An Unyielding Wind

The golden divine power symbolizing the emperor level envelops Yun Qinghong's palms. A majestic momentum like a mountain burst out from him, Ling Bing's eyes flashed cold in front of him, and he swung out with a fierce palm, hard to distinguish with the naked eye. At the end, the two Jinmangs collided together without reservation!

But when I heard a muffled sound, the terrible shock formed a small-scale blast! The strong wind like the waves quickly spread out like water. (-一 ＠ 三 # 八 ￥ 看 & 书 * 网 --Free Novel)

The wind came to my eyes, as if a punch was being punched on the chest, and many strong men beside him couldn't help but screamed and retreated. This level of confrontation is that the god-level strong men can't bear it.

Forte and a middle-aged man in a dark robe in the Dark Hall of Dare didn't dare to neglect, and each quickly raised their hands to support a curtain of light with divine power, blocking the aftermath of the confrontation. Lan Xiu, proud wind is not to be outdone, the master and apprentice teamed up to release the golden divine power barrier, blocking the oncoming pressure.

The storm came fast and went fast. After the fresh wind subsided, the crowd retreated before stopping. At this time, everyone looked at each other and was shocked to find that they had withdrawn for a moment without realizing it.

Around the tripartite forces, an empty and large factor has now formed. The tendency to form a triangle does not give way to each other. Yun Qinghong and Ling Bing are standing opposite each other in the open space in the center of the triangle.

One was smiling, his expression was naturally chic, and the other was iron-blue, trembling with fear.

Yun Qinghong was standing in the center, but Ling Bing almost receded to the edge of the circle. The white robe on his body was torn a few places, and looked very embarrassed. He just fought and knew who won or lost. (-一 ＠ 三 # 八 ￥ 看 & 书 * 网 --Free Novel)

This "This is impossible!" Ling Bing shouted in disbelief. He couldn't accept it. Yun Qinghong, who had been stabilized by him a few years ago, now has strength above him, which made him feel at the bottom of his heart. Rising a sense of weakness and fear, at this time was surpassed by him, then Yun Qinghong's outstanding traitor, he will never turn over in the future!

Yun Qinghong once claimed that the first genius of the mainland was not a joke! Before Aofeng was born, he was the first young man on the mainland. When Ling Bing received it as the emperor, he had a hunch. His future success will be above himself. Therefore, he was so anxious after his defection. Kill it.

But he never expected that this day would come so early!

There is nothing impossible. You also know that the growth of strength after the advent of God's grace has a lot to do with the talents of the heirs. Your qualifications are not as good as mine. You should be very clear about me who I once chose under Ling Bingyue. A faint laughter emanated from Yun Qinghong's mouth. The man was standing proudly, smiling handsomely, his body was golden and flowing, his snow-white hair was windless and automatic, and a bright silver glittering line under his feet rose slowly. From now on, the crowds were afraid to look at it.

The eighth-order star pattern and nine emperor stars are even more terrifying. There are seven silver swords flashing in the star pattern!

Hiss, the Seven Sword Gods, "This boy is too scary!" He narrowed his black eyes, and the dazzling texture was printed into his eyes, and Pride was startled by him! No wonder Ling Bing was so shocked that he became the Seven Sword God Emperor without a word,

It is just that his strength is not stable enough, and the pressure of Yun Qingcang's God Emperor is much worse. {Pure text update super fast-one three three # 八 ￥ 看 & 书 * 网-小说}

Haha, congratulations. Congratulations. A loud laugh suddenly came from the side. The messenger of the light, Fu Tai, saw Ling Bing's defeat, and quickly stepped forward, with a false smile on his face: Lord Zhu Zhen, your dark fantasy hall is full of talents, this evil emperor It ’s such an amazing figure, it ’s really unexpected. However, although the two halls of our fantasy are not in harmony, today is for one purpose. Let the grievances be set aside for a while, delaying the king ’s business, you and I will not please I believe you understand. "

The middle-aged man in a black robe was proud and smiled insincerely: Yeah, I did n’t expect that the Light Temple would train us such a good seed, a 25-year-old **** Order strong! On the continent of our gods, there are not many people. I have recommended him to the above. The great king is very satisfied and remembers my great work. It is believed that it won't be long before Lord Forte will see him in the dark camp of the continents of the gods. "Six / Month \ Chinese Premiere

The King of Light and the King of Darkness are constantly fighting for faith on this continent, and constantly fighting for this, the two messengers opened their mouths, and there was a burst of guns and sticks. 《-一 ＠ 三 # 八 ￥ 看 & 书 * 网 --Free》

The dark camp of the gods' continent?

Upon hearing this, Aofeng was startled and looked up at Yun Qinghong, but when he saw that the latter was also looking at her, his eyes blinked mildly like water, which seemed to make her not to worry.

Forte's face changed slightly, and before he got any benefit, the messenger of the time had already done a great job! With such talents in the dark camp, there will be one more king-level character in the seat after a thousand years. Will the King of Light be happy?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help humming, "Human is good, but I hope he can be called to the Dark Lord."

