Dragon God Supreme

The golden titled ancient god appeared, and Fu Yun did not dare to let go.

The golden titled ancient god is the titled ancient god of fighting spirit!

After the dragon soul controlled the Ten 5 Heavenly Layer, Feng Wuchen let the fighting spirit arrange the title of the ancient god and the ancient god powerhouse.

Fu Yun has just arrived at Nine Layers Heaven.

At this moment, Fu Yun looked at the fighting spirit with extreme horror, face deathly pale, he had already recognized the fighting spirit.

“What’s going on? Fight…Why is the fighting spirit in the dragon soul?” Fu Yun’s heart was extremely frightened.

Fu Yun’s terrifying imposing manner coerced, really almost suffocated.

Although the fighting spirit has been developing the dragon soul and the cultivation progress is slow, the golden titled realm of the ancient god is definitely not something Fu Yun can contend with.

“If the fighting spirit is in the dragon soul, doesn’t it mean that they are also in the dragon soul at night? black titled ancient god is it possible that refers to the number of them at night?” Fu Yun guessed in horror.

That’s right!

It must be so!

The more Fu Yun guesses, the more likely it is!

No wonder the Dragon Soul dared to openly fight against the Venerable Lord Temple. It turns out that there are fighting spirits and night scenes behind them!

“Why didn’t you speak anymore? Didn’t you just be arrogant? Are you scared?” Dou Hun said with a smile on his face playfully, contemptuously, it was obvious.

Fu Yun’s complexion suddenly changed, and the fear in his heart became stronger and stronger. A chill rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of the head, and his blood was frozen.

Fu Yun really didn’t dare to be arrogant.

“Tianmu Palace Lord said…Three days later, come to Dragon Soul personally!” Fu Yun trembled, and his throat was dry.

In front of the fighting spirit, Fu Yun didn’t dare to be arrogant at all.

“Oh? Zhao Yanzhong will come in person?” Dou Hun was a little surprised.

The fighting spirit said with a sneer: “Aiya, I really scared me to death. Zhao Yanzhong’s old bastard actually came in person.”

“Why? Are you afraid?” Fu Yunqiang held back his heart. Fear.

Fu Yun really hopes to suppress the fighting spirit, but he knows in his heart that it is impossible.

“Yes, I’m really scared. Call him quickly.” Fighting Soul pretended to be scared.

Fu Yun exploded, but he did not dare to attack.

Fools can see that the fighting spirit is not afraid at all, it is completely mocking.

Zhao Yanzhong didn’t pay attention to him at all.

“Aren’t you going to roll? Still want me to send you a ride?” The cold voice of the fighting spirit suddenly sounded in Fu Yun’s ear.

Fu Yun didn’t notice the speed at all.

“I…I’ll go right away.” Fu Yun said in horror, his guts shattered.

“Go back and tell Dark Eye Emperor and Zhao Yanzhong, I am waiting for them, as long as they dare to come, I dare to kill, I am afraid that they do not have the guts, all day long I know that I will go to the Venerable Lord Temple Hang your lips.” Said with a sneer jokingly.

“Yes.” Fu Yun was nodded in horror.

He didn’t dare to stay for a while, he immediately turned and disappeared, and Fu Yun was afraid that Dou Hun suddenly changed his mind.

Fu Yun knew very well that the fighting spirit would really kill him.

“Master Fighting Soul, when you show up, they must have guessed that the Lord of the Night is also in the Dragon Soul. Will the Tianmu Temple still dare to make a move?” an ancient god respectfully asked.

The fighting spirit is shrugged, evil said with a smile: “If they love to come or not, they will be coward.”

“However, I guess they will come, Dark Eye King The two old bastards and Zhao Yanzhong can’t stand the stimulus. When I chased me down, I was so pissed on them. Besides, Zhao Yanzhong had already spoken and he was coming in three days. He couldn’t believe it, right? I can’t afford to lose this face.”

