Son-in-law Dan Zun

Luo Wushu's killing intent on the soul is naturally to be far better than others.

Therefore, at this moment, there is such a word.

This sentence was like the first time he had tore his face to the soul, but also seemed to have a real meaning... Luo Wushu declared war on it himself.

And the battle between each other, he will start from dealing with the soul cloud and asking for interest on it.

Of course, Luo Wushu also knew that his strength was still too weak in front of the soul.

Even if the other party met again, he was still unceremoniously oppressive, and he couldn't do anything.

Even if it weren't for Feng Leizi's appearance, the soul might not give up so easily.

Will repeat it again, the humiliation six months ago.

Fortunately, Luo Wushu's strength is no longer as weak as it was half a year ago, and it will not be able to resist under coercion.

Hearing Luo Wushu's voice that contained monstrous hatred, the soul was also stunned.

Immediately, there was a thick sarcasm in his eyes, "The fool who talks about dreams!"

"Is it idiotic to talk about dreams, is it too early to make a conclusion now?" Feng Leizi smiled faintly.

"Too early?" The soul glanced at Feng Leizi weirdly.

"Even if the cultivation bases of those little beasts are all the pinnacles of the Human King Realm, they can't be the opponent of the Soul Sacrifice."

"What's more, Luo Wushu is only the pinnacle of the soul realm, what does he use to fight my soul palace proud son?"

certainly.

It's not that the Soul Palace is only the proud son of the Human King Realm entering it this time.

There are also some older generations who are strong in the king realm, and their strength is also not to be underestimated.

It's just that the talents such as Soul Cloud are the key to killing Luo Wushu and his party.

"Let's wait and see!" Feng Leizi shrugged faintly.

Looking at Feng Leizi's expression of approval, Soul Di's face was naturally not that pretty.

"You guy, Wise One, how can you get more and more regressive and become so confused."

"Confused?" Feng Leizi sneered.

"Is it because I am getting more and more confused, or is your soul being in a high position all year round and becoming defiant?"

"If Luo Wushu is really so unbearable, then does Lin Yuan have his brain suddenly flooded?"

Feng Leizi didn't say much before entering the ruins of the emperor.

But now, there is nothing left to say.

"You mean, Lin Yuan also thinks that my soul palace will be smashed in the hands of Luo Wushu?"

The soul said coldly.

In response, Feng Leizi just nodded noncommittal.

He looked at the light gate in the void, and suddenly raised his hand, placing a restriction outside the light gate.

Since then, the light gate can only go out, not in.

Seeing Feng Leizi's actions, Soul Di's face sank again.

Is it because he thinks he can't afford to lose, and will go to the ruins of the emperor to interfere with the balance of victory?

"Even if the soul palace will lose, my soul will not be unable to lose." The soul said coldly.

Feng Leizi still smiled non-committal.

Then, he left here.

The gaze of the soul stared gloomily at the light door in the void.

For some reason, as Feng Leizi finished speaking, he had a faint feeling of anxiety in his heart.

It seems that this time the human emperor's relics, his soul palace really suffered a big loss, and he was planted in the hands of Luo Wushu.

But just a moment, the soul dispelled this absurd idea.

The soul cloud is a proud son he cultivated with one hand, and he knows how strong he is.

As for Luo Wushu, there is not much to be commended except for his bones.

...

Relics of the Emperor!

What appeared in the sight of Luo Wushu and his party was a vast and boundless ancient world.

On the left side of the line of sight, huge trees stand tall with luxuriant branches.

On the right, there is a huge mountain that can reach the sky directly.

An ancient, savage atmosphere filled the space between the heavens and the earth.

However, Luo Wushu and his group's gaze only slightly looked around for a few moments, and then looked forward motionlessly.

A magnificent mausoleum seems to occupy an area of ​​tens of thousands of miles, lying in the sky, blooming with a brilliant light, which is extremely eye-catching.

"Ancestors!"

Looking at the mausoleum, Feng Xin's eyes were filled with fiery light.

Although it has been hundreds of years away from the ancestors, but faintly, he can still feel a familiar feeling.

That is derived from the blood, the familiar sense of the same line.

But at this moment, it was not the magnificent mausoleum that attracted the attention of Luo Wushu and his group.

But a line of figures in front of the mausoleum.

Earlier than Luo Wushu's group, the soul cloud and others who entered the human emperor's ruins.

Standing on some buildings in the mausoleum, he looked at the people condescendingly, with the intention of overlooking.

"This time, who else can protect you?"

Hun Yun satirically looked at Luo Wushu.

In fact.

Without Luo Wushu, there might not be this ‘half-year agreement’.

He didn't need to waste time on this.

Not only the soul cloud, Han Yihan also looked at Luo Wushu like an idiot.

"I'm really curious, how stupid you are, after offending the Soul Palace, you will provoke my Qi Sect again."

Luo Wushu looked at Han Yihan indifferently, "I'm also curious how stupid the Qi Sect is, only to provoke me over and over again."

Hearing Luo Wushu's tit-for-tat words, Han Yihan was taken aback for a moment, and then the sneer on his face became more intense.

Some words are spoken out of his mouth, that is right.

After all, his identity lies there.

But Luo Wushu, is it worth it?

"Rather than wasting your lips and tongue?" Hun Yun sneered, and then his gaze swept coldly at Lin Qifan and other people in the Tianxuan Academy.

"Give you a chance, if you quit now, you don't have to kill you."

"Otherwise, next year today will be the anniversary of your death."

Lin Qifan raised his gaze slightly, looked directly at Lin Qifan, and resolutely said, "Whether it is me or the Tianxuan Academy, I vowed to advance and retreat with Brother Luo."

Hun Yun sneered, "How did your Tianxuan Academy treat Luo Wushu half a year ago? Does anyone not know?"

"Now, who are you going to show it to?"

"I believe it, or do you believe it yourself?"

"Hahaha..." Han Yihan laughed and waved his hand: "Brother Yun, you don't understand it. We don't know this. It doesn't mean that some idiots won't eat it!"

Although Han Yihan did not name and surname, everyone knew that he was directly insulting Luo Wushu.

Luo Wushu naturally understood.

He took a step forward, and then looked directly at Han Yihan, "Young Master Qizong, please enlighten me!"

Han Yihan was stunned, but he didn't expect Luo Wushu to have such courage to challenge him directly.

"Are you worthy?"

A cold voice responded.

I saw a shadowy figure walking out from behind Han Yihan, staring at Luo Wushu.

Surprisingly, he is a powerhouse at the pinnacle of the one-man king realm.

Although I have heard of Luo Wushu's deeds, after all, he is not as well-known as meeting.

Even if Luo Wushu is really enchanting, he is confident that with his cultivation base at the peak of the king realm, it is not difficult for him to retreat all over his body even if he is invincible.