Jun Moye glanced sideways at the man in black in front of him, his purple eyes full of indifference and the innate domineering look of a king. The corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, and a sneer flashed across his eyes, as if a generation of overlords were mocking the ants.
Don’t overestimate your capabilities!
After receiving the look from the purple-robed man, the black-robed man suddenly became angry!
Thousands of years ago, Feng Yun treated him in the same way, looked at him in the same way, and ignored him in the same way.
Now, it's the same again.
Even if these two people are not the same person, they can't calm the anger in his heart.
Jun Moye slowly closed his eyes and allowed the power in his body to flow towards his meridians and then gather in his dantian.
He could feel that the power in his body was getting stronger and stronger. But there was no happiness or excitement in his heart, only coldness and chills.
In his mind, he kept recalling the scene of the woman in white being knocked away, as well as the fragile body of the porcelain doll, and the pale and bloodless face. Every scene was replayed in his mind, and he couldn't get rid of it.
Xiao Yue'er...
Xiao Yue'er...
He is not willing to hurt her even a little bit. Anyone who hurts her must pay the price!
The sleeping power in his body quickly gathered towards his Dantian, enriching his veins and strength. His own strength became stronger and stronger, and the purple-black halo emanating from his body became more and more intense.
After all, they are two people. To accept the experience of Feng Yun and to completely become one with them, the pain and bone-eroding pain they have to bear are all unbearable by ordinary people.
But Jun Moye remained silent from beginning to end, quietly receiving the power and then integrating it.
Fusing his power with Fengyun's power, the power that emerges from both of them is extremely frightening.
The hands hidden in the sleeves of the robe were tightly held, and the veins on his forehead were protruding. Jun Moye's body remained motionless, and his steps did not move at all.
The glistening sweat on his forehead kept rolling down, and time passed by minute by second.
Suddenly!
Jun Moye suddenly opened his eyes, looked up to the sky and roared: "Ah..."
With him as the center, a dense purple-black energy burst out from his body, attacking the surroundings.
Wherever it passes, no one will be spared, all will be wiped out!
Even the man in black was sent flying several meters by the explosion of force before he regained his balance.
The wind suddenly rose and the wind and clouds changed. The already dark sky became even darker at this moment, and the world fell into endless darkness.
"Rumble..."
There was a sudden thunder in the sky, followed by streaks of purple-black lightning, all heading towards the purple figure below.
The purple-black thunder and lightning touched Jun Moye's body, and the already powerful and terrifying power grew again and kept rising.
"Rumble..."
Purple-black thunder and lightning fell one after another towards Jun Moye. With each thunderbolt falling, Jun Moye's power increased by one point.
Even the few people below could sense the terrifying force, just like Shura awakening after a bloody battle.
That force was too powerful, very oppressive, very terrifying, and extremely terrifying. The people below felt as if their necks were being strangled tightly by Shura's big hands, making them unable to breathe.
Mu Hanyue and the others were surrounded by familiar auras within the protective circle of the light shield that Jun Moye had laid before them, but the three of them were not affected by its terrifying power.
The nine thunder tribulations are coming, and the heavenly tribulation appears!