Supreme Uprising

The purpose of Baihe Yuanzun’s purpose is to prevent the ancestors of the Sanctuary from using any means of cheating under the anger of anger.

Although Yuan Zun is capable of being high, this is not to say that Yuan Zun is not able to have his own anger. Even many times, it is too easy to master his fate, so in many things, Yuan Zun can like whatever he wants.

This time, the Sanctuary can be said to have lost the wife and the soldiers, and the more at this time, the more it is necessary to prevent the ancestors of the Sanctuary from darkening Luo Yunyang.

The white crane Yuanzun has the shackles of the three lords of the Hongmeng Temple, and the things about Luo Yunyang can be said to be extremely incomparable.

But now, he looked at the nine-day waterfall in the void, and his strength increased in his stomach.

It is not to say that he is willing to put up with this tone. It is indeed the ancestor of the Sanctuary. This thing is done neatly and neatly.

All the younger generations of their own ethnic group were tied to Luo Yunyang, and Baihe Yuanzun even knew the plan of the sacred ancestors and did not block the interface.

Although the Sanctuary does not dare to offend the Terran, but for its own affiliated group, the Terran can not be forced too much.

In particular, the Sanctuary, a large ethnic group, must give a three-point face.

"The ancestors worked neatly and admirely!" Baihe Yuanzun said after taking a deep breath, he said to the ancestors of the Sanctuary.

The ancestors of the holy Yi people did not look at the Baihe Yuanzun, because he knew that the Baihe Yuanzun at this time would never give him any good looks.

What he saw was that from the void, it was hit by a powerful force of one dollar, directly hitting the sage of the Sanctuary.

These arrogant sons, one by one, don’t even talk about it, and even some of the Saints’ talents, because they can’t resist the impact of the one-dollar heavy water that has been upgraded ten times, directly blocked by the surging heavy water.

At this time, it can be said that it is extremely miserable.

Although the Jiutian Waterfall can protect those talents, the loss is equally great.

However, compared with these losses, it is even more important not to let Luo Yunyang use this fierce way to suppress the victorious heart of the young generation of the Saints.

"God, what is wrong with Jiu Tian Waterfall?" The warrior of the Sanctuary who watched the battle, crazy super retreat.

Although the one-yuan heavy water sprayed by the Jiutian Waterfall did not hit the warriors who watched the battle, the kind of sigh of relief from the nine-day waterfall gave them a feeling of tremor from the heart.

Nothing wrong, it is tremble!

Their hearts are shaking, their spirits are shaking, and even some people are directly fainting in the sound of this rushing water.

It’s not that their courage is too small. It’s really not enough for them to repair. Under such a powerful force, it is difficult to produce any resistance.

"I can't retreat!" A strong man of the Sanctuary's imperial concubine, Yang Tian made a resentful roar, and then his whole person was directly shocked by this majestic force.

One, two, three...

That is to say, the blink of an eye, the talents of the thousands of holy Yi people fell, the change is extremely majestic, the imposing nine-day waterfall, there are only less than ten Saints of the talents.

Although these talents are still insisting, but as the one yuan heavy water washed down, the scales on them began to fall off like rain.

What attracted the attention of the entire Sanctuary was the imperial concubine of the emperor, although the color of the heavy water he faced was extremely deep, but he stabilized his body under the impact of a hundred times stronger. .

There is nothing wrong with it, he stabilized his body!

Moreover, with the impact of the heavy water, he even made an effort to take a step forward. Although the advancement of this step cost him a lot of power, when he stepped out of this step, the entire Sanctuary was a thunderous applause.

Even the clouds and the sea, they applauded and expressed their appreciation.

However, the applause quickly subsided, because a figure closest to the Royal Highness of Emperor Huangjiu began to rise again.

Nothing wrong, not a step, but a rise.

The rise is Luo Yunyang. At this time, on the surface, he still maintains a faint smile, and even his rising posture has not changed.

But in fact, every time the impact of the heavy water, his body, there is a feeling of shudder.

When the ancestors of the Sanctuary did not exert the power of the Jiutian Waterfall to the limit, Luo Yunyang’s rise in the sky could really be said to be easy.

But now, although he is superficially easy, in fact, every time he rises a foot, he feels that his pressure has increased by a factor of ten.

Deity: Strength: 51 Speed: 34 Constitution: 41 Spirit: 216 Blood: 0.35

Mixed hole four-beast: strength: 265 speed: 141 spirit: 214 physique: 241

With the help of the property adjuster, Luo Yunyang has raised the speed of his deity to the horrible level of 483 yuan.

This is also the limit that Luo Yunyang can raise his own speed. The other attributes of the mixed-hole four-yuan beast are also added to Luo Yunyang's body.

