Wu Po Jiuxiao

Strange mountains and different waters, vitality rising, and the stars began to bloom wantonly, even enough to compare with a huge scorching sun.

"This should be a large ruin in ancient times. The means of the predecessors are really extraordinary, and they can have such tyrannical means."

Ye Fantian said secretly in his heart.

But the more he walked forward, the more he felt that the fluctuations of his Saha Eight Parts of Beings began to become violent, as if it was an angry dragon that was about to rise into the sky, stretching out its own dragon claws to attack. Grab that huge statue and integrate it into your own world.

The breath couldn't help rolling. Although there was no abnormality on the outside, Bai Aoqing, who was close to Ye Fantian, still felt the shocking fluctuations in Ye Fantian's body.

"Relax!"

He drank in a low voice.

Although the voice was small, it sounded as astonishing as thunder in Ye Fantian's ears. Ye Fantian's breath couldn't help being stagnant for a while during the thunder, but soon began to change with the help of this low voice.

There was a burst of clarity in the eyes, and Ye Fantian let out a long breath:

"There are only a few Martial King-level powerhouses in this place, even an idiot would not believe it."

Sky Feather nodded approvingly.

"At first I thought that the Batian Sect was nothing more than that, but I didn't expect that a simple sect that was only ten thousand years old could develop to such a degree. It can be seen that the strong man of the Martial King level is definitely not like this Little, we have to be careful."

Ye Fantian nodded, but said with a sneer:

"But even so, there are absolutely not many Wujun-level powerhouses, at most two, and the latter can't even live in seclusion. Otherwise, Laozu Laoyue would not have become a Wujun-level powerhouse. It’s going to be shown so soon.”

This idea is very logical, and the two people around him nodded in the same way.

Although the diagram of the Eight Parts of the Saha in the body has stabilized, it seems to be a dragon that is half asleep and half awake, and it may erupt at any time.

"It can't be said that there will be a real battle among them. For that statue, everything is worth it."

There was a playful smile on the corner of Ye Fantian's mouth.

Xue Yu's beautiful eyes kept looking around as if looking for something, but soon found his target, and saw a woman in a pink dress walking proudly, in a swaying posture All kinds of styles.

Seeing that perfect delicate body, she felt upset again.

Especially if he can have a figure that is not inferior to the opponent, but it takes a lot of real energy to maintain it.

"Hmph... soon I will be able to control my power."

Xue Yu said bitterly in his heart.

Others increase their strength to make themselves stronger, but the blood rain is to ensure their own figure. If other martial artists know this statement, they will definitely spray out a mouthful of blood.