In the whirlpool, there were constantly blue fire balls, which scattered in the air, turning into a little blue fire rain, with wisps of orchid fragrance.

When the beautiful woman reappeared, she grabbed the blue light vortex with her bare hands, and all the fire rain was condensed in her palm, turning into a blue fire ruler that burned for hundreds of feet, and fell towards Chang Disobey!

And a hundred miles away, one by one onlookers were in an uproar,

"Four-grade spiritual fire, Youlan fire! Use this fire to cast infant-level low-grade spells and turn them into fire rulers, which is really extraordinary! I heard that some time ago, when the demon was punished, the willow fairy once burned dozens of miles of wasteland!"

This ruler is extraordinary, and after the old Confucian and the beautiful woman separated, he patted the storage ring, and he had a sword in his hand, and he fled wildly, and the sword finger was often dissatisfied!

The best magic weapon, Xuanying Sword! There are countless demon clans under this sword!

The two of them have no reservations, almost want to take a face, and they often disobey each other, and they often disagree with one person, and they are too difficult to defeat the two yuan babies!

Even if he is pregnant with "Yin and Yang Change", under the deep vigilance of the beautiful woman against him, it is difficult to bully the beautiful woman in front of him to sneak attack with his yin finger!

In this way, the only way to do it is to go all out!

As soon as he patted the storage ring, immediately, a black-gold villain, like a clay puppet, appeared in the palm of his hand, and threw it towards the beautiful woman in the air, and at the same time, the silver light flashed in the center of his eyebrows, and the silver light appeared all over his body, turning into a nine-foot and nine-foot giant!

The black-gold villain, growing in the wind, turned into a black-armored refining corpse in an instant, the corpse qi covered the sky, the corpse grabbed towards the void, and the hundred-zhang blue light vortex above the beautiful woman's head shattered!

And often disobey the incarnation of the giant for a moment, above the fist, the ice is forested, the devil roars, a punch blasts out, the old Confucian is surrounded by thousands of heaven and earth, all of them are frozen in ice, and his escape is even more alive and scattered by the ice boxing, and it is forcibly stopped!

That punch was obviously hit above the void, but Lao Ru only felt that the power of this punch had wrapped thousands of feet!

His complexion changed greatly, and he waved the Xuanying Sword, and the sword qi moved, slashing countless sword tricks with lightning speed, turning into a circle of sword qi, enveloping his body.

Every trace of sword qi was enough to easily kill the melting spirit, but when the sound of ice shattering came, the heavens and the earth shook fiercely, and all the light of sword qi made a shattering sound, shattering with a bang! Although the old man was not injured, he was still shocked by the ice shattering fist, his qi and blood surged, and his eyes were shocked!

On the other side, the black armor refining corpse seemed to be completely ignorant of pain, and the fire ruler of the beautiful woman fell again and again, but it did not hurt her physical body at all, and her physical body was terrifying, which can be called against the sky!

And this black armor refining corpse, the strength of the corpse, is really amazing, every punch has a roaring sound, dozens of punches, on the beautiful woman's fire ruler, countless cracks have appeared, almost want to disperse!

Shock! Absolute shock!

Not only were the onlookers unbelievable, but even the old Confucian and the beautiful woman also had a great change in complexion.

No one thought that this Zhou Ming would have a refining corpse in his body, and that refining corpse, the physical defense was enough to ignore all the attacks of the early masters of the Yuan Infant, and the strength was enough to defeat the Yuan Infant undefeated!

No one thought that the old Confucian and the beautiful woman were the tricks of hole cards as soon as they came up, but they were easily blocked by Zhou Ming and gave a counterattack, and in an instant, it was a tie!

In the realm of silver bones, there are so many means to refine corpses this week!

The black corpse and the beautiful woman are stuck together, and it is difficult to distinguish victory from defeat.

And here, Lao Ru and Chang are not convinced, and it is the third confrontation.

Losing again, Lao Ru was not convinced, and his fear was deeper, staring at the nine-foot-and-nine-foot arrogant giant, as if he was facing a great enemy.

Without waiting for the giant to cast the Ice Shattering Fist for the second time, the old man suddenly slapped the storage ring, and suddenly, from his storage ring, three superb flying swords flew out again, each of which was extremely similar to the Xuanying Sword!

"Four Swords Xuanying!

The old man slammed it, and the four Xuanying swords turned into four sword lights, and after flickering, the town was on all sides of the giant.

This is, Sword Formation!

As soon as the sword formation was formed, the quaint sword qi was condensed in the four Xuanying swords, and a trace of Xiao Su's killing intent escaped from the sword, circling with the clear sky!

That sword qi, as ancient as the vast earth, appeared in a flash, and within a hundred miles, the heavens and the earth began to tremble.

And faintly, there was a sound like a sword chanting like a scripture, turning in the air.

"The Land of the Four Swords, Killing and Falling"

At the moment when the sword qi appeared, the beautiful woman who was stuckly fighting in the distance suddenly had frightened eyes, and the black corpse, although it had no spiritual intelligence, was also an instinctive corpse trembling.

