"Run, we underestimate the Holy Soul, can run a few, the green mountains staying, not afraid of no firewood!"
On the ground, the strong souls are ready to make a shot and know that it is difficult to compete.
They give up directly and want to retreat.
However, the strength of this holy soul has only been obvious to all, escape, and the possibility is probably minimal.
At least, the possibility of all escapes is not at all.
And even if there are people who are lucky to get out, it is impossible to retreat from the whole body.
The blood color red, once again emerging from the soul fingertips.
Wu Yun did not guess wrong. This time, the red -mang attack was more terrible than the trick.
And this time, Wu Yun also discovered that the attack of the Holy Soul is no longer the same as before, it is a concentrated attack.
This time, it is scattered.
The red mang of that point quickly dispersed into dozens of blood -colored light -colored light columns with tens of fingers, which were on the four sides and screwed away.
Although the power of this light is relatively weakened after scattered.
This part that weakens is not to say that Wu Yun, even for those who are stronger than Wu Yun below, can only be regarded as not worth mentioning.
The attack after scattered is still enough to cause a fatal threat to them.
Even after these lights were scattered.
Wu Yun also found a little bit, even a fatal point.
Earlier, he thought he had not been found, so he had been waiting in place.
But now suddenly discovered.
He seems to be within the range of being locked by red light.
At this moment, there were two red manga attacks, and they were in the direction of him.
"I'm going, damn it, he found me?"
Wu Yun was shocked, and he couldn't care so much.
It can be waited, but waiting is gambling.
He can bet that he has not been discovered. These two red manges are not coming towards him, but just happened to fly in this direction where he was.
But he couldn't, and dare not bet.
What if you bet wrong?
Wu Yun dare to say that he has no trace of grasp, you can attack this red mang and do any confrontation.
Touch it, die.
When he leaped, Wu Yun screamed towards the rear.
He wants to hide a little.
But this is the hiding, let Wu Yun expose himself.
At this moment, all the eyes looked at Wu Yun together.
Of course, all this eyes are about the Holy Soul, and the Nine Sacred envoys, as well as the strong people of all ethnic groups below.
Other Shengtian people with weaker strength are not here.
However, in fact, the Holy Soul has long discovered Wu Yun, so the two red mangers were not chaotic, but they did mean him.
It was just that the Holy Soul wrong thought that Wu Yun and the strong ones who attacked them below were a group, so I didn't care too much, I just wanted to grab it, and threw it into Qingtianchi.
But now, when Wu Yun appears, after seeing Wu Yun with his own eyes.
The eyes of the Holy Soul changed completely.
"People who come to the outside world, the son of heaven, is it him? Is it this person?"
The voice of the Holy Soul is full of horror.
And the same is true of those nine masters.
Although they did not speak, their eyes were even more terrible than the holy soul.
In addition to the horror, in the eyes of these nine people, there was a little more fear.
On the ground, the group of other people of all ethnic groups also had the same eyes.
Surprise, horrible.
However, unlike the Shengtian tribe.
They were horrified, more, they were really joy, excitement, excitement.
"Go, the nine major envoys, I caught this son, I want to live!"
The Holy Soul suddenly spoke.
In fact, with the strength of the Holy Soul, he can do it by himself without opening.
But he still spoke.
This shows that at this moment, the heart of the Holy Soul is already a little flustered.
While he ordered him, the Holy Soul himself had already flew towards Wu Yun.
"The son of heaven, there is really a son of heaven, keep him, he is our hope."
"Even if we all die today, we must keep this son and bring him back to the ghost!"
Someone roared excitedly and excitedly.
Immediately, on the ground, the strong and strong people who were preparing to escape from each other actually rushed towards Wu Yunfei.
It is completely a gesture that protects Wu Yun and does not die.
"I'm going, what's the situation?"
Wu Yun hacked his words, this scene really made him a big jump.
The actions of the Shengtian clan, and the strong men below made him completely aggressive.
Moreover, what kind of sons of the day, what kind of ghost is that?
What sons of heaven?
He was just sent in, what is the shit relationship with the son of the heavenly election in these people?
How inexplicably became the son of the heavens in their mouth?
And in order to temporarily protect himself, Wu Yun also roared the fact that he shouted.
He said that he had nothing to do with this matter. He was forced to come in, not the son of the candidate.
However, in the face of such a whole battle, Wu Yun's words seem to be useless.
Because no one is listening to him at all.
The nine major saints were crazy, they attacked crazy.
The strong people at the ground are crazy.
They want to keep Wu Yun crazy, and even at the expense of their lives at the expense.
For only a moment, there were several different strong men of all ethnic groups. In order to keep Wu Yun, they died in the hands of those sacred envoys.
Of course, there is a holy soul.
He may not be so crazy, but he is no longer as calm and arrogant as the beginning.
Also constantly shot, trying to grab Wu Yun in person.
However, no matter how strong his strength is, he is dragged by the strong and strong people of all ethnic groups at all, but it is difficult to draw a background.
Fortunately, the number of people of all ethnic groups has an advantage in terms of quantity.
The death advantage of their lives at the cost of life is close to Wu Yun.
But Wu Yun couldn't understand it at all, why are they.
Want to stop, what to do.
But he found that he could do anything in this level of battle.
He can only wait for the situation to continue to develop.