Chapter 82: Wang Junhu, the ancestor of the Wang family

The person who appeared in the air was Wang Junhu, the ancestor of the Wang family.

I only heard Wang Junhu's hoarse voice echoing in this space very penetratingly: "The old man has been in retreat for a long time and has not asked about the world, but I don't want you stinky children to come to my Wang family to make jokes, and you are simply looking for death." ”

Just listening to the sound, everyone felt a chill under their feet, and they all had irresistible thoughts.

As he spoke, he saw Wang Junhu swinging his hands, and the sand and dust in the air slowly revolved around his body, and the sky was extremely gloomy, and the sand and dust covered the sky and the sun, as if even the sunlight could not penetrate it.

"Scatter!"

Wang Junhu raised his hands into the air, and the sand and dust around him seemed to be endowed with great power, rushing towards the surrounding people.

Everyone released the spiritual power in their bodies to resist this wave of attacks.

Helian Xin and Mu Feng had been injured a lot when they were fighting with the Wang family before, and in the face of this wave of attacks, the protective shield outside the bodies of the two people whose spiritual power was almost exhausted flickered and dimmed, and it seemed that they could no longer withstand too much power.

The ten people left behind by Su Mo also discovered this situation, and the spiritual power in their bodies expanded outward, firmly protecting the two of them in the middle.

In front of him was a flying dust, gray and earthy yellow, as if even the air inhaled into the nasal cavity was the breath of dust, and the attack hit the protective shield where everyone's spiritual power gathered, and the spiritual power barrier rippled,

When the attack dispersed, everyone returned to clarity in front of their eyes.

The situation at the scene made Mu Feng and Helian Xin's hearts drip blood, and one blow was just a random blow.

The two elders of the Mu family's martial arts level were seriously injured, they were shot into a hornet's nest by fine particles, and the image was so miserable that it would not be an exaggeration to say that they were incomplete, and the two of them breathed a sigh of relief, completely losing the ability to fight again.

More than half of the juniors of the Mu family and the Helian family were killed and injured, and for a while, the atmosphere of sadness permeated this space, wailing all over the field, and blood stained the rivers and mountains.

"It's just a group of miscellaneous fish, dare to come to my Wang's house to be presumptuous, and they will all die!" Wang Junhu roared, his hands dancing, and the power of the stars in the air also seemed to imply some kind of regularity.

Helian Xin looked at his junior who was seriously injured, and his heart felt like a hole was torn: "Ah~ The old man fought with you." ”

His father was defeated by those mysterious black-clothed people who died, so that the Helian family quickly declined, and the people of the family gradually became outgoing and fell apart because of the depletion of cultivation resources.

Now, is it because of one of his decisions that the entire Helian family should be buried together?

No, he would never allow such a thing to happen, Helianxin's eyes were filled with madness.

I saw Helian Xin singing out loud in his mouth, blood seeping out along his skin, dripping down, Helian Xin at this moment was like a god and demon descending to earth, full of red, revealing a strange aura.

"Helian Xin, you can't do this, it's not the last step yet, you can't!" Mu Feng yelled when he saw Helian Xin's actions, but he couldn't stop Helian Xin's actions at all, unless Helian Xin himself stopped, he would be forcibly interrupted, and he would inevitably be consumed by this power.

"Boss Ren Yun, what now?"

Among the ten people left by Su Mo, there was a person with too fair complexion, and his eyes flashed with wisdom, this person was Ren Yun, and he was also the leader of these ten people.

Ren Yun groaned for a moment and made a decision: "Formation!"

Although he didn't know what kind of exercise Helian Xin was using at the moment, Ren Yun guessed that this kind of exercise must be to injure the enemy by one thousand and lose eight hundred, with Helian Xin's current physical condition, I am afraid that he is fighting with his life.

He knew that Helian believed that this move would definitely buy them time, so he could only use the small time he had won to let his subordinates quickly form a formation and contend with the Wang family.

Just when Ren Yun led everyone to form a formation, a loud voice resounded in this space: "The people of my Mu family are also the ones that you, an old turtle, can easily shout and kill?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Mu Feng's excited eyes were a little moist, and he choked up at Helian Xin: "Hey, old ghost, stop, stop, my ancestor has arrived." ”

This choking sound overcame everything and dragged Helian Xin back from his state of madness.

Helian Xin hurriedly retracted his efforts, the fierce force shook his heart, a mouthful of blood spurted out, he looked excitedly at the person who came by stepping on the void, the corners of his mouth rose, and the blood-stained red lips made him look sharp.

Helian wiped the corners of his mouth with confidence, and said, "Heaven will not kill me, heaven will not kill me." ”

Mu Chen, the ancestor of the Mu family, his blue clothes swayed in the wind, he walked calmly in the void, there was some dusty breath, and the people of the Mu family saw their ancestors raising their arms and shouting: "Ancestor!

It was the same as the excitement of the Wang family when they shouted the ancestor just now, Mu Chen was the faith in their eyes, and it was the belief that could compete with the Wang family.

Mu Chen was originally in retreat to impact the Wuzun realm, and when he felt the energy fluctuations of the enchantment, he hurriedly collected his efforts, and the only people who could enter this enchantment were Mu Feng, the head of the Mu family, and Mu Yi, the young master of the Mu family, because they knew that he was in retreat, and they would not enter the enchantment without extremely special things.

