Chapter 262 Shocked, in front of Yunkong Mountain!
Tian Fukou.
Old Han, with his snow-white hair turbulent and a green robe, looked very ugly. This scene was like a sharp thorn, piercing deep into his soul.
Then, he saw an ordinary palm raised, without any smoke or smoke. Abbot Daotu was completely out of control, shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye and falling into its palm.
The world in the palm of your hand!
Black Feather Wind's pupils suddenly shrank violently. He was born in the eight tribes of Yunkong Island. He had seen many sacred figures, and his vision was far beyond the reach of ordinary people. He could tell at a glance that Old Han's Xuan Bing Dao was imprisoned.
boom!
The next moment, the Tao diagram collapsed, blue-gray law air burst out from the palm, and the terrifying power of the source washed away, but could not break free. As the palm was lifted, it was annihilated into nothingness.
"You are too weak."
Su Qinian's tone was as calm and indifferent as before. Li Hai, who was not far away from him, could no longer suppress the shock in his heart. There was a look of incomparable horror in his eyes. This confrontation did not have the momentum of a mountain falling apart, but it was
It further reflects the subtlety of the person's fighting skills and his grasp of power, which has reached an unbelievable level. The realm is so high that it is far beyond his imagination.
sacred!
The only thing that can suppress the sacred is the sacred.
"Who are you, Your Excellency?"
Old Han's tone was solemn. Being able to break his Xuan Bing Dao diagram so lightly was at least an extremely powerful force. He looked so young and did not look like some old monster. Such a character should not be in the Starry Sky Martial Arts Conference.
, or entered the Holy King Mountain Range and tried to imitate the heavenly monument?
Black Feather Feng Ye was heartbroken. He was not highly valued among the direct descendants of the Black Feather Division. Although he had some friendships with him, he had no impression of the young and holy figure in front of him, even Han Lao was afraid of him. He
I don’t understand when I offended this person and was targeted like this.
Some members of the various tribes who had already retreated far away now showed signs of shock. The scene they imagined did not appear. Strange young masters resisted the sacred masters of the Black Feather Division.
It even seemed that even the Holy Spirit was quite afraid of that young man. After all, for the Black Feather Division, one of the eight tribes of Yunkong Island, ordinary saints were obviously not enough to make them worry.
"Aren't you leaving yet?"
Not getting the response he wanted, Old Han's face looked very ugly. He couldn't see through the reality of the young man, but being able to use such a method as holding the world in his palm would never be possible without extreme force. Being able to practice and become a saint,
A few of them are not human beings, they are just guest friends. Although they have an old relationship with the Black Feather Division, they are not in a position where they would risk life and death for them.
"Walk!"
He spoke in a low tone, and Hei Yufeng behind him was startled, and saw Old Han turning around, his eyes dark and warning, obviously warning him not to continue the stalemate.
Black Feather Feng's gaze scanned the four directions imperceptibly. The people from the various clans who used to have low eyebrows and submissive expressions now clearly showed interest in their eyes. Are they trying to make fun of Black Feather Feng?
?
He even caught a bit of ridicule in some people's eyes.
He said nothing, turned around and left with an expressionless face. The Tiandukou was very wide. Although Mr. Han had just made a move that disturbed some of the carriages and boats passing by, those eyes quickly withdrew and bartered on Yunkong Island.
The most important thing is not your cultivation, but your eyesight.
The two of them walked very fast and disappeared into the distance in an instant. Su Qinian did not take action again. He just looked at the backs of the two people leaving, his eyes were deep and he didn't know what he was thinking about.
It's gone, it's gone!
Seeing that there was no excitement to be seen, some of the concerned people from the various tribes quickly dispersed, but the figure in the coarse white robe was deeply remembered, and some news spread silently. After all, even if
On Yunkong Island, a strange sacred figure cannot be ignored.
"Li Kongdao Lihai, thank you sir."
At this moment, Li Hai took a deep breath and bowed to Su Qinian.
Su Qinian nodded slightly and took a step forward. At the same time, he waved his sleeves slightly. A flash of light flashed before his eyes. Li Hai saw twenty pale golden spiritual stones floating quietly in front of him, and the spiritual energy was like mist.
, lingering on the spiritual stones. Every spiritual stone is pure and flawless. Even among ordinary spiritual stones, they are all top-grade.
"Dan, it belongs to me."
A clear voice rang in his ears, and Li Hai was startled. Looking at the figure that seemed to be slowly disappearing away, he hesitated to speak. Such pure and flawless ordinary spiritual stones are generally not bartered, but used.
Come to practice breathing, each piece is more rare than ordinary spiritual stones. These twenty pieces alone are worth his bottles of human body elixirs, plus the nineteen ordinary spirit stones left by the Black Feather clan.
stone……
"Uncle, I will become as strong as this in the future." At this time, Li Yuan beside him said every word seriously.
Looking at his nephew's shining eyes, Li Hai suddenly felt filled with emotion. Finally, he patted Li Yuan's shoulder heavily and said fiercely: "Practice hard for me!"
If you can't realize something on your own, just pass it on... I can't tell whether it's good or bad.
At this moment, the young man Li Yuan didn't understand this and just nodded vigorously.
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Yunkongque.
This is the holy land of Yunkong Island. It is located in the middle of Yunkong Island, on Yunkong Mountain, which is more than ten thousand feet high. It is defended by eight tribes and is located in the eight extremes of Yunkong Mountain.
Those who can climb Yunkong Mountain are either big shots or strong men from the islands, or they come to barter with valuables. Ordinary people from various tribes are not qualified to climb Yunkong Mountain.
Su Qinian was walking on the stone road in front of Yunkong Mountain. Different from the bustle of Tiandukou, it was a bit solemn here. There were not many climbers. Many of the chariots of the big shots were flying up in the air, and people from the eight ethnic groups were there to guide them.
Going up the mountain road, there are only a few people walking.
At the foot of the mountain, people from the eight ethnic groups were stationed. Scattered people inquired and were led by attendants. From the solemn and simple mountain road with cloud patterns, a rugged mountain road wound up.
People's eyes couldn't help but fall on the cloud-patterned mountain road leading to Yunkong Que. On the back of a Pegasus horse with five pairs of heavenly wings, the heroic and majestic figure looked up from the foot of the mountain.
A suffocating breath, as majestic as a mountain in the sky, rushed towards my face.
And as Su Qinian approaches, the people from the eight tribes who were originally inquiring all look like they are facing a formidable enemy, and at the same time there is a cold light in their eyes. For so many years, no one has been able to shake this Yunkong Mountain, not only
Just because of the eight tribes, countless islands, the rules established by the various tribes forces over the years, and the potential laws that countless people abide by.
Who is this?
At the foot of Yunkong Mountain, some people noticed Su Qinian, because at this moment, on the stone path in front of the mountain, only this figure that looked plain and dusty was left.