Chapter 1635 (1/2)

When Qin Yi and Yan Meiniang hid in the cave and tried to refine the black source soil, three human figures rushed out of one of the wind tunnels and stood on the top of Yandang Mountain tens of thousands of kilometers away from them.

”His uncle finally came out. Yandang Mountain is a super maze. It's easy to enter, but it's so troublesome to come out!”

A tall, middle-aged man holding a halberd with a square sky painting shook his arms and roared: ”this feeling of seeing the sun again is really fucking good!”

Yes, this middle-aged man holding Fang Tianhua halberd is the wind and thunder Lord of the sun moon god cult!

The other two people who rushed out of the wind tunnel with him were naturally the seven killing Lord in red and the Kowloon childe in purple.

It is true that the three of them had been trapped in the crisscross wind tunnels in Yandang Mountain for nearly a month before they rushed out.

At the moment, in the Yandang Mountain under their feet, there are still many practitioners trapped and unable to get out. They can vaguely hear their roar from those wind tunnels, but they can't be seen all the time. This scene gives people a very strange feeling.

Obviously, the famous Yandang Mountain, in addition to the practitioners killing each other, although there is no fatal danger, it is still a very terrible existence. Once it goes deep into those crisscross wind tunnels, it is easy to be trapped and very difficult to turn out.

”We have been trapped in Yandang Mountain for so long. Qin Yi and Yan Meiniang don't know where they have gone for a long time?”

The nine dragon childe in purple robe had violent ups and downs on his chest. His pale face was filled with anger: ”Damn, this time, let them escape!”

”Where can they escape? We'll go to the north and catch up with them!”

The wind and thunder holy master swings the halberd of Fang Tianhua in his hand and keeps moving towards the northern region. The whole person will rush into the sky and chase out.

But behind him, the delicate slender hand grabbed him. His tall body immediately became weightless. He was caught lightly by the slender hand and fell to the ground with a sound of ”Peng”.

The man who caught him, Huoran, is the Lord of the seven murders!

Looking at the wind and thunder Lord who was thrown to the ground by himself, the tempting ruddy little mouth of the Lord of seven murders turned away with great disdain: ”a stupid pig is a stupid pig! Do you think Qin Yi and Yan Meiniang have rushed to the northern region now? Can you think about it with your unbearably stupid pig brain? ”

Obviously, the seven killing Lord has limited patience for people who are not flexible enough!

”Seven kill the Lord, you damned woman, even if you call me a stupid pig, you dare to throw me. See if I don't kill you directly!”

As one of the four holy masters of the sun and moon cult, he was thrown to the ground like a chicken. The self-esteem of the wind and thunder holy master was hurt unprecedentedly and was completely angry.

”Bitch, you die!”

In the roar, the wind and thunder holy master directly swung the Fang Tian painted halberd and fiercely split it towards the seven killing holy master. On the Fang Tian painted halberd, there was a magnificent pressure in an instant, which oppressed and distorted the space in this side.

”Stupid pig, just in time. I've long wanted to teach you a good lesson!”

The seven kill holy master Jiao drank, and her graceful and moving body twisted. The whole person instantly turned into a red awn and shot to one side at a high speed to avoid the Fang Tianhua halberd that the wind and thunder holy master tried to chop. At the same time, her Jiao body suddenly shook, and seven blood knives appeared in front of her chest.

Hiss, hiss

The seven blood sabres, with their murderous intention, stabbed the wind and thunder Lord unkindly.

”Peng!”

The Fang Tianhua halberd of the wind and thunder Lord split into the air and hit the ground, shaking the whole Yandang Mountain.

However, he still had time to take back Fang Tian's painted halberd in the future. The seven blood knives of the seven killing Lord had been stabbed in front of him. The ”buzzing” trembled and showed a towering killing intention. It was about to leave seven blood holes in the wind and thunder Lord.

”Hoo!”

A shrill sound of breaking the air suddenly came.

I saw the bronze ancient spear of the son of Jiulong, which came from one side like lightning and came down from the eyes of the wind and thunder Lord.

”Click!”“ Click! ”“ Click

The seven blood knives of the seven killing saints immediately broke into a blood mist.

”I say whether you two are finished or not!”

The nine dragon childe thrust the bronze ancient spear on the ground, roared in his mouth, and trembled with anger!

The Lord of seven kills and the Lord of wind and thunder both closed their mouths and dared not say more. However, they still stared at each other.

”Seven kill Holy Lord, the brain of wind thunder Holy Lord turns a little slower than you, but can't you tolerate it a little?”

The Kowloon childe sternly taught the Lord of the seven murders, and his face was terrible.

However, the Lord of the seven murders just shrugged her delicate sweet shoulder. Her temperament is extremely lonely. She won't pay too much attention to the son of the sect leader, the son of the sect leader. What she is loyal to is only the sun and moon cult!