When Lu Yi saw this scene, he had already guessed something in his heart.

Stride forward.

Murderous body.

The young man in golden armor, with a spear in his hand, bloomed with golden light, pierced the sky, and the cold breath covered the earth.

Seeing the radiant dragon pattern on the spear, the Seventh Princess' face was even more angry.

Lu Yi turned his head and glanced. In order to prevent the Seventh Princess from being impulsive, he ignored her thoughts and forced the Seventh Princess into the life space.

then.

Lu Yi fell on the young man with cold eyes.

The young man stood opposite the void and looked at Lu Yi and said, "Do you want to avenge the dragon clan? I heard that you have some connection with the dragon clan. For a dragon girl, you are stupid enough to abandon the ancestral dragon inheritance. It is ridiculously stupid, but also Okay, I still have a chance to get the inheritance of Wangu Longdi."

Wan Mo's non-machine spear ran across the air, the tip of the spear pointed at Lu Yi, and his momentum rose.

at the same time.

There are countless figures flying by from below, their movements are neat and uniform, and everyone is the cultivation base of the Saint King.

A full 800.

These people were wearing silver armor, standing together, with a terrifying aura.

The background of the hidden family is shocking again.

Gu Yuan and Mu En looked at each other and saw the incredible in each other's eyes.

Eight hundred silver armored strong men stood for nine days, and their majesty was condensed into substance, causing invisible tremendous pressure on Lu Yi and others.

"This idiot is overpowered and dare to come to my holy mountain to die."

"The Son of Wufeng is hailed as the contemporary throne by the ancestors, and is a candidate for the future Patriarch. I am very fortunate to see the might of the throne again."

"Even the old thing Li Chuan can't fight the throne, this Lu Yi will definitely die!"

Contemptuous eyes fell on Lu Yi's body.

These people couldn't let out the water that Lu Yi was besieging, and Wan Mo Wufeng had already taken advantage of the time and place before he took action.

Lu Yi looked cold, and said to Wan Mo Wufeng: "Kneel down and hand over the dragon spear, I can let you die without pain."

After hearing this sentence, there was a brief silence on the scene.

After a while, a burst of laughter broke out.

"Hahaha, what did this idiot say? Let the throne take the initiative to hand over the dragon spear? His mind is flooded!"

"It seems that I am often beaten by people, unconscious, otherwise how could I say such stupid things."

"He also said that the throne will die without pain. He probably doesn't know yet. It is him who will die."

Wan Mo Wufeng looked at Lu Yi with a smile on his face.

"Lu Yi, are you kidding me?"

"This is your last chance, take the initiative to hand over the dragon spear, I can keep your whole body." Lu Yi did this just to make Wan Mo Wufeng hand over the dragon spear.

The carved dragon on the dragon spear was formed by the ninth son of the Dragon Emperor.

Once the battle begins, the magic weapon is broken, and the last trace of the ninth son of the Dragon Emperor will be completely destroyed.

Although he had fallen, Lu Yi still couldn't bear to see this end.

"Hehe, I want to see what you can do to kill me." Wan Mo Wufeng sneered, his dragon spear shook out endless spear lights.

Every spear beam burst out with golden light, shaking the world, shaking the sun and the moon, and it seemed that it would fall down at any time.

Taking one step, the void underfoot shattered, as if the **** of war came to kill, even if it was the lingering power, it could tear the space.

"boom!"

The spear light bloomed above Lu Yi's head, majestic and murderous.

"Go to hell!"

Wan Mo Wufeng deserves to be called the throne, and the moment he shot it, he was shocked.

In the face of such a mighty attack, Lu Yi remained motionless, and even Xuanyuan Jian had never been out of the sheath.

He only saw his hands hanging in the air and gently clamped the tip of the spear, which made the dragon spear no longer move forward half an inch.

"Asshole!"

Wan Mo Wufeng tried his best, but the dragon spear didn't move anything.

Lu Yi was as calm as water, with a restrained breath all over his body, except for the murderous intent in his eyes, without any fluctuations.

On the other hand, Wanmo Wufeng's whole body, the space collapsed and shattered, lightning flashed and thunder, the golden light was wanton, and it became more and more dense.

"boom!"

As soon as he loosened his fingers, Wan Mo Wufeng flew out, his body armor pieces shattered, blood overflowing from Qiqiao, his appearance was extremely tragic.

Seeing this scene, the 800 strong silver armors around collectively took a breath.

"This Lu Yi...what strength is it?"

"The throne crushed Li Chuan with a shot, and the Emperor Half-Step also had to contend with all his strength to survive, but he..."

"No, this is definitely not the full strength of the throne. The throne is invincible and impossible to defeat!"

"The throne still has assassin's tricks, but Lu Yi will die."

After one move was defeated, everyone still held strong confidence in Wan Mo Wufeng.

Wan Mo Wufeng flew over from a distance, his expression gloomy.

"For so many years, no one can hurt me. I didn't expect to let you take advantage of it under my care."

Wan Mo Wufeng screamed, and his body was surging.

For a moment, the eight hundred silver armor powerhouses were shocked, and he knelt down and bowed his head uncontrollably.

Each of them was excited and ecstatic.

"The throne has erupted, and Lu Yi will die this time!"

Wan Mo Wufeng threw a spear towards the sky.

"call out!"

The spear pierced the sky, and a dragon's shadow surged out. The golden dragon turned into a rainbow and hit Lu Yi directly.

"Lu Yi, it's been a long time since no one can let me use my full strength. It's your honor to die under this trick!"

In an instant, the Ten Thousand Zhang Golden Dragon split into one hundred thousand gun shadows.

Under the sky of thousands of miles, the gun shadows were wrong and wrong, and numerous cracks were formed in the sky, covering Lu Yi, Gu Yuan, Monkey King and others.

Li Hanfeng and several killers were hit **** the spot.

Monkey King broke out to fight the real body of the demon ape, desperately resisting.

Gu Yuan also needs to use an inch of thunder and do his best to avoid it.

As for Lu Yi, who was confronting him, his face was still calm when he saw this scene, without the slightest fear, he looked calm and breezy.

"If you fight with me with a dragon spear in your hand, I will still throw a rat avoidance weapon, but now it's just speeding up your death pace."

Lu Yi smiled contemptuously, and finally took out his sword.

"Chang!"

What Jianfeng pointed to, in an instant, between heaven and earth, there was a vast sword intent everywhere, the wind and clouds changed color, and the sky was shaking.

"puff!"

One hundred thousand gun shadows shattered instantly.

The ten thousand ink standing in the void without a front, his body was penetrated by the sword intent without warning.

With a cross-strike, all resistance was crushed and shattered, and Wanmo Wufeng's body lasted less than half a breath before it exploded into dust.

The battle broke out to the end, almost instantaneous time.

The dragon spear fell from the sky and was finally caught by Lu Yi.

After Lu Yi retracted the dragon spear into the space ring, he took a step forward, straddling the mountains and rivers, the thunder broke through the air, the power is unstoppable, and he continued to fly towards the main peak of the Holy Mountain of All Souls.

Behind him, Jian Yi Yuwei is still raging.

"puff!"

Wanmo Wufeng Yuanshen was completely destroyed.

At this point, the first young half-step emperor of the Wanmo family had stopped Lu Yi for a while before he fell.