Xuanhuan: Let you be the patriarch, will you mass-produce the emperor?

“Ahhh!!”

“Ahhh!!”

“Mu Shenchuan, the old man is at odds with you!!”

Witnessing the tragic death of his junior, the true monarch in the cloud instantly became furious, his eyes were red, and his face was extremely hideous, like a beast that chose to eat people.

A powerful aura suddenly erupted from his body, and a huge round of cave heaven appeared on his heavenly spirit cover, frantically devouring the surrounding heaven and earth essence qi, and strengthening his body.

At the same time, the mysterious artistic conception power ripples in the void like water ripples.

The clouds and mist of the heavenly dome suddenly rose, and the wind howled, wrapped in an awe-inspiring killing intent towards Mu Shenchuan.

Mu Shenchuan’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he snorted coldly: “Fengyun? ”

“Little Doyle!”

In an instant, he held his hands on the top, supported a round of illusory chaotic cave sky, and stared away, as if facing the black abyss of the universe, there were various Dao methods, and the three thousand gods evolved alternately in it, constantly flowing.

Almost instantly, the will power of the True Monarch in the clouds was crushed and shattered, turning it into nothingness.

Mu Shenchuan’s hair was crystal clear, like a waterfall, and every inch of flesh and blood was glowing.

His figure swept forward, his palms and fingers intertwined, constantly attacking!

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

A huge collision sound exploded in the void, and the two figures were already fighting fiercely together.

The true monarch in the cloud held the ancient seal in his left hand and the halberd in his right hand, and the treasure light crisscrossed, and the divine light that was practiced one after another shot out from the cave sky, and the power was extremely powerful.

And Mu Shenchuan was also not to be outdone.

His black hair danced wildly, and his body was covered with brilliant spiritual light, which was indescribable.

The golden fist print fell wildly like a storm.

“Sonorous!”

Where the short soldiers met, there was a crisp sound of metal clashing.

In just half a blaze of time, the two have fought hundreds of rounds.

The void is shaking, the earth is trembling.

The overwhelming divine light fell, and one after another terrifying energy aftermath spread, shaking many of the clansmen of the Shentu family below to death.

Even a cultivator in the Purple Mansion realm, if he is stained, he will be seriously injured if he does not die.

For a time, the entire Shentu family wailed everywhere, bleeding and drifting, and stumped limbs and broken arms everywhere, like purgatory on earth.

At this moment, the true monarch in the cloud has also calmed down from his rage.

He knows.

This person has unparalleled flesh, his qi and blood are extremely vigorous, and the strength of light theory is even comparable to a divine weapon.

It will certainly not be possible to solve the battle in a short time.

If he continues to fight here, I am afraid that even if he is killed, the Shen Tu family will exist in name only.

Therefore, the true monarch in the cloud gritted his teeth sharply, no longer dodged in the face of the attacking golden divine fist, and chose to resist abruptly.

“Boom!”

The terrifying power came from the arm, and there was a sound of bone cracking.

The figure of the true monarch in the cloud was instantly repelled, coughing up blood, covering his body and fleeing towards the Great Wei Emperor.

“Where to go!”

Mu Shenchuan killed his red eyes, drank violently, and his figure was chasing after him like a tarsal maggot.

Two streamers streaked through the void at great speed.

One after the other, you chase me.

The earth, mountains, and rivers that passed through were bombarded beyond recognition, and many creatures scattered and fled, staring at the sky in fear, for fear of being harmed by the pond fish.

And the True Monarch in the Cloud is worthy of being a Cave Heaven Realm cultivator who comprehends the artistic conception of the wind.

Fast, light and fast, it can skillfully dodge deadly attacks.

Mu Shenchuan behind him continued to evolve the method of thunder, and the cyan arc wrapped around him hissed, and the speed was not slow at all.

Chaos Holy Body, the golden sea is exuberant, and the spiritual power is incomparable.

If it comes to protracted war, he is not afraid of anyone!

Half an hour later.

The two had already fought a hundred miles away from a magnificent city.

At this time, the essence in the cloudy old eyes of the true monarch flashed away, and suddenly emitted a shocking drink, mixed with thick divine thoughts instantly resounded in a thousand miles.

“King of Great Wei!!”

“Help me!!”

“Kill this fang!”

Mu Shenchuan’s eyes froze, and the soul palace suddenly brightened a little, and then the overwhelming divine thought fluctuations were displayed in all directions, in case there were unscrupulous people who made a sneak attack!

But his face did not show the slightest retreat.

One against two?

That’s just right!

He was worried about the power of the artistic conception of the true monarch in the clouds, and his body was as fantastic as the wind, and he couldn’t easily kill him!

If another Dong Tianzhen Monarch made a move, the two of them would definitely attack with all their might and no longer dodge.

At that time, you will definitely find an opportunity and kill with one hit!

After counting the breaths.

A dragon-robed man with a face like a crown of jade and a powerful instrument rushed from the giant city.

This person is the royal head of the Great Wei Dynasty, the King of Great Wei!

Cultivator of the Cave Heaven Realm Triple Heaven!

King Wei’s eyes froze, swept across the battlefield, and looked at the Yunzhong Zhenjun with messy hair and blood stained at the corners of his mouth, and his expression couldn’t help but be moved.

Who is this person?

Obviously, only the cultivation of the Cave Heaven Realm was able to force Shen Tuyunzhong to this point.

Even did not hesitate to lose face and resort to his own shot!!