"How strong!"


    The extreme power of Fucheng and Su Mutian mixed, forming a very fearful aura around them.


    All external objects in the Qi field were crushed, and this force was controlled within a certain distance by Su Mutian and Fucheng.


    Beyond this barrier, you will only feel the repressive atmosphere, and there is no such kind of chi into juice in the juicer


    "It is said that the man who fought against the old man last time has been dead for 30 years!"


    "After 30 years of peak duel, I''m lucky to witness one or two!"


    "I can blow this all my life."


    Someone wiped his saliva and was stunned.


    Most of these people are under the soul king, and there are few experts at the soul emperor level.


    They didn''t realize that as long as Fucheng and Su Mutian opened the wall a little, people close to them might be broken to pieces.


    "I''ve been hidden for a hundred years. I don''t want to see a large number of talents in the mainland. Such a young extreme Douluo has a higher talent than Xiao Tang Chen of Tiandou haotianzong in the past."


    "I don''t think it''s the Lord of the green lotus Hall who came this time. I''m really impressed."


    "There is a rumor in the two empires that it is inevitable to unify the mainland in less than 50 years."


    "The world is foolish to try today."


    "Originally, the hall Lord is the first twin martial soul in the world."


    In the collision of soul power, the sound of the mansion poured into Su Mu''s ears in the boundary of the Qi field, which was a secret.


    Stunned.


    The baby was stunned.


    This old man is really a immortal eye!


    Dormant Douluo mainland for so long, no one can guess his background.


    The old man directly named him Qinglian Douluo, the Lord of Wuhun hall. From the breath of soul power, it seems that his Wuhun is not Qinglian''s main attack, but perceives another existence.


    Therefore, it is speculated that he has twin martial spirits.


    Huh?


    He named himself aguru! It''s the forcing king aguru. His intention is to hope that he can become the big man behind the scenes after he arrives at the Xingluo Empire and pretend to force to the end.


    That''s good. I didn''t feel good enough. I was seen through in an instant... I didn''t see through, but I also felt through a point or two.


    This is terrible.


    I''m afraid, apart from angels and gods, this is the first mortal who can perceive his mysterious identity behind the scenes!


    "Who the hell are you!"


    Su Mu asked after Tianleng God.


    "He''s just a businessman."


    Fu Cheng''s wrinkled old face is amiable... But from Su Mu Tian''s point of view, this man is really terrible!


    Boom!


    Just then.


    Outside the Fucheng Inn, the wind is blowing, and the sky is covered with dark clouds for ten miles. It seems that it is about to rain... Wind and rain are coming!


    "Oh, my God, the old man''s trouble is coming."


    With one hand, Fu Cheng resisted Su Mutian''s soul power, and with the other hand, he touched his dry white hair. He was very sad.


    However, this behavior almost killed Su mu.


    One hand undertakes the soul power of his extreme Douluo. Who do you despise?


    However, it was said that except for God, this was the first time Su Mutian met a guy who he couldn''t see through.


    Su Mu said in a deep voice, "what trouble?"


    Fucheng said, "I didn''t tell you that this snow tea is a second immortal. I never cheat. I really picked it from the eagle king''s claws in the deep sunset forest."


    "The sunset forest inherits the spirit of the king of ice, fire and dragon. There are countless precious herbs. I go there once a year."


    "Hiss! You even know that?!"


    Su Mutian took a breath. He thought he was the only one who knew the truth on the mainland.


    Unexpectedly, someone else knew about the Dragon King.


    Fucheng is really an expert!


    Thinking of this, Su Mutian couldn''t help admiring. Even thousands of streams didn''t know the secret of the sunset forest in China, but the black old man knew the things of the whole continent!


    "Fucheng children, return my blood tea!"


    Dark clouds are crushing the city, and the wind is killing people.


    A tornado suddenly appeared in the forest and suddenly attacked the Fucheng inn. The tornado ignored everything. Even innocent passers-by would be bloody if they were involved.


    However, when the tornado reached one meter before the inn, it couldn''t get close to half a minute, but it was protected by a powerful soul force barrier.


    "Lord Qinglian, I''ll see you next time. I have to run away."


    The power of the mansion city is reduced, and so is Su Mutian.


    The pressure in the inn suddenly returned to normal, and someone began to whisper:


    "It''s worthy of being Degas. He''s even with the old man!"


    "However, the old man of the government can be an old man. At such an old age, he can compete with his idols. It really makes our generation ashamed."


    "I''ve heard that idols have galloped in the capital of killing. I''m afraid they have been honed stronger than before."


    "I just don''t know the age and appearance of the idol."


    "Wake up, now that the Wulin empire is booming, and there are green lotus Douluo sitting in the town, relying on the inheritance of the gods, idols should not dare to show their faces."


