At night, in the depths of the Luolong Mountain Range, a divine realm was killed by a witch venerable, and the fat brother, as a witness, observed the whole process.

I have to say that Yunlan Mountain's old spiciness, showing weakness to the enemy, is closely linked, and if you don't make a move, you will kill the opponent as soon as you make a move.

Of course, with the peak realm of Wu Zun, he also spent a lot of money to kill a god realm, and several pieces of witch weapons alone were damaged.

These witch weapons are his accumulation of praise for many years, and in order to cope with the pursuit from the Lombard Holy Land, the accumulation is almost exhausted.

In the depths of the mountain range, the suspended black tower was overflowing with light, and gradually shrunk to the size of a foot, revealing the young man who had been suppressed into a mass of blood and bones below, and his body was a foot and a half high and torn apart, and he could not die anymore.

Airplanes!

Immediately after, a faint Xuanhuang light overflowed, turning into smoke and dust and flying up, re-emerging as a young man, this is the only soul suppression, as a powerhouse of the Divine Power Realm, the soul has already transformed.

With a trace of remorse and unwillingness in the eyes of the young man, he stared at Yunlan Mountain deadly.

"The people I want to kill in the Lombard Holy Land can't escape!"

"Hmph. ”

Yunlan Mountain snorted coldly, holding the Black Tower in his hand, this guy in front of him was not the first martial artist from the Longbo Holy Land that he had killed, he was noticed by the Longbo Holy Land not long after he returned from the Zhurong Domain.

In order to kill him, the Holy Land sent two Divine Realms, and he relied on the power of the Wu Sect left in his witch seal to kill one of them, and then was forced to flee while fighting, and finally killed the remaining one at this moment.

"You don't see that day anymore. ”

Yunlan Mountain's eyes burst out with murderous intent, even if the Holy Land was powerful, he didn't believe that he didn't take the Divine Power Realm as a strong man, and killing the Divine Power Realm of the two Great Longbo Holy Lands in a row did not slow down the killing power in his heart.

Shattering the young soul shadow, the old body shook, from the time he killed the first Longbo Holy Land Divine Realm, he had already been injured in his body, and now he was about to lose his support.

The Witch Seal Sect was dim, and the core of the Natal Horcrux Soul Tower was cracked, but he didn't regret it, the Longbo Holy Land killed all his relatives, even if he fought for this old life, he would bite off a piece of meat in the Longbo Holy Land.

If he could kill another supernatural power, he wouldn't believe that the Longbo Holy Land would not be distressed.

......

At this time, thousands of miles south of the Luolong Mountain Range, on the top of a small mountain, the purple halo floats, the green silk is like a waterfall, the body exposed outside the purple robe is as white as a jade, and the figure of purple light in the glow is independent.

The crescent moon witch mark on the white forehead overflowed, and the witch seal was filled with an illusory figure in a long skirt, and a pair of eyes were filled with endless purple qi.

For a while, in the entire mountain field, there seemed to be this purple figure left.

Yuehua, cold.

......

"Click!"

Thousands of miles away, the fat brother took a bite of the spirit fruit, and was stunned for a while, he looked into the distance, and saw the purple light thousands of miles away in the night, and his eyes showed a touch of incredible.

"Qiao'er~"

When he came back to his senses, he tried to shout.

This has also changed too much, and the figure that appeared in his eyes at this moment was like a heavenly maiden coming to the world, and her eyes were like stars, exuding a kind of coldness, which made the mountains and stars lose color.

This is more than a star and a half away from the kind of delicate and agile Qiao'er in my memory, what happened.

By the way, how did Qiao'er appear here?

It's no wonder that the fat brother is a little out of shape, it's really that Qiao'er's appearance has changed too much, if you can still feel the familiar atmosphere, it's like a different person.

Yunlan Shan looked at the young woman walking in the air in the distance, the purple lotus was growing step by step, and the witch seal at the center of his eyebrows was a soul step, and he clearly told him that this was a witch sect, and he had reached this realm before.

Thousands of miles away, in the light movement of the jade foot, a few breaths came to the front, and the cold breath made the mountains and fields under the moonlit night even more cold.

"Qiao'er. ”

At this time, the fat brother couldn't care about hiding, threw the spirit fruit and ran out, in fact, he followed Yunlan Mountain all the way and did not completely restrain his breath.

"Fat brother, people always have to grow up. ”

Qiao'er tilted her head slightly, looking at the fat brother who ran out, her voice was ethereal, a little more cold, and a little less smart.

Know.

Hearing the conversation between the fat brother and Qiao'er, Yun Lanshan reacted.

"This has changed a little too much~"

The fat brother shook his head slightly, he also sensed the soul life in Qiao'er's witch seal, which was a sign of the realm of the Wu Sect.

It represents finding his soul life, there is no doubt that Qiao'er's change comes from the soul life at the center of the eyebrows, but I don't know what kind of changes have been experienced in the process of transforming the witch life.

"Fat Elder, don't come unharmed, I didn't expect that a dignified supernatural realm powerhouse would have such a hobby. ”

Listening to Yunlan Mountain's yin and yang strange voice, the fat brother's face twitched, and then returned to normal, he knew that Yun Lanshan was talking about what he was following behind.

What's there, the fat brother doesn't admit it anyway.

The things that Yunlan Mountain has done in the past year are all under his nose, including killing the two Divine Ability Realms, and he also sees many dangers in his eyes, and he has not helped.

