Chapter 398: The Domineering Fortune is Long, and the True Body of the Hidden Mirror Man is Coming to an End

When heaven and earth are united, when heroes are not free! Manpower, destiny, perhaps, is a problem that can never distinguish between high and low, and cannot see the result. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

On the top of the Sunbreaker Peak, the appearance of the male tyrant is like a male lion suddenly breaking into the grassland full of sheep. There was panic, there was escape, but there was no resistance.

No matter who it is, he sees a master galloping towards him from afar. The first reaction is definitely to protect yourself first. After all, no one wants to not even see the shadow of the treasure, so they give their lives in vain.

According to legend, there is a fountain of tears on the Breaking Sun Peak, but unfortunately, these days, although there are many people on the Breaking Sun Peak. But there are very few people who can find this fountain of tears.

The further he walked up the mountain, the more he could clearly feel that there were fewer and fewer people in this mountain. And with the strong and unparalleled internal force, it is natural that you can easily hear many discussions along the way.

Everyone who can start from scratch and become the leader of a gang will never be a simple person. They trust their eyes and ears far more than they believe in the information written in black and white.

"It is said that in the past few days, a red monster suddenly appeared on the peak of the Breaking Sun Peak. That monster is so powerful, so far, dozens of masters have died under this monster!"

"Really, how dare you be here, not afraid of being eaten by youkai?"

"You don't understand this, I heard yesterday that Master Xinjian of Shaolin and others have gone up the mountain first. No matter how powerful that monster is, how can it withstand the supreme Dharma of the master? We follow quietly, and we may not be able to fish in troubled waters. ”

"High, it's really high, little brother admires!"

The galloping Xiongba didn't mean to slow down at all, and those conversations could only cause bursts of sneers in his heart for the hero: "It's just that the guy from the Mirror Lord is pretending to be a ghost on this Sunbreaker Peak, but for such a long time, he doesn't dare to let others set foot on the mountain, it seems that there must be another mystery here!"

As the hero's pace accelerated, the grass and trees in the mountains flew backwards behind him at a faster speed.

Blood, that is the breath of blood, for Xiongba, such an breath, not only will he not be unfamiliar, but will feel an indescribable sense of familiarity from it. Even just by sniffing in the air, he could feel that the blood would never appear for more than three hours.

There were corpses lying flat on the ground, some hanging from the treetops, and some scattered in all directions. The red earth is the soil that has lost its original color and bloomed again with a new fragrance.

"That's not right!"

The strange aura, the almost condensed air, and the strange corpses all over the ground. With Xiongba's understanding of the mirror master, this doesn't seem to be in line with the mirror master's style of acting, is it that all this has another mystery?

However, at the moment when Xiongba finally had the first hint of hesitation.

The next moment, the red light, the real red light, suddenly appeared in the eyes of the hero.

The red light looked from afar, like a human form, but in fact, the male dominate was on the other party's body, but he didn't sense the slightest trace of life's qi.

"Turning gas into form!"

For the first time, Xiongba suddenly remembered his father, the purple-clothed boss who was the head of the Seven Heroes of Demon Chasing in the past, and once told himself: "In martial arts, there is a supreme realm, which is based on the will of martial arts, condenses the unparalleled internal force, and manifests the body outside the body. It is like an incarnation outside the body, killing people thousands of miles away, and there are many mysteries. ”

Shouldn't such a martial arts realm just appear in legends?

But the next moment, Xiongba suddenly gave up his plan to escape. Even though he has such a supreme light skill as the Wind God Legs, Xiongba still doesn't think that he can quickly pass the obviously ill-intentioned blood shadow in front of him.

At such times, leaving the back to the enemy is the most unwise idea.

One finger, one finger, and another finger, the three fingers have been filled with the strength of the heavenly frost, the flying clouds, and the wind gods. Tianshuang Fist, Fengshen Legs, and Paiyun Palm are already the world's first-class masters, and the three absolute old men once persisted in the world, and there are few opponents.

And on top of this, Xiongba took one point of each of the three absolute spiritualities, and turned it into fingering, so that he had these three points of divine fingers.

"The sky is full of frost, the wind is full of wind, the dark clouds are full of sun, three points of the world are not enough to breathe, and 100,000 fires are in a hurry to kill you!"

Suddenly, the next moment, three murderous auras rushed into the sky, as fast as meteors, and came through the sky, directly taking the blood shadow away.

"Jie Ji ......"

The inevitable blow of Xiongba was issued, and in an instant, the internal force of the whole body had gone to thirty percent. But with a strange sound, the next moment, the grass and trees were destroyed, and the bluestone was annihilated, but the blood shadow reappeared between the virtual and the real, as if it had not been affected in the slightest.

"This ......"

At this time, under the Sunbreaker Peak, Jiang Feng's figure had suddenly appeared. And he was running wildly, his whole face suddenly changed, and then he said to himself: "How can it be so fast?"

"Stealth orders the world, show up to kill all the armies. ”

There was a loud sound, and the sound seemed to come from the top of the Breaking Sun Peak, like a torrent that erupted, sweeping towards the bottom of the mountain. Whoever hears this voice will inevitably let out a tremor like a soul.

The culprit of all evils, the madman of the Central Plains, the god of war of Miaojiang, the lord of Jinghai Palace, the god of war of Ximiao, the pioneer general of the Eastern Expedition of Jiaozhi Kingdom, the first palm of the Jiazi Who's Who in the world, and the person of the hidden mirror. The original owner of the hidden treasure mirror finally followed the clues of the mirror spirit breath and came here.

At this moment, the blood shadow transformed by the Daoist Crazy Heaven could no longer be contained, and it crashed into the front of the Hidden Mirror Man.

"Hmmm......"

A cold snort full of twists and turns was waved out with a palm of his hand, and the next moment, the blood shadow that had been transformed by the Dao Madness had completely disappeared without a trace.

Not only that, at this time, in the eyes of the hero, this mysterious figure with many similarities to the mirror master was waved out with a palm. Bringing is already destruction, naked destruction.

Starting from the blood shadow just now, everything within a mile behind him seemed to have encountered countless thunderous roars and lightning cultivation in Yishunkou. Scorched earth, gravel, only scorched roots of trees.

Xiongba couldn't believe that the strength of just one person could reach such a level. Such a character, even if there are thousands of troops, is just a swarm of ants.

But at this moment, there was a sudden thunderous sound from the sky again.

"One punch separates the road of life and death, and two punches break through the world!"

Strong, rigid, with a domineering and incomparable atmosphere, with these two voices rushed to the face. (To be continued.) )