Zhan Jun and Wei Yan, both of them are cultivators of the Five Grades and Ten Thousand Transformation Realms, but compared to Xu Kaishan, who had failed miserably in the hands of Yun Lao before, they are undoubtedly much stronger. Of course, the two of them are not careless because of this. As soon as they started, they joined forces to launch an offensive.

At the same time as the palm prints roared down from the sky, Wei Yan's hands also waved again and again, and one after another terrifying fists burning with flames broke through the air, and cooperated with the palm prints of the wind to seal the space around Yun Lao. Suddenly, the air flow there became even more violent.

Yun Lao glanced at the two who were hiding in the distance to launch an attack, and a flash of disdain flashed in his eyes. When he was in charge of the Dongyuan Academy, Zhan Jun and Wei Yan were still two hairy boys who had just entered Wanhua, and after many years, they dared to run in front of him to do it, which was really unbelievable.

Yun Lao's palm waved lightly in front of him, and there was suddenly starlight around him. The rumbling sound resounded endlessly, and the star aura could only be seen to turn faster. Particles of the stars burst out with a sharp sound.

The palm prints and fists that came from those attacks were all exploded, and they couldn't get close to Yun Lao's ten zhang range at all.

Feng Wu, the lord of the Windy City not far away, saw this, and his eyes flashed. Yun Lao's strength is really strong, and with a single blow, he can break the joint offensive of Zhan Jun and the two. It's no wonder that Shang Wuru has been jealous of him for so many years.

A long sword appeared in Fengwu's hand, and the sword body flowed with cyan light. Then a sword stabbed out, and a piercing sonic boom sounded between heaven and earth. A sword bolt was as fast as lightning, bursting into the air, splitting the star particles in front of it directly. That kind of power, it's appalling.

Fengwu's cultivation and talent are far more than Fenghuo. He was able to sit in the position of the lord of a city, not just relying on nepotism, but with real strength.

Shang is ruthless in employing nepotism, but he also knows who should sit in which position. Wind and fire are simply rotten wood that cannot be carved, so let him hang the name of a chief elder and be a powerful blessing in the Dongyuan School Palace. As for Fengwu, he entrusted him with a heavy task and sat in a heavy city.

Lei Gong's figure appeared in another direction, around his body, the thunder light shone, and when he raised his hand, a thunder knife slashed out. A wisp of sword light came to the sky, turning into purple-gold divine thunder and lightning, like a nine-day thunder tribulation, extremely terrifying.

The fourth blow of the purple thunder seven blows, the winter thunderbolt!

The flames roared, and the attack of the defender was sent out again, and his body was bathed in violent flames, and round after round of palm prints roared in the sky, rolling up monstrous waves of fire, and slaughtered towards Yun Lao.

In Zhan Jun's hand at this time, a huge cyan war bow appeared. He held the bow with one hand, and with the other hand pulled the bowstring to the full moon, a long arrow condensed by the power of the wind spirit pointed at Yun Lao, and then the finger loosened, and in the sound of the bowstring exploding, a wisp of arrow burst out like tearing the heavens and the earth.

In the face of the joint attack of the four lords of the city, Yun Lao's face was still extremely calm, and an incomparably bright star light was born on his body, and then a terrifying star map was derived from the void. In the star map, there seemed to be endless stars circulating, and a galaxy flowed down from it, like the Nine Heavens Milky Way pouring down, entrenched around Yun Lao.

"Bang!bang!bang!"

A series of spiritual power explosions sounded, and those attacking attacks that had come from the killing fell on the galaxy, and they were suddenly like moths fighting fire, and they were annihilated in it in an instant, and they didn't set off the slightest wave at all.

Everyone's faces suddenly became extremely ugly, and Yun Lao's strength was so powerful that it made people tremble.

"Shang is ruthless, relying on these clowns, you want to threaten the old man?" Yun Lao glanced at Shang ruthless, his eyes sneering. Shang ruthless's eyes were cold, and with a wave of his palm, the rest of the people hurriedly rushed out.

At this time, in addition to the eight city lords, there were also Shang Li, the palace master of the Xue Palace, and seventeen chief elders. In addition to wind and fire, the rest of the cultivation is the lowest, and it is also the Three Grades and Ten Thousand Transformation Realm. Such a lineup can already be said to be quite luxurious.

"A rabble. A cold glint flashed in Yun Lao's eyes, and he could only see that in the star map above, there were suddenly illusory rays of light falling. As those rays fell, a terrifying storm of stars appeared in the void.

Unparalleled power exploded in this space, and star particles that were invisible to the naked eye shuttled through the void. Not only that, but those star rays turned into Yun Lao's figure, walking towards every strong person who rushed out.

At this moment, Yun Lao seems to be incarnated into tens of millions, omnipresent.

Everyone's faces changed at this moment, and they only felt a terrifying invisible force descending on them, and even in their minds, a scene of destruction appeared. Meteorites fell from the sky to destroy them.

"Ahh

Some of them let out terrible screams from their mouths, their faces were pained, their heads were in their hands, and blood was spurting from their seven orifices. Figures fell from mid-air and fell into the dust. Such a scene is spectacular and tragic.

As Yun Lao said, these people are just a group of rabble in front of him.

In the field, the only ones who could withstand Yun Lao's round of offensive were Shang Wuru, Shang Li, and the seven city lords. The rest are all out of the battle sequence.

Yu Wenxi's heart at this time was undoubtedly turbulent, and Yun Lao's strength was even more terrifying than he imagined. This old man, who has always had a kind smile in the past, really started to move, but it was like a hell killing god.

Shang Wuru's face at this time was cold and terrifying, and Yun Lao's strength also exceeded his expectations. However, at this point, there was no way back for him. Today, Yun Lao is immortal, and they are the ones who die!

Shang's ruthless body walked forward. His hands were stretched out, and the dark yellow spiritual power frantically gathered on the surface of his body, condensing into a hideous set of battle armor in the blink of an eye. And in the palm of his hand, a long black stick appeared. An incomparably fierce aura rose into the sky, and at this moment, the entire space became dark.

In the darkness, there seemed to be a terrifying voice like the roar of thousands of evil ghosts, and the source of that sound was the black war stick in his hand!

It was not a spiritual power incarnation, but a real divine weapon, and it was also a spiritual weapon at the level of the Divine Palace!

The only god-level spirit soldier in Dongyuan County, the Ten Thousand Ghost Devouring Sky Stick!

"Bang!" Shang ruthlessly grasped it, and the air exploded in his palm, making a low, dull sound. At the same time that his five fingers clasped the Ten Thousand Ghost Devouring Stick, on his face, an eerie ghost pattern mask was also condensed and formed, completely covering his appearance.

(End of chapter)