Chapter eight hundred and sixty fifth white-browed old dog
Whoosh!
Ziyang Tianzun shouted loudly, turned into an afterimage first, and flew straight towards Zhuo Wen, his speed soaring to the extreme.
Following Ziyang Tianzun's actions, Qingmu and other Tianzun followed behind him without hesitation, hoping to join forces to capture Zhuo Wen completely.
"Let's take action to stop them!"
Elder Shiyuan shouted loudly and rushed out first. His target was clearly Qingmu and the black and white elders behind him. Mang Shi and Mo Yan Wushang were not to be outdone, and turned into two afterimages and also rushed out.
Among them, the wild lion stopped in front of Ziyang Tianzun, spitting out streams of golden energy, and punched out violently, making a roar of tigers.
Ziyang Tianzun's face changed slightly, and with a drag of his hands, a purple scorching sun suddenly rose up to greet him.
Boom!
The terrifying sound of explosions resounded through the sky, and Ziyang Tianzun and Mangshi both stepped back dozens of steps, facing each other from a distance, with a solemn look in their eyes.
At the same time, Elder Shiyuan stretched out his skinny palm and pressed it hard. Suddenly there was a terrifying sound like the sky was shattering and the earth was cracking in the void behind him. Then a harsh rumble sounded, and a large transparent mountain of nothingness condensed out of the void.
This emptiness and transparent mountain is purely condensed by spiritual power. Spiritual runes are constantly flashing and circulating on the surface of the mountain, looking extremely mysterious and profound.
"Hua Shan Shen!"
Elder Shiyuan shouted coldly, and the terrifying mountain descended from the void, sweeping up countless frantic hurricanes and crushing the three Qingmu people below.
"Black and White! The three of us will take action together to break this mountain!"
Seeing Elder Siyuan take action against them, Aoki narrowed his eyes and looked cold. He was very clear about Elder Siyuan's terror. If it was really one-on-one, he was really unlikely to be Elder Siyuan's opponent.
Therefore, Qingmu can only fight against Elder Siyuan by relying on the strength of the two elders, black and white.
"Thousand-year-old green wood!"
"Black and white dragons!"
Without any hesitation, the black and white elders made a gesture with both hands and directly used their black and white dragon souls. They saw two giant dragons, one black and one white, roaring towards the sky and flying straight towards the sky.
At the same time, Qingmu also released his own armor soul, and the big tree in the sky grew lushly from the void behind him, and countless lush vines grew out, turning into a sky-filled green sea, following behind the black and white dragons.
Rumble!
The two collided, and the terrifying waves of Yuanli spread, causing the entire surrounding space to show traces of cracks and collapse, and for a moment, it was stagnated in mid-air.
Mo Yan Wushang's silhouette flashed and came to the sky above Guanghan Tianzun, Xiyue Tianzun, Huangjue Tianzun and Baimei Tianzun. He raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "If you four want to go to Zhuo Wen's place, you'd better go there first.
Let’s take this step, little girl!”
"Miss Wushang! You are exaggerating if you want to fight one against four! If we accidentally hurt you then, don't blame us." Baimei Tianzun said coldly.
Although the strength of the four Heavenly Lords in front of us is not as good as that of Ziyang Tianzun and Qingmu, they are still four Heavenly Lords after all. Together, they may be able to compete with the powerful ones at the peak of the Tianzun realm.
"It's not me who's exaggerating, but you!"
Mo Yan Wushang smiled brightly, and then with a move of his jade hand, a big drum floated quietly behind Mo Yan Wushang. Wisps of sound wave power were faintly revealed, and the faint sound of war drums was heard.
"Morning bell and evening drum!" Huang Jue Tianzun stared at the big drum behind Mo Yan Wushang, his eyes suddenly became solemn.
The four of them also know the Morning Bell and Dusk Drum quite well. Mo Yan Wushang found it from a ruins. It is said that it has the power of an imperial-level spiritual treasure, which is extremely terrifying.
boom!
After the morning bells and evening drums were revealed, an extremely terrifying aura burst out from Mo Yan Wushang's body, and countless sounds of pianos and drums continued to spread in the air along with this aura.
Many warriors around them looked intoxicated after hearing the sound of the piano that filled the air. Their eyes were blurred and they were somewhat unable to extricate themselves. The sound of the piano actually had the effect of seducing people.
"The peak of Tianzun Realm? You are actually a strong person at the peak of Tianzun Realm? How could you be so strong?"
Huang Jue Tianzun and the four others are dignified heavenly persons. Naturally, they will not be intoxicated by Mo Yan Wushang's unintentionally radiating voice. Instead, they all show expressions of shock and astonishment.
Mo Yan Wushang had a mysterious origin, and he suddenly appeared in the imperial capital. He was famous in the imperial capital for his exquisite playing skills, and the original Qing Emperor was even more polite to Mo Yan Wushang.
Everything indicated that Mo Yan Wushang was extraordinary, and today when Mo Yan Wushang showed his true strength, the four great gods were shocked.
Mo Yan Wushang looks only a few years old, at most not much different from Zhuo Wen, but her cultivation level is so much more terrifying than that of Zhuo Wen. The woman in front of her is a genius even more evil than Zhuo Wen!
"Stop talking nonsense! I said that as long as I'm here, you can't touch Zhuo Wen!"
Mo Yan Wushang's lips curled up slightly, and his jade hand gently knocked on the head of the big drum. A thunderous sound resounded, and invisible sound waves spread. This sound wave contained extremely powerful killing power.
