The Human Emperor

Chapter 1370

When I heard Song Yuanyi, everyone was in the heart.

The way of the law, the virtual and the real, the use of the power of heaven and earth, and the power of the military is completely different, without the preparation, the trade rushed, it is likely to be countered.

Not far away, Wang Chong put the dialogue between Song Yuanyi and the master of the Zhengzhou League in the ear, and nodded slightly in his heart.

He and Song Yuanyi's judgments are almost exactly the same. This is indeed an extremely powerful array of powers, but in Wang Chong's perception, this does not seem to be as simple as a simple array. When Song Yuanyi shot his hand, he still felt something else.

"Boom!"

When thinking about it, the sudden changes, suddenly a big earthquake, a strong breath from far and near, coming here.

"Five ancestors, is the five ancestors!"

A panic of screams came from a distance. A few thousand feet away, a free-fighting man stood on a high place and glanced at the rear. He immediately panicked and ran down, like a plague.

"Report!"

It was also a moment of time. One of the disciples who were scattered outside and responsible for the vigilance immediately flew in, kneeling in front of Song Yuanyi and Xie Guangting:

"After seven or eight miles away from the rear, the people of the Wuzu League, under the leadership of Xuanyin's ancestors, are coming in the direction we are in. They are numerous, and it is estimated that there should be four or five hundred people! ”

"Hey!"

The Zhengqi allied disciple was still talking on the ground with one knee on his knees. The next moment, a burst of strange noises was like a ghost crying, coming from afar.

Immediately thereafter, a huge dark red flagpole rises from the horizon and appears in the eyes of everyone. There are five different ghost heads embroidered on the flagpole, and there is an indescribable darkness and evil in the distance.

"Hey!"

Seeing this flag, the crowd exploded at once, and the shadows of the people were pale and full of fear. They fled back like snakes.

"Quickly retreat, Xuan Yin's ancestors kill people without blinking, everyone is careful!"

"Damn, how are these devils coming!"

"The people of the Five ancestors have done a lot of evil, and when they run into them, they have fallen into the blood of eight lives. This is not to be done!"

A warrior who gathered here is cold and sweaty. Some idle warriors even turned their heads and went away. They fled from here.

If Zhengqi League is in the midst of the sectarian world, no one dares to scorn its front, everyone is afraid of them, then for the ancestral center, the five ancestors of the sectarian center, all evil is not from the bottom of the heart. . That feeling is like falling into the deepest nightmare.

The five ancestors of the Five ancestors, each with strong strength and temperament, angered them, only one dead end.

Oh, for a moment, the whole area was in chaos.

The speed of the Wuzu League is extremely fast, but only a short period of time has already crossed the heavy space, appearing in a place not far from the distance, and just in the direction of the Zhengqi League.

"Hey!"

A famous disciple of the righteous genius, looking at the ancestors of the five ancestors who came here from the tide, went back.

"Song Yuanyi! This time the old man's skill is fully restored, we are one-on-one, fair battle again!"

Suddenly, a loud voice echoed between heaven and earth. The sound did not fall, the bang, a smoldering black smoke rolling, like a beam of light over the heavy void, toward the pole fluttering the positive flag of the flag.

"Luo Qiyin, you really haven't changed at all!"

Song Yuanyi stood still, his fingers flicked, and he rushed out of the air, hitting the black suffocation from the Xuan Yin ancestors. The rumbling, the suffocating explosion, the two suffocating air quickly disappeared in the air.

"Hey, Song Yuanyi, your suffocation seems to be not too small."

With a burst of laughter, a huge black shadow swells and slams into the ground. In the air, it is a palm bang, a smoldering sigh, dark and insidious, like steel like iron, shot down. Only this palm is no longer the flag of Zhenggang, but Song Yuanyi under the banner.

"Even if you consume more, it is more than enough to deal with you."

The cold voice of Song Yuanyi echoed between heaven and earth. The sound did not fall, the steep rise of the ground, like the tide of Changchun suffocating, raging and violent, toward the opposite Luo Qiyin.

"Boom!"

In a short period of time, the two exchanged more than ten palms, whether it is Song Yuanyi or Xuanyin's ancestors, both of them are the top giants of today's sectarian circles, and they are like iron and steel.

At the time, with Song Yuanyi and Xuan Yin's ancestors as the center, a strong storm swept around, and the air seemed to be turned into a heavy wave, striking and screaming. Boom, the earth shook, the waves in the sky slammed down, landed on the ground, exploding the gravel and shards of the sky.

what!

Around the four, everyone burst into excitement, and they all retreated toward the surroundings, such as avoiding snakes. With the strength of Song Yuanyi and Xuanyin's ancestors, if they are hit by the suffocation of the two, I am afraid that it will be a dead end.

