Including Yuanxin, all the people of Xianwu Tiangong stood in place dumbly, staring at Wu Yun, opened their mouths, and couldn't make a moment of sound for a long time!
That's right, at this moment when they appear in front of them, they completely stunned them.
Because at this moment, Wu Yun's breath was actually soaring at a moment.
Sitarians to their backbone, their ancestors, Yuanxin, all crushed directly.
Yes, it is crushing.
Thoroughly crushed.
It can be seen by the naked eye, under the rage of Wu Yun's sudden outbreak.
Like the previous Long Tian and others, Yuan Xin couldn't even move.
It's just that if you want to say that the moment is the most horrifying.
Naturally, it is also the heart.
Before that, he did not have an exact understanding of Wu Yun's strength.
Just through the hearing, just through your own guess.
To judge, Wu Yun's true strength is not strong.
Strong, it is Wu Yun's hands in the hands of the magic.
It also rely on the power of the Demon Alien to kill such an apprentice and grandson of his Xianwu Tiangong.
But at this moment, he found that he was wrong.
And, wrong!
Although he still couldn't understand, there was only Wu Yun in the late ninety -nine -day robbery, why was it so strong.
However, there is no doubt that this is definitely not just the power of the magic.
He also had a brief possession of heaven.
Therefore, he knows that no matter how strong heaven is, he will not have the ability to restrain people's movements.
But now, his body is bound.
And it can't be moved.
This can prove that Wu Yun at this moment is not just that he has a magical strange treasure. His strength is also very strong.
"Oh, Pharaoh Eight, just make you play with you, really?"
Suddenly, Wu Yun's voice sounded.
And when Wu Yun's words were falling, I saw that he kept his sword in his hand and threw it suddenly.
Oh!
The buzzing sound of the shock ears sounded.
With a wave of arm, he directly grabbed the sword that killed the sword.
A buzzing sound came again.
The next moment, it is the horrible power. From the sword of the killing, the outbreak of the outbreak.
A terrible attack is quickly condensed.
This attack has the power of cultivation and the power of killing the way. Similarly, there is also the power of the magic and treasure.
It wasn't until this moment that Yuan Xinfang understood!
Only he saw a fact.
At this moment, the shock in his heart has reached an indescribable point.
Even the beads are almost staring!
He couldn't believe that even if he saw it with his own eyes, he still couldn't believe it.
The heavenly magic treasure, actually fused with the way of killing!
Although he has also heard that heavenly heaven can be fused with the flesh in some specific situation.
But it's just fusion with the body.
Moreover, if you fuse with the flesh, although the strength will also rise, it will also bring great anti -bull damage to the body.
Every time in the future, the body's anti -baying damage will gradually strengthen.
However, if it is fused with Wudao, then there is no such anti -bull damage.
It can even be displayed at will without any backfraction.
He thought it was impossible. What was not existed, it actually happened in front of his eyes.
At this moment, he opened his mouth and stared at Wu Yun, his expression was dull.
It seems that he wants to ask Wu Yun how to do all of this.
It's just obvious, he has no chance!
Because Wu Yun has lost patience.
He didn't have a chance to ask!
When the sword of the kill in my hand falls from the sky, with the tear, the power that destroys the earth, and the madness is cut down.
In the surroundings of Yuanxin, the whole space is twisted violently.
This is no space for power, just because the attack is too strong, causing the space that the space is unbearable.
‘Ah ~~!’
In the vague, it seemed to hear Yuan Xin's screams, regrets, unwilling voices.
But no one can hear it.
Because, this is just a short -lived sound.
Soon, this sound came to an end.
Yuanxin in the air has disappeared.
It seems that there have been never before.
This existence of tens of thousands of years, at this moment, completely disappeared in the world.
From then on, there is no more heart in the world!
"Xiao Jin, Xiaoshenlong, do it, it's time to kill!"
Wu Yunbing's cold and indifferent voice sounded.
Xiao Jin and Xiaoshen Dragon at the rear immediately listened to their lives and went empty. They exhibited their housekeeping skills and went towards the dragon and others below.
In fact, for a long time after Xiao Jin and Xiaoshenlong started, everyone below did not respond.
The death of Yuanxin is too big!
Perhaps, in their minds, never thought that one day, the strongest person they thought, invincible existence.
It will be killed.
And in such a crushing attitude, it was beheaded.
Of course, this state now does not have much resistance even if they want to resist.
The strength of Xiao Jin and Xiaoshenlong, although it is a lot weaker than Wu Yun.
It can be a high -level force that belongs to the real pioneer of Xianwu Tiangong.
It is also like Long Tian and others, even if there is no death, there is no fighting power.
And the others are mostly the practitioners of uninvited strength.
Coupled with the suspended void, Wu Yun, like a hell Shura, stared at them.
Under such circumstances, how can they dare to resist, and what do they take to resist?
Among the hundreds of thousands of Xianwu Tiangong people.
Xiao Jin and Xiao Shenlong seemed to have entered a state of no one.