Supreme Uprising

Luo Yunyang's eyes flashed with firmness as he looked at the shadow of the exasperated wind. He now looks like a mixed breeze, but all in all, he's like a headless fly, crashing everywhere.

The human race, the lurking strong, he must find.

This Feng Yuan Zhui can cause changes in his own token, he can't say he has to start with him.

In the blink of an eye, a figure appeared beside Naran Night, also an incarnation of the Mixed Hole Quaternion Beast.

The incarnation based on Blue Lotus Taoist is now heavenly six heavenly cultivation, and with the help of the property regulator, this Blue Lotus Taoist can be directly impacted to the point of Yuanzheng.

At first thought, this incarnation of Blue Lotus Dao followed the wind shock.

As a metabolite, the storm metabolite is very fast, that is, a winking kung fu, and the storm metabolite has moved hundreds of millions of miles of void.

And just as Feng Yuan thought about it, he suddenly felt that the heavens and the earth around him had changed instantly.

That is, in a moment, Feng Yuan Ming found himself surrounded by a blue lotus sea, a people's Yuan Ding, standing in front of him quietly.

Seeing the people's Yuan Zheng, the Feng Yuan Zheng was stunned, and then a little slaughter, already in his eyes.

“People, I didn't expect to meet people here!” Feng Yuan Zhonghaha smiled: “If you dare to show up here, you really want to give me credit! ”

In the talking room, the storm element waves its hands, the golden wind spins, and everything starts to crumble wildly.

If the Blue Lotus Dao himself is built, there is naturally no power to fight back in front of this storm. But with the property regulator, which is the instant room, the Blue Lotus Taoist cultivation is almost comparable to the shoulder.

Although this incarnation of Blue Lotus Taoist is not so comfortable, Luo Yunyang's own memory is not half wrong.

So when he strikes, he is the hegemonic fighter he enlightens.

The blue light masked fist, implied the power of the Third Age, implied the Famen of the Mixed Yuan Tianzhang Method, and also implied Luo Yunyang's understanding of various methods for so many years.

With Luo Yunyang's fist burst out, he waved his fist light, hidden infinite heavenly clock, momentum like a mountain river, towards the wind storm directly smashed.

Madly spinning golden wind, instantly smashed, the wind shock element quickly retracted, but Luo Yunyang this incarnation is faster.

In a moment, the wind has caught up. And at the moment of approaching the Feng Yuan Min, in the eyes of the incarnation, a large black grind appeared, directly into the mind of the Feng Yuan Min Min.

Feng Yuan's mind swayed for a moment, but after all, he was also a multi-year meta-middle-class strong man. In the moment of retreat, he had an extra thin as a cicada wing in his hand, with a golden and black knife on both sides.

The light of the knife is cut off, as the heavens and the earth are opened.

In the face of the blowback, Luo Yunyang did not retreat, his palms flipped, another heavy punch hit the past towards the blowback.

Feng Yuan was embedded in the Yuan Mingzhuang strong, which is an old qualification, but now under the attack of Luo Yunyang, there is a sense of difficulty.

When he finally blocked Luo Yunyang's punch with a knife light, Luo Yunyang's hands strangled the trick, a blue giant clock, had put him in the center of the strict and solid cover.

At this moment, Feng Yuan is shocked, at this moment he, can say step back.

Also at the time of his insane Machina blue giant clock, Luo Yunyang, outside the giant clock, had hit the giant clock with a heavy punch.

The clock is broken! But the power of Luo Yunyang's double-handed hegemonic fists came up towards the wind like a row of mountains overthrowing the sea.

“Boom!”

Almost everyone flies out, and in the eyes of Feng Yuan, flashing is the color of fear.

As a strong man in the former Underworld, he was almost impossible to kill, but now he himself is in the trap set by Luo Yunyang, not to mention Luo Yunyang, whose fist is full of endless killing, let him tremble.

If he dies in the hands of the Blue Clan, he'll be even worse off.

Just when his thoughts flashed in his heart, Luo Yunyang had already made another move. This time, it was the Wanshi dynasty!

Crazy punches, though blue in light, carry infinite power. Under this punch, Feng Yuan felt his whole body was about to collapse.

“Stop, I am a follower of the people, do not kill me.” Though there is a strict ban on the Feng Yuan Min, he can't help but say aloud at this juncture of life and death.

Luo Yunyang's eyes flashed a smile. Indeed, the most direct means of this kind are the most useful ones.

If he talks to Feng Yuan to prove his identity, he may cause unnecessary trouble instead. Now this kind of direct assault has forced the element of shock under the threat of death to tell the truth.

