Chapter 720

Even though they have been together for several years, Xiaohe was even more respectful during that time, treating Mr. Yang like a teacher or a friend, but it still couldn't change the murderous intent in his heart.

With all four hooves on the ground, the power exploded.

In an instant, Xiaohe's body froze on the spot, and he could only watch helplessly as the two curved horns collided at an astonishing speed.

The sheep's hair is gray-brown, but the two horns on the top of the head are pure white.

The horns, which are crystal clear like white jade, are like a flawless work of art, not only beautiful, but also a sharp weapon to rely on.

Even if it is a magic weapon in the mortal world, it can be shattered instantly.

Sheep is confident.

Don't say that today's small box has not yet become a ghost king, even if it has the strength of a ghost king, it will undoubtedly die under it.

"Peng!"

The horns slammed against something.

The huge impact force was concentrated at one point, and exploded instantly, distorting the void, and the huge recoil force made it dazzled.

"Meh..."

With a low whistling sound, Yang Jun stamped his hooves and backed away, even more frightened and angry:

"who?"

This kind of touch is definitely not a small box!

With the strength of the small box, under the collision of its two horns, it should be torn apart easily, and then the soul should be obliterated by the inner profound light.

"A lot of strength!"

A strange man appeared in front of the small box, with one hand outstretched, his palm flushed, and thousands of armor runes flashing around his body.

The man's temples are white and his eyes are full of vicissitudes. He is the Quanzhen Daoist and the chief of the Jiang clan, Mo Qiu.

"Who are you?" Mr. Yang obviously didn't know Moqiu, let alone the patriarch of the Jiang clan, but he knew that the strength of the coming man must be extraordinary.

Just now, I didn't stay strong.

Immediately narrowing his eyes, he shouted in a low voice:

"This is a personal conflict between me and this son, and it will never end. Your Excellency, don't interfere, or don't blame Yang for sending you away together."

"Personal conflict?" Mo Qiu moved his wrist, and said calmly:

"This little friend named Little Box made a big promise that if you kill Your Excellency, he will bring eternal peace to the survivors of the ancestors."

"Not bad." Taihao's voice sounded:

"You really came from somewhere else, what Patriarch Jiang said is true."

With a longbow on his back, he stepped forward, his aura was faintly connected with dozens of people from nearby tribes, forming a giant net covering all directions.

Everything within the giant net, even the dragons, can never perceive it.

"The survivors of the ancestors?" Mr. Yang narrowed his eyes:

"Are you the natives of Zanlongtian?"

"Little box..."

It looked sideways at the small box, with a ferocious face:

"It's a pity that I was a little soft-hearted just now, but you hid deep enough, and you were able to contact the masters of the human race in this world without telling me."

"Patriarch Jiang..."

The little box escaped unharmed, at first he had a look of rejoicing, but after seeing Mo Qiu's face, his face suddenly changed, and his eyes were full of panic.

Others in the field don't know.

But he,

But I have seen the portrait of the Taoist Master Quanzhen.

only.

As far as he knew, the Taoist master of Quanzhen Moqiu only had the perfect cultivation of Jindan, so how could he resist Yangjun, a middle-level ghost king, without falling behind?

For a moment, my heart was full of surprises, and I didn't even notice Mr. Yang's glaring.

"Do it!"

Mo Qiu glanced at the small box, and said to Taihao:

"After solving it, it's better to meet the nearby dragons for a while."

"Also."

Taihao nodded when he heard the sound, shook his wrist, held the sun-shooting bow in his palm, and an invisible sense of killing fell on Yang Jun from the air.

Lingbao!

Don't beg your eyes to shine.

This coercion alone can make the ninth-order dragons unable to move, which is worthy of the rumored existence.

"Nine Heavens Profound Light, quickly descend on me!"

Taihao sipped in a low voice, his whole body suddenly glowed with spiritual light, his whole body seemed to be descended from the gods, his body was slightly bent, and his hands were struggling to pull the bowstring.

This moment.

The aura on his body climbed to the ninth level peak.

