Chapter 459: The Power of Morrow

Gu Jia Luo looked at it, but it was no one else who spoke up, it was the Qing Shu who was humiliated by Gu Jia Luo in the Xuanbing Palace before. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info However, although Qingshu held a grudge against the past, he did not make a rash move at this time, but when he saw the white clothes, it was another person from the Yunxiao City Gate who came to the stage.

"Please advise!"

Qingshu bowed slightly, and an azure long sword immediately appeared in his hand. Although it is said that it is a sword cultivation conference in front of the Yingwu Palace, it has long since become a competition of strength, and it has nothing to do with the sword.

A hundred years ago, Gugaro may never have taken Qinghai's descendants seriously. But now, if you don't exert all your strength, I'm afraid that your life will be lost in an instant.

On the other hand, Qinghai naturally did not dare to be careless. However, this is not because of how strong the other party's strength is, his caution comes entirely from Qingshu's explanation. "Be sure to get rid of it, so as to repay the hatred in your heart!"

After a moment of confrontation, Qinghai took the lead in attacking, but when he saw the azure long sword roaring in the air, the entire hall was suddenly shrouded in blue, and even the monks on the sidelines couldn't help but tremble with that amazing momentum.

"It's good to come!"

Under the blue, Gugaro did not dodge, and his exercises were already known for their fierceness. At this moment, when he saw Qinghai attacking, he directly shook his arms and brazenly greeted him.

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In the boundless underground formation, Zhang Yuandeng, who had eaten Mo Luo's blow, was seven or eight points angry, and his immature body only trembled slightly and fell directly to the ground.

"Hmph! It took me a lot of time!"

Mo Luo clapped his hands, scolded secretly, held Zhang Yang and the two in his hands one by one, and when he turned around and was about to leave, he suddenly felt a heat under his feet, and jumped out.

"This is the Fire Feather Bead?!"

Moreau was on guard, but when he turned around, he found a red ball of light slowly rising from below. Others may not recognize it, but how could Moreau not know.

There is not much magic about this bead itself, and the reason why Zhongshan Xianfu has worked hard to steal it from Black Horn Mountain is because of the owner of this bead - Bai Shuiyuan.

Bai Shuiyuan was originally one of the twelve golden immortals of Zhongshan Immortal Mansion, and after Yu Xuankong disappeared, she also disappeared. But after she disappeared, a rumor gradually spread to the ears of Chelud and the others. The reason why Zhongshan Immortal Lord Yu Xuankong failed was because there was a traitor in the Immortal Mansion, and this traitor was Bai Shuiyuan!

As Bai Shuiyuan's confidant, although the first twelve golden immortal farmers Xin Bee didn't believe it in his heart, he had to give up her and go to the Immortal Mountain as a bandit. The white water comes from here, and it also hides in the Black Horn Mountain.

It wasn't until the eve that Che Liude found Bulao Mountain, and the two deduced that as Bai Shuiyuan's sacrificial soul puppet, Wan Jianniang's memory must have a secret that Bai Shuiyuan did not want to mention.

However, Che Liude had just found out a clue here, and Teng Zinan over there reported the matter to Hei Xianwei. Although the emperor was not afraid of Che Liude and others, he was also afraid of causing some trouble, so he sent people to sneak into Black Horn Mountain to end up with Baishuiyuan.

Moreau, though not the one who had infiltrated, knew what had happened. Bai Shuiyuan was naturally not that person's opponent, and seeing that she was invincible, she was hiding in the Natal Immortal Fire Feather Bead. Later, the man wanted to give the Fire Feather Bead to the emperor, but he didn't think about it, but it was stolen by Gan Junji who suddenly appeared.

Later, the fire feather bead disappeared, and how could Moreau have thought that he would get this treasure here. If this thing is handed over to the emperor, it will be another great achievement.

"But, Wald's ......"

Although it was a low-hanging fruit, the thought of this fire feather bead being lost from the hands of Wald, the evil star, made Moreau's heart flutter. If you bypass Wald directly, it doesn't matter if he doesn't know about it, and if you miss, the consequences will ......

Thinking of Wald's horror, Moreau, who had always kept the other eleven in his eyes, couldn't help but tremble in his heart. In all fairness, when it comes to the Black Twelve Golden Immortals, the only ones who can make him feel frightened are the two who are the first.

The emperor has always been violent, and even people of the same clan rarely have access to his eyes. However, he has always treated the first five of the twelve golden immortals, although there is a suspicion of playing power, one of the little-known reasons is that there are already several of the five people whose strength is about to approach him!

Zorro, Wald, Ural, Moreau, Gabri, this no one can be said to be the right-hand man of the emperor, and its strength is naturally the most outstanding.

Although they are both twelve golden immortals, Mo Luo has never seen Zorro at all, and he has only heard that his strength is so high that even Lord Disha has to respect him for three points.

The second is Walder, who killed Da Luo Jin Xian Ganjun Ji with the power of one person, and he is also the person that Moro fears the most. Although Zorro was terrifying, Moreau had never seen it, and Wald was not, and Moreau saw the strength of his strength and the tyranny of his temperament. So while others were secretive about Zorro, Moreau was afraid of Wald.

