Supreme Uprising

“The Temple of Heavenly Martial Arts is so deceitful, if we hold our breath, we will destroy the fame of the universe, gentlemen, kill them!” A roar, like a thunderbolt, in the void, rang wildly.

Along with this encouragement, and countless more drinks, almost simultaneously sounded in the void: “The Temple of Heavenly Martial Arts is so deceitful that it kills these bullies of Heavenly Martial Arts. ”

“The night Naran was slaughtered, so that the Temple of Heavenly Martial Arts could be remembered clearly. The majesty of my ancient temple of meditation cannot be desecrated! ”

“Kill Nalan Night, kill Nalan Night! ”

Crazy roars, in the moment of sound, have a full sense of clouds.

Ouyang felt like his whole person was about to blow up. It was like the roar of a cloud in the sky, causing many people to fear from within.

His eyes instinctively fell on Naran Night, at this time what he thought in his heart was what he had told Naran Night, as long as he came to the ancient meditation, it would definitely spark a conflict and it would be difficult to end!

Now, if that's true, why hasn't he been slightly panicked, prepared long ago, or...

Just as Ouyang's mind floated, he felt the void around him and began to feel crumbled.

This is dozens of upper palace disciples who practiced space law doors and are using secrets to crumble the space around them.

Feeling this powerful collapse, Ouyang took off without a trace of hesitation and rushed to the side of Naran Night.

As a human race, but also a people falling into the top power collision center of the Xuanlui clan, Ouyang Tengfei is very clear that at this time, himself, is quite dangerous.

Especially in such a chaotic war, he might be slaughtered here.

His predictions of the future are very clear, but often, by chance, they can make a huge difference in the future.

This change is hard to grasp.

Just when Ouyang takeoff felt that the power of exclusion emanating from Naran night was not able to break through, the crumbling sound had sounded, his surroundings, dozens of temple disciples who could not react, in this space crumbled into pieces.

All who survive are the disciples of the Temple of Heavenly Martial Arts, which is closer to Naran Night. He Ouyang took off with this demonic king Naran night, not too far away, so he was protected.

“What an ancient meditation, what a lonely blue cloud, you... you killed my disciple, this time not sharing heaven, kill!” Naran Night was filled with sad voices and sounded in Ouyang's flying ears.

With this endless sorrow, Ouyang takeoff saw Naran's body at night, and pulled up ten strokes, that is, a moment, and this Naran night had become like a demon king.

Later, around him, 33 different skies were created, and his fists, more like infinite anger, burst out.

This punch, which crumbles the heavens and rivers; this punch, which crushes everything; and this punch, which seems more like an infinite threat.

The lonely blue cloud is true of the Yuan, but the lonely blue cloud is repaired, but it is quite different from the night of Naran, not to mention that the second Yuan ancient meditation master's fist evolved thirty-three heavenly doors at this time.

Evasion is impossible!

The lonely blue cloud is deterred by the power of this punch, but he also knows that if he avoids himself at this time, then the dead must be himself.

So, the lonely blue clouds waved their hands at this moment, shooting a hand that gathered all his strength.

Unfortunately, although his palm had exhausted all his strength, under the pounding attack of Luo Yunyang, he seemed to face the glass of the giant hammer and was directly smashed into pieces.

Breaking the defense of the lonely blue cloud, without the slightest hand, he still went mad towards the lonely blue cloud.

As Yuan Zheng, they not only possess powerful power, but can also be reversed in time and space, arguably already the highest being between heaven and earth.

But at this time, in the face of the blowing punch, the lonely blue cloud felt that an unprecedented fear had arisen in the heart.

He wanted to talk, but that fist, it had already hit him, even smashed his whole body, directly.

The torn body is not death for Yuan Yuan, and it is even said that it is only a small problem.

But the mighty momentum, like that of heaven, rushed wildly into every particle in his body.

This powerful atmosphere and will makes it incredibly difficult for him to reconstitute his body.

“Naran night, stop it, I am Yuan Zheng, I am Yuan Zheng of the ancient meditation temple. If you kill me, you will surely provoke the great battle between the ancient meditation temple and the heavenly martial arts temple, which is...”

Crazy roar, sounding in Luo Yunyang's ears, this is the roar of lonely blue cloud, at this time, he, too, has the only such roaring power.

But unfortunately, Luo Yunyang was pleased to provoke the battle between the two underworld temples. Instead of ignoring this roar, he seemed to be encouraged and incited, only to see his hands squeezed, a tremendous power of extinction rushed towards the will of the lonely blue cloud.

