Chapter 965： Horror Wind Demon (Five more monthly ticket)

Tianyun main peak, half of the main peak almost turned into nothingness.

The disciples of Tianyun Jiushan were all startled, soaring into the air, looking at the main peak.

"what is that?"

"Dragon? Wrong, is it divine consciousness?"

"My God, is it Supreme Mind, there is Supreme at war?"

Sounds of horror and horror sounded in the nine mountains, and countless people watched the scene where the two black dragons and the seven-colored giant swords were shaking in the void and terrifying.

I saw that there were many traces on the giant sword, eroded by the devilish energy, and even one area had been eroded through.

The wind demon crouched and stood with his hands behind, his eyes turned into darkness.

Mr. Wuling's face became paler, and the Supreme Mind was corroded a little, and it was like the pain of breaking his fingers. When he fought with the Supreme Mind of Wind Demon to this day, what shocked Mr. Wuling's heart was that the Supreme Mind of Wind Demon was so terrifying degree.

The wind demon is the supreme pinnacle, but his Wuling Monarch is also the supreme high-grade cultivation base, and the supreme mind attack, he is suppressed almost everywhere.

This is Wind Demon! ?

That is, the only supreme left in Tianyunzong now.

It was only one person, but the top ten star domain supreme dared not to covet the heavenly cloud **** tree.

This is how Wu Lingjun realized that he too underestimated the Sky Cloud Sect and the Wind Demon.

"Wind Demon, do you really want to make trouble?" Mr. Wu Ling suppressed his heart with shock, his voice roared like thunder.

Feng Mo faintly looked at Wu Lingjun, "If you dare to do anything to hurt my Tianyun Sect disciple, tomorrow I will receive the Tianyun Sect's ten thousand disciples into the Xuankun Realm Pearl, kill them to Middle Earth, and slaughter your Wu family members. "

"Today, one-third of your supreme mind is not compromised here, so don't want to leave!"

Feng Mo's voice was calm, but extremely domineering.

Even if Wu Lingjun has tens of thousands of minds, he can't help but ignite raging anger.

"Wind Demon, don't take an inch!" He moved his fingers slightly and took a deep breath, but he was extremely jealous.

He did rise to the heart of activating the hand war, comparing this place to the Sky Cloud Sect. If the war starts, it will definitely be the Sky Cloud Sect who has suffered heavy casualties.

The most important thing is that Mr. Wu Ling knows that if the Supreme Nian attacked, he... will undoubtedly lose.

The supreme mind evolves the line of the devil dragon. This is horrible. The dragon and the phoenix are originally the existence of the bloodline in the star sky.

Mr. Wu Ling was heartbroken, and he felt regretful in his heart. If he loses one-third of his Supreme Mind, he will have to cultivate for at least a thousand years.

Feng Mo faintly looked at Wu Lingjun, and only uttered a word, "Don't force me to kill you!"

As the sound fell, Wuling Jun's face was shaken.

He stared at the wind demon, taking a dozen breaths, and the light passed by the Xuankun Realm Pearl.

"Wu Bosu, give you thirty breaths!"

Wu Lingjun's face was extremely ugly. He thought he could hold Feng Mo's incense stick time, I am afraid it would be difficult to hold half of the incense stick now.

"Damn, this guy is really a dying supreme?" Wu Lingjun screamed in his heart, but the trace of regret in his heart surfaced again.

He died for Yiwu Xuanshen and took the lives of two promising descendants, and now he even loses one third of the Supreme Mind.

This is not worth it!

...

Inside the Nethersea Realm Bead, the sound vibrated, as if coming from the ten directions of heaven and earth.

Within Xuanguang, a terrifying explosion with a radius of several tens of meters rose up, and billowing violent waves hit the world, like a tsunami, sweeping across the world.

When the explosion subsided, the profound light exploded, but Wu Bo Su Shao appeared on the blue ocean in embarrassment.

Thirty breaths! ?

Wu Bosu suddenly raised his head, the light in his eyes increased sharply, and finally gradually dimmed.