And farther away, one by one, in the face of this ancient sword qi, they all felt a sense of insignificance and helplessness and death!

Even Chang who was incarnated as a giant was unconvinced, and his eyes were shocked, but immediately, he sneered.

The four Xuanying swords, imitating the Zhuxian Sword Array, and among the four swords, there is a Zhuxian Sword Qi that the old Confucian didn't know where to find it

The land of the four swords, the slaughter is overwhelmed, with this four swords and one punishment, the old man is even enough to fight with the mid-stage martial artist without defeat, but this sword qi is not convinced, what is the benefit!

At this moment, often dissatisfied, in the sea of knowledge, the silent sword knowledge seemed to be the traction of a resonant voice.

His sword thoughts were rolled and closed, and the four Xuanying swords hanging high in the sky suddenly let out a mournful roar in unison, and each of them cracked a half-inch crack in the sword body.

In the crack, the four ancient sword qi were often disobeyed by the sword recitation, and they were immediately inhaled into the sea of knowledge and turned into nourishment for casting sword knowledge.

Its knowledge of the sea sword qi is more solid, and even the sword thoughts are faintly enhanced, and the four Xuanying swords of the old Confucian are greatly reduced in power after the sorrowful roar, and they lose the sword qi of the immortals, and they can no longer urge the sword formation to give the giant a strong blow!

I don't understand! I don't understand! The old man couldn't understand why the sword formation had been formed, and when he was about to hit the giant hard, he would be robbed of his sword qi!

And the shocking ink-colored sword thought made his complexion change greatly, and he suddenly realized that the constant dissatisfaction in front of him was probably condensed sword knowledge and sword thought!

"This person even broke the sword array, and even robbed me of my sword qi, the old man can only compete with this technique!

Lao Ru patted the storage ring, took out dozens of silver array plates again, divided his hands, one by one, one array plate, strangely suspended in front of him, under the urging of his divine thoughts, the array plates were stimulated one after another, and the silver array patterns of the Dan-level array, above the sky, seemed to be a series of Beidou series, emerging one after another!

In total, seven seven and forty-nine thunder patterns!

This is, the ancient sacrifice thunder array!

This sacrificial thunder array plate, it is really the old Confucian hole card thing, the sacrificial thunder array, ten thousand thunders fall, it is the early stage of the Yuan Infant martial arts, it is enough to kill with one blow, as for the giant in front of him, although he will not die, he will be seriously injured!

As soon as this array came out, the onlookers from afar changed their color one by one, and immediately fled farther away!

If the sacrificial thunder array is opened, a radius of 200 miles may be blown into ruins by the thunder!

"Old Song, this thing is used to deal with the demon tide, and it should not be moved lightly!" In the distance, as soon as the beautiful woman saw the old Confucian urging the array, her pretty face immediately changed color.

"It's okay, this array has been completed, there will never be the slightest difference, and the array plate cannot be damaged in the slightest, use it slightly, deter this person, the 'respected elders' will not blame me The only pity is that the Yuanjue Valley martial artists who are present, under the divine martial arts, will die in the thunder array, but just melt the spirit and open the vein, how much in the rain world, what a way!"

At this moment, Lao Ru is the only one left in his eyes who is often unconvinced, and there is nothing else to do.

Everything, just because he often disobeys the sense of oppression given to him, is too great!

At this moment, a cold glint flashed in the giant's eyes.

The legend of the ancient sacrificial thunder array in this array implies the lost magic power of the ancient gods and demons - the thunder sacrifice technique, the specifics of which is unknown.

This array is respected by seven, 1 is the spirit, 7 is the dan, 49 is the baby, 343 is the pole, 41 is the mortal void, and 1687 is the immortal void!

Lao Ru used 49 formations to attack the enemy, and his formation cultivation was extraordinary! However, his character was too indifferent.

As soon as this array opens, the Inner Realm will be submerged by the Thunder Sea! Many disciples of Yuanjue Valley may not be able to escape from the Thunder Light!

The birth and death of Yuanjue Valley has nothing to do with Chang Disobedience, but at worst, he obtained immortal jade because of this valley, and this valley eventually yielded cause and effect.

"You, it's over!"

The eyes of the giants, the cold light is revealed!

The thunder star in the center of his eyebrows flashed indecisively!

Its sound roared like thunder, and above the clear sky, there was thunder!

One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand!

Within this thunder light in the sky, the sacrificial thunder array laid by the old Confucian, although it is mysterious, is insignificant in terms of thunder power alone!

And when his gaze fell on the silver star in the center of his eyebrows, he was suddenly shocked.

"Shenxing! you are, the primeval vein!"

"Get out!"

The giant roared, and its voice seemed to merge with the heavenly thunder, and the sound suddenly rose with a special meaning, like a thunderbolt, in the hearts of the old Confucian beauty and all the onlookers, exploded!

It's like, the great power of the ancient warriors, the words follow the law!

Under this roar, the thunder array, shattered!

49 silver array disks, shattered one after another!

And the old Confucian, his mind was connected to the array plate, the array plate was broken, he was immediately seriously injured, vomiting blood, without more than ten years of penance, he would definitely not be able to cultivate back to the realm!

