Chapter 197 Emperor's Blood

The ten alliances have become three or five forces, which is a foreous conclusion.

Jin Yang sat on Ginza, stared at the deputy suzerains, flicked his sword, and said, "Forget it!" After saying that, he glanced at Dao Yizhuo and the ten sects of the alliance. So far, Mingzong now let people know each other, but it is far from enough to make a comeback.

Without waiting for everyone to reply, Jin Yang got up and left. The moment of the underworld in his hand did not relax for a moment. When everyone saw Jin Yang's behavior, their faces were different and their faces were different.

Jin Yang, who stepped in the starry hall, his heart beat. When he came in and went out, his mother reached it.

Dao Yizhuo stared at Jin Yang's back, and his thoughts surged in the air. The face of the deputy patriarch of Tianzong was expressionless. Tianzong's unique Jinwu breath covered the whole audience. With his slightly narrowed eyes, no one could guess what he thought in his heart.

"Hey, they're not good!" Jin Yang said secretly in his heart that his sharp thoughts were like needles. The deputy suzerain of the Emperor Demon Sect was not reduced in hostility, even blatantly, and he almost did it directly.

Step by step to the door of the palace, the moment of the underworld waved, and Jinyang's voice sounded: "Let's go first!"

waved his sword and raised his feet like walking outside the name. A trace of unwillingness flashed in the eyes of the deputy patriarch of the Emperor and Demon Sect sitting high on Ginza, and then he smiled gloomyly and killed him.

"It seems that you still have to be careful!" In an instant, I felt the change of the deputy patriarch of the Emperor Demon Sect, and I no longer thought about him.

Just as he stepped out of the hall, screams, puzzled, and all kinds of sounds filled his ears.

"Ah, the strong man from there ran to the Star Hall."

One sentence immediately attracted people's attention and stared at Jin Yang. None of the people from all walks of life are good at stubble, and their attitude towards Jin Yang is also different.

"He also deserves to stand in the same hall with me!"

With a loud shout, his right hand was even to Jin Yang, and his eyes were full of disdain.

"Where did the wild boy come from? Why do you squint your eyes and want to die?"

Jin Yang, who was in a good mood, instantly sank and flashed by fiercely.

"Haha, do you still want to be hard?" When he laughed, he raised his eyebrows and looked at the Chu monks who were watching.

"This rubbish, come and I'll destroy a pair!"

Jin Yang, who had been standing without movement, moved. A stream of light flashed by.

click.

"Ah! People from Yuhua Xianzong..."

"This is the ability, and I also want to be right with me." Jinyang shook his head, and the moment of the underworld was taken back, leaving only a trace of dust in place. The death is unknown, and even his name is not left. But Jin Yang understood it in his heart. This man's proud disciple of Yuhua Xianzong was a rare encounter for thousands of years, but unfortunately, he died in his own hands and didn't scream.

Looking around, most of the disciples gathered in front of the hall, each occupying one side, and the people of Yuhua Xianzong dared not speak there.

"Garbage."

Everyone was in an uproar and looked at Jinyang with some fear. In the fairy mountain of Shenxiao Taoism, he dared to kill it without hesitation. I can't help but flash a trace of gloating. The three secretly stared at Jin Yang intentionally or unintentionally, focusing on the sword on his back and could see his strength. The three looked at each other and made a new plan.

"Brother?"

"Wait for Shenxiao Taoism to deal with it!" Under heavy pressure, the vigorous brother, the second disciple of Yuhua Xianzong, blocked them, and the long swords in their hands pointed straight at Jinyang and wanted to rush up desperately.

"Brother!"

"Wait!"

With a wave of his hand, his sword swinged horizontally in front of everyone, with a white dress with some prestige.

Jin Yang, who heard these voices, laughed. If it was Zhong Shenxiu, he believed that he would fight for a time, instead of pretending to be calm.

"Don't be arrogant. If the Taoist sect doesn't deal with you, the master will kill you all over the door!" The people in white who blocked the brothers shouted angrily, even so, there was no trace of rushing up.

Jinyang stood in the square and didn't bother to look at him.

"Kill me all over the door and destroy Yuhua Xianzong first!"

"You!"

As soon as Jinyang's words came out, more than a hundred people in the square almost laughed, and the second disciple of Yuhua Xianzong's face turned pale.

"Brother, go back first for fear of death!"

With a loud shout, the people of Yuhua Xianzong caught the opportunity and angrily scolded the second brother. The long sword in his hand raised, and the sword spirit shot fiercely. Jinyang, who was more than ten meters away, suddenly killed the sword one by one.

"Inextremeless Sword Array!"

With a fierce shout, it made a sonorous sound, and a long sword full of cold light with its figure turned and jumped in the air.

Jinyang, who was surrounded in the middle, gradually became serious. The monks of the Feathed Immortal Sect who came to the alliance were all immortals in the same world. The turbulent sword spirit, like a whirlpool, oppressing Jin Yang and killing him at the same time, preventing him from rushing out of the sword array and hurting people!

"With more and less, there are 18 immortals in one world!"

Jinyang, who first entered the immortals, fell into a wheel war before the divine blood in his hand and the blood of the immortals in the three worlds dried up.

"Hey, after all, it is the place of Shenxiao Taoism..."

The universe mirror wandered around, holding up a chaotic light curtain to resist the assassination of sword spirit.

The people in the square stared at the battle between the two sides and calculated the time in their hearts. The expected law enforcers of Shenxiao Taoism did not see them for a long time.

"Let's do it!"

Jin Yang, who was in the middle, shouted fiercely and stared at the sword silk one by one. The sword array of Yuhua Xianzong still had some doors. The power of oppression was getting stronger and greater. The sword array rose endlessly, directly stuck Jinyang to death and could not escape.

