Chapter 737: 737
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Following the direction of Wu Yi's eyes, Yue Liuli and Nanjiang Shenjun also looked at the past together, but they got nothing. However, Wu Yi has absolute authority here, so they don't ask much.
He closed his eyes and counted his breath. Wu Yi narrowed his eyes, and a little light appeared in his palm. It seemed that he was born in inexplicable. "Here he comes."
Wu Yiling's sense twined on the lingmang and made it clear that the information inside was clear. Just then he opened his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he saw the curious eyes of the moon glass and the God King of Southern Xinjiang, smiled and explained, "the leader gave me the right to act conveniently. If those people don't obey the rules, they can beat them."
Is it Jiao Zhao, or is it true? This problem is no longer important. What is important is that Wu Yi seems to have the intention of conquering this place, and with Wu Yi's immortal body, how to have this ability, even if the Shinto body comes together, it may not be able to defeat the demon statue entrenched in it.
If several Shangzhen came to the Qingxu hall, this statement is somewhat true. Does Wu Yi really have this ability alone?
Yue Liuli and Nanjiang Shenjun are worried. However, the former is worried about Wu Yi. He has begun to regret why he spoiled and asked Wu Yi to bring himself here. The latter is worried about whether he will be affected. He is a small mountain god, which is nothing in front of several demon dignitaries.
Wu Yi, like a man who has nothing to do, smiled and said, "go in!" drove the dark horse into the mountains, surrounded by strong dead and Yin Qi, like a large black cloud, a posture of wind and rain. All the monsters that roared before lost their voice in front of this magnificent momentum.
The southern God King hesitated for a moment and fell behind for a moment. He, who has been guarding here for many years, knows the strength of those demon lords, but it is normal to hesitate at the moment.
However, in view of Wu Yi's identity and strength, the God King of Southern Xinjiang immediately followed up. However, between waving his sleeves, a slightly undetectable aura scattered to the surface, and informed the demon lords as quickly as possible along the force of the earth vein. I hope they can be more calm. The southern God King comforted himself in his heart.
Nanjiang Shenjun is bored and bitter in his heart. His strength and identity are not low in the vast world, but it also depends on who he is compared with. Compared with Wu Yi and the demons, he is naturally nothing. He tries to reconcile the relationship between the two, but he is not human on both sides.
The huge frame rolled over the clouds, leaving a sound like thunder, like a dragon whispering, announcing his arrival.
The more he sensed the strong breath in front of him, the more he regretted it. Clearly, in the news he found out, this was led by the Taoist door and came with the idea of sightseeing. Unexpectedly, such a thing would happen.
"It's really not good. We'd better --" Yue Liuli grabbed Wu Yi's palm and begged.
Wu Yi gently stroked the back of her hand and said, "why, don't even I want to believe it?"
"No, it's just --" Yue Liuli was helpless and couldn't think of how to persuade Wu Yi. After all, this was his own proposal.
Wu Yi held Yue Liuli in his arms and stroked her black, bright, straight, supple and delicate hair. He said, "it's time to expose some strength. Let you know that your original choice is not wrong now and will not be wrong in the future. Leave everything to me. Just watch the war."
I don't know whether it was influenced by Wu Yi's confident tone or by the Tao rhyme surrounded by Wu Yi. In short, yueliuli, like a cat, gently um, without saying more.
Wu Yi looks at the heavy mountains shrouded in clouds and fog, and a trace of brilliance blooms in his eyes. Since his cultivation into Yuanying, he has met either opponents with great differences in strength or vulnerable opponents, so that Wu Yi has not had a hearty battle for a long time.
This opportunity was not so much ordered by Xuanxing siphen as asked by Wu Yi himself. It was an opportunity to verify his playing chess with zhitianxuan. It was said that Xuanxing siphen gave him the tone. Of course, that's not the case. It doesn't hurt to say that it was Wu Yi Jiao Zhao. His status has long been qualified to knock.
Of course, the premise is that Wu Yi has the strength to beat, otherwise he will only become a joke in the end. This time, Wu Yi does not intend to rely on the power of the mind and devil, but on his personal power alone.
The hoarse horse neighing, the rumbling wheel vibration, and the great sense of oppression brought by the concerted steps of thousands of ghost troops, with the momentum of indomitable, pushed aside the heavy fog and entered the depths of the mountains.
Although the momentum is majestic, after entering the huge mountains, it is like a river like the sea. It soon disappears into the inner fog, and only sounds like far and near come back from time to time.
