Clang clang!
The superposition of ice blades even made the air begin to form a mysterious arc.
"How is that possible?"
A scene that surprised everyone suddenly appeared. I saw that the energy on the long gun was resisted by the power of xuanbing and frozen.
"Burst..."
In the fretting of mind, all the dark ice burst quickly and perfectly stopped the other party''s attack.
"The power of ice attribute?"
I felt the deep-rooted cold blowing around me, and Lao Zu''s face began to become more and more iron blue.
If the first attack failed, it may be a coincidence, but the second attack did not work. This is not just a coincidence.
"This guy... Pervert."
Chihuang Wushen couldn''t help whispering.
"I feel like I still have a card!"
Tianzhiyu looked at more and more disciples, but said without timidity.
Lao Yue''s face became more and more ugly. Finally, he began to show a green and black color. He was a strong man of Wujun level, but he couldn''t deal with a junior of Wuwang level? What a shame to say.
"Hehe... Fishing for the moon... You still haven''t improved."
Suddenly at this time, a deep voice suddenly came out.
The vigorous momentum like the awakening of the devil in the abyss burst out from the deepest place in an instant.
The whole batianzong was shrouded in an instant!
The sky is still bright, but vaguely with a dense taste.
The momentum changed again, and finally became more and more terrible. The amazing cold even made all the batianzong disciples look in awe.
Situ Disha quickly knelt down on the ground and shouted:
"Welcome the ancestors!"
what?
Tianzhiyu''s faces twitched violently.
Ancestors?
The patriarch of batian sect?
An ominous premonition began to emerge from their hearts.
"This momentum... Is it him?"
Lao Zu''s body hurriedly stepped back, his face showed an unbelievable look, and stared at the position where the wind was forming.
He completely did not expect that the old guy who had been locked up like a living dead man should appear at this time.
"Is it him?"
Chihuang Wushen couldn''t help whispering.
"Who is it?"
Bai Aoqing asked hurriedly.
At this time, Bai Siyu also began to smile bitterly:
"Situ is invincible!"
Chi Huang looked at Bai Siyu unexpectedly, and then nodded helplessly:
"Situ Wudi is the seventh leader of batian sect."
"The seventh patriarch?"
A faint smile appeared on the corner of Bai Siyu''s mouth:
"Things seem to be getting more and more fun."
There was a black line in the crowd, and they didn''t realize what fun it was. In particular, the red light and godlessness itself was that the people of the sect knew more clearly about the strong of the older generation. Therefore, the fear in their hearts would become more obvious, and they couldn''t help saying:
"The seventh patriarch situ is invincible. He is a strong man older than the king of Tibetan sword. He has a life span of more than 3000 years. He is a genius and has entered the realm of King Wu in his more than 500 years."
Bai Siyu nodded slightly:
"Yes, but it seems that there is a big gap compared with Brahma."
Chihuang smiled bitterly:
"But at the age of 600, he became a strong man at the Wu Jun level."
As soon as he said this, a feeling of fear suddenly sank everyone''s heart. In a hundred years, he entered the level of Wu Jun?
"Then he chose to close the pass. It is said that he entered the pass of life and death. The last time he left the pass was 800 years ago, that is, at that time, he accepted his disciple, Laozu Laoyue..."
"What? Is Lao Yue his disciple?"
At this time, everyone''s face became more and more dignified.
Even Bai Siyu''s face began to become quite amazing. Even idiots know how amazing a strong man who has entered the Wujun level can achieve in these thousands of years.
"This momentum is so powerful. Such an old monster is not something we can compare."
The momentum between the words evolved again, and the more huge the momentum was, the faces of Bai Aoqing and tianzhiyu also became violent for several minutes.
Things are completely beyond their control. In terms of information and various rumors, the strength of batianzong has exceeded their cognition.
This situ invincible at least has the strength of the top-grade peak of Wujun level, and even can compare with half of the Wuhuang level.
"It seems... It''s time to fight to death!"
Bai Aoqing said with a bitter smile.
"Is it hard or not to die here?"
Peng
The space suddenly exploded, and the oppressive force from the step even formed a small explosion in the space.
Terrible!
Amazing pressure!
A figure slowly danced in the air.
Void lingdu, perfect void lingdu, even floating in the air without the help of any tools.
Great pressure, people can''t help but worship, submit and pray piously.
It seems that the oppression and majesty like a king are enough to make anyone kowtow and beg for mercy.
