ancient god emperor

Chapter 695 Terrifying Bloodline Power!
On the Dizun Mountain, Chu Yun's energy and blood turned into smoke, the vastness shook, and everything turned into terrifying killing intentions, like a violent storm, raging and spreading, and like a divine lord coming to the world!

At this moment, Emperor Zun Mountain, which was shouting and killing loudly and full of murderous intent, became quiet. It was extremely rare that every warrior showed incredible expressions on their faces!
How is this possible?How could it be possible for an existence that was suspected to have fallen and passed away to return to the sky and walk in the world? !
"What? It's Emperor Chu Yun?" The master of the Hidden Sword Sect's expression changed drastically. His face was full of disbelief. He was 100% sure that Chu Yun had already fallen, and even the fluctuation of his soul was gone. How could he be alive? !

Didn't Chu Yun fall?Is it all just a trap?If it was a trap, it would be too scary, right?Deceived all the warriors, even they were deceived!

Chu Yun's eyes were as bright as a torch, and the aura of cultivation on his body was perfectly covered up by the mysterious dry bones, without revealing the slightest bit, but there was no way to cover up the cold killing intent on his body!
This killing is the aura coming out of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​bones. It is impossible to ignore and unforgettable. It is difficult to completely erase that figure from their eyes, because...it is so bright and dazzling!

The imprint of reincarnation in Chu Yun's eyes has not completely faded away, and is still slowly turning. An extremely vicissitudes of life emanates from Chu Yun's eyes. It is the real vicissitudes, coming from the bones , as if it has gone through thousands of years, there is a kind of insight into the mystery of the sky!
"Bah!"

The Sect Master of the Hidden Sword Sect let out a long cry, forcing himself to wake up, because Chu Yun's eyes had a power that made his heart tremble, and it was as if his entire soul had been sucked away, as if he had fallen into a real cycle of reincarnation. Average!
"Is this the real boss?!"

The Patriarch of the Hidden Sword Sect's expression changed drastically. This aura of vicissitudes is stronger than that of the old immortal of his sect. Is it really an ancient existence that has lived for endless years?The master of the Hidden Sword Sect did not doubt this, because Chu Yun's combat power was extremely terrifying, and he was even a master of formation and alchemy!
With such a cultivation base and such attainments, how could he be a young warrior?It must be the old man who has lived for endless years, which caused the Patriarch of the Hidden Sword Sect's expression to change drastically, and even a strong sense of remorse arose at this time!

Why did he ask the Emperor Zun Pavilion?Offending such an old monster, they will pay a huge price for Hiding the Sword Sect!
"Emperor, Emperor!"

One after another loud voices came, and the expressions of many warriors in Dizun Mountain were full of excitement, and even a touch of fanaticism in the excitement. It was the fanaticism of worship, and it was a sense of belonging!
Under the coercion of the Tibetan Sword Sect, they still did not bend their straight spines, but there was still an oppressed grief in their hearts, a grief that could not be washed away. The only way to pay homage is by killing!
Xu Lang looked at Chu Yun. Although he was bleeding from the corner of his mouth and half of his body was about to be crippled, he never lost his faith, because he knew that his master, Chu Yun, would not fall!

His master is always full of mystery, just like the way he was when he first saw him, mysterious, mysterious, and powerful!

Chu Yun's expression was cold. He looked at the devastated Dizun Mountain, and his face darkened. Dizun Mountain turned into a piece of scorched earth, with dead bodies lying on the spot. Many warriors from the Dizun Pavilion lay dead on the spot!

Intense anger came from Chu Yun's heart, making his face even more gloomy. The Emperor Pavilion was built by him, but it has become what it is today, and many warriors have fallen. up!

"you wanna die!"

Chu Yun let out a roar, and the vast energy and blood in his body surged, even the floating clouds above Emperor Zun Mountain were shattered!

"Chu Yun... Fellow Daoist Chu Yun, this is... this is a misunderstanding!" The master of the Hidden Sword Sect's expression froze, and he hurriedly said.

"Misunderstanding? One misunderstanding caused my Emperor Zun Mountain to be stained with blood, and one misunderstanding caused the downfall of many of my disciples. Your misunderstanding really carries weight!" Chu Yun's eyes were cold and cold.

"Fellow Daoist Chu Yun, this is really a misunderstanding. With the power of our Hidden Sword Sect, we would not do such a foolish thing!" There was a bit of bitterness in the seemingly sad and modest words of the Hidden Sword Sect Master.

The corner of Chu Yun's mouth outlined a playful arc. He naturally knew that the master of the Tibetan Sword Sect was threatening him. The Dizun Pavilion will also be hurt!
If it is considered rationally and analyzed politically, Chu Yun will not touch such forces as Zangjianzong, but Chu Yun is willing to be kind and enmity all his life, and everything can be discarded. A warrior can do something in his life, and there is also something he can't do!
"If you move my Emperor Pavilion, then...you will pay the price of death!" Chu Yun's eyes flickered, and the sun, moon, and stars were lingering when he swung his fist, and some of them were exploding, like a boundless hand , Like breaking through the stars!
"The sky... the star picker!"

Chu Yun's aura has completely changed, and his cultivation has long since returned to normal. Combined with the physical strength of the half-step nirvana, his blow is enough to kill a half-step nirvana warrior!

"Buzz!"

Dull voices sounded one after another, and amidst the surprised expressions of many warriors in Emperor Zun Mountain, Chu Yun slapped it down with one hand!
"boom!"

The master of the Tibetan Sword Sect's expression changed drastically. He wanted to resist, but he was shocked to find that there was no way to resist with his strength. He was as strong as him, and he was directly blown away by one hand!

Chu Yun strolled away, his two bloodlines merged into one, and his combat power was even more terrifying than before. He also wanted to try the power of his bloodline, how strong it could be!
"I am the Emperor, I will suppress all enemies!" Chu Yun's voice was cold, the blood power in his body was intertwined, forming a beam of light, rushing out of Chu Yun's hand.

In the darkness of that light beam, there was a trace of silver light. It was a noble silver color, a mysterious silver color, and it was completely displayed in front of everyone!

"puff!"

The eyes of the master of the Tibetan Sword Sect almost popped out. In his shocked expression, he was shocked to find that his body was actually cracking every inch of it!

The black beam mixed with silver made his scalp tingle, as if facing a divine master. This sense of terror was not even faced by the Nirvana ancestor in his sect. This is no longer the suppression of strength. It's a kind of suppression at the level of life!
"puff!"

A flash of blood flashed, and the body of the master of the Hidden Sword Sect was completely exploded, and the broken bones flew across the body. A warrior who was half a step into Nirvana fell!

(End of this chapter)