In the vast void, twenty-four figures in blood cloaked out of thin air. There were only three figures floating a hundred meters ahead. Behind, there were a giant brown wolf as huge as a mountain, entrenched from above, with a pair of scarlet red
The giant wolf eyes stared fiercely at the twenty humans who were not as big as its claws, as if they wanted to swallow them alive.
The two sides were clearly divided. Although Zhuo Tianzhao's side had a small number, his momentum completely surpassed the people in the Bloody Clothing Sect.
"Master Murong Valley, this matter has nothing to do with your Moyin Valley, why should you intervene?" Duanmu Yin's unwilling eyes were on Murong Qingtian, but there was a hint of fear in his eyes. What he could do now
The only way is to persuade the evil star in front of him to leave, otherwise if he really fights, his side will most likely be wiped out.
"Duanmu Yin, I think you should save some saliva. I don't understand your thoughts? Xiao Fanglangzi's ambition has been dominating the Soul Realm of the World of the World Wolf Empire for a long time. This time you go to Yinye Sect, I guess you have also obtained it.
His secret wish, is he going to take action against Tianlan Sect? Then, destroy Tianlan Sect and come to deal with our Demon Sound Valley? Don't worry, I won't give him a chance to break them one by one!" Murong Qingtian said lightly,
"My Demon Sound Valley has already planned to form an alliance with Tianlan Sect. If Xiao Fang still doesn't know how to advance or retreat, I don't mind joining forces with Mo Wen to destroy his Wanjian Pavilion. Now that you have chosen to rely on Wanjian Pavilion, you will stay.
Let’s go, it’s the first gift I gave to him by Wanjian Pavilion by Moyin Valley!”
After the calm words fell, Murong Qingtian's fourth-level soul emperor's terrifying aura swept out like a storm, and seemed to feel the master's fighting spirit. The earth warrior behind the Blood Clothing Sect also raised his head and roared, and his brown hair was like a spike.
Like a handstand, the surrounding space fluctuated violently, and the rich earth elements rolled and tumbling. Just after Murong Qingtian gave the order, he planned to tear the group of ignorant humans in front of him into pieces.
"Wait!" Duanmu Yin's face changed drastically and he stopped shouting.
"What? Do you have something to say?" Murong Qingtian's sharp eyes were cut from Duanmu Yin's body like a knife.
"Master Murong Valley, if my Blood Clothes Sect leaves, and I will never help Wanjian Pavilion again, I wonder if you can let us have a way out?"
Duanmu Yin looked decadent, and the dignified Soul Emperor master actually begged for mercy. His face was thrown away, but he now had to do so because he couldn't afford to lose. Tianlan Sect and Moyin Valley formed an alliance. This news
It was really shocking for him. Two top sects joined forces to make Wanjian Pavilion no longer have a chance of winning. In this situation, he naturally could not be so stupid that he would sell his life for Wanjian Pavilion, otherwise even if he could escape by chance.
Today, the Blood Clothing Gate will sooner or later face the crisis of destruction.
"Oh? If you are willing to stop the horse by Duanmu Sect Master, then I naturally have no objection, but..." Murong Qingtian smiled and pointed to Zhuo Tianzhao beside him and said, "As for whether he agrees or not, I will
Don't know!"
"Master Duanmu Sect, I think now, we should calculate the account of your previous assassination of me, right?" Zhuo Tianzhao stepped out of the air, and his cold voice squeezed out from his teeth, covering his murderous aura.
sky.
"You..." Duanmu Yin looked resentful. The six people he sent out were gone forever, including a high-level soul saint. He didn't have the nerve to ask Zhuo Tian for this account.
Zhao, now the latter is shameless to mention it first, how can this not make him angry? However, even if he is full of resentment, he can only swallow it in his stomach, because Zhuo Tianzhao now has it.
Murong Qingtian supports him, and he dares to refute it. It is hard to guarantee that he will not cause Murong Qingtian and cause death.
"What do you want?" Duanmu Yin's face changed and he felt very aggrieved.
"What else can you do? I just want to leave your life behind!" Zhuo Tianzhao's voice was cold.
"Just because of you?" Duanmu Yin's eyes were filled with disdain, "Aren't you just relying on the support of Murong Valley to support you to be confident?"
"Master Duanmu Sect, your trick is really bad!" Zhuo Tianzhao sneered, "But don't worry, there is really no need for Master Murong Valley to take action against you. You and I one-on-one, I lost, I
Let Lord Murong Valley let you leave safely, but if you lose, no one from the Blood Clothing Sect will leave here today!”
"Okay! Haha, enough, arrogant enough! Today I want to see what ability do you have to dare to shout in front of me!" Duanmu Yin raised his head and laughed wildly. Zhuo Tianzhao's arrogance was also aroused, and he was adrenalined and straightforward.
The line soared.
"Little brother!?"
"Tianzhao! Are you crazy?"
Murong Qingtian and Murong Bin were shocked when they heard this. In their perception, Zhuo Tianzhao's strength was only fifth-level soul master. Even if ** and soul skills were strong, they could only barely follow Chu.
The level soul saints are just fighting against each other, but their current opponent is Duanmu Yin, who is a second-level soul emperor. There is no comparison between the two. Now they are even beginning to doubt whether Zhuo Tianzhao's brain has already had a short circuit.
