There was a sigh above the clouds, but an old man in white suddenly burst out.

"Hahahaha, Wind Soul, the old man has been looking for you for 70 years, and you are all hidden, and you don't want your soul to fly away today?"

"Old man, your cultivation is only comparable to the seven-star martial spirit, and you can't erase me. ”

"How about ending up together?"

Mo Huan turned around, he didn't care about who played chess and who fell, he was still a little measured about who should care about what things, at least this matter had nothing to do with him.

An old man in a black robe, his eyes were bloodshot, if what he said was all true, it was that he had been hiding on Qingyun for seventy years without eating or drinking, just for the dragon god wind soul to show his head. How strong can a veteran martial spirit self-destruct?

A hurricane sent him three thousand miles away, and on the wind and cloud ladder, in the sea of clouds, a turbulent flow of qi and blood stained the sunset red.

The sky was full of red clouds, but Mo Huan saw a dragon of clouds passing through the wind, and the wind ladder under his feet changed from invisible to soft white clouds.

He walked on it as if he had returned to his old home.

It's really fun!

"Yun Ling is dead!"

"Hey, he has been obsessed with the wind soul all his life, and the so-called wind and clouds cannot be gathered, this is the truth. ”

Mo Huan was also quite curious when he listened to the words of several old men.

"Old man, do you know Yun Ling's past?"

These people are the hidden martial spirits in the land of dragon claws, and from then on, they are also to bid farewell to the cloud spirits in the sea of clouds in the sky, in a place that no one knows.

"When he was young, he was unique, thinking that Yunwu was unparalleled in the world, but he didn't know that the obsession of martial arts was a dream bubble, whether you want to have a big dream, or wake up singing and dancing, crying and crying, this is a personal choice. ”

He didn't know that he stepped on the wind ladder that year, felt the dragon god wind soul, but couldn't find his trace, which became an obsession for him, and the more he wanted to find the ethereal wind, the more difficult it was to find. ”

Mo Huan sighed lightly, the bystanders are clear, what can Qing?

Everyone here has obsessions, but who can let go, it is natural to talk about others, and this basin of cold water is poured on his head, and he still cries a lot.

"Young man, what are you doing here?" One of the three old men laughed.

"I'm watching the wind!"

"The wind is invisible, you can't see it. ”

The young man pointed to the soul of the dragon god in the distance and flew away as a dragon of the clouds, and he didn't know how to go for tens of thousands of miles.

"Kid, are you crazy?"

"But ......"

He did see a dragon of the clouds, could it be that he was the only one?

No, Mo Huan directly threw off the martial spirit here, he wanted to find the truth.

"The attributes here are mixed?"

In the center of the turbulence of qi and blood, the residual bubbles illustrate the final situation.

Wind Soul and Cloud Spirit are not a life-and-death contest, but a fusion?

They?

Mo Huan was a little difficult to accept for a while, he didn't know the male and female of the dragon god, but from the point of giving birth to nine sons, the dragon really didn't necessarily separate the male and female.

But the cloud spirits are human races!

When they saw the Dryad and the old martial spirit disappear in one lifespan and an obsession disappears, they finally chose to ignore the difference between demons and humans.

I never thought that this time I directly ignored the difference between humans and dragons.

seems to be a deep hatred, but in fact, it is another kind of "yin and yang" that hides people's ears

"I see, it's good to be together, why do you come to morning and twilight?"

"I realized, I'll go back when I've been to the Dragon God Rain Soul. ”

"Why think too much? ”

Mo Huan was obsessed with unraveling, and it was like a knot in his heart that had been easily dissolved.

He walked down the ladder, and the body of the martial spirit was transforming.

What is Wuzun between heaven and earth, break and then stand!

"From now on, I am respectful!"

In the eyes of Li Min Cangsheng in Wind and Snow City, it was a dazzling light, a peerless martial venerable powerhouse, the land of the four dragon claws was all closed, and there were only a handful of martial venerable in the world!

"He actually broke through the Martial Venerable Realm!"

The three old martial spirits who were still suspicious of his identity before were also undecided in their hearts at the moment.

Can people really do that?

Stepping to the peak at a young age is something that has never happened in the Martial God Continent since ancient times.

"His youth is definitely not seventeen years old, this is a secret method to hide his age. ”

"That's right, if someone can really enter Wuzun at the age of seventeen, it will be the first day of the ages, the old man doesn't believe it!"

The third old man touched his beard and smiled for a long time before he smiled: "Whether it is true or false, it is the most difficult to judge, do you still remember that when you attacked Daoya Town a thousand years ago, there was an old man who was not born for seven hundred years, if he was still alive now, he should have broken through to the eight-star martial honor!"

"Well, the one-star of the Martial Spirit Realm is still so difficult to break through, let alone Martial Venerable?"

The three old martial spirits sighed leisurely, and at this moment, Mo Huan opened his eyes, and a grinding disc hung behind him.

Yin and yang symbiosis, hanging from the sky.

From the moment this yin and yang millstone appeared, it seemed to be pregnant with something extraordinary.

However, it wasn't until the appearance of the Martial God Martial Vein that this trace of weirdness was forcibly suppressed.

"Huh?"

Mo Huan was a little puzzled, this matter was really strange, and he didn't feel right if he couldn't explain it.

But he did see this matter, and his obsession was broken and then he stood up, and set foot in the Martial Venerable Realm!

What is Wuzun, that is, one's own martial vein has turned into a manifestation of martial vein.

This is a shell, each warrior has his own manifestation of the martial vein, equivalent to a pronoun, if the martial vein is a sword, a bead, a green ox, then his manifestation of the martial vein is the embodiment of this martial vein.