This sentence did not hide the intention of killing, many people frowned.

Hey, Fotai, do n’t say anything secretly, I know you will destroy it by any means. Do you think I will be afraid of you? Bright and dark, I wish Zhen to be always available! But as you said, if you want to do it, you should stay after competing for something like that. After all, I already have one achievement, and you have nothing. With a smile, Zhu Zhen nodded to Yun Qinghong, no longer paying attention to the pale and radiant people in the hall, and walked in the direction of Aofeng and others.

Lord Qin City, for a long time, his name is like thunder and ears. Fortunately, he will!

In the distance, Zhu Zhen arched her hand to Aofeng and laughed very enthusiastically. (-一 ＠ 三 # 八 ￥ 看 & 书 * 网 --Free Novel)

The enemy's enemies are friends. He understands this truth, and Yun Qinghong and Aofeng itself have a good relationship. Zhu Zhen's natural idea is to pull Luo Xingcheng into the dark fantasy hall.

He hopes to cooperate with Aofeng. Of course, Aofeng will not let him down. His eyes turn around and he smiles lightly. "I often listen to Qinghong talk about the great King of Darkness. I didn't believe it at first, but now I see it, but I really let I was taken aback. I didn't work harder than he did this year. It was scary. "

Master Qin Cheng joked, you are only twenty years old this year, and speaking of the talents of Lord Yun Qinghong are only high or low. After all, he has the grace of God and you have not. What will be the situation after five years? Okay. Zhu Zhen smiled slightly, and he was also very polite to Yun Qinghong. Although he is not strong now, he has been valued by the great king. He still counts on him for years.

Aofeng lowered his brow and asked curiosity: "What is God ’s grace? What is this? Forcibly ascending, would n’t there be sequelae? In case the future is affected, isn't it worth the loss?

Zhu Zhen laughed. In fact, it is also a means to enhance strength. Being in the dark camp, this will not have any impact, but just give a trace of his soul, and the power of the King ’s faith will follow. This mark is sent back to the body to achieve the purpose of reshaping the strength of growth. After the grace of God comes, the speed of cultivation will also speed up fraud. On the continent of our gods, only the core personnel will enjoy the grace of God every one hundred years. It is good luck for Qinghong Tianren. This task is not too important. His Majesty will not be in a hurry to shape the master to lower the grace of God. Accepting the grace of God, with the dark elemental spirits, Master Yun Qinghong has an unlimited future! "

Give a ray of soul? Aofeng glared, frowning at Yun Qinghong, his eyes anger flickering, **** stinking kid, can this soul be given away? She knew that there would be no lunch in the world, neither Yun Qinghong nor Ling Bing would It ’s good, it ’s no different from the imprint of the soul of the contracted beast. The king has orders, and they have to execute them, even the order to send death. Most of the ascension of the earth is cultivated by oneself. The soul is also free, but They are simply slaves to others!

The cloudless sky that had always looked indifferent also showed a dignified color.

Yeah, is there anything wrong? Zhu Zhen saw the look of proud wind, as if guessing something, smiled lightly: "Do n’t worry about the master of the city. When he originally joined our dark camp, he swore to God that he would not betray the dark king for life, but now there are just too many A ray of soul makes no difference

Aofeng sneered secretly, no difference is strange!

The so-called never-backed pledge is part of the present. Once the power is beyond the scope of the rule, he can get rid of his control, but the soul is controlled differently. Even if he reaches the level of the great king, it is impossible to violate his orders. As long as the Dark Lord thinks, it will be wiped out

When he meets a gifted talent, he accepts his soul. Even if someone is stronger than him, he will be controlled by him. The method of this dark king is really powerful.

Perhaps Yun Qinghong didn't want to improve his strength in this way, but in the wing dark camp, he had no choice. He felt a bit distressed when thinking about the proud wind here. This man seems to have been in such a helpless environment. No matter how dazzling the halo is, it cannot escape fate.

Don't think so much, in short we will not be enemies, never. Yun Qinghong slowly walked over, his warm palm lightly holding Aofeng's hand, and his deep black eyes stared deeply at her, as if he was telling his eternal belief.

After a pause, he smiled again: "Honest Master Zhen, I and Aofeng will not reunite for a long time. Go to her place and sit. Is it okay?"

Zhu Zhen has heard the "back-to-back relationship, relationship, and laughed very well: No problem, Lord Qinghong, you can stay as long as you want."

At this point, people were almost there. Several people returned from Lei Yufeng and found that Yun Qinghong and Yun Jitian had sat next to Aofeng and had to stare at each other twice. Brothers Ji Yong, Brother Bu Qingge, and Mu Tang brought their respective chair-supporting families. The trade unionists and horses arrived one after another. With a few words of shame, they sat on their seats, on the large white square, and hundreds of powerful men Sitting in two long horizontal rows, the scene was spectacular.

The Lord of the City arrives! With a briefing, the people in Yunzhong City led by Yun Qingcang finally appeared on the avenue. As soon as he appeared, Futai, Zhu Zhen, and others immediately appeared. 2k ​​novel reading network