Chapter 212: A Wisp of Xiao Yin

Listening to Su Yun's words, even Gu Yueyang was furious.

No one has ever dared to speak to themselves like that.

Moreover, it's still a teenager!

How can this be endured?

Gu Yueyang's eyes surged out with a terrifying coldness, which was breathtaking, he looked at Su Yun coldly, his voice was like a bell, shaking the nine heavens, and said: "Ants who are immeasurable, today, even if you are a god descending to earth, you will die." ”

As he spoke, one of Gu Yueyang's big hands covered the sky and the sun, bursting out with terrifying divine power, which was terrifying, and bombarded towards Su Yun.

As soon as Gu Yueyang made a move, an extremely terrifying vision erupted from heaven and earth.

All of a sudden, the heavens and the earth trembled, and the thunder continued to roar, as if countless thunder dragons roared in the sky.

A force is incomparably powerful, intertwined like a dragon and a snake.

The halo of power burst out like an ancient star exploding.

One after another of power, bombarded, it could crush everyone.

It's chilling.

All the monks were terrified.

This Gu Yueyang can completely suppress one side.

No wonder, he can become a closed disciple of the Holy Dragon Sect Ancestor.

Without a certain talent and background, how can you achieve such a position?

Seeing the big hand that covered the sky, the horror was boundless.

Even the old monkey and the stone dragon Taoist are all changed for it!

Such a power is not something they can compete with!

Although the old monkey can deal with the treasure elephant national teacher!

However, he couldn't deal with this Gu Yueyang!

Without him, the gap is too big.

This ancient Yueyang is now a mythical consummation realm!

Such a status, such a strength, is too transcendent.

The crowd could only look up.

Everyone was terrified, terrified, and panicked, but Su Yun was the only one who didn't care as if he was strolling in his back garden. It seems that this is a trivial matter for me. In fact, it is. For this Gu Yueyang, he was too lazy to take a look, a guy who the chairman thought was right. What if it was even a disciple of an Old Ancestor? What about the Holy Dragon Sect? Could it be that he, Su Yun, would take a second look? He, Su Yun, why should he be afraid? How could he be afraid? Even if he was a proud disciple of the Holy Dragon Sect's Old Ancestor?

At this time, Su Yun was extremely calm.

He indifferently took out a jade flute from his storage belt.

The jade flute is round and round, and Cui Fei is colorful.

It has an inexplicable rhyme, like a gurgling stream, flickering on it, flowing like a stream.

Anyone who has seen it knows that this thing is not an ordinary thing.

Extraordinary.

In the face of such a terrifying giant hand covering the sky, Su Yun was an old god and blew the jade flute.

"Woo woo woo ......"

When he landed, some desolate voices suddenly came out.

All of a sudden, this voice, extremely sad, resounded through the sky.

That Xiao Yin, at the same time, is extremely melodious, but also makes people feel sad emotions.

At the same time, what accompanied Xiao Yin was an incomparably terrifying aura.

That breath.

It's shocking.

Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.

That Xiao Yin is actually visible to the naked eye.

Even, erupted with terrifying coercion.

Even, as dazzling as an ancient star.

Not the Death Star.

"Boom!"

A loud bang rang out suddenly.

When I landed, the sky was raining blood!

A wisp of Xiao sound, spread out, seems to be able to run through the ages.

What is eternal and immortal?

Doesn't seem like anything, right?

That wisp of Xiao Yin seems to be very sad and weak.

At this time, it pierced through the big hand that covered the sky.

Hurt that big hand.

All of a sudden, the sky was pouring blood~!

"How is this possible? This is an imperial weapon!"

At this time, Gu Yueyang's face changed drastically, and he suddenly retreated dozens of steps, for fear of being affected again! Even the Divine Emperor had to change color when he saw the coercion of the imperial weapon! Even if he was a powerhouse in the Mythical Perfection Realm? Doesn't he have to change his color? Now, even whether he can live or not is a question.

"Oh my God, this jade flute turned out to be an imperial weapon!"

At this time, the monks whose faces changed drastically were not only Gu Yueyang, but the monks who were present to watch this scene all changed color, and they all took dozens of steps back.

They all know what it means to be a emperor.

Even Gu Yueyang can't compete!

And even what about him?

What about the perfection of the mythical realm?

If you are hit by the imperial weapon, won't your head fall to the ground?

"Hehe, what's so great about the Holy Dragon Sect? In my eyes, it's just a faint reptile. At this time, Su Yun smiled indifferently, but he didn't care.

Between words.

Su Yun blew the jade flute again.

"Woo woo woo ......"

vast, ethereal, transcendent, ancient......

At this time, wisps of extremely terrifying divine emperor coercion permeated from it, like green smoke and drizzle.

However, such a god-emperor coercion, even if it is a wisp, can shake the heavens and the earth.

In this instant, all the monks felt extremely frightened.

They are fears from the heart!

The coercion of such an imperial weapon is not something that anyone can compete with!

"Hmph, only you have the imperial weapon, right?" At this time, an old man with gray hair rushed over, under his crotch, he was also riding a two-legged flying dragon, the breath of his body, extremely ancient, at first glance it was a master, he sneered, there was a bell in his hand, this bell, at least the size of a human head, at this time, it was a terrifying black mang, which was extremely terrifying. This bell is also bursting out with wisps of divine emperor coercion, which is terrifying and amazing.

"Brother Zhao Qian, help me and kill this son!"

At this time, seeing this old man make a move, the Holy Dragon Daozi was also pleasantly surprised.

He directly addresses the other party as a brother.

There is no problem either.

After all, the cultivation is there.

Many sects divide the level of disciples according to their strength.

"That is, kill this son, and the imperial weapon belongs to Brother Zhao Qian. ”

At this time, the Treasure Elephant National Master also said.

For Su Yun, he hated it to death.

This time, he was supposed to take the Treasure Elephant Prince with him for a long time, but when he was not there for a moment, the Treasure Elephant Prince was actually killed by Su Yun.

How could this make him not angry?

Although, this Treasure Elephant Prince is not the only son of the Treasure Elephant National Army.

But he is the favorite son of the national army!

At this moment.

As soon as the two terrifying gods and emperors came out, this piece of heaven and earth trembled.

It's like the end of the world.

"It turned out to be the Great Elder of Tongtian Mountain!"

At this time, a monk saw Zhao Qian and couldn't help but exclaim.

"It's terrible, but it's also too exciting, this is a duel between two imperial weapons. ”

A monk said excitedly.