The giant Hongyin appears.

Their bodies are much smaller than normal giants, with a large mouth, almost grinning at the corners of their mouths, no wings behind them, and their skin is particularly rough, looking like ugly dwarfs.

Never underestimate them. The giants who can create and preserve the components of the Goddess of War are not simple. They are witnesses and owners of those glorious years.

Tens of thousands of Hongyin giants stood in the air in a scattered manner. They suddenly opened their mouths and sprayed a cloud of milky white mist.

In a moment, a mist formed in the void.

Zhou Yu looked through the air window, his eyes full of awesomeness, and he hurriedly raised his hand and slapped it hard.

"Dong..." The bell sounded melodiously, and ripples instantly ripples like ripples. However, these ripples touched the milky white mist and immediately disappeared without a trace.

"How is that possible?" There are so many saints of Zhou family on the altar, and they are very familiar with Zhou Yu's methods. They are 30 million second-grade Donghuang Bells, and they all push the bells together. Not only is the destructive power that is the best in the world, they are actually suppressed by this mist.

"Dayin Xisheng, Sister Yu, be careful!" Brother Meat Shield, the current Holy King of Heaven, loudly reminded him that his loud voice was particularly outstanding.

"Yes! There is magical power at the extreme of the Great Sound, and these white ripples are close to the way!" Zhou Yuren was called the Saint King of Heavenly Sound. Seeing this mysterious attack, he trembled his wrist, causing the crisp sound of the string bells worn on his wrist to extend towards the blue dragon and white tiger.

"Roar..." The green dragon and white tiger roared, and a little golden light cut through the sky, instantly cutting the spaces in front and back. The milky white mist suddenly paused, but it was just a pause. In less than a second, tens of thousands of obstacles were broken.

This time, the Zhou family's saints were stunned, but even worse situations occurred.

Zhou Yugang wanted to use his trump card, but all the Donghuang bells were raised up ten meters, but they didn't listen to her orders.

"Damn it, it's those niggers."

"The Donghuang Bell is made of metal, and they exert influence from the air, which makes it difficult."

While everyone was frowning, Zhou Yu was happy and used all his strength to hold his feet, and bright notes appeared behind him.

The sound of the Dao Tianyin is high and moving. In fact, it is just a feeling. When everyone hears some kind of sacred song, the song turns into countless notes and gathers into waves and rushes forward.

“Wow…”

The musical waves suddenly entered the battlefield, as if they were there, but the enemy's attacks uncovered the disguise.

Suddenly, the milky white mist broke through all obstacles, like a layer of gauze wrapped around the four-syllable beast.

Zhou Yu waved his hand and ordered the Qinglong, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Black Tortoise to retreat, and worked together to form a circle of golden halos, which merged with the just-in-place notes and waves, erecting a circle of solid exterior walls.

"Dongdongdongdong, dongdongdongdongdong, dongdongdong..." The 30 million Donghuang Bells were blessed and kept shaking, and kept ringing low, neither humble nor arrogant.

The thin white gauze trembled and could not fall down, which made the giant Hongyin unbelievable, staring at the Donghuang Bell with wide round green eyes.

"Snatch it!" The ancient giant's saying appeared on the battlefield.

Tens of thousands of Hongyin giants appeared. They had a characteristic, with fish gill-like cracks on their necks. When they opened their mouths to pronounce, the cracks of fish gills erupted from the mist.

Zhou Yu's heart was shocked, and he took three steps back and almost vomited blood on the spot.

You should know that Zhou Yu is the second generation head of the Zhou family. Zhou Jing'er, as the legitimate son, is not good. After she was born, she inherited Zhou Lie's fighting spirit.

Zhou Lie will be strong when he meets strong, and so will Zhou Yu.

I have never encountered such a dangerous situation in my charge of the Zhou family for many years. As the second generation head of the family, how could I be defeated by a group of dwarfs and a group of niggers?

"Shock me!" Zhou Yu was in an extraordinary posture, wearing a retro green dress and was floating in the celestial world.

At this moment, she was like a flying water bottle, pouring out a Milky Way into the four-syllable Xuanyin array under the pendulum of the Eastern Emperor.

The sun, moon and stars appeared on the Donghuang Bell, as if they suddenly became distant and mysterious.

"Dongdongdongdong..." The bell became stronger and stronger, and in a moment it overwhelmed the black giant's knocking mountain. At some point, it finally reached the rhythm that Zhou Yu wanted!

"Boom..." Two thousand seven million Donghuang Bells were broken, and all the fragments flew out of the formation under magnetic attraction, blocking the bloody mist raised by the giant Hongyin.

These 27 million Eastern Emperor Bells were not in vain. They left a large number of gorgeous cloud patterns and rebirth patterns on the spot, and quickly printed them towards the three million Golden Bells.

"Hu..." Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Yu Jie'er successfully refining weapons in the last battle. There are those Hongyin Giants who are good-looking below.

The three million Donghuang Bells are based on cloud patterns and flash patterns, and look extraordinary. The bell sounds become neutral and peaceful, and all the impatience and sharpness are worn away.

Zhou Yu reached out and shouted: "Resonance!"

The sound of the bells gathered together to produce wisps of lightning, and then the sound of the bells began to amplify to form a golden mist, which scattered the void within 0:00 and 1 second.

Whether it is the red mist or the mining magnetic field, it does not exist!

There was no trace of attack, and only three million divine bells were arranged in rings, confronting Hongyin Giant for 30,000 miles.

Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, someone laughed: "I said who it is? It turns out to be the Saint King of the Tianyin of the Zhou family. I heard that the Old Demon Zhou died of a life of a crime just after he left the seclusion. Tsk tsk, what a pity, if he doesn't die, I will definitely find time to find some time to see if he is a person who deceives the world and steals the reputation."

Zhou Yulongyin asked, "Who are you?"

"Hahaha, I don't even know? I'll tell you how powerful I am!" Suddenly, a pair of huge eagle claws appeared on the northern foot of the Black Tungsten Mine. The demonic energy burst out and actually grabbed the heavy magnetic field and grabbed the black giant standing on the top of the mountain.

"It's the Holy King of Eagle Power. Such a momentum is difficult to measure. It seems that he has improved again." Someone exclaimed after seeing the trick.

"The Holy King is the best, and he is definitely the best. His strength is the same as the sky and will shake the world." The cultivators present held their breath and witnessed this shocking attack.

"Roar..." The leader of the Black Giant roared to the sky, and the eagle claws came too fast and instantly approached his head.

He had the intention to make a great achievement without intention, and blood flowed everywhere. Before the black giant leader could shrink his body, his left eye was plucked out by the eagle claws.

"Ao..." It hurts heartbroken and anger is boiling.

The Holy King of Eagle Power was extremely proud. He was in seclusion and practiced hard for three hundred years and finally achieved great success in his magical skills. Naturally, he had to find a chance to show his saints in front of others.

The Golden Ring Saint King who entered the mine with him was the key to breaking through the magnetic field, and he happened to share the pressure with Zhou Yu, so today he should be the Holy King of Eagle Power to become another peerless person after becoming Zhou Lie.

Many monks today do not accept Zhou Lie after they have achieved success, because Zhou Lie is the king of kings and is called the Holy Lord by those monks thousands of years ago.

So what if the Zhou family is so powerful? There is no first in literature or second in martial arts. Who doesn’t want to reach the top?
Chapter completed!