Chapter 1547 Elder Heiyan! Coercion over everything!
At this time, a figure stood in front of Wang Mang, blocking the Daoyun for him.
In an instant, countless stronger Taoist rhymes surged out of this person.
Rumble!
As a roar sounded, a dazzling light made Wang Mang squint.
In front of this person's Taoist Yun, the Dao Yun attack from the leader of the Ming clan was immediately dispersed like a small witch.
Looking at this familiar back, Wang Mang's face was filled with an incredible look:
"Black... Elder Kurohiko?!"
Hearing this, the man standing in front of Wang Mang slowly turned around:
"Long time no see! Boy!"
"Why, are you going to be moved to cry?"
"Forehead."
Looking at Elder Heiyan, who was very different from the one I remember, Wang Mang twitched slightly.
At this moment, he was a little doubtful whether the person in front of him was the real Elder Kurohiko.
Could it be taken over?!
Seeing Wang Mang's strange eyes, Hei Yan calmed down and coughed lightly:
"Well, it's not the time to talk about these things."
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around.
The next moment, countless Taoist rhymes emerged from his body.
At this moment, the leader of the Ming clan above looked at the mysterious powerful man who suddenly appeared and spoke with fear:
"Sir, it's better not to interfere in the matter of the Endless Holy Land."
Feeling the aura of Kurohito's realm, the face of the leader of the Nether tribe became even more ugly.
Good guy, he couldn't sense it.
This shows that this mysterious strong man's realm is only above him.
As soon as he thought of this, the leader of the Nether tribe hurriedly passed on his voice to the Nether Ancestor who was in the distance:
"The clan ancestor, the situation has changed!"
Upon hearing this, the Ming Zu frowned slightly.
His figure suddenly flew towards the leader of the Nether Clan.
At this moment, Hei Yan, who was in front of Wang Mang, smiled faintly after hearing the words of the leader of the Ming Dynasty:
"Oh? Wang Mang is my husband's junior, so his affairs are naturally my affairs."
"If there is a fight between peers, I will definitely not interfere."
"You, the Eternal Realm, have a shameless face to attack a junior in the Immortal Realm."
"I want to see how much do you have!"
As soon as he finished speaking, an extreme pressure suddenly burst out with him as the center.
For a moment, the world changed color and flowed turbulently.
The head of the Ming clan, who was attacked by this monstrous pressure, suddenly changed his face.
The next moment, his figure suddenly retreated towards the position of Mingzu and others.
"This person is invincible!"
He murmured in horror, and the figure of the leader of the Nether tribe suddenly accelerated.
Just when the leader of the Nether thought he was away from Kurohiko and breathed a sigh of relief.
A terrifying Taoist rhyme that was ready to go suddenly appeared beside him.
Looking at the indifferent look of Kurohiko, the head of the Ming clan shrank and his face was full of fear.
In Kurohiko's hands, countless terrifying fluctuations made him swallow in horror.
The next moment, Kurohiko slowly reached out to slap the head of the Nether Clan.
This palm was ordinary, but it made the leader of the Nether tribe frightened.
He endured his fear and drove the Taoist rhyme in his body to resist.
Rumble!
With a burst sound that echoed through the sky, a pillar of light burst out suddenly.
For a moment, the world was eclipsed, and only this pillar of light was left shining in it.
...
Seeing Kurohiko having a casual blow, he had such a might.
The late arrival of Mingzu's face became unstable.
Obviously, the strength Kurohiko showed was enough to make him afraid.
But he still bit the bullet and rushed to Kurohiko's side and said:
"Fellow Daoist, please show mercy."
"It's all my husband's lack of discipline, so please save his life."
Upon hearing this, Kurohiko slowly turned his gaze to the Nether Ancestor.
For a moment, the Ming Ancestor felt as if he was being targeted by some terrifying existence.
His old body began to tremble slowly as Kurohiko looked at him.
At this moment, Kurohiko's danger in his heart began to rise.
Suddenly, he cursed everyone in the Bone Clan and those useless spies in his heart.
Mad, it's over.
I thought Wang Mang had no background besides the Mo clan.
Now, a mysterious strong man with such terrifying strength suddenly appeared!
He knew very well that if he could not come up with an explanation that satisfies this person today, he and the Nether Clan would probably not be able to protect him.
As soon as he thought of this, the old face of the Mingzu suddenly showed a bright smile like a chrysanthemum, and he said with a flattering voice:
"You're good at fighting! Fellow Daoist fights casually, just keep your breath."
Hearing this, Kurohiko, who was standing beside him, was stunned.
The few people who were attracted by this light column not far away, looked at the Pug-like ancestors, all their eyes fixed.
Among this powerful man who came mysteriously, they could not feel any fluctuations in the Taoist power.
This undoubtedly shows that this strong man's strength has exceeded their perception range!
The sixth level of the eternal realm! Or the seventh level of the heaven?
In addition, the unheard of Taoist rhyme and pressure in their minds had the answer.
As soon as he thought of this, the four of them looked at each other solemnly.
The next moment, the four of them rushed towards Kurohiko's range at the same time.
Looking at the arrival of the people, Kurohiko spoke to Mingzu indifferently:
"Oh? Your companion is here."
Upon hearing this, the Mingzu hurriedly denied:
"Sir, I'm not familiar with them!"
"Sir, look at those two, but you invited you, Wang Mang, into the Mo clan."
"In the end, I also killed the donkey..."
"Okay, I know all these."
Halfway through his words, he was interrupted by Kurohiko.
Looking at the arrival of the Mo family and son, a trace of murderous intent flashed in Heiyan's eyes.
But he seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes became extremely calm again.
The next moment, the figures of the four people also followed.
"Who is this?"
"Fellow Daoist, his strength is so strong!"
I saw that the Mogu Heel Bone Clan took the lead in asking.
The two patriarchs beside them looked at Kurohiko solemnly and didn't speak.
After glanced at the two of them in a faint way, Kurohiko slowly spoke:
"Wang Mang is the young leader of the eighth tribe of the Nine Abyss tribe. Why do you and others dare to attack him?"
"Don't you take the Nine Abyss Clan seriously?"
As soon as the words finished, countless monstrous Taoist rhymes surged out of his body.
Seeing this, these people all showed their Taoist rhyme as if they were facing a great enemy.
At this moment, the Taoist rhyme of these people formed a sharp contrast with Kurohito's.
If they were to say that their Taoist rhyme was like a stream flowing.
Then Kurohito's Taoist rhyme is undoubtedly the turbulent sea.
For a moment, the four of them looked much ugly.
They had no doubt that if Kurohiko wanted to kill them easily.
After all, just judging from the strength of Daoyun, they cannot be compared with Kurohiko.
However, they still can't figure out Kurohito's attitude, and they can only maintain the Taoist rhyme to resist the power of Kurohito's Taoist rhyme.
Looking at the people who were facing a great enemy, Kurohiko smiled disdainfully.
The next moment, an extremely vast Taoist rhyme mixed with the power of the great Tao swept unscrupulously from his body.
At the same time, what is pouring out is the purest pressure of the realm.
In an instant, the faces of these people changed suddenly.
The Taoist rhyme on them gradually dissipated like a fire that was extinguished.