His ultimate goal was to see where the Lombard Holy Land was sacred, but unfortunately he only saw two very tall guys.

It's just that I didn't expect the plan to catch up with the changes, and Qiao'er, this girl, didn't know where she came from.

"Deacon Yun is really old and strong, and his actions are extraordinary. ”

Arching his hand at Yunlan Mountain, the fat brother looked at Qiao'er, as the high priest of Great Xia, it is no coincidence that Qiao'er appeared here.

Airplanes!

Qiao'er's white jade hand spread out, and a copper-like divine gold appeared in the palm of his hand, and then the purple light scorched, falling towards the already torn bones below.

Immediately afterwards, I saw the purple copper trembling slightly, causing ripples to fall, causing the shock of the young man's blood and bones, and wisps of blood qi rose, and a little bit of gold came out of the blood.

The golden light was dotted, converging into an illusory cloud of smoke, about a foot long, the thickness of a finger, as agile as a small snake, stirring the void and fluctuating, exuding a mysterious and mysterious aura.

The golden smoke floated in mid-air, and then evolved like a nebula, and in a moment there was a scene of an ancient mountain and river, and there were giants in the mountains who were level with the top of the mountain, stepping into the sky, chasing the stars and the moon.

Burst!

In the blink of an eye, the illusory scene shattered, and the golden light turned into chaos again, annihilating in the heavens and the earth.

"Luck. ”

Then the fat brother frowned, and his expression was a little ugly.

The qi of luck, not only purple, the luck changes endlessly, and it may even be the color of blood, which varies from person to person, from tribe to tribe, and the color is just an external manifestation, and the real mystery of luck comes from the fantasy in the depths.

Qiao'er took back the copper, frowned slightly, and stretched out after a while.

"What did you find?"

The fat brother groaned softly, Qiao'er shook her head slightly, and then said, "I want to return to the tribe." ”

"Deacon Yun, I have also heard about the affairs of Huanglong City, but you have killed the two supernatural powers of the Holy Land, and the Holy Land will never give up, I think it is better to recuperate from your injuries is the first thing, and only by leaving a useful body can you take revenge. ”

Listening to the fat brother's words, Yunlan Mountain nodded, but the border is so big that he doesn't know where to go, and he can easily find him with the means of the Longbo Holy Land.

"Farewell. ”

Without too many words, Yunlan Mountain headed into the distance.

In the end, the fat brother didn't say anything to stay, and two powerhouses of the Divine Power Realm could appear casually, and such an enemy would not be provoked if he could not be provoked.

Watching Yunlan Mountain put away the bones and go away, Qiao'er picked up a drop of blood and put it into a witch bottle with a little finger.

"Let's go, let's go back to the tribe. ”

The fat brother decided to go back to the tribe with Qiao'er, he knew that Qiao'er must have found something, otherwise who would have nothing to do in the middle of the night to run in the wild mountains, but Yunlan Mountain is here, and it can't be explained.

Another Qiao'er suddenly became like this, and he was also a little worried.

As for Yunlan Mountain, who can kill two divine powers in the Yin realm, this old brother is definitely at the level of the old Yin ratio, who knows if there is any yin trick to press the bottom of the box.

Without delay, the two headed north.

......

In the land of the western pole of the border, the vast ancient land is vast and boundless, the breath of recklessness is pervasive, the mountains are lined up, and the miasma that is so dense that it is almost condensed into water droplets.

This is already considered the extreme depth of the west, few people have been able to come here for thousands of years, there are rift valleys in the depths of the mountains, there are stones piled up in the rift valleys, there are huge stone people standing in the valley, these stone people have been weathered and peeled off after a long time.

Such stone figures are densely packed with thousands of miles of rift valleys, and the entire valley is filled with the breath of ancient vicissitudes, and the wind falling from the sky is swept into the desolate breath of sedimentation.

Airplanes!

The stone man hummed, and a bright light appeared above his head, intertwining and breaking a void in the sky above, and the crystal wall of the world with mixed elements like chickens looming in the void, being held in mid-air by the stone man.

In the small world, the glow is everywhere, there are huge trees like dragons standing in the sky, there is a big crack in the sky, just enough to see the golden crow above the sky to fall the sun's rays.

In a short time, wisps of golden black true fire fell from the sky and fell down the big crack to the deepest part of the small world.

In the deepest part of the small world, there is a golden figure sitting on it, surrounded by nine golden suns, the light is not very blazing, but there is a kind of majestic bank that makes the heavens, the earth, mountains and rivers change.

In the center of the small world, in a golden hall as high as a thousand feet, there are three golden robe figures overflowing with a surging aura, each figure is ten zhang high, and the eyes are all golden.

"High Priest, what's the matter?"

The sound in the hall was like thunder, and the figure sitting on the tall golden chair in the hall was wearing golden armor, and there was aura in the breath that turned into a spiritual dragon and roamed the whole body.

"Ups and downs, ups and downs, this is the way of heaven, the border desolation has been sinking for thousands of years, and the luck has been low to the extreme, and it is about to recover. ”

The old man in a golden robe embroidered with the tattoo of a giant god, a golden scepter in his hand was the size of a hundred zhang, he pondered for a moment, and then said: "The earth has a spirit, since the ancestors have left the vast mountains and rivers, they have lost the opportunity, and if they want to regain their luck, it will take a lot of twists and turns. ”

The strongest tribe in all eternity

The strongest tribe in all eternity