"All the disciples obey the order and bow down to the seventh leader of batian sect. Situ is invincible!"
Situ Disha was going crazy at this time. The man who had been regarded as a legend by him was really alive, and his strength was so strong, not to mention that he was his real blood. How developed his batianzong will be in the future.
Looking at the old man fishing for the moon, his face began to become ferocious. He was blindly suppressed by the old man. He was going crazy. Now his own support came out. In the future, the batianzong was not under his control.
BA Wushuang''s face became stunned and even unbelievable. In this BA Tianzong for such a long time, he didn''t know that there was such a terrible old monster here?
"My disciple, you have become a strong man at Wujun level."
There was a thin layer of fog around the visitor, which made people unable to see his true face, but with the fluctuation in his speech, the fog gradually disappeared, and then appeared in the air as a middle-aged face.
With blue eyes and blond hair, he was as strong as an ancient god, and the arc on his body seemed to be carved by the most noble sculptor.
Strong, noble, holy!
strong person!
Terrible strong man!
A hundred times stronger than Laozu Laoyue!
In the middle of the eyebrow, the trace of a sword mark is like a evil eye.
"Master..."
Laozu Laoyue''s mouth whispered.
But the voice was full of a kind of fear, a rare fear, which seemed to be a deep fear of situ invincible in front of him.
It was a nightmare look.
But soon this look was forcibly suppressed by him.
"Hundreds of years have passed again. Didn''t you expect me to appear again?"
Situ''s invincible face was full of a strange smile.
"I didn''t expect the master to appear again. From the fluctuation of the master''s body, it seems that he has understood the mystery of the supreme martial arts shackles."
Laozu Laoyue whispered.
"Jie Jie... The supreme martial arts. Only God is qualified to say that he has the supreme martial arts. I can''t do it yet, but this time I feel that I have reached the harvest time."
While talking, his eyes seemed to contain a sharp fine awn flashing in them.
In the movement of his fingers, a little Topaz light quickly gathered, and the terrible vitality of heaven and earth quickly surrounded each other.
Brush
In the flicker of a bit of topaz, situ''s invincible body turned into a topaz robe.
The domineering momentum erupted and soared at this moment
"Into real energy? It has reached the level of Wuhuang level, but it is not the strength of Wuhuang level. Does this guy... Realize this level?"
Ye Fantian thought without fear.
A pair of blue eyes looked at Ye Fantian coldly, then looked at Bai Aoqing and tianzhiyu again, and a smile slowly accompanied the corners of his mouth:
"Dafeng Dynasty... Unexpectedly, you have reached this level. Boy, you are very strong, but you dare to be the enemy of batianzong. Even the king of Tibetan sword is not my opponent, and you don''t have the courage. Besides, does he really think I''m dead?"
Boom
The sound of thunder appeared again. In the thunder and lightning of Daodao, the situ invincible began to break out, and the careless thunder and lightning of Daodao''s arm landed out of thin air.
Hiss
Pointing steadily at Ye Fantian with his fingers, he shouted in a low voice:
"Kneel down... Die!"
"Master, don''t kill him easily. This boy''s talent..."
"Well..."
"The disciple suspected that this boy had a heritage from ancient times and even ancient times... Otherwise, how could he grow to the present level."
"Inheritance? Do you mean secret land or ruins?"
Thinking of the terrible things in ancient times, even he couldn''t help showing his salivation. Looking at Ye Fantian, his eyes began to become hot.
Laozu Laoyue''s mouth twitched fiercely. After the old guy appeared, he would want less benefits.
"Damn, damn bastard! Why haven''t you died yet."
"Boy... Do you understand? If you are sensible, give the benefits of the secret place or ruins, otherwise... One finger is enough for you to die countless times!"
"Secret land? Ruins?"
The emergence of these two words immediately made countless people''s eyes become hot. The inheritance of ancient times, ancient times and archaic times is a noble and unimaginable harvest.
"I didn''t expect you to appear, but I didn''t expect that the person who should have come didn''t come, and the person who shouldn''t have come... Came..."
Ye Fantian''s mouth suddenly whispered, but his eyes lit up with a mysterious and terrible light:
"Situ is invincible... Open your dog''s eyes and see, you are not the only one at Wujun level!"
Boom
In the distant void, an indifferent voice came down like the king of the nine heaven:
"I am Wu Jun!"