If you still pretend you don't know and don't come out to meet you here, it's a blatant disregard of one valve, even the whole Taoist door. No matter what Wu Yi says, he is also a person who has a seat in the Qingxu hall.
"Rare guest! Rare guest! Hahaha!" a series of laughter came from the fog. It sounded like a strong man, but his face disappeared, but it meant to deliberately tease Wu Yi. Although under the eyes of Wu Yi, the other party's description was full of insight.
Wu Yi's majestic spiritual sense, like a hurricane, rages around. The clouds that have not dispersed over the years are swept away immediately. The bright sun shines down, and the ancient wood and spirit grass on the surface are visible. Everything seems so fresh and refined. However, those spirit beasts who are used to living in clouds and fog are scared to flee everywhere at the moment.
As soon as the clouds went away, the faces of the people who came lost their cover. There were five people in total.
One of the first two is a middle-aged Taoist with a black face and red robe. His beard can't hide the thick smell of blood. The endless force of cause and effect surrounds him. Wu Yi sees this person, and next to him is a white faced scholar dressed up. He has two blood red patterns on his cheeks, adding a strange color, which disrupts most of his indifferent scholar's spirit, In the face of Wu Yi, he just played a hand from a distance. It seems that he is cold by nature and doesn't like to talk much.
Finally, the remaining three are tall women with willow eyebrows and Phoenix. Wu Yi did not notice the difference between the three. It is worthy of being the three green birds who can fight with Dongtian after working together.
Is this the remaining demon clan power in southern Xinjiang, or the whole vast world?
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Following the direction of Wu Yi's eyes, Yue Liuli and Nanjiang Shenjun also looked at the past together, but they got nothing. However, Wu Yi has absolute authority here, so they don't ask much.
He closed his eyes and counted his breath. Wu Yi narrowed his eyes, and a little light appeared in his palm. It seemed that he was born in inexplicable. "Here he comes."
Wu Yiling's sense twined on the lingmang and made it clear that the information inside was clear. Just then he opened his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he saw the curious eyes of the moon glass and the God King of Southern Xinjiang, smiled and explained, "the leader gave me the right to act conveniently. If those people don't obey the rules, they can beat them."
Is it Jiao Zhao, or is it true? This problem is no longer important. What is important is that Wu Yi seems to have the intention of conquering this place, and with Wu Yi's immortal body, how to have this ability, even if the Shinto body comes together, it may not be able to defeat the demon statue entrenched in it.
If several Shangzhen came to the Qingxu hall, this statement is somewhat true. Does Wu Yi really have this ability alone?
Yue Liuli and Nanjiang Shenjun are worried. However, the former is worried about Wu Yi. He has begun to regret why he spoiled and asked Wu Yi to bring himself here. The latter is worried about whether he will be affected. He is a small mountain god, which is nothing in front of several demon dignitaries.
Wu Yi, like a man who has nothing to do, smiled and said, "go in!" drove the dark horse into the mountains, surrounded by strong dead and Yin Qi, like a large black cloud, a posture of wind and rain. All the monsters that roared before lost their voice in front of this magnificent momentum.
The southern God King hesitated for a moment and fell behind for a moment. He, who has been guarding here for many years, knows the strength of those demon lords, but it is normal to hesitate at the moment.
However, in view of Wu Yi's identity and strength, the God King of Southern Xinjiang immediately followed up. However, between waving his sleeves, a slightly undetectable aura scattered to the surface, and informed the demon lords as quickly as possible along the force of the earth vein. I hope they can be more calm. The southern God King comforted himself in his heart.
Nanjiang Shenjun is bored and bitter in his heart. His strength and identity are not low in the vast world, but it also depends on who he is compared with. Compared with Wu Yi and the demons, he is naturally nothing. He tries to reconcile the relationship between the two, but he is not human on both sides.
The huge frame rolled over the clouds, leaving a sound like thunder, like a dragon whispering, announcing his arrival.
The more he sensed the strong breath in front of him, the more he regretted it. Clearly, in the news he found out, this was led by the Taoist door and came with the idea of sightseeing. Unexpectedly, such a thing would happen.
"It's really not good. We'd better --" Yue Liuli grabbed Wu Yi's palm and begged.
Wu Yi gently stroked the back of her hand and said, "why, don't even I want to believe it?"
"No, it's just --" Yue Liuli was helpless and couldn't think of how to persuade Wu Yi. After all, this was his own proposal.
