In the Yan Luo tribe, "Yan" is the largest surname, representing the noblest descent, and has the strongest inheritance.

However, in the Yan surname, there is a division of "two twenty-three gods".

The so-called "Er'an" refers to the Tianyan Tianshi of Tianwai and Liyantian Yanshi.

The Thirteen Gods refers to the 13 other Yans who had born the gods. Because the places where they lived and practiced differently, the ancestors had different traditions, so they became 13 relatively independent forces.

Although their strength is far inferior to that of Erji, they have many people in the tribe and become an important part of the Yan family.

The Yanshi Tianshi, who sits in Yantian Tiantian, is the most powerful. In a sense, they are the representative of the Yan family. Most of the strong surname Yan who is active in **** are from this.

Yan Wushen, Yan Huangtu, Yan Zhexian, and the ancient gods of learning, including the patriarchs of the Yan Luo tribe, are all from the Tianwai Tian Yan clan.

However, since the last Yuan conference, the Yan people have made another statement.

The reason why this is said is because after 100,000 years ago, the last patriarch of the Yanluo family, Yan Huanyu, disappeared, most of the people belonging to his veins were stationed in the dark abyss, and rescue may be trapped in the dark abyss Office of the Universal patriarch.

At this point, Tianwai Tian Yan's family was divided into two.

Over the past 100,000 years, this part of the Yan people has been separated and faintly separated and is called the "Yan Family of Darkness."

Of course, the Yan Family of Darkness and the Yan Family of Tianwai Tian have the same blood relationship with the same clan and family, at least in the eyes of the monks in the whole **** world, they still belong to the same vein.

Yan Wushen was born in the dark place Yan Yan.

Yan Chu, an old man who looks sixty or seventy years old, is ordinary in appearance, wearing a white scarf, holding a long cigarette rod, standing on a giant ship twenty-seven feet tall, swallowing clouds and mist.

He has lived for 25,000 years, but he is one of the strongest under the **** Yan of the Darkness.

Under the circumstance that the gods can't cross the world, Wen Chu can run the world and solve all matters. This is exactly why Wu Qingzong sent him over, and must protect Yan Wushen's safety.

Even the deity of Fulu saw that Yan Wushen was in a dangerous situation. He married him and Prajna and used the power of the Temple of Destiny to deter the heavenly Yan family. He didn't want this genius, and he would die in Yan in the future. The scourge of the struggle of the previous generation.

Why couldn't Wu Qingzong see this?

The feast of hunting the sky is over, Yan Wushen has lost his last use value, and it is time to **** it. This generation of the Yan Luo tribe has only one Yan Huangtu, which is enough.

"call!"

Wen Chu looked at the billowing water and spit out a ring of smoke.

He was waiting for Tian Yantian's shot.

Tian Wai Tian Yan would not be willing to see Yan Wushen marrying Prajna. In that way, behind Yan Wushen, it is equivalent to having two great patrons, Fuluo and Nutian.

Anyone who kills Yan Wushen will never be a god.

The action of the gods is tantamount to breaking the rules established by everyone in a subtle way. By then, the **** world will not be as calm as it is now.

Every move of the gods will set off huge waves.

The battle between monks under the gods is like an undercurrent under water. Even if the collision is fierce, at least on the surface, it is still calm.

Either the Temple of Destiny, the Temple of Darkness, or the rulers of the ten races, they are all trying to maintain such calmness. At least, the **** world cannot be turned upside down until the realm of heaven is destroyed.

"It should come, after all, who will come. Who will be the shot? The **** of the demigod Yan Yu? The dark walker Yan Xuelai? Or the Fuxiang girl?" Wen Chu's thoughts were confused, and a figure appeared in her mind .

Each figure has a mysterious charm and represents a peerless powerhouse.

It was then that Wen Chu felt a strong murderous spirit. I saw that the blood-red river set off more than ten feet of water and swept towards the giant ship.

"Yan Wushen, aren't you going to fight me?"

...

"This battle is divided into victory and defeat, as well as death."

Zhang Ruochen's voice turned into sound waves and surged.

Wen Chu's old eyes shrank in shock, revealing an unbelievable look, and he said, "That's the case, it's the case. They should have borrowed the hand of Zhang Ruochen, and the murder was just and right. I should have thought about it."

"Squeak."

A hatch of the giant ship opened, and Yan Wushen's body figure stepped out, looking at the murderous blood mist in the night.

He said: "Zhang Ruochen has never been a real lust, but Yan Zexian was pregnant with his child on the Qitian battlefield."

