Chapter 366

At this moment, the whole Kunlun ruins was filled with a strange, cold and dark fog, which shrouded all the powerful Taoists of all parties. Even the strong at the peak of Xiaoyao, in this hazy and evil black fog, the five senses and divine consciousness were greatly limited.

Of course, although the black fog is strange, the strong people of all parties still haven't stopped. Nearly 30 strong people at the peak of Xiaoyao are either silent or angry. Everyone urges their internal strength to the extreme and wants to break the shackles of Han's invincible space.

At the top of the sky, the bright Avenue runes and the mysterious spirit array are constantly colliding, and the terrible power afterwaves make the void collapse. Even if the cangkun venerable urges the heavenly mechanism to the extreme, he still can't break through Shen Jiuyou's obstruction.

When the parties were in a stalemate and fierce battle, a sad scream suddenly came out from the black fog below, which made the hearts of the strong people of all parties jump fiercely. Even the cangkun venerable couldn't help scolding, "what a waste!"

"That voice just now... Is Zhou Wuyang of Tianyan sect?"

"What happened next? How could the strength of the slave be so strange?"

"That's just right. Let the Wuyang drag that week. We'll solve Han Wudi as soon as possible!"

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The strong minds of all parties are different. Zhou Wuyang below is roaring angrily, and his left body is almost bitten by a huge mouth of tusks solidified by black fog. If he hadn't been alert at the last moment and the cultivation of xiaoyaojing broke out in an all-round way, I'm afraid he would have capsized in the gutter.

"Damn it! Who the hell are you?"

Zhou Wuyang's face was livid. He stared at the face condensed by the black fog and disappeared strangely into the black fog. Even his divine consciousness in the free world could not detect the slightest trace.

Such means have exceeded his expectations. At the moment, Zhou Wuyang can be sure that there must be some unknown change in the slave boy at present.

In the face of Zhou Wuyang, who was very angry, the boy just laughed wildly, and his scarlet eyes were strangely excited. He was like a prisoner who had been imprisoned for many years and suddenly regained his freedom, and his body rushed out.

"Die!"

Zhou Wuyang roared and roared again and again, and the power of the free and unfettered realm burst out. One after another, he was hurt by a slave who burned the fire realm. Rao was extremely angry. "I really don't want to kill you, but I can abandon you first and then give you to cangzu!"

Boom!

Zhou Wuyang's clothes were bulging, and his palm was filled with a mysterious and incomparable force, directly grasping the boy.

In an instant, the void space seemed to turn into a swamp, which made Ye Hao's body slow down like a ghost.

This is the power of space. Although it is far less terrible than Han Wudi, every strong person who steps into the free and unfettered territory can understand the most superficial power of space.

Obviously, Zhou Wuyang has completely lost his patience with the game of cat and mouse, "little bastard, come here!"

Zhou Wuyang smiled grimly and held his palm suddenly. For a while, Ye Hao seemed to have an invisible yoke, which dragged him back like a kite.

"Hum, when I break your limbs, I will take you to the Cang family!"

Zhou Wuyang's face unconsciously showed greed. He didn't notice a trace of subtle cunning in the depths of the boy's Scarlet eyes.

Bang!

Finally, after just a few breaths, Ye Hao seemed to completely lose his resistance under the shackles of Zhou Wuyang. He was forcibly involved in the former and grabbed his neck.

"Now, I'd like to see where you can run!" Zhou Wuyang's eyes were killing. His right hand clenched the young man's neck, and his left hand fiercely grabbed his arm with terrible power.

If this attack is implemented, even if Ye Hao's golden body is perfect, he will definitely lose one arm. However, in the face of the attack close at hand, his scarlet eyes have no fear at all. Instead, a sinister radian appears at the corners of his mouth. His body turns like this, and the whole person suddenly leans against Zhou Wuyang, with his back tightly close to his chest.

The palm failed, which made Zhou Wuyang a little stunned, but he didn't worry at all, because his palm was still holding the young man's neck, and everything was still under control.

"Hehe, it's futile for you to struggle again. Mole ants are mole ants after all!"

Zhou Wuyang was joking on his face. His eyes were not good at looking at the young man whose back was close to his chest. When he wanted to come to the former, everything he did at the moment was a struggle between trapped animals and had no meaning at all.

However, as soon as his voice fell and even a sneer appeared on his face, he suddenly saw that the boy's hands were strangely raised, and the rusty black iron piece in his hand was suddenly stabbed into his abdomen.

"You..."

This scene of juvenile suicide made Zhou Wuyang a little stunned. He suddenly realized what was happening. His face suddenly changed wildly, and a burst of severe pain in his abdomen was surging.

Zhou Wuyang stared at the boy who was close to him, or at the rusty black iron piece in his hand. At the moment, only a small part was exposed, and the rest passed through the boy's abdomen and penetrated him.

Zhou Wuyang's face was livid and his mind was in a mess. He couldn't imagine that this slave would fight in this way, even through his body first. This way of fighting with his life was bloody and crazy. Who in normal people would hurt the enemy a thousand and lose a thousand?

It's unreasonable!

"Jie Jie, what about your lofty and arrogant face just now?" the young man turned his head slightly, his scarlet and evil eyes were joking, and his voice was crazy with a ferocious smile, "burst it for me!"

Bang!

In the strange muffled sound, Zhou Wuyang felt that only the black iron sheet in his abdomen burst out a terrible knife Gang, which directly crushed his internal organs and even half of his body.

Zhou Wuyang screamed bitterly. Although he had the cultivation in a free and unfettered environment, a trace of fear appeared in the deepest part of his heart in the face of the slave boy.

These fears did not come from the suppression of cultivation. Even Zhou Wuyang himself did not know the origin, but after the emergence of this fear, even his mind in the free land could not be controlled. At the moment, he had only one idea in his heart, that is, he wanted to escape from this cunning and vicious youth like an evil devil as soon as possible.

Roar!

Zhou Wuyang drank fiercely, and his body completely exploded under the terrible Sabre Qi. In the blood fog, his spirit rushed out like a meteor, and ran away at an unparalleled speed towards the place where the powerful and orthodox people of all parties were located.

"Still want to go?"

The young man laughed wildly and pulled out the Dragon Emperor knife from his abdomen. The black fog around him seemed to be pulled by some kind of traction, forming a strange vortex, completely drowning and binding Zhou Wuyang's spirit.

"No... let me go..."

Zhou Wuyang screamed in fear, but his voice disappeared strangely after a long time under the continuous gathering of black fog. Finally, Ye Hao inhaled the black fog into his mouth like a long whale with a Dragon Emperor knife.

"The spirit of the free and unfettered realm is really a taste of nostalgia." Ye Hao glanced at the injury in his abdomen at will, and immediately turned his eyes to the black iron piece in his hand, grinning with awe inspiring evil spirit, "Dragon Emperor Dao, it's pretty good."

After whispering, the boy glanced at the Kunlun ruins behind him and immediately looked around the strong people in the sky. His scarlet and evil eyes couldn't help showing crazy excitement.