It was as if the place we were at at this moment was a drum beating platform on a battlefield, with countless soldiers shouting and killing soaring into the sky.
Feeling the terror of the spreading sound wave, the faces of the four Huang Jue Tianzun changed slightly. They all used their armor souls. In a moment, four different colors of energy swept out and rushed towards the sound wave.
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Boom boom boom!
For a moment, the four Heavenly Lords' joint attacks were only able to compete with Mo Yan Wushang's sonic power, and no one gave in to the other.
"So strong! Isn't that girl Mo Yan Wushang from Zui Chun Pavilion? How can she be so strong? It's so terrifying to be able to resist the attacks of the four great gods by one person!"
Everyone around him was also shocked, especially Mo Yan Wushang who could resist the four heavenly beings with one person. Such a feat is indeed more shocking!
Above the Nether Dragon, Zhuo Wen also had a look of shock, and Mo Yan Wushang's strength was somewhat beyond his expectation.
At first, because Mo Yan Wushang had the ability to hide, he could not see Mo Yan Wushang's true cultivation level at all, but now this woman suddenly showed her cultivation level at the peak of the Heavenly Realm, which really shocked him.
"As expected of a member of Jia Shen College, he is not much older than me, but his cultivation is far beyond me!"
Shaking his head with some bitterness, Zhuo Wen finally understood what it means that there is a world outside the world, and there are people outside the world. In the Qingxuan Dynasty, Zhuo Wen's talent and cultivation may be the best among the younger generation.
And if Zhuo Wen's talent were placed in the entire Eastern Earth or even the entire Tiankai Continent, it might not be worth mentioning at all, because the Qingxuan Dynasty is just a small part of the Eastern Earth.
However, Zhuo Wen did not feel inferior because of this. Instead, he was full of expectations and hopes. This continent is still very big, and Zhuo Wen still has a long way to go. Although this road may be full of thorns, Zhuo Wen
But he was able to walk on with a smile on his face.
Because he has a mind that tirelessly pursues strength, this heart gives him the belief to constantly pursue martial arts.
Whoosh!
Slowly landing on the ground next to the huge pit, the huge Nether Dragon glanced at Zhuo Wen lightly, let out a loud whistle, and then re-entered the abyss and disappeared.
"Netherworld Dragon? Who exists in that abyss?"
Zhuo Wen could feel that the person he was talking to just now was definitely not the Nether Dragon, but a human being, and a very powerful human being.
Moreover, Zhuo Wen also discovered that the Netherworld Dragon moved within ten miles of the abyss, as if there was a layer of imprisonment around it, prohibiting the power of the Netherworld Dragon.
However, this thought only appeared for Zhuo Wen for a moment, and his eyes were attracted by the battle taking place in the sky.
I saw eighteen stars rumbling in the upper sky. The battle between Qing Emperor and Lu Hantian almost reached a fever pitch. The two men were able to tear apart the entire space with just a few moves.
Thousands of miles high in the sky, the originally stable space had been riddled with holes by the battle between the two men. The black holes were spreading and raging, looking extremely terrifying.
Although the battle between Qing Emperor and Lu Hantian has reached a fever pitch, the victory between the two may not be determined so quickly. However, Zhuo Wen is worried that after all, Qing Emperor has been promoted to the realm of imperial power for a long time, and Lu Hantian
But they have just been promoted to the imperial power, and there is still a certain gap in their strength.
Although it may not be visible now, as time goes by, the difference between the two is likely to become apparent.
However, after all, this is a battle between two powerful men in the Imperial Realm. Zhuo Wen is only in the Supreme Realm, so there is no way he can intervene, so he can only stare helplessly.
The battles between Tianzun were also evenly matched. Among them, the battle between Mangshi and Ziyang Tianzun was almost a flesh-and-blood collision, which was extremely fierce.
Elder Shiyuan was even more terrifying. He actually suppressed the three people of Qingmu with one person, and they were completely helpless.
On the other hand, Mo Yan Wushang relied on the morning bell and evening drum to suppress the four great gods, but the morning bell and evening drum attacked the emperor-level spiritual treasure, which consumed a huge amount of his own energy.
Now Mo Yan Wushang's bright forehead has begun to have some fine beads of sweat flowing down, and it is quite difficult to suppress it now.
"Miss Wushang! Let the weakest Baimei Tianzun come over and let me deal with it!"
With his eyes flickering, Zhuo Wen suddenly laughed out loud, stamped his foot and flew toward Mo Yan Wushang, his voice rolling like thunder.
"Damn little bastard!"
Upon hearing what Zhuo Wen said about him, the veins on Baimei Tianzun's forehead were exposed, and his eyes were full of anger.
This Zhuo Wen is really unkind, actually squeezing him like this in front of everyone, and as the weakest of the five Heavenly Lords, Baimei Tianzun hates it when others say that he is the weakest.
But not only did Zhuo Wen say it, but he also shouted so loudly without restraint. Where could Baimei Tianzun put his face?
"Zhuowen! Are you okay? White-browed Tianzun is a powerful Tianzun after all." Mo Yan Wushang said with some worry.
"Don't worry! Now when the white-browed old dog was at the peak of his strength, he had used up a lot of his methods to capture me. Now that his arm is broken, his strength has dropped too much. I'm afraid he may not be my opponent yet. Just let him go.
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Zhuo Wen's words were not polite at all, they directly hit the pain point of Baimei Tianzun, and Baimei Tianzun was so angry that his lungs exploded, and he wished he could immediately pounce on Zhuo Wen and cut Zhuo Wen into pieces.