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One thousand three hundred and twelve chapters: the foot of the storm

The wind-controlled battle armor in front of him swayed in the wind, exuding an ancient divine light, like a divine ring, with extraordinary magical martial arts, dazzling lights radiating in the void.

The armor shines brightly and its aura is extremely ancient.

But the armor was like lifelike white feathers completely covered Situ Muyang's whole body. Compared to the time when he fought against Liu Yang, the armor covered more, leaving only the skin on Situ Muyang's face.

The armor shines pure white light, like a god, filled with the brilliance of divine purity.

The wings behind the armor are swelling, small and agile, with cold wings and bright light. The wings are rippling around the space, and the end is extremely sharp!

"The earth attributes, and the wind attribute!" The disciple of the Xueyang Sect was shocked. It was obvious that the young man's wind attribute was the main attribute and was very powerful!

"Ants! You should feel glad that I was injured just now, otherwise you would not be able to see my full strength, Chaos Domain, Blood Yang Sect, very good!"

Situ Muyang's wings slightly swayed, and a surging wind roared, covering the mountains and forests, and some of the surrounding trees were bent directly.

"Hongbao!" A hint of excitement flashed in Liu Yang's eyes!

"Catch him and take off his armor!" Liu Yang shouted loudly behind him. Such an armor had not yet worked, and suddenly the ancient pressure shocked the audience. Liu Yang knew that this armor must be a treasure!

At this moment, the disciples of the Xueyang Sect were also at a low altitude and did not have the Fengyu Battle Armor. However, when they reached the Yuanxu Realm's cultivation level, they could have long been able to step on the void and communicate the power of resonance between heaven and earth. Seeing Situ Muyang standing tall, the disciples of the Xueyang Sect gradually raised their bodies.

Situ Muyang felt a fire in his heart. His purpose was to verify his strength and fight side by side with Su Yi.

If even the ants like the Blood Yang Sect cannot be defeated, so what if his talent is perverted? Thinking of the man in his heart, Situ Muyang smiled bitterly. That is a monster that is hard to come from in the six continents, three states and one sea!

Little did he know that the man who was called a monster by Situ Muyang was quietly paying attention to him in the distance.

With the cultivation level of the Yuanxu Realm, the cultivation level of the Yuanxu Realm and the third level of the Xueyang Sect is not inferior to the aura. It is really terrible!

"Blood Shadow Wall!"

The disciple of the Xueyang Sect raised his eyes and saw that the earth-attribute energy on his body had been converted into wind-attribute skills, which was even more exciting than the earth-attributes he had just used.

No more delays, each of the disciples of the Blood Yang Sect pushed out with his palms, carrying a huge scarlet blood energy. A huge blood wall that was so thick that it was like a rolling sea of ​​blood, sweeping towards Situ Muyang with an unstoppable energy hurricane!

The blood rain is everywhere, and the scarlet and fierce evil is as if it is about to devour all the vitality in the world!

"snort!"

Situ Muyang snorted coldly, an invisible arc at the corner of his mouth was outlined, revealing white teeth, and his figure flashed rapidly. Driven by the Fengyu Battle Armor, it was not locked by the long blood sea of ​​qi, but rose up at an incredible speed, much faster than before.

Situ Muyang, who was on a high place, swooped down, like a ferocious bird preyed on it.

"call out......"

At this time, Situ Muyang's body was like lightning, and he turned his body continuously in the air, leading several afterimages to dive in the air. His figure fell down like thunder in the sky, and with unparalleled strength, he rushed straight into the sea of ​​blood in the sky.

"So fast!" Liu Yang, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but look sideways, while Su Yi, who was disguised, nodded slightly. In a year and a half, Situ Muyang's body speed has made great progress compared to the beginning, and the Fengyu Battle Armor has had a more unique and extraordinary effect on him.

Divine Sword Sect, Situ Liuyun, has a good son! The blessing of Divine Sword Sect!

At this moment, in the Divine Sword Gate, there were smoke curling in the courtyard and pavilions.

In the hall, stone pillars are carved with sword-shaped patterns and animal-like engraved with them.

The relief is vivid, with green jade spreading on the ground, pearls shining brightly, and between the carved beams and painted buildings, the mottled and solemn atmosphere permeates the big dots.

Situ Liuyun sat on the chair and sneezed, looking at the faint twilight mist in the distance from the gap in the window frame, her eyes shining and her eyes were sharp. In the waveless aura of the ancient classics, there seemed to be too many things hidden.

The right guardian stood respectfully and whispered: "Young Master Muyang must have arrived at the chaotic domain at this time, right?"

Situ Liuyun looked at the sky thoughtfully and said quietly: "Only Mu Yang can see him, maybe he can bring him back."

The right guardian said in confusion: "Will Su Yi really come back? He has now built his own sect."

This kind of light flashed in his deep pupils, unconsciously revealing the domineering aura of a superior who looked down on the world.

"After all, he is still Elder Su's disciple. At least he believes in his heart that the Divine Sword Sect needs him!"

When the right guardian heard this, his eyes flashed and he said, "Yes, only he can shine on such a stage. I really look forward to what kind of battle he can have with those perverted peerless geniuses on those stages!

Situ Muyang smiled and replied, "It depends on that boy Muyang!"

In the dense forest, the breath is turbulent, and the bloody wind is accompanied by the strong wind, spreading the evil spirit far away.

Situ Muyang was not afraid of the blood shadow of the Blood Yang Sect at all. From under Situ Muyang's feet, the black earth attribute energy surged, and the breath suddenly rose. The wind-controlled battle armor flashed, and the strong wind "whimpered" in front of him, and the bright light rose like the sun.

Situ Muyang stepped downwards at the disciples of the Xueyang Sect, with a sharp and peerless look down on the people!

"Storm and wave feet!"

This is Situ Muyang's Storm and Shattering Foot, which is shocking the sky. He once fought against Liuyunchuan. If you do it again, Liuyunchuan was not the enemy of the Storm and Shattering Foot now!

The void shook, several rays of light gathered, the strong wind whistled, and the soles of feet were boundless. One wave was higher than the other, and the clanging shocked the sky, as if it was about to tread the void. The disciples of the Blood Yang Sect were trembling in their hearts!

"Bang bang bang!"

"boom..."

The blood wall collided with the soles of feet, and the roar shocked the void, and the vital energy and wind scattered and ravaged the world like a flood. The trees around them turned into powder under the surging energy fluctuations, gravel stormed, and ashes shook the sky!

"Swish...dongdong..."
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