Chapter 813 (2/2)

”Someone!”

When Ji Wudi was shocked, his eyes suddenly turned to the deep of the torn void.

I saw that in the depth of the endless void, there were several figures sitting there, just like a good monk sitting still, with terrible breath surging.

”The enemy?” Ji Wudi was shocked, and her feet felt cool.

If it was the enemy, he didn't even notice!

If the other side makes a move, he has no chance to live.

At this time, I saw Zhou Yang step out again. In an instant, the rolling energy surged under his feet and rushed to those figures in the depths of the universe.

”Does he want to...”

I can't believe my eyes, Ji Wudi found that the world is crazy.

None of the figures who sat on the table was inferior to the Immortal Emperor in cultivation.

But now, looking at Zhou Yang's appearance, he plans to rush up directly.

”World War I!”

When Ji Wudi was shocked, Zhou Yang's voice sounded again.

Simple two words, but like thunder, shocked everyone's nerves!

For a moment, those fleeing masters stopped one after another to look at the direction of Tianlao temple.

There was a dead silence in the void, but at this time the seven or eight figures stood up and came to Zhou Yang in the blink of an eye.

”Who are you?”

An old man with white hair seems to have lost half his life. He can't see a piece of flesh and blood all over his body. He looks at Zhou Yang and makes an indifferent voice.

”You will soon know who I am!” Zhou Yang gave a cold hum. He stepped out, and the road was surging on him. Zixiao sword burst into the sky at this moment, pointing to the sky and tearing jiuxiao!

”Together, kill him!”

”I wonder who he is.”

…

Seeing that Zhou Yang was like this, the old guys sneered one by one. The next second, the road on them was surging. For a moment, the sky seemed to be boiling, and the sky and the earth were roaring.

”There are eight strong immortals of different races! God, the world is hard

Is Tao crazy? ” Looking at the scene in front of us, people couldn't calm down and exclaimed.

But at this time, in the face of the eight strong Immortal Emperor, Zhou Yang did not retreat, but advanced, holding the Zixiao sword and directly chopped it.

Poof!

A sword cut out, stab the sword awn of the sky to wave, the next second will void cut open, and toward those Immortal Emperor strong to kill!

”Death

Xianhuang's strong man is furious, and the words of death ring out, and then the violent energy surges to cover Zhou Yang.

Poof!

But when their attack fell, the next second, they were frightened to find that the attack dissipated as if it had never happened!

”No, it's not just the power of Zixiao sword! Hongmeng's spirit, he has merged into Hongmeng's spirit

”No, it's the power of the road! What power did he use? ”

”How do I feel that the road in my body is beginning to recede?”

All of a sudden, those Xianhuang strongmen fell into a panic, as if they found something terrible.

At this time, Zhou Yang stepped forward, waving the Zixiao sword in his hand.

Puff, puff, puff

When the sword was cut out, a strong Immortal Emperor suddenly became two in half. At the same time, Zhou Yang didn't keep his hand, and the attack came one after another.

Hum, hum

However, just as he was about to kill all the powerful immortal emperors, a buzzing sound sounded on the sky.