Many scars appeared on Qin Xuan's body again. At the last moment, Wu Bosu decisively detonated the sixth-grade magic weapon gold magnetic spoon, and this was to avoid being killed.

Even Qin Xuan was hurt by this. Qin Xuan's eyes flowed, waved his palm, and removed the magic treasure fragments embedded in his bones from his body.

He naturally heard the voice in Wu Lingjun's ears, and he looked at Wu Bosu.

"You can't kill me, you are destined to die!"

"Since I know your name, how can I not know your cultivation base? How can I not know what you are thinking!"

"Into this Nethersea Realm Bead, it is not you who want to kill me, but..."

Qin Xuan's voice was cold, "I want to kill you!"

People like Wu Bosu are terrible, and so is it. When Qin Xuan saw this person, murderous intent appeared in his heart.

Ten years later, the fairy phoenix ruins opened, and he was destined to enter it. If Wu Bosu sneaked in during the battle of life and death, that would be the real lore.

In the previous life, Wu Bosu killed him, and even hovered around Tianyunzong after Wuxuan's death. As long as there is a slight sign of someone who resembles him, Wu Bosu will kill him mercilessly.

Because of this, even though Qin Xuan was concealed in his previous life, he was finally found by Wu Bosu.

If such a person does not die, there will be endless troubles.

Wu Bosu finally spoke, his voice hoarse, "You are an evildoer, Wu Xuan has not died injustice!"

"But if you kill my only blood, I will kill you!"

"If you die, I will kill you!"

His voice was hoarse, and he had already left, coming directly to Qin Xuan.

"You will pay for my grandson!"

As soon as his voice sounded, Wu Bosu had already appeared in front of Qin Xuan. The speed was even twice as fast as before. Qin Xuan expected what Wu Bosu would do, but his body had not yet reacted.

Wu Bosu's body was like a melting furnace, and the terrifying temperature almost dried up the sea under Qin Xuan's feet.

Qin Xuan's eyes moved slightly, punches like a dragon, and he blasted back without hesitation.

"You burn the Nascent Soul, want to kill me by burning your body?"

Qin Xuan's voice was cold, as if he had expected it.

Before he could leave, Wu Bosu's only palm had grabbed Qin Xuan's ankle.

There was a dead silence in his eyes. For the last thirty breaths, it was impossible for him to kill Qin Xuan. There was only one way to go.

Wu Bosu didn't say a word, Qin Xuan's feet shook, and his strength was like a dragon, shaking Wu Bosu's arm into powder and blood mist.

But it was the blood mist that burned like fire at this moment, turned into chains, rushed towards Qin Xuan’s soles, trapped it, and did not enter into it. The flames continued to turn into chains and spread, trapping Qin Xuan as much as possible. .

On Qin Xuan's body, the eight desolate war patterns lit up with black war patterns, and the terrifying energy continued to crumble the flames, and there were scorching marks on the body, burning the skin and bones.

At this moment, Wu Bosu's body was burning in the extreme realm, including the soul behind him.

"Is Samadhi really hot?"

Qin Xuan turned around, and he watched that the skin and flesh soul soul was ignited almost like firewood, and turned into a terrifying flame to envelope it.

He knew very well that the real fire of samādhi made by a half-travel monarch in Wubosu, Burning Soul, Burning Flesh, and Burning Soul Infant, is almost impossible for him to break free. Even if it is to break free, I am afraid that the real fire of samādhi has exhausted him Shrouded in.

The raging fire is like a blaze, burning the surrounding world like a melting pot.

Until his death, Wu Bosu never said a word, only the pair of eyes looked at Qin Xuan like a dead person.

Qin Xuan was enveloped by the fire, and the true samādhi fire burned for more than ten breaths. If a half-walking monarch ignited all the true samādhi fires that turned into it, the sixth-grade magic weapon would also be burned.

After a few dozen breaths, the real fire of Samadhi dissipated, and Qin Xuan was already like coke, his hair was burned, and he fell into the blue sea.

With a popping sound, the entire Blue Ocean Bead...

If it is dead!