"Do you have that strength?" Yuwen Zhouyuan raised his head slightly and said with a sneer, at this time he looked like an ordinary person, and no one could see through his cultivation.

The man in the black tights on the roof narrowed his eyes slightly, and the cold light burst out, "Whether you have that strength or not, you will know later." ”

Yuwen Zhouyuan took a step forward, and with a loud bang, the city trembled, and one after another pitch-black cracks could spread out from Yuwen Zhouyuan's feet, as if they were spider webs, all the tall buildings were shaking, and many cracks were cracked.

"Give it to me, I hate it when people stand so high and talk to me. He said coldly, and the sound was rolling, shaking the heavens and the earth, and all the people in the city could hear it clearly.

While speaking, Yuwen Zhouyuan made a move, he opened his hand and grabbed it, and an invisible spiritual power burst out, and a piece of space directly condensed, turning into a huge palm, which looked extremely weird, because it was the traces of spatial fluctuations that formed a big hand.

With this big hand, the building seemed to be about to be scratched.

The man in the black tights didn't have any resistance at all, so he was grabbed from the roof of the building by Yuwen Juyuan and thrown to the ground.

"Boom" ......Epiwin City, a medium-sized city, trembled again, and the building shook even more, as if it might collapse at any time, and the majestic energy spread out, and many people took a few steps back, their faces were very ugly.

A large pit appeared on the flat face, and the man in the black leotard inserted his body upside down as if he were planting a turnip.

When the dust settled, blood seeped out of the cracks in the pavement, and it looked unusually bloody.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the masters of the True Soul Sect around them all changed, and they suddenly felt a cold air rising, as if it was a cold winter moon.

"Get out. Yuwen Zhouyuan took another step forward, and the terrifying momentum on his body burst out, and the huge wave of qi rolled up with Yuwen Zhouyuan as the center, and those smooth cement roads became layer by layer.

"Puff puff puff ......" was very close to Yuwen Zhouyuan, and some people spurted out a mouthful of blood under the momentum of Yuwen Zhouyuan, and flew out upside down, smashing it on the surrounding buildings.

The buildings around the "Boom ......" shook, and many houses collapsed.

"Let's go. Yuwen Zhouyuan said with a sweep of cold eyes.

Tang Jiulang and the others all glanced at Yuwen Zhouyuan respectfully, and then rose to the sky, leaving here, preparing to return to the Fusang Flower Island Domain.

"Kill. At this moment, a voice sounded, and all the True Emperor masters around them shot out and attacked Tang Jiulang and the others.

"Look for death. Yuwen Zhouyuan shouted angrily, using his emotional ability to arouse the emotional qi generated in countless human bodies and turn it into an attack.

"Bang Bang Bang Bang ......" A master's body exploded, and blood rained down one after another, looking bloody and cruel.

Originally, Yuwen Zhouyuan was not ready to kill them, after all, they were all masters of the human race, but now it seems that some people are cheap, and only after killing a batch can they know what it means to be terrible.

Yuwen Zhouyuan seemed to have turned into a peerless demon, and as soon as he thought about it, someone died, and Yin Hong's blood line spilled all over the road.

After four breaths, the place was empty, dead and fleeing. Yuwen Zhouyuan coldly swept this bloody land, and then disappeared.

Not long after Yuwen Zhouyuan left, a master wearing black armor suddenly appeared in the sky above the city of Epivan City, this master was all black, even his face was black, as if a ghost had approved a piece of armor.

"Who is it? who dares to kill the people of the True Soul Sect. A cold and ruthless voice echoed in this space, as if it came from under the Nine Shadows.

When the remaining people in the city heard this, they suddenly felt a chill rise in their hearts, and their bodies trembled involuntarily, as if they had encountered something terrible.

This master in black armor disappeared in an instant after a pause for a small half-pillar of incense, as if he had never appeared.

As soon as he left, the overwhelming pressure disappeared, and the people in the city took a few heavy breaths before returning to normal.

"What kind of person is it, so terrifying, so powerful, we don't even dare to vent our anger. A master said.

"Could it be an alien race?" said another master.

"Probably not, if it was an alien, it would definitely not stay for such a long time, besides, the alien race is cruel and cunning, and it would have been done a long time ago when it saw us. The first to speak said.

"Most of them are masters of the True Soul Sect, maybe they are the gods of the True Soul Sect that have been rumored recently. The person who said this sentence had just said this, and the whole scene was silent.

During this period of time, the news about the one hundred and eight divine generals of the True Soul Sect spread throughout the Far West, and all of them were words of admiration.

The matter of one hundred and eight divine generals is known to almost the entire people in the Far West.

"There's a good show to watch, and I'm really looking forward to what will happen when the god and that Dragon Alliance monk meet. A master who had just broken through to the late stage of the True Monarch said.

