The Shuangshan Island trembled with this punch, and the boiling earth was swept and whistling by the wind, which could be described as a ghost crying wolf, like an earth dragon turning over.

Not to mention Twin Hills.

It happened to be at the junction of the three places that suddenly burst out with a cloud burst of force, and the angry blow of the Law Warrior was enough to make the keen nerves of the Law Warrior within a radius of hundreds of miles perceive. Such a fierce, so angry, and such a domineering will to be coerced by a punch can be called to stir up turmoil in Zhou Tian!

Who is it!?

Who is it that is brazenly attacking here?

It was about a quarter of an hour after Wu Mourning's Seeing God Cloud Burst swept away directly, with Shuangshan Island as the center, there were divine lights flickering out of the body in various places, as if they wanted to come here to find out, but the vast majority of the Dharma Phases outside Yunzhou were immediately suppressed by the roar of rolling thunder as soon as they took off.

The flickering and violent thunder above the sky seemed to contain endless anger, warning these Dharma Faces not to make mistakes and get involved in the angry and resentful things of this day.

The fortunes of the country are angry!!

When Wu Mourning's angry will reached the nine heavens, like an angry goshawk fighting the dragon in the sky, vowing to break the sky, the fortunes of the country that favored him also showed a very human side.

Repression!

No one outside Yunzhou is allowed to get involved in this, otherwise he will be regarded as one of the wicked people in this matter.

But the wicked will be struck by lightning.

Naturally, there is a law that does not believe in evil, and labor and management are not necessarily afraid of your national fortune, and the head iron has to give it a try. This night, the purple thunder in the sky of Nandu flashed a total of eighteen times, and the three Dharma Ministers in the direction of Jinling were slashed unconscious, if it weren't for the fact that they were still panting, it would be difficult for people to think that a ball of coke was still alive.

In the end, it was the ringing of the Hong Zhong Dalu above the temple, which represented the will of the civil and military princes, which calmed the anger of the national fortune. Otherwise, the national fortune will continue to make trouble, I am afraid that the thunder pool in the sky will pour down, this is the national fortune of Zhuxia, and naturally there is also the blood of Zhuxia.

This is the blood and righteousness of a country.

It is an unbreakable backbone!

People with lofty ideals in the southern capital all bowed their heads and sighed, it seems that those guys in the south have really gone too far, and they have reached the point where the national fortune is going crazy.

Wind and thunder are the center of the storm.

is in the center of the storm, Wu Mian doesn't know what kind of problems he has created for Yunzhou, Taizhou, and Nandu, and how many people can't sleep tonight, even if he knows, he won't waste any energy for this.

His eyes were scorching, like thunder, Wu Mourning stared at the unscathed Baishidian in front of him, and the other party didn't have anything to do with his punch.

Although it is said that Seeing God Cloud Burst is a self-created move specially created by Wu Mourning to clean up the ground and wash the ground, it is definitely not fatal to deal with the Nine Phases of Qizang, but this is also a bombardment at the level of a cloud burst bomb, not to mention a small white shop, even if it is a reinforced concrete fortress, Wu Mourning is confident that it will be blasted into pieces.

Nothing at all......

Isn't it too bad to give him someone Wu's face?

Soon Wu Mourning discovered the abnormality.

In the diffuse smoke and dust, I don't know when it began, a red coffin stood at the gate of the white shop, and a steady stream of yin qi gushed out from the coffin, forming a realm of death and decay, and the true power of qi and blood induced by Wu Mourning was eliminated and corrupted.

It's no wonder that this terrifying punch shook Shuangshan, but it couldn't help this white shop.

"Hmph, pretend to be a ghost, get out!"

has already started fighting, Wu Mourning has no polite thoughts, and he shouted like thunder at the Baishidian in the distance, and the roar like a war drum shocked the cow ghosts and snake gods on Shuangshan Island, and they didn't dare to move.

At the feet of Wu Mourning were patches of corpses.

These guys were all killed by the aftermath of the cloud explosion, and Wu Mourning did not have the slightest psychological burden. These beasts, all of them may be killed alive may hurt the innocent, but killing one by one will definitely not go wrong. Don't say it's manslaughter, even if it's killed, what if you kill it, kill the demon tonight, just use these mongrels to sacrifice the flag for fun!

"Why should the layman be aggressive, the anger has already come out, let's reconcile and retreat."

A gloomy voice came from the white shop.

"Reconciliation?"

The corners of Wu Mourning's mouth couldn't help but hook.

"Mingyuezi, I'm afraid you're not joking, you damn brutes, what qualifications do you have to reconcile with me? I want you, die!! ”

Accompanied by the low roar of Wu Mourning.

The air on Twin Mountains seemed to be as heavy as lead, and both the ugly rich merchants and magnates and the poor people who had been deceived here huddled on the ground, waiting for judgment. Run? Looking at the phantom of the law behind Wu Mourning, the divine light radiates to the four fields, and it must be who is the first to run and the first to die.

"Then speak according to your ability."

Ming Yuezi knew that this matter could not be good today, and the violent horseman in front of him was going to kill the whole family, so he put up a posture and prepared to meet the enemy.

The next second.

The crimson coffin suddenly opened.

An incredibly fast figure swooped out of it at once, and in the blink of an eye faster than the sound, it crossed a thousand meters and stabbed towards Wu Mourning. Its speed was so fast that Wu Mourning didn't even react, and the Ying Long True Armor that was automatically defended was instantly broken forty times!

'What?! ’

Wu Mian subconsciously encouraged Zhenli to repair Ying Long's true armor and tried to jam this thing.

However, the speed of the other party is indeed extremely fast.

It's not a retreat, it's pure speed, and being able to do it to this extent is definitely a magical power like resisting the wind. In terms of how to deal with speed-type enemies, Wu Mian had his own methods, and he saw that in the next moment, all his true strength and blood were extremely condensed and condensed, like a scarlet jade suspended in mid-air.

Compressed to the extreme, the Taiqing Shenmen True Power perfectly exerted all of its characteristics.

Rumble!!!

The true power of the Taiqing Divine Gate is like a huge spider web, and after exploding, the extremely sticky and attached true power silk threads are more or less hung on the body of this swift thing under the traction of the nodes.

"Close!"

With Wu Mourning's low roar, the fast figure was finally pulled to a halt.

The other party was covered with hair more than a foot long, a pair of strange rotten bone wings pierced from his back, and he was holding a rotten steel fork in his hand, and his face was like a dead corpse.

Flying Zombies.

Wu Mian didn't expect that he would see a zombie here that had been raised to this extent. Ming Yuezi is a martial artist, this method of raising zombies is beyond imagination, and what is even more surprising is that two more figures came out of the red coffin, roaring towards Wu Mourning!

(End of chapter)