Chapter 1749

In the holy palace of Jiuyang, Xiao Yun comes to the door.

Yang's son of God was superior and was not willing to reconcile.

At this time, there are many disciples in Jiuyang holy palace who are paying close attention to all these things in the distance.

"How dare Xiao Yun invade my Jiuyang holy palace? Does he really think he can sweep the whole world?" Someone snorted coldly.

"Hehe, maybe Xiao Yun is very strong and rich, but how can Jiuyang palace be compared with ordinary people?" Someone sneered.

"Yes, I can smelt heaven and earth when I come out of the Nine Yang ancestral array. The gods should be afraid of it, not to mention a descendant?"

The people of Jiuyang holy palace are full of confidence.

You know, just a few days ago, they felt the power of the Zuzhen!

"The descendants of Gu Ming didn't come. Did Xiao Yun think that he could fight with me in Jiuyang palace?"

"It's arrogant!"

Moreover, some people know that the spirit of the great emperor came from mingziyu.

Now mingziyu doesn't seem to be here. What does Xiao Yun rely on?

The voices of all ethnic groups were heard.

Xiao Yun turned a blind eye to this.

At this time, his eyes were cold and arrogant.

"I say again, hand over the people, otherwise, I will let the mountains and rivers collapse, let you blood in the air."

The deep voice resounded and shook all sides.

This voice is full of a supreme pressure, which contains a strong sense of killing.

Look at this, it seems that if the Jiuyang holy palace doesn't hand in people, this young man named Xiao Yun will really make the heaven and earth of Jiuyang holy palace change color, and the mountains and rivers will be stained with blood!

Xiao Yun is so powerful that many people in Jiuyang holy palace are afraid of it.

"Hum, where does he regard me as the Jiuyang holy palace?" There are also some cold hum, feeling that the supreme majesty of Jiuyang holy palace has been challenged.

Since ancient times, how many people dare to be so arrogant in the Jiuyang holy palace?

Even the gods dare not.

But the young man was so clamoring.

Moreover, in Xiao Yun's side, did not discover any God son.

Is it possible to compete with the son of God in the holy palace of Jiuyang by virtue of these descendants?

"It's a joke." Many people snorted.

At this time, the powerful of Jiuyang holy palace were sent out one after another.

They are all paying attention to it.

Only some people who are out looking for opportunities are not here.

Like Chu Yunfei!

Xiao Yun's arrogant appearance also made those gods dissatisfied.

There are sixteen seals of gods in Jiuyang holy palace, which have been born now.

The two leaders were Yang Hao and Yang Kun.

"That's a big tone. I'll wait to see what kind of talent you have." In yangkun eyes a coagulation, deep voice.

"People, it's here to see if you have the ability to save."

With that, he moved his big hand, and a holy tripod appeared.

In the cauldron, a woman flickered out.

This woman is Yan Shifei.

With the movement of Yang Kun's hand, Yan Shifei appeared on the empty platform in the distance.

Under his sign, there are two quasi gods guarding Yan Shifei in the distance.

In addition, Yang Hao is also a big hand, Mo Zhengyang and GUI wuzhe are also emerging.

They were also held on a suspended platform in the distance.

Mo Zhengyang was very haggard at this time.

These days, he was melted by Yang Hao, which made him tired both physically and mentally.

It is also that he has the body of Tianyang God, otherwise he would have been unable to hold on for a long time.

The ghost warrior was on the verge of death at this time, and was about to die at any time.

Beside her, Yan Shifei is bound by the Nine Yang God pattern, unable to speak at all.

At first, when she was photographed, she was worried, not knowing what the son of God was going to do.

Even, a long time ago, she wanted to die.

It's a pity that the spirit is bound, and she can't give up at all.

It made her feel desperate and helpless.

But at this time, Yan Shifei's eyes moved and she scanned all directions. She immediately found out that the situation was wrong.

Although her spirit is bound, she can still feel it.

Those comments fell on my ears.

"Is Xiao Yun here?" After hearing the familiar name, Yan Shifei's heart trembled violently, and she felt inexplicably excited.

There were tears in the corner of her eyes.

However, she was too far away from each other, and her power of primordial spirit was bound to make her unable to feel Xiao Yun's figure.

This makes Yan Shifei feel some regret.

But now she felt very satisfied.

At least the young man is here.

At least she had a chance to meet the young man again.

"But can he deal with the people in the Jiuyang holy palace?" In addition to excitement, Yan Shifei is also worried.

"Princess of poetry!" In the distance, when Yan Shifei was photographed, Xiao Yun's eyes were shining, and his heart was moving. It was only after seeing that the woman was bound by the divine power, there was a cold light shining in his eyes. This is his beloved woman, but at this time, he was imprisoned, just like a prisoner, and his life and death were not in his control.The strong murderous spirit diffused.

"If anyone dares to move my Xiao Yun's woman, I will let the blood flow from Jiuyang holy palace!" The almost violent words spewed out of Xiao Yun's mouth.

In a moment, he strode forward.

"If you let them go, it can be done well, or some of you will bleed for it."

Xiao Yun said in a deep voice to Yang Hao and others.

There is no doubt in this discourse.

This is threatening the son of God.

If you don't let people go, you may die here.

This is no threat!

It's true to do so!

Xiao Yun expressed his determination!

Such words are not arrogant.

How many people dare to say so in Jiuyang palace?

"I'm not ashamed of it!" After Yang Hao, the disciple of Jiuyang holy palace Leng hum.