His strength is far more than the deity. His physique is far more than the elite of the Sanctuary. His spirit is also extraordinary.

The accumulation of these conditions allowed him to maintain a constant speed and slowly rise toward the nine-day waterfall.

That is to win the eye, Luo Yunyang has already come to the side of the imperial court of the emperor, he did not stop, just smiled and nodded.

Huang Hao Jiu Temple roared!

For him, being overtaken by Luo Yunyang at this time is a huge insult. Accompanied by the crazy roar, the imperial court of Emperor Huangjiu vacated and prepared to catch up with Luo Yunyang's pace.

But at the moment when he vacated, the heavy one-water water gave him the biggest lesson. In an instant, he seemed to be squatted on the body by the Taikoo Mountain, and fell directly.

Without the imperial concubine of Emperor Huang, it can be said that the talents of the entire Sanctuary are already in a state of full military.

"How is it possible?" Someone voiced a question, a question of how to believe. However, the voices they questioned were large, but at the end, they were still full of sorrow.

Luo Yunyang's body is still rising. And he is only 10 feet away from the top of the nine-day waterfall.

The purple giant python, a faint sorrow in his look, he did not think that when he used the means that was almost the same, Luo Yunyang turned out to be so strong.

"How did he do it?" There is a white crane Yuan Zun on the side. The ancestor of the holy Yi people has no other way. He already has such a trace of sorrow, and his voice is full of gloom.

Baihe Tianzun did not think much about the problem of the ancestors of the Sanctuary. He smiled lightly: "If I don't know me, I don't know, do you believe?"

"I believe!" The ancestors of the holy Yi people indulged in a moment: "I originally wanted to use the Jiu Tian Waterfall to inspire the younger generation, but..."

Baihe Yuanzun no longer speaks, but just looks like a **** and continues to rise. In a blink of an eye, he has already risen to Luo Yunyang, the top of the nine-day waterfall.

Being able to give such a young talent to protect the road is also a very good choice for him.

In an instant, Luo Yunyang boarded the top of the Jiutian Waterfall, and those who looked at the Jiutian Waterfall were all silent.

Although they want to say something, in this case, they are half-pointed and can’t say it.

Chi Ming and others who regrouped under the Jiutian Waterfall, one by one with a three-point awe, and three-pointed with reverence, looked at Luo Yunyang, who stood tall at the top of Jiutian Waterfall.

At this moment, they have a feeling that they will be able to catch up with this person for the rest of their lives.

Jinyun Donghai has been paying attention to Chi Ming and others. It can be said that when Luo Yunyang is like a **** in nine days, he put his attention on the body of Chi Ming and others.

Seeing the performance of Chi Ming and others, his heart was full of unwillingness, but in the end, he could only sigh.

Because at this moment, he really has no other way.

Not only does he have no other way, even the ancestors of the Sanctuary, can only sigh at this time. The cost of the Holy Dai people can be said to be huge, but the final result is not what he wants. .

He has already imagined both victory and defeat, and he can guide both outcomes, but now it is difficult to win the defeat of any rebellious heart, even if it is him, it is difficult to reverse anything.

"It seems that the ancestors of the Hongmeng Temple, which is the most cultivated in this time, are most likely to be promoted to become the great power of Yuanzun. It should be him." The voice of the ancestors of the holy Yi people with a touch of emotion: "Yes. It’s a bit too overbearing to do things.”

Baihe Yuanzun didn't pay any attention to this kind of complaint, but he looked at Luo Yunyang's gaze, and he added a lot of appreciation.

He knew in his heart that the Sanctuary had to wait for at least a few epochs to restore self-confidence. Luo Yunyang this time, the performance is really good.

"Luo Yunyang, the eight treasures of the dragon pool is in the distance, you can step into the middle of the eight treasures of the dragon pool."

The words of Baihe Yuanzun did not have much disguise, and they sounded directly around the Jiutian Waterfall.

Luo Yunyang heard the voice of Baihe Yuanzun. He did not have any contradiction with Baihe Yuanzun. At this time, he heard his voice and naturally understood that it was Baihe Yuanzun to support himself.

“Thank you for your respect.” After a ritual toward the void, Luo Yunyang vacated toward his own distance, and a piece of huge Shenhu Lake embedded in the void rushed over.

The area of ​​the Shenhu Lake is full of tens of thousands of squares. When Luo Yunyang rushed toward the lake, Luo Yunyang saw a koi with a length of more than a hundred feet, and rushed straight out of the water. There was a trend of flying dragons.

Feeling the majestic power of the lake, Luo Yunyang knows that he has finally arrived at the Babaohualong Pool!