"Beauty plan?" Wen Chu said.

Yan Wushen shook his head and said, "If a beauty can win Zhang Ruochen, then I don't need to consider him as the enemy of my life. I believe it is the Yanshi of Tianwaitian, who has reached some agreement with Zhang Ruochen and promised What's wrong with him. Zhang Ruochen wants to gain a foothold in the **** world and needs their support. In the **** world, Zhang Ruochen's situation is more difficult than me. "

Wen Chu said: "Since Zhang Ruochen is the knife of the Yan family in the outer world, then we don't need to ignore him and go to the Fulu Shrine first. As long as we marry Prajna, you are standing on the back of the gods Fulu and Nutian Two strong. "

Yan Wushen shook his head and said, "Fighting with Zhang Ruochen has always been my mind. If you retreat without a fight today, your mind must be deeper, not to mention that six reincarnations cannot be repaired, I am afraid it will also affect Qianwenjing And the cultivation of a lifetime of death. "

"Battle! Either Zhang Ruochen or Yanshi outside the sky, any enemies that stand in my way will be cut off."

"Battle! In the Holy Kingdom, I've been trapped for hundreds of years. How strong are I in accumulation, and why are I afraid of Zhang Ruochen?"

"Battle! Zhang Ruochen came with a purpose. The heart of war is not pure.

"Fight! I will fight him today if he fights one day. Only when the heart is fulfilled can the six be united."

A series of four battle characters made Yan Wushen's momentum rise to the apex. This space seemed to be frozen, and the world was extremely silent.

Yan Wushen was dazzling, with long hair flying, and shouted with a smile: "Good job! This battle is long overdue! I will support Kunlun after you die."

After returning from the third dark star, Yan Wushen repaired it.

However, to say that he can win Zhang Ruochen steadily, he has no clue.

Facing the battle of life and death, Zhang Ruochen paid great attention and came with a battle treasure. Can Yan Wushen not pay attention?

To say that just now is to mess up Ruochen's heart.

"After you die, Kunlun I will raise it", in other words, if I die, Kunlun will die.

Zhang Ruochen was not affected by Yan Wushen's words at all and was not worried about Chi Kunlun's safety at all.

The battle between him and Yan Wushen was not personal revenge, but a decisive battle.

If the Yan Luo tribe killed Yan Kunshen's disciple, Chi Kunlun, they would be laughed at by monks in the world, and they would also be severely retaliated by the **** family.

The Supreme Family sees reputation as more important than life.

How could it be possible to do so without a lower limit?

"Nonsense, war."

The blood gas under Zhang Ruochen's feet condensed into a weird pattern of lines, like maggots and earthworms, which caused the rules of heaven and earth to be motivated, the power of heaven and earth turned into thunder and lightning, and they overwhelmed the giant ship.

When Yan Wushen punched out, he hit a black punch that was larger than the giant ship, shattering all the thunder and lightning that came from it and spreading it on the blood.

On the river, all lights flashed.

"Roar!"

On the giant ship, the Buddha light burst.

Yan Wushen inspired Jiuzhang Liujin's body and issued a roar of angry Buddha and lion. The roar contained the true meaning of the six-character Daming curse.

Huh, huh, huh, hum, mic, huh.

Six words were synthesized.

On the surface of Yan Wushen, a tens-foot-long golden lion phantom emerged. The sound of the lion's roar was all golden, the space was roared into chaos, and the river was roared into gas.

The six-character Daming curse, each word is comparable to a hundred-level high-level holy art, can clear the evil barrier, cut off life and death, destroy wisdom, cut life.

The combination of the six characters is transformed into a roar of lions.

"Cut! Cut! Cut ..."

Zhang Ruochen did not retreat, but turned into a streamer, rushing towards the golden sound waves coming out of his face, waving the ancient sword of Shen Yuan, breaking the layers of ripples.

The unbroken sound wave rushed into Zhang Ruochen's ten feet and was blocked by the real space of space.

The sound waves rotate in a circle in the real domain, rushing backwards.

"I heard that you went to the Dark Star No. 3, and it was a great improvement."

Zhang Ruochen flew over the giant ship, and the Vulcan armor on his body burned, emitting a light that illuminated the night sky, and the vegetation on the banks of the river burned into ashes like paper.

One foot was pressed down, and more than 20 million flame **** patterns appeared on the legs, condensing a thick **** cloud.

Wen Chu looked up at the sky, exposing the color of surprise, and said, "So powerful."

Da Sheng is able to possess and control divine power, which is already very remarkable.