    "Yes, perhaps the moment when the idol identity is revealed will be a shock to the world!"


    Naturally, these whispers did not escape Su Mutian''s ears. He was already a little flustered. Good guy, the limelight was too high. Once someone linked these identities together, wouldn''t they be exposed?!


    Keep a low profile.


    Su Mutian meditated in his heart.


    Then I saw Fu Cheng''s body shaking and greeted the general from the gate of the inn.


    Su Mutian followed closely.


    He was a handsome man in blue clouds and white sleeves. He tied white hair with a golden crown and embroidered his clothes with eagles and golden claws.


    The martial soul is fully opened, and the face-to-face is the real body attachment of the seventh soul skill martial soul.


    His feet turned into sharp and powerful Eagle claws, and the back of his hand turned into a golden feather from the position of his biceps.


    "Your Highness Yun Jun, don''t slander me."


    This is the first sentence that Fucheng said.


    Even if the mansion didn''t say the man''s name, Su Mutian would be surprised, because the man''s appearance... Is so similar!


    Recalling that day in the sunset forest, the tricolor Luyao was not an official match!


    Su Mutian shook his head. It was just a coincidence that there was such a pair


    "Slander? Child, your breath will be known as soon as we smell it. When the Japanese Temple personally saw an old man running away from my Eagle red cliff!"


    Yun Jun''s eyes were sharp and said that the fluctuation of peerless Douluo and even the fluctuation of soul power of extreme Douluo were true.


    Once he was stared at by his sharp eyes, it was like the prey to be captured, shivering


    This pure instinct made Su Mu Tian have a bold idea.


    Yun Jun, you are a soul beast!


    But it''s really frightening for people to practice close to the limit of Douluo!


    Fucheng muttered, "well, you''re wrong. It''s not me. I never go to the sunset forest."


    I''m so happy.


    Yun Jun smiled strangely. His eyesight should be the best in the world.


    The eagle''s eyesight is excellent. Coupled with his profound cultivation, he dare not talk nonsense at a glance, but it''s no exaggeration to stare at a target tens of miles away!


    How thick skinned.


    Su Mutian looked at the old man lying, his face was not red, his breath was not panting, and his heart was not beating, completely overturning his first impression of the old man.


    I thought I was a floor sweeper. Who thought I was an old urchin?


    One second ago I told myself I stole it from Yun Jun, and the next second I didn''t admit it.


    It''s really admirable!


    "Ha ha, blood tea, return it to me!"


    Yunjun doesn''t force much. His eagle wings seem to be mixed with a trace of order. Perhaps only the heaven, earth, yin and Yang wings of Su Mutian are stronger than them.


    "You are my old friend. If you return it to me, it will be safe. Otherwise, I will wipe out your broken inn."


    The onlookers began to stay away silently, and they were not afraid to die. They found an excellent defensive position to peek


    How can we miss such a good play!


    Who dares to trouble the old man on weekdays?


    Don''t you let me take care of you? Not only can some people fight with the old man, but also some dare to challenge the old man!


    Strange!


    Strangely tight!


    "That''s not good. You''ve wandered in my inn. I have to rely on your Eagle Red Cliff as a guest. You have to support me."


    Fucheng refreshed his lower limit of personality again.


    There is no doubt that trees will die without skin. People don''t have face. Heaven and earth are invincible.


    Su Mutian was taken.


    Yun Jun''s indifferent face also twitched slightly. The guy in Fucheng was still so cheap!


    "An dare!"


    "Oh!"


    Suddenly, Yun Jun stood in the air, and his tall and straight figure was suspended in the air, proudly standing in the sky.


    The most beautiful boy on the scene.


    "It''s over. Yun Jun is really here! I haven''t seen him so grumpy before. How... Menopause this time?"


    As soon as the city''s face changed, he felt the terrible soul power distributed all over Yunjun, and knew the soul skill he was going to perform in the next moment.


    "Little friend, his soul is fully open. I''m afraid I can''t restrain it. Can you help resist for a while?"


    The old face of Fucheng is suddenly serious. It seems that he cares about the environment. Don''t be destroyed by their magnificent soul power.


    Su Mutian worries repeatedly and shakes his head. Yunjun''s strength is extraordinary. Can you help the little old man resist risks?


    I''m su. I''m not a good man!


    "Come on, little friend. You also drank the blood tea. He won''t let you go. I''ve known him for a long time and will never deceive you!"


    The mansion looks serious and seems to be true.


    Sure enough, Yun Jun heard his words, locked Su Mutian in his eyes, and then returned to Fucheng: "Fucheng children, if you really stole the blood tea of the temple!"


    Su Mutian sighed in his heart: old man Fu, you forced me to pit me!!!


