City of Invincible War Gods

"No, at this time, I'm just a mole ant. I can't be an elder!"

The old man's mouth was smiling. Obviously, he was quite satisfied with Tang Yan's attitude, but when it came to the elder, he shook his head in a hurry.

In this kind of place, he is really not a senior.

"Master, if you are a mole ant, then we will only have our share of food!"

Tang Yan laughed, but still asked: "master, do you think that the king of Yin, the devil Baisha and others are not strong? Is there a stronger existence? "

The old man chuckled and raised his head: "you are looking carefully."

Tang Yan raised his head and looked at the sky carefully. He took a breath of cold air: "front Master, this, this can't be... "

Just above the sky, in the sea of clouds.

With jiuluosheng mountain as the center, there are eight huge clouds swirling in the sky, such as rippling sea surface.

There, a strange, strange breath looms, even if only a little overflow, there is still a disturbing crisis.

The old man nodded: "you guessed it's true that they were the supreme ones. However, they didn't come. This is their magic power. At the moment, they are still in the Jiuluo, but even so, we can see the importance of this decisive battle.

Senior? Don't say it's the original one. Even the Yin God King and others can only kneel down in front of these supreme masters! "

Tang strictly forbids to speak.

But his fists were clenched. It was an indescribable excitement.

That is the real supreme in the soul realm, except for the eighteen halls and Yan Jun. they are also paying attention to this battle, which is too shocking!

Thinking of this, he kept paddling his toes and looking at Jiuluo mountain. He wanted to see when the yang man appeared.

One minute!

An hour!

Two hours!

As time went by, from the dawn of soul realm to the sky of blood sun, till the West slanting of blood day and the approaching of dusk, there was no appearance of Nayang man.

At last, the whole sea was covered with mist, and the whole blood began to disappear.

"No, I don't dare to come?"

In the field disdain sound unceasingly spreads.

It turns out that the Yang people are just like this.

The appointed time has not appeared yet. It is not fear. What is this?

"Master, he doesn't really dare to come?" Tang Yan looked at the old man, but also a little depressed.

He came from a remote place to watch the war and see if he could make himself understand and enter the divine collection.

If the yang man breaks his promise, it will be too irritating!

Old smile, just want to talk, pupil when suddenly shrink.

It is also at this moment, the huangquan sea, in the void, countless strong people all turn their eyes to the sky of the yellow spring sea.

A burst of suppressed voice, the whole scene suddenly exploded!

"Here it is! Li Rufeng is here

"This yang man, finally appeared!"

"It's been a whole day, and he's finally willing to come!"

When Tang Yan heard this, he also looked at the yellow spring sea.

I saw there, in the setting sun at dusk, sunset, hazy blood mist, a figure, is breaking through the blood fog.

It was a young man in white.

His face was resolute, calm and beautiful, just like a scholar.

Holding a bloody red umbrella and stepping on the yellow spring, the only one came from the sea and walked towards the Jiuluo holy mountain step by step.

Misty blood rain, yellow spring roaring, water waves uneven.

As if in a faint anger.

In the blood mist, Li Rufeng's steps step by step close to Jiuluo holy mountain.

His face was calm, as if he didn't notice the pair of eyes that were staring at him like stars all over the sky. He was indifferent all the time.

He stopped.

Stop at the foot of the sacred mountain of nine hundred thousand meters.

Raised his head, looking at the peak of ten thousand meters high, he gently laughed.

Boom!

The huge sound resounded through the whole sea of the yellow spring.

The yellow spring is boiling. At his feet, the towering yellow spring turns into a blood dragon.

Li Rufeng stood on the top of the blood dragon, supported by it, and rocked upward. The roaring voice of the blood dragon was like a strong wind and a huge wave, which shocked, suppressed and rocked everyone.

Until, through the blood mist, he fell on the top of Jiuluo holy mountain, ten thousand meters high, and stepped on the ground.

"Good! What a terrible means

Countless people were shocked.

They have never heard of this domineering way before!"You, at last?"

When Li Rufeng stepped on the ground on the top of Jiuluo mountain, on the Bank of blood sea, the dignified man sitting there slowly opened his eyes.

He is dignified and dignified.

Deep eyes, like magic soldiers, are the blood Lord.

He looked at Li Rufeng and said faintly: "after three months, you really let this king, waiting a little hard!"

His voice was quiet.

However, with supreme pressure, it was like trying to suppress a sky. Within a radius of thousands of miles, all the spiritual practitioners standing in the void retreated, almost falling into the void, and did not dare to approach.

But in an instant, with Jiuluo mountain holy land, a hundred miles has become an absolute forbidden area.

This supreme battle is about to break out!

Because all people can feel the supreme killing intention under the calm voice of the blood Lord.

"Blood Lord?"

Li Rufeng raised his eyes slightly and looked at the man: "my father, I'm coming to kill you!"

He finished and stepped out.

Boom!

The whole mountain, shaking and shaking, pulled out of the mountain!

Kill simply!

No delay in battle!

The blood Lord was stunned first, then he burst out laughing: "what a yang man, a good Li Rufeng, you really didn't let me down!"

Looking at the fierce and unstoppable impact, the blood Lord raised his hand, and the endless black fog energy turned into a fist and came out directly.

Bang!

Jingtian explosion was born, and the figures of Li Rufeng and blood Lord retreated at the same time.

I saw the whole ground has been in this explosion, hard to cut apart, like two completely different worlds.

To tear open a kilometer deep as the center, smoke from the sky,.

On one side is the blood lake.

On one side is the dead earth!

The blood Lord steadied his body and took back his fist. His eyes were filled with black light, like a divine soldier who wanted to tear the sky. Standing on the lake of blood, his eyes were full of evil and arrogant: "the strength is good, but unfortunately, this kind of power is much worse than what I expected!"

Behind him, black fog is gathering.

Like a pair of black wings covering the sky, it is vast, strange and shocking.

Like a king, he looked down on Li Rufeng with disdain, regret and contempt: "although you are Yang people, you can't step in the soul realm, but even if you are, you can't get into the eyes of this king. You should know what this king is for when the nine Luo bells ring."

"Oh?"

Li Rufeng slowly took back his fist, one hand carried behind him, slightly raised his eyes: "so?"

"The disaster of Yang people is an invasion from a different world. I don't want to find out where you came from and what source you are. If you leave this spiritual realm, I will not kill you. This is the promise I have given you. You should understand what kind of favor this is!"

"Well?"

Li Rufeng's mouth raised a smile: "do you feel like this, can you kill yourself?"

"Not feeling, but fact!"

The blood Master said with a faint smile: "even if you enter the Dharma heaven, I am half a step into the realm of birth and death. With one foot in front of the door, you have already stepped into the life and death. This sky ridge is far from what you can stand on. You should understand it!"

"What a pity!"

Li Rufeng shook his head with a look of regret on his face.