Chapter 155: The Power of Time
"Jingyu ......"
Hearing this, the patriarch's brows frowned slightly, as if he was remembering something, and his eyes turned to the air, but he forgot to answer this person's words, because when he looked at it, he saw that in the middle of the air, a long rainbow landed, and Zuihou stopped outside this light curtain.
Also, the dust on the ground was flying, and in the dust, countless people from the outside had arrived, with a look in their eyes and a hideous look on their faces, as if they were staring at each other.
"All the people of the Yunhe tribe listen, if they don't want to die, they will quickly walk out of this light curtain, return to my Seven Evil Tribe, and become a member of my Seven Evil Tribe, otherwise... You will, just like him!"
When these several long rainbows all fell in the air, the patriarch of the Lingyun tribe suddenly let out a deep sigh, with contempt in his eyes. After the words fell, his palm waved, and immediately something flew out of his sleeve, and at the same time as it appeared in his hand, it turned out to be a head with closed eyes.
Even though it was just a head, when these people looked at it, it was still not difficult to see that this person was one of the deacons in the Yunhe tribe, named Nanzi!
With the appearance of this head, the eyes of these people of the Yunhe tribe showed madness, especially the patriarch, he gritted his teeth, it seemed that he had been waiting for this moment for too long, and his body flashed, and suddenly appeared outside the light curtain, and his palm suddenly slapped out, and suddenly in front of him, there were hundreds of people from other tribes, one by one, screaming and bursting open.
At this moment, he looked up at the sky and saw your man in armor, his eyes full of anger and hatred!
"Lingyun, I didn't expect that your Lingyun tribe would also belong to the Seven Evil Tribes! If you are really the head of the clan, then you will fight with me! Don't embarrass the people of my clan!"
Although they have never experienced the strength of the Yunhe tribe patriarch, they are also vaguely afraid in their hearts. Ling Yun listened to the patriarch's words, his eyes focused on the patriarch at the same time, his body couldn't help but tremble slightly, and he flinched.
"I'm sorry, now they all belong to the Seven Evil Tribe, I am the head of the clan, if you want to fight, then I will fight with you!"
When the patriarch's words fell, behind that Ling Yun, the masked man suddenly fell from the sky and stood in front of the patriarch, so that the patriarch couldn't see the look on his face, but the aura of cultivation exuded from his body still made the patriarch feel a little jealous.
"The patriarch of the Seven Evil Tribes... Since you are the head of the clan, why are you aggressive and enter my Yunhe tribe. The patriarch said.
The masked man snorted coldly and said, "Your Yunhe tribe doesn't know how to lift, and you Yunhe tribe was asked to belong to my Seven Evil tribe earlier, and you didn't make any response, so it should be." Why, didn't Gu Yun tell you?"
Hearing this person's words, all the people of the Yunhe tribe showed surprise in their eyes, in the long fierce battle, they almost forgot the existence of Gu Yun, and now when they mentioned it, they found that Gu Yun really hadn't appeared for a long time. But Gu Yun, who appeared in their hearts at this moment, was no longer the amiable person he used to be, but a traitor who betrayed the tribe! This made their hearts, although the hatred for Gu Yun entered the bone marrow.
"Joke, do you think our Cloud Crane Tribe is the Lingyun Tribe and the Black Wind Tribe that we?" said the patriarch, mocking in his words.
"In that case, let's fight decisively!" the masked man snorted and shook his palm suddenly.
The patriarch did not show weakness at all, when the other party waved his palm, the patriarch stepped on the soles of his feet suddenly, the earth trembled, and his whole body cultivation rose up, and he waved his palm violently, and made the first impact with this person's palm.
Under this impact, the explosion sounded, and at the point where the palm touched, a destructive firmament force suddenly erupted, and in that roaring sound, the aftermath of the energy from the impact directly knocked the people of the surrounding tribes away.
This kind of battle between the strong suddenly made everyone feel an inexplicable sense of crisis at this moment, especially everyone outside the light curtain, who was rapidly retreating at this moment, and even the two tribal patriarchs in mid-air were afraid of fluctuations at this moment, so they retreated.
At the same time, the masked man and the patriarch flashed at the same time, and while flying into the air, they waved their palms again.
The impact of this palm, the aftermath of its energy in the roaring echo like a white cloud fluttering in the sky, so that when the white cloud dissipated together, in its high altitude, a trace of energy fluctuations was left behind.
Suddenly, the sky trembled, and the whole heaven and earth roared and swirled, like thunder. And the patriarch's body collided with the masked man again and again, and the liliang of this impact was like two mountains pressing on the top, emitting an astonishing liliang.
The patriarch's expression was solemn, and he clearly felt that the other party's strength was too weak, and his own strength was also too weak, but perhaps because of his age, he seemed to be overwhelmed in this powerful impact.