    Fucheng said with a smile, "it''s not easy to think. My old man needs blood gas. I need to replenish blood!"


    "It''s ridiculous. The blood tea hall is of great use. You''re not your uncle!"


    Yunjun was so angry that he shouted dirty words on the spot. There was no king''s style.


    "Come on, little friend! You must be very grateful!"


    The mansion city sends a secret message to Su Mutian.


    Su Mutian was skeptical, mobilized his soul power and formed a thick air wall. However, in an instant, Yun Jun beat him violently, and countless wind blades swept in, like fierce frost.


    It''s hard to resist without using martial spirits!


    Just when Su Mutian was considering whether to light the soul of martial arts, or let the mansion increase the output of soul power


    The goods ran away


    I saw the city slip back into the inn, the windows and doors close, and an old voice is cheap:


    "Little friend, help me fight first. I''m sleepy. Go to sleep first!"


    Boom ~


    The surface of the whole Fucheng Inn shows a kind of crystal clear light wave. What defense system is used, baby!


    This light wall surrounds the whole Inn, forming a picture of unbreakable thunder, wind and water!


    what the fuck!


    The old man fucked me again!


    Zizizi ~


    Because of the withdrawal of the mansion, Su Mutian suddenly carried Yun Jun''s full soul skill alone. Even if he was defeated and leaned against the light wall, the light wall was actually real!


    "Shit!"


    As a last resort, Su Mutian can only quickly increase the output of soul power and push Yun Jun back.


    This is beyond Yun Jun''s expectation. When he reaches his realm, there are few low hands in the world. Although he has always been a hermit and will not go out to find the enemy.


    But I also know how many strong people there are in the world. This man, he


    But at the next moment, Su Mutian left with the help of the fleeting gap


    Yun Jun''s soul skill hit the light wall mercilessly, and he was unharmed!


    Isn''t this TM about to be covered by the vast sea?!


    The Hanhai heaven and earth cover is the core part of the Poseidon Trident, which can resist the attack of the gods.


    The light wall was blasted by the soul skill of the limit Douluo. There was nothing wrong with it. It was no worse than the heaven and earth mask of the Han sea.


    It should be a sub God treasure!


    Tut, this old man, there is such a baby!


    Su Mu Tian''s eyes lit up.


    The old man of this house doesn''t say it himself. He doesn''t have the righteousness of sharing weal and woe. Shouldn''t it be too much to get this baby by himself?


    "Brother Yunjun!"


    Just as the mang eagle was about to smash the protective cover of the city, an ethereal voice came from the forest.


    It was a deer girl in spotted animal skin. She had antlers. The antlers showed colorful soul power. She gasped and stopped.


    She is as like as two peas in the more than 30 grade, but it is easy to see that she is a beast of the form. Because she did not shape her interior structure, the antlers were not hidden. Only with the improvement of soul power, the body structure could be approached to the human body, and finally it was exactly the same.


    The heart-shaped face, the face is fleshy, and the short legged walking looks very cute.


    "Xiao Yao!"


    Suddenly, Yun Jun dissipated the power of his whole body, flew quickly to her and said, "this hall doesn''t want you to wait for me to go back?"


    "Do you know that your injury has recurred many times and it is not suitable for vigorous exercise."


    Creak ~


    Su Mutian turned back and saw the old man calmly push open the window, poke out his head and watch the movement between Yun Jun and Su Mutian.


    "Old man, wait!" Su Mu said coldly.


    "Don''t be impatient, little friend. What''s this?"


    Fucheng took out a token from his arms.


    "Star Luo Ling!"


    Su Mu Tian also as like as two peas of the same token, he exclaimed: "you are still part of the secret mission of the star Empire?"


    Su Mutian''s respect for the mansion completely dissipated to nothingness. The old urchin didn''t deserve it.


    The mansion said with a smile, "I told you so long ago. I''m just a businessman. What''s wrong with me?"


    "This..."


    Under Yun Jun''s scolding, the deer girl turned red eyes and wiped tears: "Grandpa Shu said to ask Yun Jun''s brother not to come to the star forest, but Xiao Yao can''t catch up with Yun Jun''s brother. Xiao Yao will consume Lu Yuan faster than Yun Jun''s brother."


    "Xiaoyao is good. The temple came to ask the bad old man for an explanation. The bad old man stole the blood tea and tricolor leaves planted in the temple for Xiaoyao to nourish. Xiaoyao said, should the temple punish him?"


    Yun Jun''s heart softened and wiped tears for the deer girl. It''s hard to explain. Xiao Yao''s body has always been poor. The sunset forest is not close to the star forest. He is naturally exhausted after a long journey.


    The deer girl raised her cute face and stared at her tearful eyes: "really?"