The mountain breeze is faint, and in the brilliance of the setting sun, the golden and red palace becomes more and more eye-catching and beautiful.
In this beauty, Wuji Mountain Lama Temple suddenly let out a roar, followed by a surge of spiritual power like a stormy sea, surging up to the nine heavens.
As this extremely powerful spiritual power roared out, a figure was slammed into the black stone peak of Wuji Mountain.
The golden and red spiritual power and the power of primary colors intertwined in the sky.
Under the afterglow of the setting sun, it is as brilliant as the exploding planet.[
"What's going on? Why did the master use all his strength?"
"Why does this person carry such a strong source of darkness?"
"Black Stone Peak? Master wants to press that person under Black Stone Peak? That will cost his life..."
"Hey, why does it seem like she is the woman brought back by senior brother...'
"Yeah, it's really..."
"What's going on?"
As the two surges of spiritual energy collided, disciples from all over Wuji Mountain poked their heads out one by one, looking at the figure crashing towards the Black Stone Peak in surprise.
Countless speculations were flying around, and it was quite shocking.
The palace owner, who had never done anything in so many years, took action in anger.
And the object was actually brought back by their eldest brother, and she should be regarded as the woman who will soon be their eldest brother's wife.
And this woman actually has a strong aura of black hell, this...
Flying down, Fengyun was hit hard by Yama's palm and flew towards the black stone peak of Wuji Mountain.
The source of darkness in her body expanded rapidly as Yama's spiritual power continued to strengthen, competing crazily with the golden-red spiritual power.
Master Yama's words echoed in Feng Yun's ears, and Feng Yun's figure flew down like a meteor.
Although his whole body was enveloped in a threatening aura, Feng Yun felt that there was nothing to be afraid of.
As fast as a meteor, the wind and clouds rushed towards the Black Rock Peak.
At the same moment, the opened mountain peaks suspended in mid-air began to press rapidly towards the direction of the wind and clouds.
The body is like a flying dragon, floating down mistyly.
"Wind and cloud, is the breath of wind and cloud?"[
At this moment, Qian Yeli and Feng Yunao, who had been slowly finding their way into the depths of Wuji Mountain, turned to a mountain peak and saw the wind and clouds in the distance falling sharply.