"How could Xiao Yun be so arrogant?" Yang Lingtian frowns, eyes dew dignified.

He has also seen Xiao Yun's divine power.

In his impression, the young man should be calm and not aimless.

Now that he dares to say so, there may be something to rely on.

But he really can't think of it. What can Xiao Yun rely on?

"The spirit of the great emperor?" Yang Lingtian looks suspicious, but he doesn't see mingziyu at this time.

"Arrogant guy, let me teach you a lesson and let you know what outstanding people in the world are better than others in our eyes."

Behind Yang Hao, a son of God walked out.

Yang Hao and others were silent.

They also wanted to see what the young man had to do.

At the same time, though, he pulled his hands.

The seal is condensed.

"Draw on the power of Nine Yang!" Yang Hao hands, the force of the sealed Nine Yang.

All of a sudden, the holy palace of nine suns is in the sky, and nine rounds of Shenyang appear.

Although he is very confident.

But at this time, we have to guard against it.

After all, Xiao Yun is not an ordinary person.

If there is nine Yang in, he will be invincible.

Hum!

The void of the holy palace of Nine Yang rises and becomes a large array.

The divine pattern wriggles and falls, blocking the heaven and earth.

At the same time, the son of God walked away to Xiao Yun.

However, Yang Hao and others let him go and did not immediately urge Jiuyang Zuzhen to deal with Xiao Yun.

Look at this, it seems that there is an ancestral array, and everything is under control.

He is not afraid of Xiao yundun.

The son of God wandered here, and behind him came the Nine Yang.

Obviously, this person also has Jiuyang holy body.

Of course, even the Jiuyang holy body has its strengths and weaknesses.

Some people just reluctantly gather Nine Yang.

If Yang Ling Tian, he is worse than Yang Ding Tian's Nine Yang.

But these gods are not the same.

Each of them is the most outstanding existence in ancient times.

Among them is the son of the God King. The power of the Nine Yang is not only pure and incomparable, but also contains the power of Shinto.

The son of God, named Yangzhu, is also the son of the king of God.

At this time, when he was walking, his blood was surging to the sky, and the sun was gathering and rising in the sky.

Buzz!

The void is shaking, the Nine Yang evolves and floats overhead.

Each round of Shenyang contains the power of terror, among which there is the circulation of divine power and the potential of burning the heaven and earth.

Whoa!

Yangzhu strides forward, and the vast power of Shenyang is like a wave and a raging tide sweeping towards Xiao Yun.

With such momentum, even the people behind Xiao Yun feel afraid and quickly retreat.

"Stronger or weaker? I don't have time to compete with you. " Seeing this Yang Zhu strolling and coming, he looks like he wants to compete with himself. Xiao Yun hums coldly.

At this time, he came to save people and could not delay for a moment.

Because every delay, Yan Shifei has the possibility of falling at any time.

In this way, does he have a leisurely mood to compete with this Yang Zhu?

If in their duel, what should others do to Yan Shifei?

Would Xiao Yun gamble on Yan Shifei's life?

So

Xiao Yun didn't pay any attention to the Yangzhu.

The palm of his hand moved.

The source bow appears in the hand.

At the same time, tuntian God tower evolved.

The pagoda appears in the sky, but it protects Yan Shiyan and others.

This is to protect them.

After all this was done, Xiao Yun strode forward.

He sat on the horse with his back down, his right arm raised, and his Qi from the source was injected into his bow.

Then the bowstring starts to pull.

Hum!

When the bow is pulled, a road like hum is heard immediately.At the same time, the vast power resounded from all sides.

This divine power shakes open, let nearby people's mind is trembling, some lose.

"Phantom worm!" Take advantage of this, phantom insect from Xiao Yun's knowledge of the sea out.

The phantom bug has the power to penetrate the void.

It pierced through the void and immediately fled to the front to rescue Yan Shifei.

At this time, Xiao Yun's bow string pull, attracted the attention of all the disciples of Jiuyang holy palace.

"It's the bow!" When the bow was pulled, there was a cry of alarm.

Because Xiao Yun used to shoot a killer.

Only this time, the momentum of Shiyuan bow has become stronger.

First of all, after Xiao Yun entered the land of heavenly punishment, Shiyuan bow had recovered its vitality.

Secondly, Xiao Yun also successfully set foot in the quasi divine realm.

In this way, his strength soared, and the power of the starting bow was naturally not the same.

"What kind of weapon is this?" When Shi Yuan's bow was opened, his face suddenly changed.

"What an amazing momentum, actually surpasses the God King soldier!" Yang Hao and Yang Kun in the distance also changed color.

Whew!

At this time, the bow of Shiyuan was opened, and the arrow flashed, which was to shoot directly at the front of the Yangzhu.

Shiyuan bow is too fast, through the void, and in an instant appears at the side of Yangzhu.

When the divine arrow shoots, the original divine pattern blooms, like a heaven and earth of origin, and the vast Daowei envelops the void where the Yangzhu lies.

Yang Ji felt that he was breathing heavily.

The vast divine power is like the power of the road, which makes people's soul tremble, and can't help but give birth to the idea of top ceremony and worship.

"God King soldier!" Startled, his palm moved, and quickly summoned the king of God soldiers.

However, the king escaped from the God directly.

The magic soldier didn't resist the enemy for him and fled directly.

"No..." In this case, let Yang Zhu lose color in shock, and the color of panic appears in the eyes.

He cried out at once.

Whew!

It was just when he lost his voice and exclaimed that the arrow from the origin had already appeared in front of his eyes.

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