"Hey, Song Yuanyi, let the old man come to meet you!"

At this time, a sneer sounded, and there was a darkness and evil in the voice.

The sound did not fall, oh, there was no sign of the slightest. Within a few square miles, a small piece of dust shook and suddenly rose up, and the whole area instantly turned into a sea of ​​particles. At the same time, almost a burst of exclamation came, a famous martial artist, including the master of Zhengqi League, changed their faces, and they all felt that the suffocating operation in the body suddenly slowed down a lot.

"Good and strong turbidity!"

Wang Chong was also shocked by the heart. He looked up sharply and looked at the direction of the voice.

In his induction, within a few ten feet of a circle, a huge turbidity suddenly burst out from the ground, filled with the whole piece of void. This kind of turbidity is the most filthy breath. It has not undergone any refinement. It is incompatible with the suffocating qi between the martial art and the qi and the aura of the heavens and the earth. It is much lighter than it.

Any warrior, regardless of the evil spirits, once affected by this turbidity, the body's helium operation will be much slower, even Wang Chong is affected by this turbidity. Only Wang Chong’s heart moved slightly, and immediately collected the turbid gas that invaded the body into the Yongquan point at the bottom of the foot and infiltrated into the ground.

"The ghost ancestor!"

A burst of exclamations rang through the sky, countless warriors exposed their fears, and they retreated backwards. Their expressions were even more fearful than when Xuanyin’s ancestors Luo Qiyin appeared.

The rumble, the next moment, have not waited for everyone to react, the black smoke between the heavens and the earth, the ghosts crying, and just behind the five ancestors disciples, a figure wide robes and big sleeves, rising from the ground, toward the air in the air The League leader Song Yuanyi attacked.

"Hey!"

Just listening to a scream, the ghosts of the ancestors of the ancestors took a shot. In an instant, the black gas on the ground was like a river flowing into the sea. It was turbulent, and it was twisted and changed in midair, turning into countless ghost soldiers and ghosts. Ghosts, ghosts, and even ghost kings, ghosts, and screaming. With the palm of the ancestors of Wan Gui, as if the rivers and the seas, the Song Yuan one slammed into the air.

At that moment, the turbidity between the heavens and the earth was fierce and thousands of times, and the degree of compactness was suffocating. More importantly, everyone can feel a huge suction in the air, just like there are endless monsters and ghosts in the madness, but these things are not the skill, but the soul of the warrior.

"Wan Ghost worships the big yin and gong! Everyone is going back!"

In the crowd, an idle warrior screamed and turned and ran wildly.

Crazy and fear are contagious. In a flash, the crowds around are pushing and crowding each other, running like a beast. Some warriors escaped and even leapt directly from the other side.

"Hey!"

Around the four, a famous martial artist, including the disciples of the Five ancestors, evaded the urgency, and fell to the ground like a wooden stake. The flesh and blood on them quickly withered, and their eyes were stunned before they died. It seems to have experienced extreme fear.

"Damn! Wan Guizu, I will come to you!"

A violent drink rang through the sky, and the sound did not fall. I saw a figure rising from the ground.

With the light of Xie Guangting's palm press, a huge force immediately slammed into the gloom of the tens of thousands of ghosts.

Hey, I only heard the sound of the cracking of the earth, and the infinite turbidity that erupted from the ancestors of the ghosts was immediately torn completely, and there were countless cracks. Even those ghost soldiers, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, etc., were instantly torn apart.

The bang and the ancestors of the Song and Yuan Dynasties, Xie Guangting, the ancestors of the tens of thousands of ghosts, the two sides fought fiercely in the void.

But the next moment, the light flashed, and the suffocation exploded. Song Yuanyi and Xuan Yin's ancestors turned over and retired. At almost the same time, the ancestors of Wan Gui’s ancestors often circumvented, and the high ones fell on the flagpole of the Wan Gui Zong.

Until then, all the talents saw his appearance. The fierce figure of the five ancestors, with its eagle hook nose and black iron-like skin, both palms are like bird claws, slightly curled, and the most impressive one is his A pair of black and cold, it looks terrible.

On the other side, Xie Guangting's sleeves were like a leaf, gently falling from the sky, the moment of landing, not to be surprised.

The two were relatively distant and the atmosphere was solidified.

"Hey, Song Yuanyi, Jianghu people say that you have a pair of eyes to see the autumn, but there is something you may not know!"

At this time, Xuanyin’s ancestor Luo Qiyin broke the silence and suddenly spoke.

He walked two steps forward, suddenly a sullen smile, then jumped up, and in the air is a strong black suffocating, like a meteor hit the moon like a Song Yuan.

"Oh, poor!"