“You are my follower, huh, do you think I would believe that?” Luo Yunyang looked at the wind and said faintly: “This time I'm going to hunt down a Yuanyang so that I can go home empty-handed. ”

“Now that you have just said that you belong to my people, I will give you a chance and you will present your evidence now. ”

“Or die! ”

Though Luo Yunyang's Wanshi dynasty did not blow out, the scene of the build-up still caused the wind to tremble.

He's really scared right now, scared that he can't handle it on his own, causing a lifetime of regrets. He really died in the hands of the strong on the Xuanxun side. He died in the hands of the strong on the people. He is a traitor of the Xuanxun clan, which is really too grievous.

So after a slight hesitation, he sighed: "Mr. Le, prove to me that I belong to the people! ”

After this phrase was said, the spectacle of the wind metaphor completely relaxed.

And just as Feng Yuan meditated on Mr. Le, a figure flew out of the universe of Feng Yuan meditation.

He looked at Luo Yunyang, full of blue light, frowning and wrinkling: “Who is Your Excellency? Why do I have no memory here. ”

Luo Yunyang was tall in this body and looked a little rough on Mr. Le, his eyes measured a few times, his eyes flashed when the color of his eyes stopped.

The token on himself was reacted to by the same token that this Mr. Le carried.

He was an incarnation anyway, so he hesitated a little and Luo Yunyang took out his token.

Mr. Nalu's token was taken out with the token in Luo Yunyang's hand and instantly gave off a gentle light.

The light of the two tokens, though not very intense, is unique, exactly the same as the Lord said.

Mr. Le looked at the token in his hand and suddenly remembered something, his voice bearing a hint of excitement: "Your Excellency, are you the one who sent the Temple to carry out the action? ”

By listening to Mr. Le say the words "action," Luo Yunyang's heart has determined 70%. After all, there are tokens, there are people, and with that action, these three things are not known to ordinary people.

Between the thoughts, Luo Yunyang had said, “Why don't you pick me up? ”

“We sent someone to pick up Mr., but it didn't occur to us that the news had been leaked, and the Xuanzhou people arranged a large number of masters to rob Mr., there was no way, we had to leave first. ”

“Well, then who's your chief here, and I hope to meet him.” Luo Yunyang looked at Mr. Le and said in a low voice.

Mr. Na Le frowned. His cultivation was heavenly seven, and the difference between the power shown by Luo Yunyang was too great.

“Sir wants to see our chief, which naturally should be, but our chief is not here these days and can only disappoint him. ”

Mr. Nahle said here that the token in his hand swayed: “This token should actually convince him to wait for me. ”

Luo Yunyang looked at the token and smiled softly: “The token is dead, people are alive. If we don't see the token, we can only talk about contact now. ”

“Your Excellency, I am sure you were ordered to be commanded by our chief before entering the territory of the Xuanhui clan," Mr. Nalu said in silence. ”

“If you do not cooperate like this, you will be punished by the Temple of Hongmeng when you return. ”

Luo Yunyang looked at Mr. Le, who looked at him as if he were serious, and said in a moment: “This time I entered the territory of the Xuanju clan, it was you who made a mistake. Remember, if I ever hear you say that to me again, I can kill you first! ”

Mr. Nahle's eyes flashed with a glimmer, but eventually he didn't speak any more. After all, he is now adding Feng Yuanyang, and he is not a rival of Luo Yunyang.

After looking at each other, Mr. Le said: "The Second Yuan Ancient Pluto Awakening is right in front of us, otherwise we would not have asked for help from the Five Great Temples, and now is exactly when I need your help, how can I contact you? ”

“After all, this second-member ancient meditator, which concerns the rise and fall of my people, is not the time for us to be willing to use our breath. ”

Luo Yunyang was not afraid that the incarnation would be discovered at this time, not to mention that he now believed in Mr. Le eight points, so he said faintly: “This is my unique summons jade, you can contact me at any time. ”

“Let me know if your chief decides to meet me. ”

During the conversation, Luo Yunyang threw down a jade charm and then tore up the space, vanishing instantly without a trace.

Mr. Le picked up the spirit charm that landed on the ground and flashed a slight discontent in his eyes. He knew this was happening because Luo Yunyang did not trust him too much.

Of course, in his heart, there was also a slight doubt about the sudden appearance of Luo Yunyang.

“Don't you think it's a little too coincidental that he robbed you?” His eyes fell on the wind, Mr. Le said in a shadow.