Everyone else was talking about it.

After leaving the city of Epivan, Yuwen Zhuyuan flew all the way east, and he had to travel through the entire Far West to reach the sea, and then take the opportunity to enter the land of the Winged Clan.

Along the way, Yuwen Zhouyuan has basically learned about the entire Far West, and now only the True Soul Sect is the most famous here, and the masters of the Dragon Alliance and the True God Sect seem to be lurking, basically not as arrogant as before.

Today's True Soul Sect is almost the most arrogant, of course they have the qualifications to be arrogant, after all, there are one hundred and eight more masters in the early stage of the True Saint all of a sudden, and their strength has increased greatly.

Yuwen Zhouyuan was just about to arrive in the coastal area of the Far West, and suddenly thought of the woman Jian Moran, whether there was affection between the two of them or not, after all, they were already their own people, so they should go and take a look.

Yuwen Jooyuan thought of Heidewukee's words when he left, and thought: It's okay to go and see, I don't know how she has been doing for a while.

After paying attention, Yuwen Zhouyuan flew in the void, and his divine consciousness and mental power spread, checking everything within the scope of his divine consciousness.

More than 300 miles away from the almost completely destroyed Nuzhou City, in a farm on the edge of a medium-sized city, Jian Jian in a light blue dress sat silently on the fertile grass, and two feet as smooth as white jade carvings loomed in the green grass.

This woman is naturally Jian Moran, and only she can be so quiet, calmer than the lake.

Jian Moran looked at a few small animals in the distance with far-reaching eyes, not knowing what to think about anymore.

"Alas......" A lament sounded, with a bit of melancholy and longing, the passage of time turned the sea into a mulberry field, let the sun and the moon turn countless times, and let the beautiful face wither, but the person in his heart is still unforgettable.

"Sword Gongzi, you are sighing again, today is the twentieth time. At this time, Xue Ling Yanfei, who had long blond hair, walked over and said, and then sat down beside Jian Moran.

"What's wrong with the twentieth time? It's still hard to forget, is it really so difficult to cut love?" Jian Moran seemed to be muttering to himself, and as if he was saying to Xue Ling Yanfei.

"I really don't understand, why Jian Gongzi must have to cut love! Since the chopping continues, it is better to let it stay in the bottom of my heart, this is also a kind of longing, when one day we feel lonely, it is also a kind of sweetness to think about it again. Xue Lingyanfei's eyes flashed with a sparkling light, as if she was fantasizing about something.

Hearing this, Jian silently trembled, and his confused and calm eyes rippled in circles, as if he had figured out something.

"Sword Boy...... Sword Child...... Look ahead......" At this time, suddenly Xue Lingyan Concubine spoke, her voice revealing joy, happiness and excitement, as if she had encountered something terrible.

Jian Mo Mo looked up slightly, only to see a figure slowly walking over in the vast green sky. This figure has been rippling in the long river of time for thousands of years, as if it is about to dissipate at any time, but she still recognizes it at once.

I don't know why, suddenly, when she saw that figure, she calmed down, this was an emotion that shouldn't have been, her emotions should have been excited, but now it was extremely abnormal.

Seeing Jian silently looking at the figure walking slowly, Concubine Xue Lingyan was excited in her heart, and finally she would not hear any more lamentations, and she walked towards a wooden pavilion not far away.

From afar, Yuwen Zhouyuan saw Jian Moran's cold and peerless face, she was still the same as yesterday, always calm, and the sky was not shocked.

Yuwen Juyuan walked forward slowly, and time passed extremely slowly at this moment, as if every breath was as long as a year or ten years.

Finally walked in front of Jian Moran, and the two looked at each other quietly.

The blue sky and white clouds, like the bits and pieces of the past, deduce a picture, green grass and red flowers, like countless lines intertwined between the two, involving the two to finally meet.

The encounter is a fateful arrangement, and it is also a slight deviation between the two parallel lines, resulting in a staggering.

Looking at the familiar faces of each other, I can't help but think of the memories of yesterday's scenes, if memories can write a story, as long as I can write dozens of books.

"You're okay!" asked after a long time, with a smile on Yuwen Juyuan's face.

"Good. Jian Moran is still the same as ever, she doesn't like to talk, if others don't ask her, she will definitely not take the initiative to say.

"You are back to your original state, remembering that you left Haizhou, and for a while, you took the initiative to greet other people. Yuwen Juyuan walked up to her and sat down slowly.

"Don't want to say hello to them. Jian Moran said calmly.

"During this time, are you happy living here?" asked Yuwen Juyuan.

There was a hint of confusion in Jian Moran's calm eyes, and she didn't answer Yuwen Juyuan's question because she didn't know how to answer.