Get lost!

One word, under the power of heaven, actually made the old Confucian face the constant disobedience, and a sense of humility that only had when facing the old monster of the gods, and the whole body couldn't help but tremble.

often disagrees with him and asks him to get out, let the old Confucian, who is a dignified infant cultivator, get out.

But the old Confucian suddenly had an illusion, if he didn't get out today, he would die here!

And when Lao Ru saw that he often took out a blood-colored jade slip in the palm of his hand, that feeling was infinitely magnified in his heart!

In that jade slip, there was a raging killing machine, which was enough to easily tear the old Confucian to pieces!

"Zhou Ming Daoyou, be merciful! The old man will get out immediately, get out immediately! Liu Daoyou, let's go, go quickly!"

At this moment, Lao Ru no longer had the arrogance of asking for guilt before, and only had the idea of leaving quickly.

This Zhou Ming, no matter what his identity is or what he has done in the Wei State, it is no longer related to him. Even, for the rest of his life, he didn't want to have anything to do with Zhou Ming anymore.

Without him, this Zhou Ming, in the eyes of Lao Ru, is simply unfathomable!

And in his heart, he even had a guess about Zhou Ming's identity, although it was wrong and biased, but this guess made him even more reluctant to the latter, as the envoy of the Rain Temple.

Under the disbelieving gaze of the warrior, the two Rain Temple Divine Envoys hurriedly fled in embarrassment

And Zhou Ming of Wei State, since this war, I am afraid that he is an ordinary Yuan Baby, and he does not dare to underestimate this person!

It was not until a few days later, tens of thousands of miles away from Yuanjue Valley, that Lao Ru seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and slowed down the escape.

"Old Song, are we going to leave like this?" On the top of the mountain, the beautiful woman regained her mana and asked.

"If you don't leave like this, will you stay in that Yuanjue Valley and send you to death?" Song Yi didn't have a good airway, and when he thought of the methods that he often disobeyed, he was still slightly afraid.

"Send to death? Although Song Lao was injured in that Zhou Ming and suffered a slight loss, but he was not dead, I waited for the Yuanying Warrior, the means to save his life were endless, that is, the body was destroyed, and the Yuanying could escape, no matter how powerful Zhou Ming was, he might not have the ability to kill us, and our identity was respected, but he was the Rain Temple Divine Envoy, even if he could kill, he would never dare to kill" The beautiful woman said disapprerovingly, she asked herself if she was not often dissatisfied with her opponent, but the identity of the Rain Temple Divine Envoy made her feel that she was more dissatisfied than usual, superior to others.

"He can't kill! He is a means, weird and unpredictable, the old man's skill of becoming famous, the formation of four swords, was swept away by his sword, and then it was broken, the old man trapped him with the sacrificial thunder array, he actually used the means of controlling the thunder, broke this array, and finally, the jade slip he took out, if I am not mistaken, among them, contains the full strength of the god warrior, not to mention the old man, even if it is a martial artist in the middle of the Yuan Infant, if he is attacked, he will die!"

The old man still had palpitations in his heart, and he immediately said the biggest wrong guess in his heart.

"If I'm not mistaken, this Zhou Ming may be the descendant of that adult, and the same surname is Zhou"

"Who?" said the beautiful woman, slightly eccentric.

"The ruthless man who was born in the Rain Hall and died in the Endless Sea, even His Majesty the God Emperor was jealous of, the thunder god vein of that person, condensed the thunder god star, held the thunder and thunder, and was invincible at the same level, and once relied on the power of one person to draw with the three emperors of the sword world In the legend, the rain world was shattered ten thousand years ago, the first person!"

"What! Song always said that this person is the descendant of the 'Buzhou Thunder Emperor'!"

"Shh I'm just a little envoy of the Rain Temple, don't get involved in this kind of right and wrong."

Song Yi had palpitations, and he began to be afraid of the means and strength that he often disobeyed, and even his 'identity'.

Although this identity is simply accidental, he is often dissatisfied with the pseudonym 'Zhou Ming', that Zhou is just a name picked up in the Demon Forest, and it has nothing to do with the so-called 'Buzhou Lei Huang'

But Song Yi, I'm afraid that for the rest of his life, he won't dare to see Chang Chang again, I'm afraid it's too terrible

Compared with the Thunder Emperor of Buzhou, the Divine Envoy of the Rain Palace, what kind of divine envoy is a fart, but he is just a coolie of the Rain Palace!

The battle between Zhou Ming and the two Yuan Babies was like thunder, and it gradually spread in the Wei Kingdom.

While the rumors continued, Chang was dissatisfied but quietly left Yuanjue Valley.

He didn't kill Lao Ru, even if he tried his best, he was only on par with Lao Ru, and if he wanted to kill Lao Ru, unless he lost his blood and blood, or used a demon general to strike!

No matter which one it is, it's not worth it, killing the old Confucian will anger the rain hall and cause unnecessary trouble.

It is enough to frighten the old Confucian, there is really no need to fight with the old Confucian for some trivial things.

(End of chapter)