Qing Yuan slapped his hand away and took a few steps back behind him: "Now is not the time to discuss this. ”

Jun Wuyao directly ignored the woman's words, and still insisted: "Qing'er, what else is hurt?" ”

Qing Yuan rubbed his eyebrows and said unhappily: "You can't die from internal injuries." ”

It's nothing at all.

"If he dares to hurt you, I'll kill him!" Hearing her words, Jun Wuyao slowly put his mind at ease. But as soon as she saw her seriously injured and shocked, a killing intent immediately rose in her heart.

"If you want to die, go away, it just so happens that my ears are pure."

"Qing'er ......"

"Shut up!" When is it and are you still in the mood to talk? Does he have a sense of crisis at all!

Jun Wuyao clenched his fists tightly and exhaled deeply, calming the anger in his body that was about to explode. Of course, this anger was not directed at Qing Yuan, but at the damn man in black.

"Tsk...... It's really emotional. In the distance, there was a strange and cold mocking voice from the man in black.

Purple eyes squinted at the black-clothed man in front of him, and Jun Moye's body slowly floated. The wind was howling, and the purple hair was flying, as if a mad demon was dancing, as if it was welcoming something.

Looking at the purple-robed man floating in the sky, a strange feeling crossed the man in black's heart, and his eyes narrowed again, a little suspicious and puzzled.

If the first time he felt a different aura on that man was just an accident, then the second time would definitely not be his delusion.

He was only sealed for tens of millions of years, not dead for tens of millions of years.

"Boy, who are you?"

Jun Moye glanced at the man in black lightly, and a sneer flashed across the corner of his mouth: "Isn't the Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon Clan so powerful that no one can match it?" ”

"Presumptuous!"

Jun Moye sneered, his figure flashed, and his body disappeared in place. In the next second, he had already appeared in front of the man in black, and with a wave of his big hand, a dark element struck towards the man. One move attacked, Jun Moye did not retreat, his hand was raised, and the Venerable Divine Knife in his palm exuded a rich dark aura, and Jun Moye had almost reached the point of unity with his mind.

The wind rises, the clouds surge!

A huge whirlwind suddenly blew in the sky, like a tornado, with extremely high wind speed and extreme violence!

Jun Moye's body exuded a strong dark aura, and his body slowly disappeared, only to see it turn into a black streamer and go towards the divine sword, merging with it.

The Venerable Divine Sword, which exuded a strong dark aura, was powerful at this moment, and its body continued to rotate and quickly become larger. The dark aura of the entire sky almost uncontrollably struck towards the Venerable Divine Sword, and the elemental power was attracted by it and completely devoured.

Looking at such a scene, Mu Hanyue below was slightly stunned in her heart, there was such a move, which could turn the surrounding elemental power into her own use.

Although it does not belong to you, if you are extremely strong, you can use it and turn it into your own power.

The Venerable Divine Sword grew bigger and bigger, and suddenly let out a roar, and then burst out with a thick black light, slashing towards the black-clothed man in front of him!

"Divine Sword, broken!"

The Divine Sword is a weapon that has existed since the desolation, and the power it possesses is infinite. Now coupled with Jun Moye's strength, that strength is even more immeasurable!

The indifferent voice, domineering and leaking, very majestic, with a very ancient atmosphere.

At the same moment, a purple-black thunderbolt suddenly descended from the sky, descending straight on top of the Venerable Divine Sword, once again helping its strength to grow to another peak and reach the peak realm!