"It's only a little bit close to breaking through Wuzun, I don't know what major changes have happened in the family?" Mu Chen's face was a little pale because he forcibly collected his strength and received the force of the backshock. He walked out of the room, and it was empty, except for a soundstone hanging from his eaves.

When he picked up the sound transmission stone and listened to it, it was the voice of his grandson Mu Yi.

After a little pranayama, Mu Chen hurried over, but he didn't expect it to be a little late, and more than half of the Mu family's masters had fallen.

When Wang Junhu saw the person coming, he sneered: "Who am I, it turned out to be Brother Mu Chen, if you want to say that you and I were both martial artists in the ninth section before, we can still mediate, now, I have advanced to Wuzun, and you are still a little far from Wuzun, do you think your Mu family is still possible to turn over?"

Mu Chen said in a deep voice: "Old Zamao, you still only fart, stinky and smelly, you can do it, and you still talk about a fart, today we will settle the old accounts together!" The words of the exit formed a strong contrast with the appearance of the dust.

The enemies were very red when they met, and they started to fight directly if they didn't agree with each other.

Mu Chen's sleeve robe agitated, the surrounding mist gathered in his hand, the spiritual power condensed, the mist solidified, and a one-foot-long ice pick took shape in his hand.

Wang Junhu smiled arrogantly: "Haha, Tukeshui, your Mu family today, don't want to turn over!"

Wang Junhu said, waving his hands, as if summoning the earth attribute in the air, sand and dust flew all over the sky, and a powerful air vortex slowly formed in front of him.

When the two were fighting, no one noticed that one of Wang Xin's martial artists quietly sealed his hands, condensing the spiritual power in his body in his palm, and the metal energy ball jumped happily in his hand, as if waiting for something.

"Gather water, Guyuan!"

"Tired of soil and sand, you can attack and defend!"

Mu Chen and Wang Junhu shouted almost at the same time, and the whirlpool of air condensed by ice picks and sand and dust rushed towards each other in the air.

"Jin Shengshui, this is the time!" The martial artist under Wang Xin threw the condensed metallic spiritual power in his hand into the air towards Mu Chen's ice pick, and the ice pick and the metallic spiritual power fused and instantly expanded slightly.

In the middle of the air in front of the gate of the royal courtyard, the battle was inseparable, but at this moment, Helian Liruo had her creation in the cave.

After the energy in the Soul Devouring Bead opened up the eight veins of the Qi Jing in Helian Liruo's body, she followed the white mangs in her body all the way, and finally slowly stopped at the center of her eyebrows, standing side by side with the Kunlun Mirror.

Helian Liruo was in a trance, and she saw an old man appear in the sea.

The old man was holding a pole of floating dust in his hand, his beard was gray, his body was thin, and he had a very good taste of fairy wind bones.

His ethereal voice sounded in Helian Liruo's ears with a hint of kindness: "Little girl, you really didn't disappoint me. ”

Helian Liruo looked at the old man with some confusion, the aura emanating from the old man's body was so strong that she could barely look at it directly, she felt the kindness of the old man, so she respectfully bowed to the old man: "The seniors are above, please accept the juniors." ”

Then, Helian Liruo raised his head and asked the old man, "I don't know what the seniors call them?"

"Haha, the old man also dominated the Xuanyuan Continent back then, I don't know if anyone remembers me now, the old man is called by the world: drunk half-immortal. ”

Listening to the old man's words, Helian Liruo was shocked, this is Tang Ke'er's mouth, thousands of years ago, the Xuanyuan Continent was a very prosperous spirit master: drunk half-immortal!

"Don't be surprised, what you see now is just a wisp of ghost form, back then I saw the opportunity and knew that only you could eliminate the alien breath in the soul devouring bead, so I asked for this bead from the old man Xuanji, waiting for its owner to come. ”

"I never thought that the seal on the bead gradually disappeared with the passage of time, and the alien breath in the bead rioted, and I desperately sealed the breath back into the Soul Devouring Bead, but the breath still leaked out, attracting part of the dead qi that the outside world broke into the Xuanyuan Continent when the space was turbulent at that time. ”

Helian Liruo was slightly shocked in his heart, and said loudly: "Senior is waiting for me here, just to hand over the Soul Devouring Bead to me?"

"Haha, the girl got to the point, the reason why I'm waiting for you here is not only to give you the Soul Devouring Bead, but also because you are the only variable that can lead the Xuanyuan Continent to defeat the alien race next time the space is turbulent. ”

"Lead the Xuanyuan Continent to defeat the alien race?" Helian Liruo listened incredulously, and pointed at himself blankly.

"Exactly, I can't be mistaken. Back then, almost all the masters of the Xuanyuan Continent were dispatched to seal the space that the alien race had broken into, but this seal is becoming more and more unstable now, and I am afraid that it is not far from those guys breaking the seal. ”

Helian Liruo listened to all the words in her ears, but she didn't digest them all in her heart, and she let out a somewhat blank "oh".

"Girl, it's useless to tell you these things now, you just need to be strong yourself, whether it's for yourself or for the entire Xuanyuan Continent, strengthen yourself!"

"The old man Xuanji?"

"He, like me, is gone. ”

Helian Liruo heard that the old man Xuanji was dead, and he didn't know why, but he was always a little stunned in his heart.

The drunken half-immortal is free and easy: "The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, girl, the remnant soul I left here should also dissipate, before leaving, I will send you a creation." ”