"Wald, you must look good when I sit in the seat of Lord God!

Mo Luo fixed his somewhat disordered mind like this, and was about to reach out to grab the fire feather bead, but he suddenly felt a shock in his heart, and a huge force bounced in his hand, and the person who had been upside down in his hand before actually broke free directly.

"Yo, it's time to wake up!"

Faced with such changes, Moreau was startled at first, and then came back to his senses in a moment. Although the previous force was great, it was also when he was distracted. If you pay a little attention, how can this dying guy in front of you be your opponent.

"I advise you not to waste my time!

Moreau just stared at Zhang Yang fiercely, but Zhang Yang seemed to be lost for a long time before he could tell where he was. He raised his hands slightly, looked at Moro not far away, and finally sighed helplessly.

The previous myeloid eater not only sucked him to the bone, but also left no trace of his divine sense. Although he saw Mo Luo standing in front of him, he couldn't feel the existence of the other party, let alone see how strong he was.

"Another!"

Seeing that Zhang Yang was stunned and refused to give in, Mo Luoden dodged over, but saw that the wind in his palm suddenly rose, and the sharp hand knife was already close to Zhang Yang's neck.

"Is this Zhang Yuan?"

Moreau came very quickly, and his unbridled attention was attracted by the child in his hand, who was eight points similar to himself, and he was unable to dodge for a moment, but was cut directly to the vital point.

"Bump!"

The brief collision brought a dull sound, to Moreau's surprise, although he only used five points of strength, but this thunderous blow should have completely rendered him unconscious, even if it could not be killed with one blow.

And now, looking at Zhang Yang, who was rubbing his neck and struggling to stand up, Mo Luo's mind immediately had some doubts, could it be that the force he used just now was too small?

Mo Luo was still suspicious, but Zhang Yang's side was like five thunderbolts. Although he had already saved Zhang Yuan once before, he was confused at that time, and his actions were almost all instinctive, and he didn't think that Zhang Yuan had completely detached from his body.

Looking at that childish ** again, it is no different from when he was a child, and he is a miniature version of publicity. At this time, Zhang Yang's heart can be described as mixed, and he can't tell what it tastes like. It's just that when I looked up and saw that "myself" was pinched in Mo Luo's hand, the three corpses suddenly jumped violently.

"Let him go!"

"Huh?" Seeing that Zhang Yang didn't seem to be injured, Mo Luo couldn't help but snort coldly, "Lao Tzu's mercy to your subordinates is not your arrogant capital!

"I know my strength very well, I just don't know you. ”

Zhang Yang lost his divine sense, so he naturally didn't know Mo Luo's strength. This sentence was supposed to be a truth, but it was a great provocation to listen to Morrow's ears. But seeing that Mo Luo's hair was so angry that his hair stood up, he had already swept to the top of Zhang Yang's head between breaths.

"I'll let you know!"

The cold black qi escaped from Moreau's body, enveloping Moreau in it in the blink of an eye, and as Moreau's waist twisted, he suddenly kicked a fatal kick towards Zhang Yang's head.

"What a pure magic element!"

Zhang Yang secretly snorted, not daring to be distracted in the slightest, and the power of the black and white stars suddenly poured out from his arm. In an instant, I saw two winds flashing, and Moreau's ankle hit Zhang Yang's forearm!

"Bang!"

The violent impact instantly condensed into one point, not only Zhang Yang, but even Mo Luo's calves were numb from the shock that was suddenly reflected. Despite this, neither of them backed down in the slightest. But when they saw the two of them shouting together, they suddenly used their death force, and they were bound to distinguish between high and low.

In fact, when Mo Luo saw Zhang Yang's previous appearance, he thought that he could hit something with one blow, but he never expected to be directly blocked, and he was even more desperate to move forward, and he hated to swallow Zhang Yang alive.

And Zhang Yang also has a lot of suffering here, he was already weak after being attacked by the myelin-eating worm, and the loss of virtual body support was even worse. So it was only a moment, and hot sweat broke out on Zhang Yang's forehead.

"Die for me!"

Seeing that the attack was blocked, although Mo Luo was secretly terrified in his heart, there was another wave of death on his legs, and the pure demon yuan power surged out. Mo Luo got this new force, and immediately kicked Zhang Yangzhen out of the air.

"Click!"

Zhang Yang didn't know how far he was kicked after eating, and suddenly he felt that his arm had completely lost his intuition, and he fell to the ground with a half-bang in a dizzy state.

"How could it be? This kid's strength is so strong!"

Zhang Yang didn't mention it over there, but said that although Mo Luo kicked Zhang Yang away, the stinging pain from his ankle also made him secretly cry bitter. However, thinking that the other party must have little life after eating his own kick, he took a breath and followed the direction where Zhang Yang flew out.

However, when he waited for Moro to get closer, he was immediately taken aback by what he saw. Far from dying, the skinny boy was already standing still, as if he was already waiting for him.