The Strongest Martial Spirit of Infinite Upgrade

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As soon as he lifted his eyes, Chu Yan looked at Kirin's pupil, glanced at him, and his brow frowned slightly.

Because the people who come are the magic thunder emperor, Ji Ming and Ge Hong, as well as the great emperor of sky and space, and the great spirit.

Unexpectedly, in addition to themselves, the anti-Shinto people would even come to form a team.

Above the sky, several people were extremely fast, and soon rushed to the front of the demon gate, then stopped and hid in the crowd.

The appearance of the three emperors aroused the attention of some people, but it was only a glance that no longer paid attention.

Of the three emperors, of course, the thunder emperor, this product did not know what secret technique was used to suppress his breath to the emperor's realm.

Even the other two emperors present were not aware of his cultivation.

What puzzled Chu Yan was that it didn't take long for the Emperor of Thunder to leave the crowd quietly, and flew away in a different direction.

"Huh !? Did he find someone at the Holy Pavilion !?"

Chu Yan froze, her eyes narrowed, she just wanted to keep up, but she thought, if the Emperor of Thunder and Thunder really found the relics of the Holy Pavilion, I'm afraid it would not be possible to directly conflict with each other.

After all, the people of Shengtiange are very powerful!

After Chu Yan gave up the idea of ​​tracking the Thunder Emperor, he waited patiently, waiting for the people in Shengtian Pavilion to appear.

But after waiting for a long time, the people who did not wait for the Holy Pavilion, but a group of uninvited guests.

On the horizon in the distance, several figures appeared, but the flight direction was not toward the magic gate, but instead came to the forest where they were.

"Ok!?"

Chu Yan looked up, Kirin's pupil stared at those figures, his face was slightly heavy, and in the sea of ​​anger, Zhenqi began to run slowly.

Huh! Huh! Huh!

Just after being prepared, several sounds of breaking air sounded, the surrounding trees were blown out, and the leaves were flying wild.

Several figures fell to the ground and appeared not far from Chu Yan.

Walking in the forefront is a purple gold robe, middle-aged short beard, majestic face, obviously a long-time leader.

Behind him, it is Zhu Tianhu, Pang Xiong and several Mongolian disciples!

"Chu Yan, let me find it !?"

Zhu Tianhu's face, with a hint of jokes, followed the old man in the purple robe with a proud look.

Ever since leaving the underground river, Zhu Tianhu and Elder Meng Jun have reunited and have been searching for Chu Yan.

"You are Chu Yan !?"

Meng Jun, in a purple gold robe, looked at Chu Yan up and down, covering his senses, and constantly exploring.

Meng Jun finally confirmed that this Chu Yan is not a Shifang Starfield, a disciple of a strong force, or the second generation of a family.

After all, to Meng Jun, these ten-square starfields have some status, and there are really few people he doesn't know.

"Yes, I am Chu Yan!"

Chu Yan nodded and did not deny. After all, Zhu Tianhu and Pang Xiong were here, and they couldn't hide it at all.

"good very good!"

Hearing Chu Yan's answer, Meng Jun withdrew the enlightened sense of inquiry, a smirk appeared on his face, and said,

"I am the Mongolian elder, Mongolian!"

"I'm looking for you this time for the Huang Quanguo and Blood Huang Quan on your body, as well as the white picture, all turned out!"

"In addition, give my apprentice Zhu Tianhu, kneel down and admit it! I can consider it and let you go!"

Meng Jun was carrying his hands on his back, looking down at Chu Yan. As always, he was high in weight and majestic like a monk.

When this word came to the ground, Zhu Tianhu and Pang Xiong sneered at the same time, their chins were raised, and their faces were proud of the spring wind.

Aren't you Chu Yan a cow? ?

Among the hundreds of Huangquan maps, five gold maps are not in front of you. I chose a white map, but it is the most powerful map! ?

It ’s not the same now. ?

"Elder Mongolian !?" Chu Yan froze.

Isn't this the Mongolian tribe? ?

Chu Yan heard Li Mingdao said that the seven major war clan of the Shifang Starfield had no relationship in fact, but that they belonged to the stronger clan under the seven major forces!

Because of the relationship between the seven major forces, they will be collectively called the seven major war clan!

This Mongolian tribe is exactly the genus of the Dark Temple that is the first of the magical forces in Shifang Starfield. Because it has the shelter of the Dark Temple, it is extremely powerful!

"That being the case, I just owed her a favor, and I let you go this time!" Chu Yan glanced at Meng Jun and said lightly.

Dark Temple, although Chu Yan has not been in direct contact, but no matter the Emperor Heixiao or Yuelinglong, they all have helped themselves.

Therefore, if there are no major problems, Chu Yan will try to avoid conflicts with the Dark Temple.

After all, hitting the dog depends on the owner, no! ?

However, Chu Yan's words fell to the ears of Meng Jun and Zhu Tianhu, but they just made them all stupid!

It can even be said that they doubt themselves, and the words they just heard are just hallucinations!

What! ?

Let us go! ?

This Chu Yan, is there a problem in the brain or a problem in the eyes! ?

Didn't see the current situation clearly? ?

"Hum! Boy, the one who talks to me this way is the first one! Since that's the case, I'm sorry ..."

In a word, Meng Jun's body, the emperor's realm was cultivated into a breath, rushing out like mountains and rivers.

These momentums do not seem to be the accumulation before the battle, but more like a deterrence, directly directed towards Chu Yan, and severely suppressed.

Obviously, in the opinion of Meng Jun, a warrior who was cultivated by the median emperor's realm was enough to crush it by his breath.

"moron!"

However, after waiting for Meng Jun to finish speaking, the cold flame in Chu Yan's eyes exploded instantly.

Huh!

I saw a black figure, and instantly pulled out the residual image, rushed straight to Meng Jun's body, and the violent Rakshasa was full of anger, like a thundercloud, roaring and rushing.

Suppressive! ?

Then try it and see who suppresses who! ?

Chu Yan's eyes instantly turned into blood eyes and golden pupils, and the field of Holy Rakshasa opened directly, sweeping away towards the people in front.

Already given a chance, since you don't cherish it, don't give it!

As the great emperor's realm ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and the Mongolian elders of one of the seven major war tribes, Meng Jun's combat power is obviously stronger than that of the same order.

Sudden changes, Meng Jun's response was extremely fast, seeing that the situation was not right, raising his hand was a palm shot.

This palm is very powerful. Although it is swayed, it has at least 50% of his full power!

However, this palm print did not even reach the ten steps in front of Chu Yan, so it was directly stirred up by the unfolding field of Holy Rakshasa, disappearing without a trace!

"Wh ... what !? What is this field !?"

Not only Meng Jun, but even Zhu Tianhu and Pang Xiong were shocked.

"Come on, let's go! Kill him!"

Seeing the rolling black clouds, more and more horrible, Meng Jun's heart raised a bad hunch, roaring loudly.

End of this chapter

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