Wu Yi held Yue Liuli in his arms and stroked her black, bright, straight, supple and delicate hair. He said, "it's time to expose some strength. Let you know that your original choice is not wrong now and will not be wrong in the future. Leave everything to me. Just watch the war."
I don't know whether it was influenced by Wu Yi's confident tone or by the Tao rhyme surrounded by Wu Yi. In short, yueliuli, like a cat, gently um, without saying more.
Wu Yi looks at the heavy mountains shrouded in clouds and fog, and a trace of brilliance blooms in his eyes. Since his cultivation into Yuanying, he has met either opponents with great differences in strength or vulnerable opponents, so that Wu Yi has not had a hearty battle for a long time.
This opportunity was not so much ordered by Xuanxing siphen as asked by Wu Yi himself. It was an opportunity to verify his playing chess with zhitianxuan. It was said that Xuanxing siphen gave him the tone. Of course, that's not the case. It doesn't hurt to say that it was Wu Yi Jiao Zhao. His status has long been qualified to knock.
Of course, the premise is that Wu Yi has the strength to beat, otherwise he will only become a joke in the end. This time, Wu Yi does not intend to rely on the power of the mind and devil, but on his personal power alone.
The hoarse horse neighing, the rumbling wheel vibration, and the great sense of oppression brought by the concerted steps of thousands of ghost troops, with the momentum of indomitable, pushed aside the heavy fog and entered the depths of the mountains.
Although the momentum is majestic, after entering the huge mountains, it is like a river like the sea. It soon disappears into the inner fog, and only sounds like far and near come back from time to time.
If you still pretend you don't know and don't come out to meet you here, it's a blatant disregard of one valve, even the whole Taoist door. No matter what Wu Yi says, he is also a person who has a seat in the Qingxu hall.
"Rare guest! Rare guest! Hahaha!" a series of laughter came from the fog. It sounded like a strong man, but his face disappeared, but it meant to deliberately tease Wu Yi. Although under the eyes of Wu Yi, the other party's description was full of insight.
Wu Yi's majestic spiritual sense, like a hurricane, rages around. The clouds that have not dispersed over the years are swept away immediately. The bright sun shines down, and the ancient wood and spirit grass on the surface are visible. Everything seems so fresh and refined. However, those spirit beasts who are used to living in clouds and fog are scared to flee everywhere at the moment.
As soon as the clouds went away, the faces of the people who came lost their cover. There were five people in total.
One of the first two is a middle-aged Taoist with a black face and red robe. His beard can't hide the thick smell of blood. The endless force of cause and effect surrounds him. Wu Yi sees this person, and next to him is a white faced scholar dressed up. He has two blood red patterns on his cheeks, adding a strange color, which disrupts most of his indifferent scholar's spirit, In the face of Wu Yi, he just played a hand from a distance. It seems that he is cold by nature and doesn't like to talk much.
Finally, the remaining three are tall women with willow eyebrows and Phoenix. Wu Yi did not notice the difference between the three. It is worthy of being the three green birds who can fight with Dongtian after working together.
Is this the remaining demon clan power in southern Xinjiang, or the whole vast world?
Following the direction of Wu Yi's eyes, Yue Liuli and Nanjiang Shenjun also looked at the past together, but they got nothing. However, Wu Yi has absolute authority here, so they don't ask much.He closed his eyes and counted his breath. Wu Yi narrowed his eyes, and a little light appeared in his palm. It seemed that he was born in inexplicable. "Here he comes."Wu Yiling's sense twined on the lingmang and made it clear that the information inside was clear. Just then he opened his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he saw the curious eyes of the moon glass and the God King of Southern Xinjiang, smiled and explained, "the leader gave me the right to act conveniently. If those people don't obey the rules, they can beat them."Is it Jiao Zhao, or is it true? This problem is no longer important. What is important is that Wu Yi seems to have the intention of conquering this place, and with Wu Yi's immortal body, how to have this ability, even if the Shinto body comes together, it may not be able to defeat the demon statue entrenched in it.If several Shangzhen came to the Qingxu hall, this statement is somewhat true. Does Wu Yi really have this ability alone?Yue Liuli and Nanjiang Shenjun are worried. However, the former is worried about Wu Yi. He has begun to regret why he spoiled and asked Wu Yi to bring himself here. The latter is worried about whether he will be affected. He is a small mountain god, which is nothing in front of several demon dignitaries.Wu Yi, like a man who has nothing to do, smiled and said, "go in!" drove the dark horse into the mountains, surrounded by strong dead and Yin Qi, like a