Meanwhile, the disciple who stood behind Luo Yunyang, who survived the Temple of Heavenly Martial Arts, shouted almost insanely: "Kill, kill, kill! ”

“The ancient meditation hall colludes with the people, killing them all! ”

“The sin of the ancient temple, this time, I must make you pay with blood! ”

All sorts of roaring, like the tide, in the void, constant echoing. Along with these growls, there are constant disciples of the Upper Palace, directly slaughtered.

Of course, the disciples of the Temple of Heavenly Martial Arts have died. However, since following Luo Yunyang, most of them have practiced the Great Law of the Divine Exchange of Heaven, and are able to use the power of the Great Law of the Divine Exchange of Heaven, so more people survive.

As the one who provoked this battle, Feng Xuanzai began as a panic, but with the death of countless days of the people of Wuzhou Palace, he, at this time, has an excitement in his heart.

A strong excitement hidden in his heart!

But now his excitement has turned into a hint of fear. As the lonely blue cloud is punched down, he realizes that things have completely started to get out of control.

If things go on, according to Feng Xuan Tianze's estimation, I'm afraid eventually, this is going to be a big thing that will sweep the whole Xuan Dynasty clan.

But this is the point, he can't stop it, all he can do is face the brutal death of Temple of Heavenly Takeshi disciple in front of him.

The warrior of the Temple of Heavenly Takeshi, when he started to fight, was much worse than him, but as the man's cultivation unfolded, Feng Xuanzai found himself in a state of suppression.

And the reason why it was suppressed was not only that the disciple of Tianwu Mediterranean suddenly increased the cultivation, but also because it was implicit in the disciple of Tianwu Mediterranean, as if he could control everything.

Change the Heavenly Divine Magic!

He had always snorted at such a doorway and felt disoriented, but now, in the face of the oppressive attack of the disciples of Wuzhou Temple that day, he realized that his gap was such a big one.

“Boom!” He tried to resist, but it blew his leg in his bloom and let him fly backwards.

At this time, he, in addition to being unwilling, had a hint of fear in his eyes.

If the majority of the entire Temple of Heavenly Martial Arts is occupied by those who practice the Great Law of the Divine Divine Exchange of Heaven, then they will definitely have a great advantage in the battle against the Upper Palace of Heaven.

Upper Palace, do you really want to bow your head under the pressure of the Temple of Heavenly Martial Arts?

Just as his mind floated wildly, a sharp knife had been severely chopped over the Black Stone Palace in the Upper Palace, which represented the entrance to the mountain gate.

This black stone palace is ordinary, but it represents the face of the entire ancient meditation palace, and even more the pride of the ancient meditation palace.

Although the brand house went through a lot of the ancient meditation palace power, it did not have much defense. With the fall of the knife, the large brand house was cut directly into two sections in the void.

The disciples of the ancient meditation hall, who had already lost their way, were red-eyed, and the disciples of the meditation hall of Tianwu were roaring wildly.

Both sides are full of madness at this time.

But that's when the giant clock, hanging high on the top of the mountain, went wild. Forty-nine bells, in the blink of an eye, have been ringing in all directions.

Whether you are a master in the Upper Palace nine days outside of town, or one who leaves the Upper Palace to sit in town on all sides, you will hear the bell for the first time.

At the moment they heard this impatient bell, the first thought was incredible. After all, the ancient meditation palace, in the territory of the Xuanhui clan, belonged essentially to the kind of existence no one dared to offend.

But now, the mountain gate is in a hurry, and someone has attacked the ancient meditation palace.

In other words, in a moment, someone rushed from all directions towards the mountain gate, of which even existed the closure of the Upper Palace site.

“Who dared to go to the ancient meditation hall and die!” The existence of a hierarchical hierarchy, at the moment of its emergence, goes wild.

His palms waved, endless power, turned into a giant hand with infinite power, heavily toward Luo Yunyang and others photographed.

However, he is in the wrong place. He has almost suppressed the lonely blue cloud of Luo Yunyang. How can he let him roam here? At the moment of his fall, Luo Yunyang had struck a punch.

Still, it is a punch with 33 days of sincerity, just like the Emperor in the Nine Days, the punch light arrived, that huge palm, directly crumbled into the void.

However, just as Luo Yunyang seized the upper wind, hundreds of ancient meditation disciples rushed over.

Although most of their cultivation is not very high, their gathering is a tremendous force.

That is when, in the endless forum of the underworld, an alarming piece of news was published.

“The two Great Underworld Palaces are at war, and the rain of blood will roll everywhere! ”