"Ahem......"

In the cave, there was a coughing sound.

It took a long time for the dust to completely dissipate.

The scene in the cave also appeared in front of everyone again.

I saw that there were dozens of powerful walking corpses, but now I didn't see a single scum, and the area of the entire cave had also expanded by two or three times.

"These walking corpses are dead?"

Yuan Yue looked at Han Yun and asked with a shocked face.

"Dead!"

Han Yun put away the ion-breaking cannon on his shoulder and put on a handsome posture, his face indifferent.

"We won ......"

Yuan Yue was the first to exclaim.

A large number of exclamations followed.

"The boss is mighty!"

I don't know who snorted.

In the entire cave, there were bursts of cheers, and looking at the group of fiery eyes behind him, Han Yun was a little fluttering.

"Han Yun, you killed all my treasures......"

A trembling voice came from the mouth of the cave.

I saw the Seven Star Daoist looking at the scene in the cave with a dull face, and the Seven Star Dao Man's body was covered with dust.

But the eyes of the Seven Star Dao people were staring at Han Yun deadly.

He cares.

It's his baby, it's the twenty-odd walking corpses!

It was a treasure he had found all his life, and every walking corpse was refined with a pinnacle of war kings, and every head was his hard work.

But now, it's all gone!

"That...... I'm sorry, but I don't like disgusting things, so I'm ......."

Han Yun's face was slightly embarrassed.

"Boss, don't be polite to this old man, these walking corpses usually don't greet us less, and now you only kill these walking corpses, this is already very cheap this old bastard!"

Yuan Yue looked at the Seven Star Daoist and said with anger on his face.

"That's right, this old bastard actually made us sleep with a group of walking corpses, damn it, Lao Tzu will never forget the smell of the walking corpse. ”

"I'm going to kill this old bastard!"

......

Behind Han Yun, there were angry voices.

"I want you dead!"

The Seven Star Daoist suddenly raised his head and looked at Han Yun with a scarlet face.

Han Yun destroyed his walking corpse.

This ruined not only his hundreds of years of hard work, but also the key to his acquisition of that thing.

He also relied on these walking corpses to set up a corpse demon array.

Now that there are no walking corpses, the corpse demon array will not be attacked.

"Oops, this old guy has a murderous intention!"

Han Yun saw the cold aura in the eyes of the Seven Star Dao people, his expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly exclaimed to Yuan Yue and his party behind him:

"You guys leave quickly, remember, go to the territory of the Poison Mang, and when you meet the Poison Mang, you say my name, and those Poison Mangs will protect you!"

"Boss ......"

The faces of the crowd changed dramatically.

"Let's go!"

Han Yun's expression turned cold, and then his body technique unfolded, and he quickly disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, Han Yun had already appeared behind the Seven Star Dao people.

"Old bastard, die!"

"Seven Star Fist!"

"Martial Immortal Battle Fist Second Style!"

"Boom ......"

The violent collision, one after another, the battle qi was everywhere, and the entire cave, as if it had been subjected to a violent earthquake, could no longer withstand it.

began to collapse.

"Run!"

Everyone hurriedly left the cave.

Han Yun and the Seven Star Dao people also rose to the sky, their battle qi entwined, and a pair of golden wings spread out behind Han Yun, and terrifying battle intent spread out from Han Yun's body.

Face the Seven Star Dao people.

Han Yun didn't have the slightest fear in his heart, on the contrary, a touch of blood rose in Han Yun's heart, as if something was about to rush out.

"Fight!"

A battle word spat out from Han Yun's mouth.

On Han Yun's body, an ancient aura suddenly rose.

That breath seemed to come from ancient times, and it seemed to come from chaos.

It's unpredictable.

"Knock ......"

An ancient war drum suddenly sounded in the hearts of everyone.

The Seven Star Daoist looked at Han Yun, his eyes were full of amazement, and the sound of that war drum made him feel as if he had seen an ancient battlefield.

Where, he was as small as an ant.

"What is this?"

The throat of the Seven Star Daoist was a little dry.

But Han Yun on the other side seemed to have entered a mysterious artistic conception, only to see Han Yun's eyes full of golden light, and the breath on Han Yun's body became more and more mysterious.

"Knock ......"

Another war drum came.

Yuan Yue and his party didn't dare to stay any longer, and glanced at Han Yun in surprise, and Yuan Yue and his party left the valley far away.

With the sound of Han Yun's war drums.

In the deepest part of the entire Ancestral Dragon Stream, in the mysterious pool, a small head suddenly rose out, looking at the figure in the distance, with a wave of doubt in those big eyes.

The sound of the war drums.

She seems to have heard it somewhere!

"I can't let him make the sound of the third war drum, otherwise even I will have no fighting spirit in my heart!"

The hearts of the Seven Star Dao people were full of killing intent.

The sound of the war drums seemed to hit his heart, and when he heard this drum, he only felt trembling all over, and the fighting spirit quickly subsided.

Even, a cowardice has risen in his heart.

"Han Yun, suffer death!"

The Seven Star Dao Man jumped up, and a stream of evil black qi spread out from the Seven Star Dao Man crazily.

A pitch-black palm print, condensed in the void.

"Clutches!"

With one palm, with the power of the peak of the War Emperor, Chao Han Yun frantically crushed away.

The eyes of the Seven Star Dao people were full of sinister smiles.

This palm was a palm with all his strength, even an ordinary war emperor would die under this punch, but Han Yun in the void didn't seem to see it.

"Boss ......"

In the distance, Yuan Yue and his party exclaimed loudly.

"This human is going to die, why does he have a familiar aura on him, should I save him, I feel that my thunder tribulation is coming!"

The head in the waterhole is fully protruding.

It turned out to be the head of a dragon, with a pair of dragon horns growing on its head, and the dragon horns were shining golden, as if they were about to transform in the next moment.

This Jiaolong is the owner of the ancestral dragon stream.

It is also the king of the Northern Regions, a demon beast at the peak of the seventh level, and it is only one step away from this dragon to be able to turn into a dragon and leave this place.

Void.

Han Yun stood quietly, he seemed to be pondering something, his eyes were extremely focused.

The terrifying palm print is getting closer and closer to Han Yun.

Seeing Han Yun without the slightest movement, a smile couldn't help but rise in the eyes of the Seven Star Dao people.

Han Yun is dead!

In the face of his palm, even if it was the peak of the War Emperor, he had to face it cautiously, but Han Yun was motionless, and the Seven Star Dao people seemed to have seen Han Yun fall under this punch.

Yuan Yue and his party in the distance shouted madly to Han Yun.

How they wished that Han Yun would wake up and dodge the punch.

But it's a pity that Han Yun didn't hear it at all, and Han Yun's mind was immersed in an incomparably mysterious world.

In this world, battles are endless.

They fought with men, with the earth, and with the heavens.

But none of them backed down!