Chapter 205 The Dawn of Victory

Under the boundless starry sky, Sanyuan, which should have been shrouded in the moonlight, seems to be day at this moment. Countless crowds flocked to the streets and looked at the endless glow in the distance.

"What is that? It's so beautiful!"

"What do children know? There are big shots!"

"Such a big movement, it won't be the three major forces in a war!"

"No, such a fluctuation of breath will not be the three families at all. It seems to be an outsider!" An eye-catching person pointed out.

The war continued, and the shocking atmosphere continued to spread. People in the whole Sanyuan country felt this frightening fluctuation. Many monks' faces changed greatly and they couldn't believe all this.

There were also many young monks who showed hopeful eyes, rubbed their hands and were excited. They wanted to watch it, but they were stopped by their elders one by one and did not allow them to step out of the house.

Then, the army appeared, restraining mortals and cleaning up the streets. The royal family of Sanyuan was shrouded in a kind of uneasiness.

Sanyuan White Family.

The ancestor of the Bai family stood on the void and looked far away. Because the Bai family was very close to the Ye family and his eyesight were amazing, although he could not see who was there, he could guess one or two.

"Ancestor, what will our Bai family do!" Bai Fei looked up and asked the ancestor of the Bai family in the void.

The ancestor of the Bai family meditated for a long time and shook his head: "Give the order that all members of the Bai family are not allowed to go out!"

Bai Fei answered and turned around and left in a hurry.

The ancestor of the Bai family's eyes dimmed and said lowly, "Ye family...Ye family...Ye family!"

In the forest of Jun's family, several figures stood side by side, with surprise in their eyes and feeling the palpitating fluctuations.

"Who the hell is fighting? How can there be such an amazing fluctuation? Is it said that the finch is killing!" Junyi, the highest cultivation of the Jun family at this moment, is shocked.

No one answered. Jun Ruxue stood in the void, and her delicate body trembled slightly, but her beautiful eyes were full of worry. She said faintly, "Ancestor, I'm going!"

The ancestor of the Jun family was stunned and suddenly anxious. Now Jun Ruxue is the future of the Jun family. How can he make her mess? He hurriedly said, "I'm not sure yet..."

Jun Ruxue turned around, with a touch of firmness on her perfect face, interrupted the ancestor's words, and said with a straight face, "It's him, I can feel it!"

The ancestor of the Jun family was very unwavering. Although Ye 23's cultivation has reached a place that they have never reached, such fluctuations could not be emitted by him, but he knew that he could not stop Jun Ruxue. He sighed, stamped his feet and said, "That's all! That's it! Let's go and have a look together!"

Since you want to go, let's go together. First, we can stop Jun Ruxue from acting at that time. Second, whether it is really the Ye family or not, whether they help or not, the Ye family is not determined.

Jun Ruxue frowned slightly and opened her red lips slightly, but she seemed to think of something and finally didn't say anything.

This place is still in ruins, and there is nothing left, only huge ravines on the ground, like the roar of nine-day thunder.

After the embroidered needle-like iron bar disappeared into the void, Ye 23 suddenly felt cold all over his body, and a great uneasiness was covering him, and he tried his best to find the trace of the embroidered needle.

Ye 23 shouted, and the turquoise Zhenyuan soared into the sky, like a turquoise green dragon galloping up.

Wan coldly looked at all this coldly, with a trace of jokes on the corners of his mouth: "Ye 233, I have to say that I really underestimated you. Your qualifications really impressed me, but you came too early!"

Ye 23 understood what he meant in his heart. The other party said that he didn't know how to endure, but he was not himself. How could he understand what a family was and what a man should do? At that moment, he shouted, "You are such an immortal turtle, don't shrink well at home and come out to die?"

Wan Lengxin was furious and said angrily, "Jither, how dare you insult me? I'd like to see if your bones are as hard as your words!"

After saying that, his hands drew a complex magic seal on his chest and shouted in a low voice: "Jiuyou lock magic needle, condensation!"

As soon as his words fell, the embroidered needle, which had been integrated into the void, rushed out, turned into a light spot, and rushed to Ye 23.

Ye 23 walked freely and kept avoiding. Although he didn't know the power of this needle, it was the best way not to let it pierce himself.

A ferocious smile flashed from the corners of Wan Lengxin's mouth. This Jiuyou lock needle is his most proud secret skill, which is specially aimed at human souls, and Zhenyuan has no obstacle to it at all. Instead, it will increase his power. The more powerful he is, the more powerful it is, and its speed...

Ye 23 tried his best to dodge, but the embroidered needle was like a mouth of a metatarus, which could not be thrown away, and it was getting closer and closer to him.

There was no sound or fluctuation. This embroidered needle suddenly rushed into his Zhenyuan. To Ye 23san's surprise, his Zhenyuan could not resist for a moment. In his eyes, the embroidered needle was about to pierce his sea of knowledge. His right hand suddenly stretched out two fingers, and in an instant, it was heart-frightening. Embroidered needles.

Ye 23 did not look relaxed at all, but his face was more solemn. His forehead was covered with small beads of sweat. The embroidered needle between his two fingers slipped out of his hand little by little, and what shocked him more was that he could not move, looking at the embroidery needle little by little. He escaped between his two fingers and let the back pierce into his sea of knowledge.

A huge pain ravaged Ye 23's nerves, but he gritted his teeth and did not shout out. He knew that this was the most important moment of their action. Once he roared, the sword and the ancestor must be affected, and then he really fell into the other party's trap.

How could Wan Lengxin not understand Ye 23's intentions? His original plan was as Ye 23 wanted, but even if he didn't shout out, it was nothing.

He is very confident in his nine ghost lock soul needle. Even he can't hold on for long. Since he is hard-boned, let him go.

His eyes came to the side of the sword, and saw that his two men could not resist it, and he was about to rush over.

Although the battle was a little unexpected, it did not live up to his expectations. He was determined to win, and his heart was settled. Suddenly, the figure in front of him flashed, but Ye 23 stood in front of him.

His face changed greatly, and he stepped back a few steps in horror and said in a trembling voice, "No...impossible!"

He is very clear about the power of the nine ghost lock soul needle. Not to mention Ye 23

Ye 23 looked at him coldly, and a faint voice sounded: "What, does the turtle want to shrink its head?"

Wan Lengxin was immediately furious. In terms of his cultivation, he was already a sparrow, and in terms of his status, he was already the suzerain of the Wanshen Sect. Who dared to call him in front of him, shrinking his head turtle? At present, he ignored why Ye 23 was hit by his killing move as if nothing had happened.

In fact, this can't be complained of in coldness. How could he think that Ye 23's soul cultivation is not a holy sparrow at all? Thinking that he can untie the seal of the ancestors of the Ye family can imagine.

The moment when the embroidered needle pierced his knowledge of the sea brought him supreme pain, but when he tightened, he no longer felt it. Ye 23 did not think about it. For him, it was his task to block the injured cold heart.

The war is still continuing, and the gorgeous light is constantly rising to the sky. The earth is still broken, the void is still trembling, and the void is already scorching, but the battle is still fierce.

In Ye Wuxin's long smile, the two figures quickly separated. There was a hole in Ye Wuxin's left rib, and blood gushed out like a spring, but he still smiled.

Ding Meng opposite him still stood straight, with extremely vicious light in his eyes. Suddenly, he suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood, which was mixed with fragments of internal organs.