Eighteen figures, each standing on one side, the long sword is constantly waved, and the sword spirit travels surged.

"Look for death!"

The man who collided with the second brother was the first to be angry and hated Jinyang to kill the eldest brother who had a good relationship. The long sword split horizontally, and the steadily rotating whirlpool changed rapidly, causing more than 100 people to retreat to the edge of the square and did not dare to reprimate each other.

The second brother, who had to take action, had a gruous face, and his eyes were angry. He glanced at the extremely excited third brother, blatantly glanced at his face and frowned, "Maybe more..." The second brother didn't think any more. As soon as the eldest brother died, the fight suddenly began. The third brother took a step ahead, but he was trampled on by him!

The chaotic light curtain is tough, and it can't stop the infinite sword array of 18 immortals. It creaks into fragments, and the chaotic atmosphere disappears. Jin Yang, who held the sword, blinked his eyes and almost didn't laugh.

"How dare you be distracted!" At the moment when the chaotic breath dissipated, Jin Yang was in the sword spirit and instantly caught the flaw of the second brother. I don't know if you want to fight with the same door or the little girl who can be accepted as an apprentice.

The instant stagnation of the infinite sword was caught by Jin Yang, and his tight body hit the direction of the second brother fiercely, and the weak law of fate was ready to go.

"Second brother! Be careful, here we go! Ah! What's going on?!"

In the sword storm that was torn and constantly tearing, the infinite sword array rushed to the sky, a figure loomed as if it did not exist. The 100-meter sword storm was instantly rushed to the edge by him. The sword pressure that crushed everything changed silently.

"Ah? - push it with all your strength! Eighteen immortals, you must catch him! Bring it back to the sect for disposal!"

The second brother who came to his senses became crazy and was unforgivable for his negligence. The long sword in his hand fiercely rushed to the position where Jin Yang appeared.

"Hum, a small infinite sword array still wants my life, um--" Jin Yang, who squandered the law of fate and changed the established trajectory, suddenly shouted, and his round body suddenly split, like a precious blue and white porcelain, full of cracks and greasy red blood.

Less than ten meters, a sword spirit pierced into Jinyang's body, and the authentic flying fairy sword spirit of Yuhua Xianzong raged.

"What's going on?!" Jinyang, who was shocked, could no longer calm down and invisibly devoured him off guard. His body, which was about to be torn apart, twisted hard and difficult to control himself. I still want to run. I, Su Cheng Triple Immortals, am not a vegetarian! I see you're still running!" While the second brother shouted, the Feixian sword of Yuhua Xianzong inserted into Jinyang's body.

"What the hell is going on?" The idea fell into the sea of knowledge and looked at the scene in the sea of knowledge in surprise. The spiritual ocean was broken. From the inside to the outside, what was more terrible was that the blood beads burned! Before Jin Yang thought much, a flying fairy power rushed into the depths of his body, and a trace of flying immortal power pierced into the spiritual ocean.

"Ah! Damn it! Feather Immortal Sect!" Extremely angry, the tense thoughts are like being stabbed by needles, and their eyes will stand out!

Without waiting for Jinyang's reaction and resistance, there has been no movement of Jinwu blood beads and cracking.

The endless sun is really fire, and the hot and dazzling light distorts the world of Jinyang and burns through his world. The boundless pressure, a trace of the pressure of the ancient emperor, suddenly appeared in the world, and the pure world of faith was like falling into the oven. The sound of explosion sounded and stirred in the narrow world of divine consciousness.

The power of the infinite sword array, the gathering power, the sword spirit of the eighteen immortals collapsed, and the moment when a trace of imperial power appeared, the world, like the red in black, rushed into the eyes of those old guys clearly, and was directly pressed on the ground and could not move.

In the depths of Xianshan, the deputy suzerain should be respectful.

"What's going on? The power beyond the world? He stuck to the ground and couldn't move. It seemed that a trace of leakage could kill him. After a trace of doubt, his mind stagnated. The elder of Shenxiao Taoism is more like a mortal, who bears the oppression of immortals and is demented.

Jinyang suspended in the air, like the same Jinwu, pure blood, the most primitive ancestor, even some dementia Jinyang, all know that this one originates from Taihe, no! The blood beads that gave birth to Taihe are a trace of blood of the first emperor. The vast power surged out and tsunamis.

The golden sun is really burning, and the hard-hardened body is essentially changing.

"Blood assimilation? How could this happen? What's going on there?" The nervous Jinyang has never noticed the universe mirror around him, and a breath that ordinary people can't understand leaked out. The power of the tsunami, the crystallization of faith, and the exhaustion of spiritual power. These Jinyang didn't care, and a sense of uneasiness rose in his heart and became more and more impulsive.

"Find, find... Be sure to find the blood of the human race!" Like Jin Yang, who was a little crazy, suddenly bumped into it fiercely.

The mind was in the body, one blood vessels, the bone marrow one by one, and a subtle picture flashed in front of his eyes, with golden light, flowing, and pieces of charms turning in it.

In Jinyang's concentrated search for the trace, the trace of bloodline, the roar of the road, and the thirty ancient characters appeared one by one, and the hot Jinwu bloodline boiled in an instant. I ignored Jin Yang.

"Is this?... Take it away?"

The urgent Jinyang suddenly calmed down, and the three forces finally had a move, which seemed to have some bad motives.

"Is it really a take away?"

Doubt!

Feel the ancient and decaying power, Jin Yang's heart was extremely cold. He was really caught off guard. He did not naively think that power came for granted.