Chapter 917 (1/2)

Nearly all of the Spirit Transformation’s large cultivators are gathered on the celestial pavilion, and the sudden sounds immediately attract the attention of all cultivators.

“Long chess!” There is a Spirit Transformation big cultivator roaring, and he looks at the fog and looks at the fog.

“Dare to be like this!?”

A lot of Heavenly Cloud Sect Spirit Transformation big cultivators also saw this scene, the face is exposed.

The presence of Heavenly Cloud Sect big cultivator, there are still 100 people, in contrast to Wu Xuan, one person here, dare to kill!

“stop!”

Just as many Heavenly Cloud Sect Spirit Transformation big cultivators couldn’t wait for make a move, Han Yu slowly screamed and suppressed the Heavenly Cloud Sect’s Spirit Transformation big cultivator.

They don’t know who Wu Xing is, but they know Han Yu. After all, they are the ones who can fight Lu Gan. They are Liule and Liuzhi. They are still very jealous of Han Yu.

“Don’t blame me for not reminding, if you don’t want to die, it’s best not to shake!” Han Yu faintly sighed, immediately, she looked up, faintly looked at the fog Xuan, “Tongbaoge brother, with me leaving this place! ”

Under her words fall, Wu Xuan slightly lifted and did not stop.

Ling Yi once warned him, in the secret territory, Heavenly Cloud Sect brother can kill it, but it is best not to provoke Tongbao Pavilion, especially Han Yu.

Two-product Tongbao Pavilion, the second two characters, can be enough for Crushing Cultivation World Any Third Grade.

Under the leadership of Han Yu, Tongbaoge brothers slightly hesitated and then left with them.

Some people stayed here, and they were lucky. Han Yu did not stop it.

When Han Yu left, the cultivator of the northern countries was gradually retreating, and many people passed their eyes on Heavenly Cloud Sect and Wu Xuan.

“Who is this person?”

“Look at his costume, it is a fantasy cloud sage!”

“Fantasy Yunzong? If he knows the truth, won’t he go away?”

Many cultivators talked about the sound, and the complexion of Wu Xuan was still calm. He passed the Tianzhu Pavilion and noticed that a trace was wrong.

Even if the Tianzhu Pavilion is mastered by the illusionary cloud sage, the illusionary cloud sects are all in the Tianzhu Pavilion, but at this moment someone should tell him.

No half trace sounds, even, he passed to the music and other people, there is no half of the audio, such as the sea.

The Heavenly Cloud Sect Spirit Transformation big cultivator is even more glamorous, and Han Yu’s warning is still in his ear. Many of them have changed slightly.

Don’t want to die, don’t shake it!

In the presence of their Heavenly Cloud Sect, there are hundreds of Spirit Transformations. Can this person be like Changqing, with one enemy?

Just as many Heavenly Cloud Sect Spirit Transformation big cultivators were in doubt, Wu Xuan had made a move again.

The slightly bloody palm was shot down and grabbed a Heavenly Cloud Sect Spirit Transformation big cultivator, absolutely unrestrained.

“impudent !”

This move completely ignited the anger of all Heavenly Cloud Sect Spirit Transformation big cultivators.

Especially the Spirit Transformation big cultivator covered by the cloud palm, the body of the body is like a paper, with no difficulty broken, the screams sound.

“Where is the fantasy cloud son?”

Wu Xuan still asked coldly, ignoring the anger of many Heavenly Cloud Sect Spirit Transformation.

“you wanna die!”

There is a roaring sound, and there is a Spirit Transformation big cultivator to sculpt the Magical Treasure. It is directly to the cloud, and it is flowing, and Shiba is also making a move. The Magic Force of Half-Step True Monarch is awesome. As a Seal Arts, I want to help the door to get out of trouble.

Fog Xuanwangzhi, did not care, his palm suddenly shocked, the Spirit Transformation big cultivator inside the cloud palm was immediately shocked to blood mist.

This scene is even more than a hundred days of Yundi anger and heart attack.

“Looking for Junior Brother!”

Someone is roaring and grief is over.

Thousands of cultivation base, instant annihilation, more almost innocent disaster, just because of a ‘fantasy cloud patriarchal brother’!

The entire Heavenly Cloud Sect is boiling, and the roaring sounds, and a path of Magical Treasure kills the sky and covers the sky.

The fog is cold and indifferent, and his pupils suddenly have a slight shock. In the pupil, it seems that there is a stream of water. If there is a whirlpool, it will swallow everything, and there will be fine silver lines, revealing the mysterious.

In his pupil change, under the foot rises Cloud Mist.

Magic Cloud, six styles of body, thousands of shadows!