavenly Dragon with unlimited possibilities.

“You… how can you be so powerful!” In the voice of the Purple Crane, trembling, his heart is a little scared at this moment.

And Xuan Yunyang and Qingfrost also looked at Luo Yunyang with an incredible look. Of course, they are not lonely and unheard of, but Luo Yunyang behaved unexpectedly.

Ordinary cosmic powers, in their hands, are like ants, but now they are facing Luo Yunyang, just like ants.

“You said I was watching the sky from the bottom of a well, but in fact, it was you who were watching the sky from the bottom of a well.” Luo Yunyang said lightly.

After all, Zihe Tianzhen was a man who had achieved heavenly dignity for many years. After taking a deep breath in the moment, he sighed: “It is my turn to return to heavenly dignity, this matter I have planted. ”

“You let me go, I'll go find the Unhappy Son and let him release all your Blue Dragon Hou Fu people, and then this thing, just pretend it never happened. ”

“Leaving Sky Sword Sect is not something you can provoke. ”

“Let you go, do you think it's possible?” Luo Yunyang looked at the purple crane heavenly dignity with a faint smile in his voice.

Purple Crane's heavenly heart trembled for a moment, then he said in a silent voice: “Luo Yunyang, I know you are very strong. ”

“But we are all gods, and I have gone beyond the Space-time River, and even if you kill me, as long as I hide my soul brand in the Space-time River, I can redevelop it. ”

“Why waste time if you can't kill me? ”

“I can't kill you, just because you feel self-righteous, actually, I can really kill you.” Luo Yunyang moaned with a smile: “All I have is the means to get your spiritual fragment out of the long river of time and space and back into the circle. ”

During the conversation, Luo Yunyang's mouth made a voice, which was like Hong Zhong Dalu, directly shattering the soul of the purple crane God!

Purple Crane's divine soul did not immediately dissipate, and a minute later his divine soul, gathered together again.

However, at this time, the purple crane God's soul looks very full of atrophy and fear.

“You… why did you hurt my soul branding and why did you hurt my soul branding! ”

The divine sense of purple crane heaven, in extreme fear, exists a tremendous fear.

Luo Yunyang coldly smiled. Throughout this time, the heavenly voice of life and death and the return of hands have been used as a common martial art.

However, after the achievement of the heavenly dignity and the formation of the Numen, Luo Yunyang realized that he did not know enough about the martial arts of the Lord of these two revolutions.

Not only can they hurt God's body, but they can also do tremendous harm to Heavenly Venerability beyond the spiritual imprint of the space-time river.

Even the purple crane Heavenly Pride, as long as Luo Yunyang's life-and-death celestial voice is used three times, it can directly shatter the purple crane Heavenly Pride's soul branding beyond the space-time long river, making him disappear between the heavens and the earth forever.

Returning hands and dead voices are arguably the finest means of fighting in the realm of Heavenly Venerate.

Luo Yunyang did not answer, but Zihe Tianzheng woke up at the first moment. He lived countless years, but he didn't want to die.

It can be said that the most important thing for him now is to live.

“It's God's turn to forgive me!” Zihe Tianzhen hesitated for a moment and finally said the six words.

Green frost and Xuan Tianzheng's divine colors also instantly dimmed. Although they didn't really know what had just happened, they knew from the performance of Zihe Tianzheng that Luo Yunyang had tightly strangled the lifeblood of Zihe Tianzheng.

And now, the Purple Crane God is almost the head of the three people. The Purple Crane God is in the hands of Luo Yunyang, there is no room for resistance, which means that when faced with Luo Yunyang, they also have no power to fight back.

One thought flashed, they both glanced at Luo Yunyang and then flew away at the same time.

They have realized that this kind of thing is not something that two people can participate in, while Luo Yunyang is not in trouble with them now, it is better to leave first.

“Where is Eighteen Black Prisons?” Luo Yunyang looked at the purple crane, coldly said: “Where is Lu Bingyue? ”

The purple crane heavenly voice trembled with a trembling voice: “Lu Bingyue is in the Ice Palace of the Unhappy Palace, that... the 18th floor of the black prison, on a star... facing outside God. ”

“Where is Wu Huanjing Palace? Where is Unhappy Heaven?” Luo Yunyang looked at the divine soul of the purple crane heaven, and the whole person contained a threat that no one dared to question.

