"Monsoon? is the head of the Holy Son of the Night, under one man, above ten thousand, the righteous son of the King of the Night?"

"Well, he's right now!"

"No!" Lei Zhentian stopped, "The top priority is to get rid of the other bases, as for the Wind Landing Valley, we can't attack yet!"

"You don't have to worry about me!" Tianxing resolutely decided, since he knew the news of the monsoon, how could he let go of this opportunity? Even if there was a Longtan tiger's den in front of him, he would break through!

"You go to another base first, and I'll let the ten puppets follow you!

"No!" Not only Lei Zhentian, Su Ling, Feng Xun, Second Senior Brother, but everyone present stopped them.

Su Ling said: "Don't say that you don't bring the top ten puppets, even if you do, we will never let you go!"

"Do you know that if you go, you will definitely die!"

"Don't worry, I'll refine the puppets!

"No!" Su Ling shook his head, "Even so, you are certain to die!"

"I don't know what kind of hatred you have with that monsoon, but I do know that you are a member of my Holy Envoy Alliance!

"Don't worry!" Tianxing said, "I know the strength of the monsoon, and now he is at most a Ring Star Saint! Even if he is now the son of the Night King, his strength cannot go against the sky! I still have confidence!"

"No!" Su Ling shook his head, "The point is not how strong the monsoon is!

"The wind comes to the valley, which is full of space monsoon, once inside. I can't get it. will be deeply involved in it. The Wind Landing Valley contains countless spaces, and the space monsoon is like a sharp blade, if you accidentally break into the space, you will be imprisoned forever, and you will never be able to get out again! Even the Three-Ring Star Saint is the same!"

"Not only that!" Feng Xun on the side also continued: "Feng Lin Valley, in addition to containing countless fragmented spaces, it also contains countless formations. These formations are interlocking, and they can move the whole body with one shot, even if it is a three-ring star saint, they can also be trapped in it!"

"So, the wind is in the valley, you can't go!"

Hearing this, Tianxing frowned slightly, he didn't expect that a small wind would come to the valley. It's going to be such a dangerous situation.

But even so, it can't stop him!

What is he going to do. The sky can't stop it.

Especially revenge!

The revenge of the Yan family!

Sister's hatred!

Grandpa's hatred!

Must be repaid!

As he spoke, Tianxing left the ten puppets behind, left alone, turned into streamers, and disappeared!

"Oh no!

Lei Zhentian, Su Ling, Feng Xun, and the second senior brother all changed their faces greatly, they didn't expect that the man in front of them was so resolute.

"Quickly notify the other teams and intercept them on the way!Also, inform the Holy Envoy that he must not be allowed to enter the Wind Valley!"

"We, the Holy Envoy Alliance, must not lose a person comparable to the Son of Slaughter!"

......

Wind in the valley.

There was a man standing on the periphery.

"It's finally time for this moment!"

The man's face was more resolute than usual, his gaze looked into the distance, and in his gaze, the previous scene loomed and lingered.

His hands, slowly unfurled, seemed to be embracing, embracing this last storm.

Because after the storm, it will be sunny, and everything will end!

His skin seemed to tremble, his nerves began to tense, and the blood inside was completely boiling.

Fiery red, blazing, had already ignited his soul.

There had never been a moment when he was so excited.

Rao is to become a star saint, but that's it.

"Let's put an end to the feud between the two families!"

As he spoke, the man stepped in slowly.

......

Coalition of Holy Messengers.

The Star Beast Saint's eyes were anxious, but he was extremely calm, his student, he naturally knew that the hatred on his body was not something that anyone could persuade him.

Even if it's him.

The Holy Envoy of Chiba, the Holy Envoy of Hundred Flowers, and the Holy Envoy of Thunder Light are all around the side.

But there was nothing to be done.

The wind is in the valley, even if it is as strong as the ten holy envoys, they dare not go deeper.

The danger within, the Ten Holy Envoys knew better than anyone else.

"Akiko, your student, I'm afraid this time it's more than lucky!"

The Thunder Light Holy Envoy on the side sighed again and again, judging from the news sent back by Lei Zhentian and others, Lu Tianxing was comparable to the son of killing, such a talent, but he died early in vain, which was really sighing.

"No, I believe him!"

Yu Mingzi's expression was firm, for this student, there was only one thing he thought of -

Believe in him as always.

Those who come from outside the sky will not die in great calamity.

As he spoke, the Star Beast Holy Envoy stepped out in one step and left the Holy Envoy Alliance.

And the Thunder Light Holy Envoy, the Chiba Holy Envoy, and the Hundred Flowers Holy Envoy followed.

......

Wind in the valley periphery.

At this time, the wind came to the valley, and the two armies confronted each other.

On one side, there are disciples and students of the Holy Envoy Alliance.

On one side, it is the Son of the Night.

On the side of the Holy Envoy Alliance, Mo Qi, the son of killing, Yin Hong, the daughter of redemption, Qin Cang, the son of order, the daughter of darkness, Bingluo, the son of ice, Feng Xun, the daughter of wind, Su Ling, the daughter of flowers, and Lei Zhentian, the son of thunder, were all present.

Even Ming Fan, the son of the beast, and the daughter of the sky, Weeping Lan, who went out to do the task, rushed back after hearing the news.

