Chapter 865

Whoosh!

Ziyang Tianzun gave a big drink, turned into a residual shadow and swept away towards Zhuo Wen. The speed soared to the extreme.

With the action of Ziyang Tianzun, Qingmu and other Tianzun did not hesitate to follow behind him and wanted to join hands to capture Zhuo Wen completely.

"Let's stop them, too!"

The eldest brother of Shiyuan drank and snatched out first. His goal was Aoki and the black-and-white elders behind him. Mang lion and Mo Yan Wushang were unwilling to show weakness and turned into two residual shadows.

Among them, the mang lion stopped in front of Ziyang Tianzun, and a golden yuan force spit out. With a sudden blow, it was a burst of tiger roaring.

Ziyang Tianzun's face changed slightly, his hands dragged, and suddenly a purple scorching sun rose and greeted him.

Boom!

The terrible explosion rang through the sky. Ziyang Tianzun and Mangshi both retreated dozens of steps and confronted each other from a distance, with their eyes showing a dignified color.

At the same time, the elder of Shiyuan stretched out his thin palm and suddenly pressed it. Suddenly, there was a terrible sound like the collapse of heaven and earth in the void behind him, followed by a harsh roar, and a transparent nothingness mountain condensed out of the void.

This nihilistic and transparent mountain is purely condensed by spiritual force. Spiritual runes continue to flicker and appear on the surface of the mountain, looking extremely abstruse and profound.

"Turn mountain god!"

Elder Shiyuan gave a cold drink. The terrible mountain fell from the void, swept up countless crazy hurricanes, and rolled away against the green wood below.

"Black and white two old people! The three of us will break the mountain together!"

Looking at Shiyuan elder's hand to them, Aoki's eyes narrowed and his face was indifferent. He was very clear about Shiyuan elder's terror. If he was really single to single, he was really unlikely to be Shiyuan elder's opponent.

Therefore, only with the help of the strength of the black-and-white elders, can Aoki fight against Shiyuan elders.

"Millennium green wood!"

"Black and white two dragons!"

Without hesitation, the black-and-white two old men kneaded their hands and directly used their black-and-white two dragon souls. They saw two giant dragons, one black and one white, roaring up to the sky and plunging straight out of the sky.

At the same time, Qingmu also released his own armor soul. The sky tree grew luxuriantly from the void behind him. Countless lush vines were derived and turned into a green sea, following the black and white dragons.

Boom!

The two collided, and the terrible yuan force wave spread, making the whole surrounding space show a trace of cracks and collapse. Unexpectedly, it was temporarily deadlocked in the air.

Mo Yan Wushang was a flash of beauty. He came over Guanghan Tianzun, Xiyue Tianzun, Huangjue Tianzun and Baimei Tianzun. The corners of his mouth rose and smiled and said, "if you want to go to Zhuo Wen, you'd better pass the little woman first!"

"Wu Shang girl! Is it too exaggerated that you want to fight one against four? If we accidentally hurt you at that time, don't blame us." Baimei Tianzun said coldly.

Although the strength of these four tianzuns is not as good as that of Ziyang Tianzun and Qingmu, after all, they are four tianzuns. Together, I'm afraid they can compete with the strong ones at the top of Tianzun territory.

"I'm not exaggerating, but you!"

Mo Yan Wushang smiled and immediately made a move with a jade hand. A big drum was quietly suspended behind Mo Yan Wushang. The power of sound waves was faintly revealed, and there was a faint sound of war drums.

"Morning bell and evening drum!" Huang Jue stared at the big drum behind Mo Yan Wushang, and his eyes suddenly became dignified.

Morning bell and evening drum, the four of them also know quite well, but Mo Yan Wushang found it from a relic. It is said that they have the power of imperial level Lingbao, which is extremely terrible.

Boom!

After revealing the morning bell and evening drum, an extremely terrible breath swept out of Mo Yan Wushang's body, and countless piano and drum sounds spread in the air with this breath.

Many martial artists around them were intoxicated when they heard the sound of the zither that spread with the breath. Their eyes were blurred and some could not extricate themselves. The sound of the zither had the effect of attracting people's souls.

"The peak of Tianzun realm? You are actually the strong one at the peak of Tianzun realm? How can you be so strong?"

Huangjue Tianzun four people are dignified Tianzun. Naturally, they will not be intoxicated by the decadent sound inadvertently emitted by Mo Yan Wushang. Instead, they all show the color of surprise.

Mo Yan Wushang's origin is mysterious. He suddenly appeared in the imperial capital, which is famous for his exquisite playing skills, and the original Qing emperor was very polite to Mo Yan Wushang.

Everything indicates that Mo Yan Wushang is extraordinary. Today, when Mo Yan Wushang broke out his real strength, the four heavenly lords were shocked.

Mo Yan Wushang looks only a few years old. At most, it is not much different from that Zhuo Wen, but the cultivation realm is so much more terrible than that Zhuo Wen. In front of her, this woman is a genius who is more evil than Zhuo Wen!

"Stop talking nonsense! I said, you can't touch Zhuo Wen with me!"

Mo Yan's mouth was slightly tilted, and the jade hand gently knocked on the surface of the big drum. The rumbling sound sounded like thunder, and the invisible sound wave spread. In this sound wave, there was an extremely powerful meaning of killing, as if it was the drum ring on the battlefield, and countless soldiers shouted to the sky.