"Master Murong Valley, Uncle Bin, don't worry, I really didn't take this garbage seriously." Zhuo Tianzhao smiled indifferently, "Let you see my true strength today, Murong Valley
Lord, I have something to tell you."
"What do you mean?" Murong Qingtian frowned. Judging from Zhuo Tianzhao's appearance, he did not seem to lose his mind, but why did he say these words overestimate his ability? Where did he get his confidence? Could he really be able to
Is it possible to defeat Duanmu Yin? How is it possible? Defeat the second-level soul emperor with the cultivation level of the fifth-level soul master? This is simply a fantasy! Several thoughts flashed through Murong Qingtian's mind.
"What I want to say is that I can owe you a favor. In fact, you are not losing money in this transaction!" Zhuo Tianzhao's lips raised, word by word, sonorous and powerful, and then a huge aura was inside his body.
It surged out wildly, and its heroic spirit soared into the sky, shocking the sky.
Murong Qingtian was completely confused. What a arrogant act that he dared to say such words in front of him?
"Like! It looks like..." Murong Bin murmured, looking at the arrogant figure in front of him with complicated face, emitting the domineering aura of the world. In his mind, he subconsciously summoned him with the mercy of the red hair in front of him.
Another figure quietly overlapped.
"Master Duanmu Sect, I think you won't take advantage of my inconvenient body in the air, right? Why don't we go down to the ground and fight again?" Zhuo Tianzhao looked at Duanmu Yin's relaxed and proud face.
I kept sneering in my heart, Fire-based Soul Emperor? Haha! It’s just a native chicken and a tile dog.
"I'll follow you!" Duanmu Yin waved his hand casually, smiling. At this moment, he felt a sense of comfort in his heart. He thought that he was intercepted by Murong Qingtian and Murong Bin this time, and he was afraid that he would be blocked by Murong Qingtian and Murong Bin.
Nine-death death, but he didn't expect Zhuo Tianzhao to make a duel with him so overestimated his ability. This is undoubtedly exactly the same as deliberately letting them go. Although he did not dare to kill Zhuo Tianzhao, he wanted to defeat the latter.
, He believed that one move was enough.
"Little brother..." Seeing Zhuo Tianzhao and Duanmu Yin descending to the sky on their own, Murong Qingtian wanted to stop him in desperation, but was pulled by Murong Bin beside him.
"Master of the Valley!" Murong Bin's eyes were burning, and he shook his head slightly at Murong Qingtian, signaling him not to intervene, "Since Tianzhao dares to do this, there must be his reason. What's the point of letting him compete with Duanmu Yin?
Besides, we are rushing from the side, I don’t dare to do anything randomly!”
Murong Qingtian was silent and said, "Okay, let me see what capital he has to be so arrogant. If he can really defeat Duanmu Yin, the second-level soul emperor, with the strength of the fifth-level soul master, then
It is definitely a miracle in the history of the Heavenly Soul Continent!”
"I don't think he will disappoint the Valley Master!"
"Oh? You are quite confident in him!" Murong Qingtian smiled and then turned his eyes to the two people below, slowly accumulating soul power in his hands. Once Zhuo Tianzhao is in danger, he will be the first.
Time took action to save him.
"Of course I have confidence in him, because... he is the master's son!" Murong Bin's eyes fluttered and he roared secretly.
On the vast ground, Zhuo Tianzhao and Duanmu Yin stood a hundred meters apart. Both of them looked relaxed, and the scene was completely without the urgent atmosphere of a war.
"Boy, a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger. I really admire your courage, but do you know how high this day is?" Duanmu Yin raised his head proudly, and in his words, it seemed that he was the day.
"Sorry, I really don't know how tall it is this day, I only know..." Zhuo Tianzhao tapped the ground lightly with his toes, "You are just an ant on this ground!"
"I don't know how to live or die!" Duanmu Yin was furious when he heard this, and did not show off his verbal skills with Zhuo Tianzhao. When he raised his hand, a huge fire dragon suddenly formed, and the hot high temperature burned the space within a radius of hundreds of meters was faintly twisted.
Get up.
"Boy, I'll tell you now how high it is this day. With your strength, it's simply vulnerable to a real master!" Duanmu Yin's bloody clothes and windlessness were automatically, with an amazing momentum, "Go!"
roar!
The fire dragon wandered around the sky, roaring towards Zhuo Tianzhao with an indomitable momentum. Wherever he passed, the soil was charred.
Facing the huge fire dragon roaring, Zhuo Tianzhao was still calm. However, when the fire dragon was about to attack him, his sleeves were swaying lightly, and an invisible space fluctuation quietly spread. The fire dragon's attack suddenly slowed down and then he was ferocious.
The dragon head immediately disintegrated and turned into a sharp stream of flames, which was directly sucked into Zhuo Tianzhao's sleeves at a more rapid speed.
Huh!
The flame body swayed in the air, as if excited and struggling, but soon, under the staring eyes, it was sucked into Zhuo Tianzhao's sleeves. In the end, it even drips.
There is no Mars left either.
"What's going on?" Everyone had such an idea at the same time. Even the master of the Soul Saint dared not take over the fire-based soul skill, but was resolved so easily by Zhuo Tianzhao.