Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 657 Three Parties Gather! (3)
"rise!"

In the next instant, the black-robed elder and the white-browed old man beside him simultaneously turned into a stream of light, soaring into the sky, raising the summoned power with their hands to the sky, rioting in their hands, destroying a city with ease!
"Wow!"

In the sky, around the bodies of the two old men, dark clouds were densely covered, and a black wind swept out, forming dozens of tornado-like tumbling air waves between the sky and the earth, like black giant snakes, snarling between the sky and the earth Twisting, roaring and twisting!

"Destroy!"

A loud shout burst out from the mouths of the two old men at the same time, and these streams of power instantly disappeared with the wind.

"Wow—"

Wherever it passed, the ground as hard as iron was torn apart layer by layer like crispy paper, and a huge boulder the size of a bowl was lifted up, splashing and falling to the ground, forming a scorched black pit. The human power, just spinning and roaring, rushed towards the Hammer of the Gods fortress!

"Your Majesty!"

Yunchen's voice was almost a cry of despair.

"Do not--"

Youyun Dragonrider has been completely dragged back, and the eyes of several Hugong Pavilion elders were instantly scarlet, and they swung away the dozen or so god-killing masters who were entangled with them, and they were about to rush towards the hammer of the gods.

"Don't!" But with their strength, it was still useless. They could only watch helplessly as the terrifying attack descended on the Hammer of the Gods Fortress and among the millions of generals like a huge wave and tsunami. superior!

"stop!"

"stop!"

Between the lightning and the flint, a man and a woman, the two voices were almost in unison, and they hurriedly shouted out.

The woman's voice was cold and cold, but the man's voice did not belong to Lou Junyan's hoarse and dull voice, but was as soft as the breeze and rain, but it was tainted with a layer of uncontrollable indignation.

"court death!"

The voice came from far and near, and almost when the last word fell, the black robe rolled up, the red hair danced wildly, and the slender and handsome black robe body was exposed above the back of the Hammer of the Gods Fortress. stature.

In the dark red eyes, there seems to be a red flame flickering!
"Your Majesty!"

Yunchen's whole body was shaken, and his absent-minded eyes lit up instantly, the excitement of being saved from a desperate situation seemed to be a touch of sweet spring flowing into the dry earth.

Facing the overwhelming tornado wind, Lou Junyan's thin lips drew a bloodthirsty cold and sharp arc, and instead of retreating, he raised his hands, and his hands formed claws in front of him, crisscrossing and tearing violently. The long hair hanging around his shoulders instantly curled up, and he raised his head and let out a dark whistle.

"Wow—"

That terrifying black power fell into Lou Junyan's hands, and it was as fragile as a piece of rag in an instant, and was torn in half by him!
"Wow—"

The remaining black profound energy quickly dissipated in the air.

Dust to dust, dust to dust.

"cough!"

However, those two elders were shaken by the unstoppable aura brought out by Lou Junyan, so they quickly backed up a few steps in the sky, and finally landed beside the Holy Son of Light, standing firmly on the left and right, feeling even more in their hearts. It set off a stormy sea.

Guangming Shengzi narrowed his eyes suddenly, and stood opposite the figure in the black robe on the Hammer of the Gods Fortress, "You are Lou Junyan."

That unique imposing manner, as well as the iconic crimson ink hair, couldn't be more recognizable.

Lou Junyan raised his eyes lightly, flicked his sleeves and robes, a cold light burst out from his dark eyes, and said coldly, "Bright Holy Soul Palace!"

"boom--"

Youyun Longqi, who was fighting fiercely in the sky, and several elders of Hugong Pavilion respectively escaped at this time, returned to stand behind Lou Junyan, lined up, and the breath in their bodies was all because of the presence in front of them. Lou Junyan's black figure became sharp and menacing!

"Your Majesty!"

On the crumbling Hammer of the Gods Fortress, after seeing Lou Junyan, the scarred millions of troops were instantly shocked.

Finally, their king is back!

"Son!"

The five elders of the supreme emperor also quickly returned to the back of Guangming Shengzi, and confronted everyone at the summit of the sun. In addition to the heavy look on their faces, there was more anger gnashing their teeth.

It was this person in front of him who beheaded the three elders of their Bright Holy Soul Hall!
Ling Wushuang followed closely, showing his figure beside Lou Junyan, "It's just too bullying!"

She lowered her eyes to look at the Hammer of the Gods Fortress full of desolation, and the anger swept out of her clear eyes.

Annoyed, angry, gnashing of hate.

The Guangming Sacred Soul Hall came to the door, destroying all such situations aggressively, and instantly reminded Ling Wushuang of the great battle between the four major families and the Holy Church in the Star Continent, as well as Tian Yeyun's serious injury, such a sad and indignant mood ,same!
The Holy Son of Light looked around, his eyes lingering between Lou Junyan and Ling Wushuang, and finally fixed on the slender and handsome man, "Lou Junyan, as long as you commit yourself here, you can repay me three years in the Holy Soul Palace." According to the orders of an elder, I will let you off today and everyone at the Peak of the Sun."

Otherwise, he will let everyone here be buried with him!
The Holy Son of Light did not say this sentence, but the meaning is self-evident.

"What a joke, did you make a mistake?" Ling Wushuang snorted coldly, his cold face was as calm as water, and he opened his mouth and said: "Those old guys are just to blame, who knows which crappy old man popped out of it? , Hengshou meddles in the affairs of my peak of the day, do we still need us to confess, kowtow three times in the morning and evening, and burn an incense stick in the morning and evening!"

Ling Wushuang's eyes turned lightly, his red lips curled slightly, and he glanced at the group of people in front of him, speaking very sarcastically.

When I confessed, I kowtowed three times in the morning and evening, and burned a stick of incense in the morning and evening...

Even in such an urgent situation, some people on the Sunrise side still couldn't help but twitch their faces, blushing with suppressed smiles, and applauded Ling Wushuang's poisonous tongue without a word of swearing.

"You!" The black-robed old man almost jumped, and pointed at Ling Wushuang for a long time, but he couldn't find any words to refute. He flicked his sleeve robe violently, and could only say angrily, "My Bright Holy Soul Hall! How can you mortals compare to my elders!"

Even if there are tens of thousands of people, they are not worth the life of one of their elders!
Ling Wushuang put his arms around his chest, and stood side by side with Lou Junyan in front of the crowd at the Peak of the Sun, sneering coldly, "That's really unfortunate, they fell into the hands of mere mortals."

"You—" The anger in the black-robed elder's heart surged up slowly.

At this time, the Guangming Shengzi in a golden robe raised his arms, pointed the iron fan in his hand upwards, and signaled the elders to shut up, and his eyes on Ling Wushuang instantly became extremely cold, "The words of this palace are only Say it again, whether to die alone or to be buried together, you can choose for yourself."

(End of this chapter)