“You guys guard well, I will go back and report to the Venerable Lord.”

When the words fell, the fighting spirit disappeared.

“Nightman should be the breakthrough of the emperor, turn around and let the Venerable Lord send him to recruit the dragon soul, and change my cultivation.” The soul fighting secretly said in one’s heart, the whole dragon soul belongs to his cultivation Progress is the slowest.

……

After returning to the 33 layer days, it was confirmed that the fighting spirit had not chased him, and Fu Yun was completely relaxed.

“Dragon Soul is it possible that is the power they established? Are they planning to avenge Sword Soul the Great? Otherwise, why would they choose to start from 1 Heavenly Layer?”

“Now they have hit ten 5 Heavenly Layers. With their terrifying power, if this continues, sooner or later, they will hit 33 layer days.”

“If the fighting spirit is in the dragon soul, the night will definitely be in the dragon. Soul! Palace Lord is not his opponent, only Great Elder can deal with him!”

Fu Yun became more frightened as he thought about it, and his body kept trembling.

After returning to the Tianmu Temple, Fu Yun rushed directly to the great hall.

“What’s the matter? Who frightened you like this?” Zhao Yanzhong asked gloomily when he saw Fu Yun’s pale expression of horror.

“reporting to Palace Lord, is the titled ancient god of fighting spirit!” Fu Yun respectfully reported, and resisted the fear in his heart.

“What? Fighting spirit?” Zhao Yanzhong’s old face changed suddenly, and said in disbelief: “You mean, behind the dragon soul is the fighting spirit?”

When I think of the fighting spirit, Zhao Yanzhong An angry belly, murderous aura monstrous.

“That’s right! The subordinates met the fighting spirit just now, and they must also be in the dragon soul at night! They are going to avenge the Sword Soul, so they plan to call from 1 Heavenly Layer, thinking Control every layer!” Fu Yun panicked and anxiously said.

Zhao Yanzhong face looks sinister, and said fiercely: “It turned out to be them, no wonder there was no news during this period! The dragon soul was originally established.”

“Fighting Soul?” Huo Yun Pavilion Lord was at a loss and didn’t know who it was.

But Huoyun Pavilion Lord could see that Zhao Yanzhong was very afraid of the night.

“Who is this Feng Wuchen anyway?” The Huoyun Pavilion Lord’s fear of Feng Wuchen grew stronger.

“Palace Lord, please calm down. Although the strength of the fighting spirit is not very good, he is after all the Sword Soul Great Emperor dísciple, a comprehended sword intent incarnation, not to mention the nightfall, the strength of this person is not in the Palace Lord Below, it is enough to compete with Great Elder.” Second Elder said hastily.

Third Elder continued: “Palace Lord, if they are behind the dragon soul, we can’t take it rashly.”

The strength of the night is so strong, Zhao Yanzhong knows very well that he does Not an opponent.

Only the Dark Eye Emperor has this strength to suppress the night.

However, what they don’t know is that the night has already broken through the Great Emperor Realm.

If it weren’t for the time spent fighting souls to recruit dragon souls, it might have broken through the white titled ancient god realm.

Zhao Yanzhong’s anger subsided slightly, and he said gloomily: “The Palace Lord can’t say anything. If you don’t go, wouldn’t it be the face of losing the Tianmu Temple? Isn’t it making others laugh?”

“Palace Lord, Soul Fighting didn’t pay attention to Great Elder and Palace Lord at all. He said that as long as Great Elder and Palace Lord dared to go to the Dragon Soul, he would dare to kill. The Venerable Lord’s temple is on the lips.” Fu Yun cautiously said.

“What?” Zhao Yanzhong thunderbolt was furious, his old face twitched violently, and the power of horror erupted, shouted: “Impossible! How dare you insult the Palace Lord! He is courting death!”

The anger that had just calmed down a little, broke out again.

Zhao Yanzhong’s face was bloodshot and his head was about to explode.