In this scene, not only Yunchuan himself didn't expect it, but also the stunned mind who had been unsure whether to take a shot to kill Yunchuan, with an incredible color on his face. He never thought that Yunchuan was not like He expected to die as exhausted as he expected, and instead he even got the stele over.

"My previous guess was wrong. I can't stay here. It's so weird. If I give him enough time in the future, I'm afraid I will have no place to die!"

The sense of crisis in Master Miaojue Zen's heart surged. Looking at the disappearance of the stele, the teenager who had not opened his eyes, his face flashed with a shot, and he slaps his palm toward Yunchuan's back heart, intending to restore Yunchuan's unconscious Slap before.

But also at this moment, the moment Miu Jue had just shot, Yunchuan's eyes that had been closed tightly suddenly opened.

"Wake up, but it will die!"

Miao Jue was startled, but the next moment she looked at her face and did n’t stop shooting. He knew that since he had already shot, he had to do everything else, otherwise he had torn his face now, even if he wanted to close it. Yunchuan will not let him go.

With this blow, he no longer hesitated, used his full strength, and even heard the sound of bursts of sound, but when he looked at Yunchuan's black and white eyes, he felt a little in his heart. In Yunchuan's eyes, There is not even a trace of fear, but a strong sense of irony.

"Natural trick!"

Yunchuan gave a low drink, and Yuanli rolled over. The next moment, a huge horrible handprint covered the sky, condensing in front of Yunchuan, showing the breath, even compared to the martial arts in the ancient battlefield behind him. Supernatural powers are only strong.

"How is it possible! How can you be so martial arts supernatural power, how can you show such magical power!"

The mighty power of horror is overwhelming, and it blasts away towards Miaojue, completely frightening Miaojue ’s mind. This kind of terror attack, let alone he is only a half-step fetus, and he is still seriously injured. It is a powerful figure who has a real birthplace. Miao Jue dare to conclude that it will certainly be a dead end.

Before this horrible martial arts supernatural power, he was even a little desperate, his brain was blank, and the original attack on Yunchuan was stopped forcibly by him at this moment, and he went to great lengths to do his best to defend.

It's like a breeze.

The immensely horrific palm print rushed towards him, but the next moment Master Miu Jue's face appeared stunned, and it seemed to him impossible to resist the magical bombardment, and he was intact.

"It turned out to be just a silver-like wax gun tip. I said, how did Yunchuan perform such a level of attack, um ... you!"

It was found that Yunchuan ’s mighty horror, the striking blow was just like the previous illusion. The mind of Master Miu Jue was relaxed, and the rest of his life was exposed on his face. The moment before he was really scared. His mind, the martial arts skills exhibited by Yunchuan, the horror of mighty power is enough to be false.

But just at the moment when his mind was relaxed, suddenly his words came to an abrupt end, his face showed an unbelievable color, and he slowly lowered his head.

With his gaze, I saw a fiery red sword at his Dantian, and I don't know when he has completely penetrated his Dantian.

Even his Wu Dan was completely crushed by this fiery red sword, and the huge Yuan Li was constantly colliding and colliding in his body. The illusory Yuan tire behind him was also slowly due to the broken Wu Dan at this moment. disappear.

After all, he was only a half-step figure, and Wu Dan didn't really turn into a Yuan tire. Wu Dan was broken, and his Yuan tire had no foundation.

Yunchuan slowly stepped forward and reached out his hand, and the Xuanyang sword flew back from the broken Dantian of Miaojue, sighing, and said, "Are there any outstanding wishes for Master Zen?"

Miaojue's eyes gradually faded, his voice hoarse, and he said, "What martial arts are you doing, and the false magical powers displayed are actually more perfect than in the previous illusions, so that the old monks can't distinguish ..."

"The first part of Na Ling Jue, the lower grades of martial arts, Zen Master is not wrong for your death." Yunchuan Bin politely answered one by one.

"Stage martial arts, little demon, horrible perception, you can perform them just after you have obtained the martial arts, and it is not simple and rough. In a short time, it seems that you have already realized the entry situation and can die in you. In the hands of such evil-sounding characters, the old husband is not wronged, really not wronged ... "

His face was stunned, Wu Dan's broken elemental power could not be restrained, and he was scrambling around in his body, muttering: "If the mind is demon, cunning like a fox, but with such terrible qualifications, it can be me. That eye-catching master provokes you, Yunchuan, if you grow up, it will be a great disaster for my Jin Chan Temple! "

The original pale face of Miao Jue suddenly appeared a touch of ruddy, and suddenly the whole body strength was condensed. The whole person rushed out like an off-string arrow, patted Yunchuan with one palm, and said angrily, "Even if the old monk is dead, Will make you feel better! "

His body breath was incomparably fierce, and his murderous spirit was just like the essence, but the boy was standing still in his place, watching the wonderful sensation that came to him quietly, showing a touch of pity on his face.

"Each of them has different positions. It does n’t count who is right or wrong. Martial arts is against the sky. It is not necessary to be killed without resentment. Strength is the root of all things. Weak meat must be eaten strong. Old monk, you can be early. It's a blessing to be blissful. "

As soon as Yunchuan's words fell, Miaojue's whole person was less than three feet away from him. The whole person crackled, and the uncontrollable Yuanli exploded him all over him. The next moment, the whole person exploded. There was only a little blood on the broken monk's clothes.

Wu Dan of Miaojue was smashed by Yunchuan when his mind was slack, and under the influence of the uncontrollable retrograde force in his body, his entire body was defeated and collapsed.

"It actually has nine thousand soul points. It seems that Wu Danjing exists. After death, it is impossible for me to obtain more than ten thousand soul points. According to this, it seems that the power level of the Yuantai territory exists. Between 10,000 and 100,000 soul points, I have time to kill. "

The young man's eyes brightened, and his harvest this time was not a big one, and he was close to Dao Danzong. Dao was about to be satisfied at this moment. He crushed the vermiculite and was about to return to Dao Danzong.

A dazzling white light flashed, and Yunchuan felt an amazing repulsion force from the entire area, trying to exclude himself from the area.

At the moment when he was to be excluded from the realm, Yunchuan's expression suddenly changed, and his blessing reached his soul. He endured the glare and opened his eyes.