For a ten-mile radius, the air mechanism of heaven and earth was also frozen.

With the help of the sun-shooting bow, the majesty revealed, even Yang Jun subconsciously tightened his body and felt a warning sign, and rushed towards him with a low whistle.

This arrow cannot be shot by the opponent.

Otherwise...

I will definitely die!

This kind of enlightenment comes from the instinct of the body, and it also makes it make an instant decision, not to retreat but to advance, and to go all out to pounce on Taihao's place.

"Shua!"

Two beams of mysterious light shot out from its pupils, approaching Taihao first.

At the same time, its body swayed, its gray-brown hair shimmered, and the halo seemed to have the power of yin and yang to rotate.

"Peng!"

The earth split open.

Countless strands of gloomy air suddenly pounced on Mr. Yang, causing his body to transform into a burly beast with a height of 100 meters in an instant.

It fluttered, as if the world was overturned.

The vitality suddenly collapsed, the sun and the moon suddenly dimmed, and the terrifying power swept across the surrounding area for several miles as if it had substance.

The vitality of all things is completely brought by it.

The power of the middle-level ghost king is fully displayed.

"Um?"

Mo Qiu shrank his eyes, subconsciously sacrificed the Baipi Dao, and shook his hand lightly, but suppressed the impulse in his heart and looked intently.

He wanted to confirm whether the survivors of the ancestors were worthy of his help.

If he can't even win a Yang Lord, then Taihao and others are irrelevant to him, and the agreement is like a castle in the air.

"Shua!"

Two figures appeared in front of Taihao.

One of them held a sword, and the other held a hook. With a light stroke of the two weapons, the spiritual light shot from Lord Yang's eyes was smashed on the spot.

"Sky crack!"

"Earth surge!"

The two of them, one in front of the other, drank in unison, their long swords and hooks danced, and the chaotic vitality of the surrounding world followed it, turning into auras of spiritual light and stopping in front of Taihao.

The strength of these two people is also not weak, and they have entered the ninth rank in front of them, but compared with Mr. Yang, they are far behind.

"Peng!"

The aura shattered at the touch of a touch, but it also blocked the opponent's momentum.

The two retreated, one cut the sky and the other split the ground, the strange and mysterious aura fluctuated, making the land about a foot away.

So close to Tianhe?

Don't beg your eyes to move slightly.

This kind of means of stretching the void, in the Taiyi Sect, only the main peak lineage and the successors of the suzerain have the opportunity to pass it on. Unexpectedly, the descendants of the ancestors in this world will also have the opportunity.

really……

What Taihao brought out before was far from their ability to suppress the bottom of the box, but it is probably impossible to stop the opponent based on these alone.

"Buzz!"

as expected.

The Yang Lord who was rushing forward narrowed his eyes, and his body suddenly turned into nothingness, as if this world did not exist, he quietly moved forward three feet.

Three feet does not seem to be long, and it just crossed the Tianhe River set by the two of them, the aura reflected by the ferocious fangs is close in front of you.

Behind them, Taihao was still bending his bow and setting an arrow, but the two of them had exhausted their means.

By!

Don't ask to turn sideways, hold the Baipi Saber in your palm.

at this time.

"The sky and the earth net!"

A muffled voice echoed in everyone's perception as if it transcended time and space.

The next moment.

Invisible chains appeared on Mr. Yang's body.

One end of the chain submerges into the boundless void, and the other end is connected with Yang Jun's whole body, and the moment it appears, it has been tightened.

"collapse!"

The void trembled.

Yang Jun charged forward with terror, his body was frozen, he couldn't move an inch, even if the two people in front of him were close at hand, Taihao was only ten feet away.

But it couldn't even make a move.

Mo Qiu's face froze, a warning sign suddenly appeared in his heart, and the big Luo Fayan trembled crazily at the moment the invisible giant net appeared.

Danger!

If this net were to cover him, there would be no surprises in the result.

"Shua!"

A flash of arrow light emerged, interrupting Mo Qiu's thinking and taking away Yang Jun's consciousness.

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