Lord Wanlong suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked at the old monk who looked like a child.

"It's naturally worse than before. The years that Yang can get involved in now are only a moment."

Yu Yang answered.

Just from this question, he could see that the realm of the Xuanhuang No. 1 person in Fang Silong's prophecy was more than half a piece of the master of Wanlong.

"I see."

Lord Wanlong was also a little surprised at this moment, and a strange thing flashed in his slightly cold eyes:

"One moment, one moment is already extremely incredible..."

One moment is a thought, twenty thoughts are a moment, twenty moments are a snap of your fingers.

For ordinary people, a moment is naturally very short and cannot even be noticed.

But for practitioners like them, the gap between life and death is instantly the same.

The speed of time in the reverse current means that even if the two join forces, they are afraid that they will not be able to take this person...

"amazing."

The monk of Baoyue waved his hand and the full moon Dharma image that was trampled by Yang Yu was hanging behind his head, just like the legendary Buddhist wisdom wheel.

"Forget it, forgot."

Seeing him like this, Lord Wanlong also extinguished his fighting spirit and shook his beard and wanted to put away the red-front dragon spear.

The person who came was neither a sinister ghost nor the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty, so he had no reason or the intention to fight with such a strong man as an enemy.

"Forget it?"

Seeing that the two were about to retreat, the princes and lords who were complicated in their hearts were relieved, but Yang Yu sneered:

"You two think that you can come whenever you want, you can leave whenever you want, and you can fight whenever you want, and you can stop when you want?"

The transformation of Xuanhuang is completed without the intimidation of Xuanhuang World Tree. Naturally, he does not have to be careful in his identity, and naturally, he does not have to slowly plan.

One hundred and twenty years seem to be very long, but he has to do a lot of things.

"oh?"

The eyes of the Lord Wanlongs sank, and the red-front dragon spear blew a light that made people feel the soul hurt:

"What do you mean?"

The monk King Baoyue also stopped, but the moonlight behind him became brighter and brighter, like a sun.

"What is the intention?"

Above the sky, Yang Yu stomped his feet in the void, and a blood color that was far more dazzling than the ten-day sky rose up.

Then, under the gaze of countless people, he opened his five fingers and pressed down:

"Let's talk about it after the fight!"

Buzz!

The qi and blood are as vast as the sky and the rivers of heaven and earth. Their power is so strong and their light is dazzling, almost as if they are about to fill the world of heaven and earth.

But Yang Yu's five fingers pressed him to the extreme.

Like the wind blowing, like rain falling, like morning light breaking through the dawn, like thunder breaking through the sky...

In just a moment, the heaven and earth have been transformed into an endless starry sky!

It is not transformation, but in an instant, it moved the void and pulled the battlefield into the sea of ​​stars!

The speed is not fast, but its momentum seems unstoppable.

Even when Qian Cang, who was good at the Way of Void, saw it, he couldn't help but feel shocked.

At this moment, he still did not notice the breath of magical powers, as if heaven and earth moved that void out of heaven!

This is……

"This kid..."

Ao Yu's eyelids twitched wildly, and when he watched from the outside, he truly realized the mystery of this scene.

It is not magical power, not Taoist art, not spiritual appearance...but

"Electronic Magnetic?!"

"What a magical power!"

The moment the Yuan Magnetic moved to the starry sea, the Lord of Ten Thousand Dragons roared and the dragon roared in the universe, and even the vacuum of the galaxy was shaken.

It can be seen from the naked eye that the stars were shaken by the dragon roar, and even the first one was shaken into powder in one moment!

"hold head high!"

Another dragon roar resounded, and the red-front dragon spear came out of his hand and turned into a red-blooded dragon that was thousands or tens of thousands of miles long.

Driven by more than tens of thousands of years of magic power, it is like the "God-killing Spear" that will surely be captured when it comes out of the legend.

He crossed the vast void, ignored any obstacles, and walked straight to Yang Yu's eyebrows.

Unlike the National Master Dafeng, Lord Wanlong is the real Lord of the Four Tribulations of Spiritual Era, and he has both the eight extremes.

However, his various supernatural powers and even spiritual appearances were all cultivated in order to cooperate with this red-front dragon spear!

In an instant, Yang Yu felt cold in his heart.

On the dragon spear, he noticed at least seven sects of the supernatural powers that were at their highest level,

Including and not limited to "reversal", "extremely fast", "puzzling", "tearing"...

"pity……"

At this moment, Yang Yu felt the feeling of those great masters who had been reborn through tribulations and fighting with later practitioners.

From any perspective, the move of Lord Wanlong is extremely powerful, and is not comparable to those who have just entered the seventh primordial world.

The force is so fierce that even if the great master who practices the power of protecting the body is caught off guard, he will be severely injured. He may even die directly on the spot like the Lord of Dafeng, and his soul will be destroyed.

But at this moment, in his eyes, it is big but unreasonable, strong but impure.

Unless you fight tens of thousands of times and understand all your magical powers, you will have a chance.

Just like when he was practicing the Three Altars Sea Club...

"Yang Zhenjun, why bother to be rushing to be a pity?"

The voice of the monk King Baoyue sounded at the right time, and the bright moonlight spread like mercury to the ground, spreading in the starry sky, and everything went, and everything went.

"In the world, there is no unbreakable magical power and divine actions, and it is not enough to hold on to them, and it is not enough to be satisfied with the great and the great wishes!"

Where the moonlight passes, it seems like time and space have become illusions, and the years cannot flow.

But he suddenly replaced this starry sky with his own magic!

"Yeah?"

The bright moon replaces the starry sea, and the red dragon spear penetrates the galaxy, but Yang Yu sneered.

His figure disappeared without a trace under the gaze of two great masters of magical powers!

"Hmm?! How is this possible..."

The Baoyue Monk King's eyes shook, and his thoughts were not enough to turn. Lord Wanlong's roar was already resounding:

"So quickly collect your spiritual figure?!"

What?!

The monk of Baoyue suddenly looked up, but the moonlight hit him, freezing the starry sky where he and Lord Wanlong were.

"you?!"

The moonlight rolled like a river of heaven, completely submerged the shocked monk King Baoyue and Lord Wanlong.

Until this moment, Yang Yu's voice just sounded in the moonlight:

"Your Dharma image has been absorbed by me in the cave world, and it is me who hangs behind your head!"

Click!

The sea of ​​stars breaks, and the void is like a tide.

Between the seas and lands, countless practitioners looked at each other in shock, but saw a sacred mountain with five colors falling from the sea of ​​stars.
Chapter completed!