They all wanted to see how bold Lu Tianxing, who was comparable to the son of killing, would be and dare to brave the wind and valley.

On the side of the Legend of the Night, like the existence of the Black Scale King, that is, the head of the ten Holy Sons of the Night in each base, there are a full eight people, which is equivalent to eight holy envoys.

Except for the monsoon and the wind in the valley, everyone else is absent.

The strength of the two sides is very different.

Ming Fan and Wai Lan join forces to deal with a base leader. The strength of the Son of Slaughter is already comparable to that of his teacher, and he can deal with one. The Daughter of Redemption, Yin Hong, is not good at fighting, but she is the Son of Ice and the Daughter of the Wind. The three of them, Su Ling, the daughter of flowers, cooperated with each other. It can also drag two people. Qin Cang, the son of order. The Daughter of Darkness and the Son of Thunder, Lei Zhentian, cooperate with each other and can deal with one person. And the Black Scale King, who is the leader of the base himself, can naturally deal with one person.

But Rao is like this, and there are still two people left on the side of the legend of the night.

Moreover, they still have dozens of Sons of the Night.

And. All of them are three-ring star saints.

It can be said that the side of the Holy Envoy Alliance will definitely be defeated.

"Surrender!" the Black Dragon King said in shock.

The Black Dragon King, among the top ten base leaders, is second only to Monsoon in strength and status.

Ranked second.

It itself is a black dragon that hides in the abyss and then takes refuge in the legend of the night.

"Surrender?"

The Son of Killing was as cold as ice, and the slightest killing aura rose into the sky, instantly flooding the audience.

"Dreaming!"

"I, the son of slaughter, survive in war. The more people you kill, the stronger you will be! I'm here to see if you can help me!"

"Not surrendering?" the Black Dragon King sneered and spat out.

"The Son of Slaughter is in vain! I'll show you today what killing is! Your killing is like mud in my eyes!"

Shout!

The Black Dragon King is like a cloud, thundering, dragon claws stretching out to the sky, can grasp the sun and the moon, can shake the world, thunderbolts roar by, and instantly attack the son of slaughter.

With a simple move, the terrifying strength of the Black Dragon King was revealed.

Mo Qi, the son of killing, had a heavy face, the strength of the Black Dragon King was slightly stronger than himself, but Rao was like this, and he couldn't be afraid.

Killing, is the messenger of hell.

The soul of hell can give birth to the soul of killing.

The son of killing, even if he doesn't kill, still contains the soul of killing, and others, even if they slaughter millions, still don't have the soul of killing, at best, it's just a little more murderous.

This is the advantage of Mo Chop, the son of killing.

Seeing the black dragon king's dragon claws coming into the air, Mo Chop's hands kept sealing, and the killing soul communicated with the abyss and hell, as if pulling out the god of death.

The ground collapsed in an instant, and a hell passage opened, and the killing qi erupted, condensing a giant hand.

Dark Giant Hand.

Rumble!

Hands collide!

It's dark!

The sun and the moon rise and fall!

The aura of the collision spread out, shaking all the people around him. In some cases, they were directly shocked through the meridians and died against the end.

This is the power of a master's move.

The Black Dragon King's face was natural, without any abnormality, but on the other hand, Mo Qi, his whole body trembled, and his internal organs were like the wings of a bee.

Mo Chop has already been injured.

After all, the leaders of the base, each of them is equivalent to the top ten holy envoys, and the Black Dragon King is ranked second.

And Mo Cho, the son of killing, although it is comparable to his teacher killing the holy envoy, there is still some gap.

It has not yet reached the point where the blue is better than the blue.

But even if Mo Chu was injured, it was only a minor injury.

It was impossible for the Black Dragon King to hit him hard with a single blow.

"Are you alright?"

Yin Hong, the Daughter of Redemption, walked over and placed her hand on Mo Chop's body to heal his wounds.

After a few moments, Mo Shu recovered as before.

"Oh, the body of redemption?" the Black Dragon King smiled faintly with a slight surprise.

"We are in the Tales of the Night in the absence of people like you!

"Dream!" Yin Hong refused, no longer paying attention to the Black Dragon King, but looked at Mo Chu with both eyes, and his veins were full of affection.

"The Black Dragon King is too strong! It's okay for a while! I'm afraid that after a long time, you will be defeated!"

"It's okay!" Mo Chu shook his head, "Now that the two armies are facing each other, I must not back down!"

"Don't forget, behind us, there are still people from the Holy Envoy Alliance!"

......

The wind is in the valley.

The stars walked slowly.

Although he is eager for revenge, he does not dare to be sloppy about the danger in front of him.

He silently worked on the pulse technique.

There is an infinite amount of space here, so there must be space particles - diffraction particles, and the pulse technique is the best control over diffraction particles.

Therefore, this place has become his blessed land.

Nowhere else can there be so many diffraction particles.

With the increase in strength, the derivative particle, which Celestial Star had always been proud of, silently withdrew from the stage, and today, it will regain its light.

As for the formation, fortunately, Tianxing had encountered it before, and he had his own set of cracking methods, as long as it was not a particularly advanced formation, Tianxing was confident and couldn't trap him.

It is with these two foundations that Tianxing dares to go into the tiger's den alone. (To be continued......)