large black cloud, a posture of wind and rain. All the monsters that roared before lost their voice in front of this magnificent momentum.The southern God King hesitated for a moment and fell behind for a moment. He, who has been guarding here for many years, knows the strength of those demon lords, but it is normal to hesitate at the moment.However, in view of Wu Yi's identity and strength, the God King of Southern Xinjiang immediately followed up. However, between waving his sleeves, a slightly undetectable aura scattered to the surface, and informed the demon lords as quickly as possible along the force of the earth vein. I hope they can be more calm. The southern God King comforted himself in his heart.Nanjiang Shenjun is bored and bitter in his heart. His strength and identity are not low in the vast world, but it also depends on who he is compared with. Compared with Wu Yi and the demons, he is naturally nothing. He tries to reconcile the relationship between the two, but he is not human on both sides.The huge frame rolled over the clouds, leaving a sound like thunder, like a dragon whispering, announcing his arrival.The more he sensed the strong breath in front of him, the more he regretted it. Clearly, in the news he found out, this was led by the Taoist door and came with the idea of sightseeing. Unexpectedly, such a thing would happen."It's really not good. We'd better --" Yue Liuli grabbed Wu Yi's palm and begged.Wu Yi gently stroked the back of her hand and said, "why, don't even I want to believe it?""No, it's just --" Yue Liuli was helpless and couldn't think of how to persuade Wu Yi. After all, this was his own proposal.Wu Yi held Yue Liuli in his arms and stroked her black, bright, straight, supple and delicate hair. He said, "it's time to expose some strength. Let you know that your original choice is not wrong now and will not be wrong in the future. Leave everything to me. Just watch the war."I don't know whether it was influenced by Wu Yi's confident tone or by the Tao rhyme surrounded by Wu Yi. In short, yueliuli, like a cat, gently um, without saying more.Wu Yi looks at the heavy mountains shrouded in clouds and fog, and a trace of brilliance blooms in his eyes. Since his cultivation into Yuanying, he has met either opponents with great differences in strength or vulnerable opponents, so that Wu Yi has not had a hearty battle for a long time.This opportunity was not so much ordered by Xuanxing siphen as asked by Wu Yi himself. It was an opportunity to verify his playing chess with zhitianxuan. It was said that Xuanxing siphen gave him the tone. Of course, that's not the case. It doesn't hurt to say that it was Wu Yi Jiao Zhao. His status has long been qualified to knock.Of course, the premise is that Wu Yi has the strength to beat, otherwise he will only become a joke in the end. This time, Wu Yi does not intend to rely on the power of the mind and devil, but on his personal power alone.The hoarse horse neighing, the rumbling wheel vibration, and the great sense of oppression brought by the concerted steps of thousands of ghost troops, with the momentum of indomitable, pushed aside the heavy fog and entered the depths of the mountains.Although the momentum is majestic, after entering the huge mountains, it is like a river like the sea. It soon disappears into the inner fog, and only sounds like far and near come back from time to time.If you still pretend you don't know and don't come out to meet you here, it's a blatant disregard of one valve, even the whole Taoist door. No matter what Wu Yi says, he is also a person who has a seat in the Qingxu hall."Rare guest! Rare guest! Hahaha!" a series of laughter came from the fog. It sounded like a strong man, but his face disappeared, but it meant to deliberately tease Wu Yi. Although under the eyes of Wu Yi, the other party's description was full of insight.Wu Yi's majestic spiritual sense, like a hurricane, rages around. The clouds that have not dispersed over the years are swept away immediately. The bright sun shines down, and the ancient wood and spirit grass on the surface are visible. Everything seems so fresh and refined. However, those spirit beasts who are used to living in clouds and fog are scared to flee everywhere at the moment.As soon as the clouds went away, the faces of the people who came lost their cover. There were five people in total.One of the first two is a middle-aged Taoist with a black face and red robe. His beard can't hide the thick smell of blood. The endless force of cause and effect surrounds him. Wu Yi sees this person, and next to him is a white faced scholar dressed up. He has two blood red patterns on his cheeks, adding a strange color, which disrupts most of his indifferent scholar's spirit, In the face of Wu Yi, he just played a hand from a distance. It seems that he is cold by nature and doesn't like to talk much.Finally, the remaining three are tall women with willow eyebrows and Phoenix. Wu Yi did not notice the difference between the three. It is worthy of being the three green birds who can fight with Dongtian after working together.Is this the remaining demon clan power in southern Xinjiang, or the whole vast world?
