In the sky, a thick cloud rolled in.

The dark cloud looks no different from ordinary clouds. However, its flight method is extremely strange. This straight forward in one direction is definitely not naturally generated.

Suddenly, the cloud stopped in the air and then hung high in the air.

Inside the clouds, Powell stood with his head held high and stared down.

Although the heavenly powerhouses can already use the power of rules to fly physically, long-term physical flying will also make them feel tired. Moreover, this time, Powell came to kill people when he entered the mainland of Kyushu.

With the two tacit understanding and never using the powerful man in the heavenly level, even Powell did not dare to openly break into the core area of ​​Jiuzhou.

In fact, now there is still a very long distance from the true core.

Although the whereabouts of the ugly swordsman were erratic, he always wandered around the war zone. Then, even Powell would not dare to take the blame for the world and risk tracking it alone.

At this time, Powell controlled the clouds to land. The clouds turned out to be a treasure similar to a flying boat, but the treasure was small in size and could only accommodate seven or eight people.

In Kyushu, even the smallest flying boat is much larger than it.

Powell looked around his eyes, and wherever he saw, there was a dense forest, and there was no trace of ugly swordsman.

His brows frowned slightly. Could it be that he would miss it again this time?

However, this artifact prediction is extremely detailed and the probability of error is extremely small.

After reaching out, Powell took out a mirror. The surface of the mirror was not horizontal, but bumpy and uneven. However, when Powell held it in his hand, he was careful, as if what he was holding in his hand was a rare treasure.

I don’t know what he controlled, but after a moment, the mirror suddenly lit up.

Then, a ray of light shot out from the mirror and rushed to a place below with lightning speed.

"boom……"

A violent explosion sounded, and it was originally a dense forest. However, it was knocked into a flat ground by this strong light.

Although the mirror in Powell's hand is not a real magic weapon, it is also a companion weapon for a superb treasure. It has the power of 30% of the real magic weapon, at least much stronger than the earthly soldiers in the hands of earth-level strongmen.

Therefore, after a small trial, he immediately achieved success.

The light dispersed, and a figure indeed appeared in the infinite light and shadow.

Powell's eyes were bright, he carried his hands on his back and said coldly: "Ugly Swordsman."

Yuan Fei, who had already finished makeup, slowly lowered her arms that covered her eyes, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Under Zhang Miaoyan's sensing, they had actually predicted Powell's whereabouts and inferred the approximate time of his arrival.

Therefore, Xu Yi let Zhang Miaoyan sisters and Yuan Fei hide in his palm.

This place is extremely hidden. They had seen two heavenly ranks before. However, they had never found their traces. Therefore, they thought that even if Powell could find them, it would take some trouble.

But unexpectedly, someone took out a mirror, waved it casually, and found the country in Xu Yi's palm.

Fortunately, Xu Yi's strength is no longer the same as before. The country in the palm is much stronger, so after suddenly being attacked like this, Xu Yi immediately kicked out.

However, he continued to cover up himself and his sister Zhang Miaoyan.

Yuan Fei had a cynical smile on her face and said, "What do you call me?"

"Old husband Powell."

Yuan Fei nodded slightly and said, "You are the great priest of Kaiser Palace. Haha, since you are on the battlefield, you will either kill someone or be killed. You, a powerful man of heaven, have been entangled in such a long time, are you a little over?"

Powell looked at him coldly and said slowly: "We people in Caesar Palace can kill others. But others cannot kill us. Otherwise, we will be retaliated against us."

His words were said with confidence, as if he was born to be like this.

Yuan Fei laughed in anger and said, "What a killer, you can only kill people, not others. Haha, I'm here. If you have the ability, come and kill them."

Powell said coldly: "So, you have been promoted to the Heavenly Level, no wonder you have the courage to fight." A hint of sarcasm flashed across his face: "But I am also strange. Just because you, a little guy who has just been promoted, why do you think you can fight me?"

Yuan Fei raised his head and said, "Everyone is a heavenly rank, and what you said seems to be able to win. Haha, the skill of your mouth doesn't count, you still have to do it."

Powell was still sneering, and he suddenly reached out to take out the mirror.

After a few glances, his brow frowned: "No...you?"

Yuan Fei was stunned. What does this mean?

A trace of evil spirit flashed across Powell's face and said, "The death of the Chief Priest General is related to you, but the resources on him were not taken away by you. Do you have accomplices, who are they?"

Yuan Fei looked at the mirror in his hand and understood it at this time.

Why did Powell say that nonsense to him?

It is estimated that it will take some time to inspire this mirror. Otherwise, they would have been able to catch up with them and wait for others, and they would have given themselves time to advance to the heavenly level.

However, Powell wanted to inspire the magic weapon of heavenly weapons, but why didn’t Yuan Fei want to delay time?

After Zhang Miaoyan was promoted to the Heavenly Level, she also continued her characteristics at the Earthly Level and was a controllable Heavenly Level Powerful Man.

If you want to exert her power to the extreme, you must have enough time. Especially when facing those old-fashioned heavenly powerhouses, if you want to let them enter the trap silently, you must be more careful.

At this time, I guess I still didn’t have enough time, but I am now a powerful man in the heavenly level and I am not a muddy person. It should be enough to delay it.

Powell put away the mirror, his eyes were extremely cold. Since the mirror had given the answer, he no longer had any concerns.

He took one step forward, and in just one step, he had already crossed the distance between them and came directly to Yuan Fei.

Then, he stretched out his palm, which became as dark as ink and as hard as iron in an instant.

This hand full of weirdness grabbed Yuan Fei.

Although it was just a casual grab, it seemed to have enveloped the entire space. Strands of strange power emerged from the edge of the palm and then gathered in front.

Although there is only one claw, it gives people the feeling of tens of millions of claws.
Chapter completed!