"who?"

The Shura Demon King turned his head sharply, but his eyes did not set in a certain direction.

And the people who were originally prepared to stop, they also stopped in their hands, and looked around for four weeks.

Because, the sound just now is extremely clear, extremely real.

However, no one can accurately judge that the sound just made from the direction, which was sent out!

Of course, they can't know who it is.

However, there are people who have a good mind.

They have already begun to guess that the identity of the person who speaks.

Among them, it includes the Shura Demon King and Jin Moli.

At this moment, the expressions of the two of them are finally consistent.

They are the same incredible, and horrified!

Because they have all guessed, the identity of this speaker.

"Shura, let you be disappointed, I am not dead!"

Another clear voice sounded, then, a sound dropped from the sky.

Or, it is not descending from the sky.

Probably, no one can see how he appeared.

It seems that it appeared there out of thin air.

And this figure is not someone else, it is Wu Yun.

"Wu, Wu Yun, you ..."

Jin Mo Li's pupils are open, and they can't believe it.

It's really Wu Yun, he really didn't die!

And the Xiu Luo demon king is also subconsciously exclaimed.

"You, why didn't you die?"

"Aren't you fascinated?"

"Oh!"

Wu Yun sneered: "Flying smoke is extinguished?"

"Do you see your own eyes?"

"You, you, you in the end, in the end ..."

The Shura Demon King is unparalleled, and in front of him, he deeply shocked his heart!

"Just what you said to let the Golden Phoenix Palace no longer exist, sorry, let you down!"

Wu Yun's voice was not loud, even very bland, but it was bland but revealed an endless coldness.

I was so cold that even Shura Demon King only felt that the back of the spine was cold.

"Miscellaneous, miscellaneous, or bad, since you have not died under the thunder, then I will slaughter you!"

The Shura demon king shouted.

Although he knows, he is probably not Wu Yun's opponent now.

Although Wu Yun's realm at this moment is still at the peak of the six or nine days.

It did not exceed the seven or nine days.

However, that breath, the horrible breath, was enough to give him the sacrifice to Tiansha Wudao at this moment, and he felt anxious.

He can notice that Wu Yun's actual combat ability, and his own realm is definitely not equal!

At least, it has been able to compete for the existence of 89 days.

This is the power of inheritance.

Of course, even if he knows that he is not asleep, there is no intention of the Shura Demon King.

The next moment, I saw that his whole person rose up.

Rubbing forward.

A horrible attack of the power, violently out of his body.

"Oh, look for death!"

Wu Yunbing smiled coldly.

The idea in my heart moved, killing the way, and rushing out.

Hold the sword of killing tightly in your hand.

Raw in the mouth: "The second way of martial arts, kill the crazy dragon!"

A sword cut out.

Tear space.

A terror dragon, which is made of killing from the force of killing, goes away.

Roar ~~!

In the vague, it seemed to hear a horrible Long Yin.

However, this vaguely heard dragon Yin, soon, was covered by a painful scream!

It is the voice of the Xiulo demon king.

No, it should be said that it was the screams of the huge giant shadow of the huge man who was consciously controlled by the Xiu Luo demon king, and the giant shadow combined by countless heavenly evil spirits!

"Ah, ah, ah ~~!"

The screams are scarred, and even make people feel numb.

The huge figure, under the sweeping of the crazy dragons, was split into a bunch of fragments in an instant.

Each piece of pieces has a heavenly evil spirits.

Scream, sorrow!

This mad dragon's sword seems to be a bright sacred sacred sword that baptize hell evil spirits.

The power of that stake per filled around the world, and the power of hell instantly dissipated.

And with the scream of the scream of the sound of the Solo demon king, it slowly dissipated until it disappeared completely!

Shura Demon King, dead!

In the world, no one!

"Run!"

"The demon king is dead, the demon king is killed, run away!"

Suddenly, the sound of panic sounded, and it sounded around.

Wu Yun looked up, and was the group of guys who followed the Luo Demon King, and they were hastily fled!

But how could Wu Yun give them a chance to escape?

If they just follow the lobby Luo Demon King to build momentum.

Maybe Wu Yun will keep their dog life.

However, each of them was contaminated with the life of the disciples of Jinhuang Palace.

On the ground, the corpses of those disciples of the Jinhuang Palace are the best proof.

Every hand dyed blood, how can Wu Yun give them a chance to live?

"Give me to me!"

These four words are squeezed out of Wu Yun's teeth.

The low as if it seemed that the sound of life.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Yun's sword killed in his hand raised high!

A sword cut off!

"Killing, mad dragon!"

The same trick.

The second martial arts!

The horror dragon, which was condensed from the power of killing, swept away again.

Wherever you pass, the space fluctuates, and the earth tears!
To be continued...