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The 4137th chapter is afraid of a group of people

The power of the man's roar caused the energy and blood in Jiang Yun's body to surge crazily.

Although he tried his best to suppress it, traces of blood were still slowly flowing out from the seven orifices.

However, at this moment, he didn't care about his injuries at all, but stared at the middle-aged man in the sky.

Now, it is obviously inappropriate to call him a middle-aged man.

Because what appeared in Jiang Yun's eyes was an extremely old face, completely different from the appearance of the man before.

Even his hair turned white.

The only thing that didn't change was that the pupils in those eyes were still blood-colored, but they were even more demonic than before.

Seeing the man's sudden change, and then seeing the thirty-eight guards who were shocked to death, Jiang Yun's heart sank to the bottom of his heart.

Although he didn't know what magical power this man had for inexplicably changing his appearance, the power of the other man's roar just now exceeded that of an emperor-level powerhouse, and should be comparable to a quasi-emperor.

Not to mention that there are no longer thirty-eight guards to help, even if they are still awake, even if their cultivation level has not been sealed, they cannot be the opponents of the opponent at this moment.

Moreover, although the opponent does cultivate with blood, he is different from Xue Dongliu in that he is not a demon, but a human! Otherwise, I can increase my chances of winning by relying on my demon refining skills.

Now Jiang Yun knew that his only hope of survival was for the ancient gun to be revived! But he had already called for the ancient gun, but there was no response from him, so it was obviously hopeless.

When the eyes of the old face stared at Jiang Yun, Jiang Yun's eyes suddenly burst into cold light, and he blurted out: "It's you! You're not dead!"

At the same time, Jiang Yun's mind suddenly became clear, and he understood the many doubts about this man that had confused him before.

At this moment, Jiang Yun had never seen this old face before.

But the feeling the other party gave him was extremely familiar. It was exactly the same feeling he had when he saw the middle-aged man in the passage.

Therefore, Jiang Yun understood immediately.

The identity of this old face should be the emperor who is imprisoned in a certain world and is said to be dead, that is, the man's ancestor! Although the passage has not been opened, the other person, as the emperor, has transferred himself

Whether it was his spiritual consciousness or blood, in short, something had passed through the passage and attached itself to the man's body.

This is also the reason why the man can become one with the passage and can easily receive his own punch.

In other words, when he was in the passage, the person he was confronting was not the man, but the old man! Although the man had left the passage, the emperor still possessed his consciousness or something.

On the man's body, he came to hunt down himself and others.

After killing himself and others, he continued to go back, completely opened the passage, and rescued his true self.

Originally, the great emperor was not planning to show up, but seeing that the guards from Tianwaitian were about to arrive, there was not much time left for him, so he had to show up.

Jiang Yun figured it all out in an instant, but he was still a little confused.

Since the other party was not dead, how could he hide it from the Tibetan Elders Association?

So far, Jiang Yun has known two great emperors in the Tibetan Elders Association, one is Emperor Xuan and the other is Emperor Xing.

The strength of these two great emperors is terrifyingly powerful.

Needless to say, Emperor Xuan was so powerful that he could barely take the blow with the full cooperation of himself and the spirit tree.

As for Emperor Xing, he was an existence that even Emperor Xuanyuan could not compete with.

Jiang Yun did not believe that the imprisoned emperor would be stronger than Emperor Xuan and Emperor Xing, so much so that his fake death could be hidden from many emperors of the Tibetan Elders Association.

"Desolate pattern!"

At this moment, the old face suddenly spoke: "I finally remembered that these lines on your body are desolate lines!"

Hearing these words, Jiang Yun also understood why the man looked thoughtful when he saw Huang Wen before.

It turned out that the man who really knew Huang Wen was not the man, but the emperor.

It's just that he didn't remember it for a moment, and he didn't recognize it until now.

Although Jiang Yun's heart has stirred up huge waves because of the answers he wants to understand, he still said calmly: "Since you know that this is Huang Wen, you should also know my identity.

Bar?"

This is naturally Jiang Yun deliberately deceiving the other party, and at the same time delaying as much time as possible.

Now, even if you delay for one more breath, your chances of survival will increase.

However, he didn't expect that after hearing Jiang Yun's words, the old face showed a hint of fear! Seeing the fear in the other party's eyes, Jiang Yun's heart suddenly moved.

Jiang Yun naturally understood that the fear shown by the other party was not because of himself, but because he was afraid of the person who used the desolate pattern when he saw it.

As the opponent of the Great Emperor, the only one who can make him feel afraid is naturally the Great Emperor.

This made Jiang Yun realize: "Could it be that the person he saw displaying the desolate pattern was the imprisoned strong man from the desolate tribe?"

"That strong man from the Desolate tribe is really the Great Emperor?"

At this time, the old man suddenly nodded and said: "Since you are a member of the Desolate Clan, then naturally... I want to kill you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man's figure suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Yun.

Although Jiang Yun was always on guard against the other party, when the old man made a move, he retreated towards the rear almost at the same time.

But just after he had retreated just a few feet away, the powerful coercion emanating from the old man had already covered his body, suppressing him to death.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Yun's body flew towards the old man uncontrollably, until the old man stretched out his palm and pinched his neck firmly.

The old man looked at Jiang Yun coldly with his blood-colored pupils and said: "Although you were the nightmare of all our monks in the past, everything is gone now."

"Even if you are a member of the Desolate Clan, even if you are his descendant, so what!"

"I want to see how the blood of you people from the Desolate tribe is different from other people's blood!"

Although Jiang Yun could no longer breathe at this moment, his mind did not stop thinking.

Especially the "you" in the first sentence the old man said! Originally, Jiang Yun thought that the old man was only afraid of a certain strong man from the Desolate tribe, but since he said that you are the nightmare of all monks, then

This shows that what he is afraid of is not one person, but a group of people! Does this group of people refer to the entire Desolate tribe, or is it someone else?

Unfortunately, Jiang Yun knew that he might not have the chance to find out the answers to these questions.

Because, the old man had suddenly opened his mouth and sucked hard.

Jiang Yun felt as if his body was suddenly overturned. All the blood roared and broke through his body, rushing towards the old man's mouth.

The instantaneous loss of a large amount of blood caused Jiang Yun's consciousness to blur, and everything in front of him seemed to be in a dream, becoming unreal.

You can only vaguely see the ferocious face of the old man in front of you, like a wild beast, extremely ferocious.

"Is this time... really going to end?"

With this thought rising in his mind, the blood in Jiang Yun's body had completely disappeared, and he slowly closed his eyes.

But just when his eyes were about to close safely, he suddenly saw a few more blurry lines on the ferocious face of the old man in front of him! Although Jiang Yun tried hard to see clearly,

What kind of lines were those, but after all, I still couldn't resist the loss of blood, so I closed my eyes weakly and passed out!


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