“From… our place to the cloud-light universe, Wu Huanjin Palace has set up a transmission array for communicating the two universes within the divine sword section of the cloud-light universe. ”

“Feel free to come and go! ”

“Your strength is stronger than that of Heaven without glory, but behind Him is the Divine Sword Sect. ”

“The ancestor of Heavenly Sword Sect, is the father of the noble heavens, legend is a quadruple heaven, he... He heard it was fair to do things, just give him this matter, he will surely let the noble heavens let people go. ”

Purple Crane Heavenly Venerable said here, shouting: “You don't want to take a big revenge on yourself, do you? ”

Listen to the words of the Purple Crane Emperor, Luo Yunyang's eyes revealed a hint of irony. He looked at the Purple Crane Emperor and said: “I have made an enemy, they left the Mountain Sword Sect, and I have such an enemy. ”

“Where's the transmission line? You take me.” In the conversation, he glanced at Su Hexi and the teenager and said: “You guys come with me to see the noise! ”

Su Hexi's eyes at this time were full of excitement. Although Luo Yunyang was as powerful as a god in his heart, now, looking at the situation of his master's reverence, he realized that his understanding of his master's reverence was really too shallow.

Purple Crane Heavenly Venerable!

“Ancestor, shouldn't we be saving the people in Black Prison first?” Although deterred by Luo Yunyang's threats, the teenager still had the guts to say so.

Luo Yunyang glanced at the young man who dared to speak frankly and said faintly: “There is no such thing as chattering the king of thieves. ”

This sentence makes the teenager's heart seem to understand. Although he feels that Luo Yunyang's words seem reasonable, he also has the feeling that this is what the ancestor said, in fact, is a pretext.

Luo Yunyang did not give the teenager a chance to speak, his clothes waved and he had come outside the transmission line.

There are guards in the transmission array. The guards are also powerful at the peak of the two universes. From the breath they emit, you can feel that their momentum is stronger than the whitewash of the day.

It is not that their talents transcend the White Horror, but that they are truly the backbone of the Sect, far beyond the White Horror.

For the whole sky transport void, they are using a gazing attitude.

Even if that purple crane came, the two of them were just talking for life. It was simply impossible to say anything like respect.

At the moment of Luo Yunyang's sudden appearance, two people had a fear, and they drank almost simultaneously: “Who dares to leave the Sword Sect with me...”

And just as they opened their mouth, Luo Yunyang had already made a direct move, his palms slapped towards the void, and the two people directly turned into crushed pieces.

In the body, the flowers of the universe and the universe, all shattered.

Purple Crane God has a lot of grievances in his heart about the warriors in these two universes. His biggest grievances are naturally that these two people have little respect for him.

After all, he is one of the mighty.

But after all, these two are disciples of the Divine Sword Sect. Even if his heart is dissatisfied, he can only keep it in his heart and not reveal it.

But now, as soon as Luo Yunyang took the shot, he killed them directly. This is to kill the feeling of leaving the heavenly sword sect.

Just when his mind flashed and he wanted to say something, Luo Yunyang had stepped into the transmission line. With Luo Yunyang's sleeves swinging, they instantly crossed the void and appeared in a pale land.

Though Zihe Tianzhun became a subordinate of the Unhappy Prince, in fact, he had never even seen what it was like to leave Tianjinzong.

Now he feels clearly the pound of the mountain in front of him, even though the whole person is in a state of soul.

The mountain peak is like a sword, and the purple air converges for 100,000 miles!

If you put it in the sky, it's a tremendous treasure that even the sky can't suppress.

“The Unhappier Son's Unhappier Shrine is supposed to be there. I've seen photographs of the Unhappier Shrine.” Zihe Tianzheng's fear of Luo Yunyang at this time has reached the bone, so without waiting for Luo Yunyang to ask, he has said in silence.

And just as he spoke, Luo Yunyang had already made a direct move. He waved his hands and grabbed the past toward the unhappy shrine.

This grasp, instantly covering the sky and covering the sun, without the Palace of Heaven, is already in the wrapping of Luo Yunyang's palms.

Zihe Tianzheng looked at Luo Yunyang, his heart suddenly raised a slight expectation. Although Luo Yunyang's bullying was desirable, he did so. How can he rest until the heavenly sword sect!

Sure enough, at the moment of Luo Yunyang's hand, five swords light, straight to the rolling man!