Being able to control such a powerful divine power is naturally even more shocking. Wen Chu finally understood something, why Yan Wushen regarded this son as a lifelong enemy.

Yan Wushen felt great pressure, his eyes were dignified, he leapt from the giant ship, took out the heavenly wish, and slashed away with supreme power.

Tongtian Ruyi originally belonged to Yan Huangtu, but fell into his hands, and of course there is no need to return it.

"Wow--"

Tongtian Ruyi became more than ten feet long and collided with the **** cloud formed by the **** legs.

After the earth-shattering roar, Supreme Power and Divine Fire shot out in all directions. Every blazing fire will smash the ground into a pit the size of a few feet.

In the pit, the flames of flames burned for a long time.

Yan Wushen fell into the withered blood river, and on the river bed, he hit a large crater-like crater. There was a divine fire on his hair, burning strands of hair into fly ash.

With the current power of God's legs, Yan Wushen can't completely block it with the supreme holy weapon.

On the Qitian battlefield, although Zhang Ruochen's sacred **** leg broke the fourth seal, the flame **** pattern he could control was only over 10 million.

In the five days when the sundial was turned on, Zhang Ruochen spent five years refining 10 million flame **** patterns.

The power of God's leg is naturally far better than before.

It can be said that this battle has just begun. Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen are already using their strongest moves, and there is no tentative attack at all.

"Thousands of hands."

Yan Wushen is divided into thousands, standing on the earth, a combination of extremely bright and extremely dark Hell Yan Luoqi, covering hundreds of miles of the earth into a sea of ​​gas.

In the sea of ​​anger, the figure of the first ancestor of Yan Luo emerged, stepping on Huang Quan, holding the ground book.

Yan Luo's ancestor waved his big hand and slapped Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen pulled out the Shenlong Bone Whip wrapped around his waist and waved it. The whip body crackled and cracked. From inside, he rushed out a huge Shenlong to release the terrible divine power.

This white bone whip is made from the backbone of a dragon, and the dragon soul is immortal inside and saved by divine power.

At the same time, Zhang Ruochen's body burst into a virtual shadow.

It's not immovable.

The form of that phantom, growing twenty-four pairs of golden wings, is actually the form of the blood ancestor.

If you stand and watch from a hundred miles away, the sight you see is that the blood ancestor was holding a **** dragon, using the dragon as a whip, and slamming towards the Yan Luo ancestor. That picture is extremely shocking.

"Booming."

The sound of the sky was constantly spreading.

A thousand miles away, two figures, a man and a woman, stood under a large black umbrella.

They are the demigod gods "Yan Yu" and "Fuxiang Girl", both of whom are first-rate powerhouses in the realm of **** world. They are at the top of the list of "God's Book" and "Red Dust". character.

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The woman Fuxiang wore a blue crystal veil and had a long jade arm. She opened a crystal bow. On the bow string, the rules of heaven and earth were twisted together to form a translucent arrow.

The direction pointed by the arrow tip is Yan Wushen who is thousands of miles away.

On the art of shooting, the Fuxiang woman can be called the first in the entire universe. Compared with her, Emperor Omori Luo is no different from a child who can just take a bow.

Yan Yu's voice was mild and said, "Take it away first!"

Fu Xiangnv didn't collect her arrows, her voice was cold, and she said, "Do you think Zhang Ruochen killed Yan Wushen? But I heard that after Yan Wushen returned from the dark star No. 3, he not only made great progress, but also Shou Yuanni Tianzeng ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ There is no doubt that he got some kind of chance there. "

Yan Yu said: "It ’s best not to be us who kill Yan Yan. The Yan Luo clan has no internal fighting. The Tian Yantian and the Dark Abyss Yan is the closest family. No, exactly, there is no dark abyss Yan. What he said. "

"The dark heavenly umbrella can indeed cover up all heavenly heavens, and even conceal the gods. However, it is impossible to hide the hearts of the people. As long as Yan dies without an arrow, then everyone knows that the person who shot him must be you."

"I don't know why Zhang Ruochen wants to kill Yan Wushen, but I can feel the murderousness on him, and he seems to want outsiders to think that he is representing us."

Fuxiang Women's Road: "Opportunity is fleeting, and you will not kill it at this moment. When the deity of Fulu deity arrives, there will be no chance."

Yan Yu carried his hands on his back, his clothes fluttered, and the wind was light and light: "Give Zhang Ruochen a chance, I can see that his murderous heart is very firm."

The woman Fuxiang released her finger, and the arrow on the bowstring disappeared automatically. The crystal bow was carried on her back, a little longer than her slender body.