Feeling the horror of the spreading sound wave, the four faces of Huang Jue Tianzun changed slightly. They all used their respective armor souls. For a moment, the strength of four different colors swept away towards the sound wave.

Boom, boom!

At that time, the joint attack of the four heavenly masters could only compete with the sound wave power of Mo Yan without sorrow, and no one would let anyone.

"How strong! Isn't that the Mo Yan Wushang girl from Zuichun pavilion? How can her strength be so strong to resist the attacks of the four heavenly lords with one person? It's terrible!"

Everyone around was shocked, especially Mo Yan Wushang fought against the four heavenly lords with one person's strength. Such a feat is really easy to shock people's heartstrings!

On the nether dragon, Zhuo Wen's eyes were also shocked, and Mo Yan Wushang's strength also exceeded his expectations.

At the beginning, Mo Yan Wushang could not see the true accomplishments of Mo Yan Wushang because he had a hidden method, but now this woman suddenly showed the peak accomplishments of heaven, which really shocked him.

"I'm worthy of being a member of Jia Theological Seminary. I'm not much older than me, but my accomplishments are far better than me!"

Some people shook their heads bitterly. Zhuo Wen finally understood that there were days outside the sky and people outside the people. In the Qing Xuan Dynasty, his talent and cultivation of Zhuo Wen may be the best among the young generation.

If his talent of Zhuo Wen was placed in the whole eastern land or even the whole Tiankai continent, it might not be worth mentioning at all, because the Qing Xuan Dynasty was just a small part of the eastern land.

However, Zhuo Wen did not feel inferior because of this. Instead, he was full of expectation and hope. There was still a large continent, and his road to Zhuo Wen was still far away. Although the road might be full of thorns, Zhuo Wen could go on with a smile.

Because he has a strong heart of tireless pursuit, which endows him with the belief of constantly pursuing martial arts.

Whoosh!

Slowly fell on the ground next to the huge pit. The huge Youming dragon glanced at Zhuo Wen faintly and issued a loud howl, which was to drill into the abyss again and disappear.

"The nether dragon? Who is there in the abyss?"

Zhuo Wen could feel that it was not the nether dragon that talked to him just now, but human beings, and human beings with great strength.

Moreover, Zhuo Wen also found that the inner abyss of the nether dragon moved within ten miles, as if there was a layer of imprisonment around it, prohibiting the power of the nether dragon.

However, this idea only appeared for a moment, and Zhuo Wen's eyes were attracted by the battle in the sky.

At the top of the sky, eighteen stars roared. The battle between the Qing emperor and LV Hantian was almost white hot. Both of them could tear and collapse the whole space.

In the tens of thousands of miles of high altitude, the originally stable space has been riddled with holes by the two men's battle, and the black hole is spreading and raging, which looks very terrible.

Although the battle between the green emperor and LV Hantian has become white hot, it is not so fast for them to decide the outcome. However, Zhuo Wen is worried that the green emperor has been promoted to the imperial power for a long time, while LV Hantian has just been promoted to the imperial power. In fact, there is a certain gap between the two.

Although it may not be obvious now, the gap between the two is likely to show over time.

However, after all, this is the battle between the two emperors. Zhuo Wen is just the supreme territory. He can't get his hand in it at all. He can only stare at it.

The battle between the heavenly masters is also close, among which the battle between the mang lion and the Ziyang Heavenly Master is almost flesh and blood collision, which is extremely fierce.

The elder Shiyuan was even more terrible. He directly suppressed the three of Qingmu with the power of one person. He had no temper.

In contrast, Mo Yan has no sorrow. Although the four heavenly lords are suppressed by the morning bell and evening drum, the morning bell and evening drum is a spiritual treasure of attacking the imperial rank, which consumes a lot of yuan power.

Now Mo Yan has begun to sweat some fine sweat in front of Wu Shang's bright forehead. Now it's quite difficult to suppress it.

"Wu Shang girl! Let me deal with the worst Baimei Heavenly Master!"

His eyes twinkled. Zhuo Wen suddenly laughed and stepped on the soles of his feet. He swept away at Mo Yan Wushang, and his voice rolled like thunder.

"This damn little bastard!"

As soon as Zhuo Wen said this to him, the blue veins in front of the white eyebrow Tianzun's forehead were exposed, and his eyes were full of anger.

Zhuo Wen was so unkind that he ran on him like this in full view of the public. Moreover, as the weakest of the five tianzuns, Baimei Tianzun hated people saying that he was the weakest.

But Zhuo Wen not only said it, but also shouted so loudly, which made Baimei Tianzun's old face go where?

"Zhuo Wen! Are you ok? Baimei Tianzun is a strong Tianzun after all." Mo Yan Wushang was worried.

"Don't worry! Now, when Baimei old dog is at the peak of his strength, he has wasted a lot of means to capture me. Now he has broken his arm and his strength has decreased too much. I'm afraid it's not necessarily my opponent. Just let him out!"

Zhuo Wen's remark was not polite at all. He directly stabbed the pain of Baimei Tianzun, and Baimei Tianzun was so angry that he wanted to rush up and tear Zhuo Wen apart immediately.