The reason why Qin Xiaoyue was powerful with the body of a Martial Emperor was that his golden dragon was qualitatively different from others, and it was similar to Wuzun's manifestation martial vein.

"Everyone is pursuing the prosperity of qi and blood, is this the avenue of qi and blood?"

"No, I think that qi and blood have the strength of peak and prosperity, and also the sorrow of weakness and powerlessness. When the blood is burned out, it is not the end, but also the beginning. ”

Mo Huan's understanding from yin and yang is diametrically opposed to other qi and blood martial artists, he is not afraid of qi and blood failure, and he is not afraid of the ominous feeling of getting weaker and weaker after the peak of qi and blood.

This man has his own path!

At this moment, the path that Mo Huan is taking is qi and blood, not qi and blood, he is Wuzun, the only Wuzun in this world who is not afraid of qi and blood exhaustion.

The heyday is me, and the ominous is me.

The heavens are me, and the earth is me.

It has always been me, and fate is me.

One-star martial arts, six-star martial arts, nine-star martial arts!

The breath exploded, and it didn't stop until he broke through the Martial Venerable, and when he stopped breaking through the breath, he had already become one of the strongest people in the Martial God Continent.

"This ......"

Tens of millions of people were stunned, they witnessed the birth of a peerless powerhouse, and he was only a seventeen-year-old boy.

When Mo Huan walked down the ladder, he walked from the City Lord's Mansion to the straight road, and then walked to the city gate alone.

The smoke and fire are rich but have nothing to do with him, as if the noise in this world is not painful and itchy.

"You are really a martial spirit, no, no, you are Lord Wuzun!"

The left-handed guard who had a relationship with one side still can't believe that the little ghost he once joked about could be the real Wuzun, and the most powerful one.

Along the way, you will encounter demons and kill demons, and you will see demons and kill demons.

......

"Nine-Star Martial Venerable, the Martial God has really laid a great foreshadowing. ”

"Oh, over the past 10,000 years, how many chess players have changed, generations of martial emperors have soared, and there is no trace of them, and it is only today that we know the truth, it turns out that the blood moon hanging in the sky 10,000 years ago was the handiwork of the empress. ”

"It's ridiculous, as a Martial Emperor, she doesn't soar, does she still want to stay in the Martial God Continent for the rest of her life?"

"Of all the human races and demon clans affected by the Blood Moon Hanging Sky, only the Martial Emperor and above barely have the ability to protect themselves, which shows how unfathomable their cultivation is now!"

"Achieving martial arts is a rare and precious thing in this world, after the manifestation of the martial vein, the human warrior seems to have a container for the coagulation of qi and blood, and with the help of his manifested martial vein, he can live longer, isn't this the highest state that the martial artist has been pursuing?"

"Hey, to this day, there are still only two existences that have stepped on the peak of qi and blood, the end of the Martial Emperor and the Demon Saint, the two supreme beings are about to return!"

In Daoya Town, the ninth-order demon kings hidden in the secret realm of the demon realm have all woken up, however, some things are more terrifying than they thought after all.

Far away in the land of the dragon's tail, another martial artist of the human race broke through, and what was even more strange was that he was the same age as Mo Huan, seventeen years old, nine-star martial venerable!

"Damn, are the dragon god's pawns starting to fall too?"

"We used to think that the game between the Martial Emperors and the Demon Emperors for thousands of years had already cleaned up all the chess pieces, but we didn't expect that the blood moon hung in the sky a year ago, and the red-clothed empress appeared. ”

"It's the dragon god again, the respective chess pieces of the martial gods have turned the tables, and they have prevented the generations of masters from returning?"

Demon King, the nine ninth-order demon beasts that can call themselves demon kings are all in Daoya Town, in the eyes of outsiders, there is always a demon king who does not see the true face of Lushan, but in fact, the major demon kings are on duty in shifts.

The other demon kings are sleeping, in exchange for the longevity of qi and blood.

The atavism, mutation, and evolution of the demon clan are more like a kind of biological qi and blood dao, and the human warriors have taken advantage of the ingenuity of different realms, which has led to the emergence of qi and blood wings, the art of boiling blood, the spirit of obsession, and various means of martial vein containers.

"Isn't there a chess player other than the Empress who can play with them?"

"Will the Empress be on our side?"

"The old monster who has lived for 10,000 years has long since lost his attachment to the human race in his heart, otherwise the blood moon would not have affected the human race and the demon race indiscriminately. ”

"Let's fight for it, if the Martial God and the Dragon God awaken, our demon clan will definitely be enslaved or exterminated. ”

With a sigh, who can change it?

At this moment, the Night-Eyed Eagle Demon King of an owl ancestor joked, "You say, is it possible for these two Martial Venerables who have just broken through to the Nine Stars to break through to Martial Emperor?"

"You haven't woken up from your dream yet, it's daylight!" the Blood Rat King spat out.

"Cut, it's not dark now, isn't it time for me to sleep?"

The Night Eye Eagle Demon King secretly complained, but he didn't dare to speak too loudly, his clan demon and the Blood Rat Clan were natural enemies, and he was hungry if he didn't take medicine, if he ate it, he and the Blood Rat King would indeed be a bit of a loss when they met.

"The history of the Martial God Continent without the Martial Emperor has been ten thousand years, how can two little ghosts who don't know where they come from can break through the fact of the decay of qi and blood?"

"Wonderful, these two must be eliminated, otherwise it will be a big trouble for my demon clan. ”

At this moment, a beautiful woman transformed by a nine-tailed demon fox walked out of the darkness.

"This matter is handed over to this seat, Mo Huan, this kid killed this nephew, and he will definitely pay for his blood debt!"