The same is true of the man wearing the mask, but his expression is not noticed by outsiders, only the cold light in his eyes shows the killing intent in his heart, this killing intent, when he jumped into the air again, he said in a deep voice: "I want to see, you used your soul power to form the protective light curtain of your Yunhe tribe, what else is there to compete with me!"
Immediately, the distance between the masked man and the patriarch was already five miles away, but his voice was echoing through the heavens and the earth, and at the moment when the voice fell, his figure flashed, and he suddenly swung out his fist, and the fist suddenly gathered a thick liliang cloud, and when it rubbed out of the void, it seemed that a spark splashed out. And his body, like an arrow off the string, galloped towards the patriarch.
The patriarch's face was slightly stunned, but then his eyes showed madness: "Even if you die, I won't let you have a good time!"
As the patriarch's voice fell, he slowly closed his eyes, squirmed between his lips, and stood with his hands together in front of his chest, as if activating an inexplicable law of heaven and earth, when his eyes opened again, a light burst out of his eyes, and at the moment when this essence seeped out, his body erupted into a strong liliang, in the diffusion of this strong liliang, his palms closed, slowly opened, his fingers pinched, and pointed at the front.
Under this finger, in his pinch, in front of the patriarch, a liliang distortion immediately appeared, and after this liliang distortion instantly, it suddenly turned into an octagonal shape, like a formation, emitting a dazzling white light, but it actually added a layer of protection to his body.
At the same time, the moment this octagonal formation appeared, the patriarch's sleeves waved, and in the wave of that sleeve, a golden bow and arrow suddenly appeared in his palm, oozing a trace of coldness!
When this bow appeared in his hand, the patriarch suddenly grabbed at the void, and under this grasp, an invisible sharp arrow suddenly appeared in his palm, and this sharp arrow burst out with a strong coercion, so that the people who saw it on the ground showed shock in their expressions.
"He didn't have an arrow in his hand, but under this grasp, an arrow appeared!"
On that earth, a warrior of the Seven Evil Tribes couldn't help but tremble and exclaimed as he looked at the scene in the air.
"The aura that this arrow is spreading in the void at this moment is no less than the aura that he had missed in his cultivation before. ”
"I've never seen the patriarch use a bow and arrow, and at this moment, I see that the patriarch doesn't need arrows at all, what he needs is the spiritual power of heaven and earth, turn it into his own arrows, and become his own cultivation power!
In that curtain of light, a warrior of the Yunhe tribe looked in awe, he looked at the patriarch in the air, as if he had forgotten the fear of death, and instead of it, he was shocked to his soul when this scene appeared at this moment.
Even though it was the soul that was in the middle of the Soul Realm, it was the same, he stood in the light curtain, looking at the sky, and there was a complexity in his heart.
But in contrast, the most frightened ones emerged under the shock, it was the patriarch of the Black Wind Department and the Lingyun Tribe, to be precise, the previous patriarch, their expressions were shaken, feeling the breath of the void, and they clearly knew that if they fought with the patriarch of the Cloud Crane Tribe, then maybe their lives were in that arrow.
"Buzz!"
In these exclamations, the bowstring in the patriarch's hand suddenly loosened, and the bowstring suddenly let out a shocking hum, which dispersed the white clouds in the sky, and even made the body of a flying eagle owl in the sky burst directly.
At the same time, the bow and arrow on the string that had been transformed into the aura of heaven and earth galloped away with the power of the sky at this moment, facing the masked man.
Almost at the moment when this arrow was swung, the body of the masked man suddenly appeared, his expression was solemn, and the other palm was galloping, grabbing the void violently, and under this grasp, immediately around his body, there was a distortion of the void, under this distortion, a thick liliang quickly gathered, so that when his palm was swung out, a huge palm phantom was formed, and the galloping arrow suddenly collided together.
There was another earth-shattering roar, and before the roar dissipated, the masked man, whose fist slammed into the octagonal light curtain in front of the patriarch, once again let out a roar that shook the heavens and the earth, overlapping with the previous roar, and it was even more piercing.
And the body of the masked man also rolled upside down at this moment, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth......
"Hmph, what you have is the power of cultivation, but I not only have the power of cultivation, I also have the power of years!
As the masked man retreated, when he barely stabilized himself in the sky, he stared at the place where the patriarch was, then took a deep breath, and slowly spread out his palm, in that palm, suddenly there was a liliang cloud gathered around his body, and a strong wind rose from the ground, and it roared.
"What I used was only eighty percent of my strength, and you had already used ten percent of my strength! Even if you have the power of years, so what!"
The man let out a deep sigh, and suddenly grabbed the sky with one palm, and under this grasp, in the distortion of space, in front of everyone's eyes, a sword appeared in his palm!
The appearance of this sword made all the people lock their eyes on this person's body one by one, revealing a shock!