Peerless God of War

In the distance, in the black bamboo forest, Luan bumie and others who retreated far could not see any expression on their faces. It seemed that the fierce battle there had nothing to do with them.

"Boss, do we want to make a move? It depends on the situation. They can't support it anymore." behind Luan bumie, the upright young man asked. Behind him, others also cast questioning eyes.

Luan bumie shook his head. He went out to help shuiqianrou. Although they can reverse the current situation, it is still very difficult to win. Several of these people made him very afraid. If he chooses to help them, he is also unwilling and worried.

After all, the ancient style did not appear from beginning to end, which made him very strange. If the ancient wind appears, the scene may be another scene.

"Ancient wind, where is he?" Luan searched with immortal eyes. His eyes swept over the damaged stone house, and the light of stars fell from the air and gathered in the past.

His mind moved and his eyes flashed.

"Is he in there?" Luan bumie guessed.

His palms rubbed his chin thoughtfully, and the light in his eyes twinkled. Although he is also quite fond of water qianrou, he should also consider the forces behind him. People like them often can't do whatever they want.

"It seems that the ancient style is now at the critical moment of cultivation." Luan bumie secretly said in his heart. A moment later, a smile appeared on his face and said to the people: "get ready to fight."

"Hand? Boss, who can we help?" the square faced young man asked. His eyes were full of doubts. After all, they also came for the so-called strange treasure, but their opponent was the water moon royal family, which made them more or less worried.

"Fool, of course, help the water princess." Luan bumie said with a smile. With a flash of his body, he rushed towards more than ten Wuxiu who were besieging the breeze and a ape.

The people behind him were not slow, and their spiritual power flashed, which was also a sudden move.

"Bang."

Luan bumie struck at the ghost like black robed man. The man in the black robe was surprised and quickly turned his body. His pale palm patted the Luan immortal fist.

"Bang"

The dull voice came, the fist and palm collided, and a wave of air swept through, shaking back several martial arts around.

"Luan bumie, what are you doing?" the man in black looked at Luan bumie. There were two scarlet lights flashing in his face covered by black.

"I don't like you guys bullying so many people, so I'll help you when the road is rough." Luan bumie looked at the black robed man and said casually.

"Do you want to be enemies with all of us?" the man in black had a quiet voice and threatened Luan.

"Don't talk nonsense, talk again after playing." Luan bumie snorted, his body flashed, turned into a light, and rushed towards the man in black robe.

"Kill."

A dozen figures came out and attacked with strong determination, blocking more than a dozen people opposite.

"Luan bumie?" Feng Qingyang was a little stunned. Although they were both the strength of Xihuang, they had nothing to do with each other on weekdays. He really didn't understand why Luan bumie shot. If he only met a few days ago, he would not believe it.

But if you don't understand, you don't understand. With the participation of a group of people, their pressure also decreases sharply.

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In the stone house, the ancient wind's body glittered, and the light of stars gathered and turned into a starry sky around his body. In that starry sky, there are countless stars flashing, surging and ups and downs.

Then, the strong star light rushed into the body of the ancient wind in an instant. In his body, the stars trembled, and the stars that were dim and like death stars gradually became bright after absorbing the light of these stars. Although the light was weak, it was very deep.

The light of countless stars converges. In the body of the ancient wind, the stars vibrate and interweave with each other. Countless stars converge and the stars become brighter and brighter.

At the moment, the ancient wind knows everything that happens in the outside world very clearly. He can hear and see the cries of killing and a ape's injury. But because he had consumed too much before, even if he was conscious, his body still didn't recover.

The only thing he can do now is to hurry up his recovery and replenish the power of the stars among the exhausted five stars.

The ancient wind's heart moved, and countless miraculous drugs in the mustard appeared in the room. The power of life and death seizing heaven in his body is also running madly at the moment. A trace of strange energy emanated from his body and wrapped those miraculous drugs.

Then those miraculous drugs withered quickly, and we could see that the miraculous powers were pulled out and entered the body of the ancient wind. And those pure spiritual powers, under the action of life and death, quickly turned into the power of stars and integrated into his star life.

This is the real horror of life and death seizing heaven. It can not only seize the spiritual power of all things, but also transform these spiritual power into all kinds of energy it needs.

Under the action of these miraculous drugs and the light of stars, the five dim stars of the ancient wind gradually brightened up, and the light of stars completely wrapped him.

"Squeak"

The door was pushed open and a careful flash came in. Looking at the ancient wind lying on the bed, the light of stars wrapped around him wrapped like a cocoon. Zhuo Chengping's eyes flashed a shaking color. He had never felt such a strong star light even on the leader of Jin Jiawei.

"This boy, absolutely can't stay."

The more ancient style shows amazing talent, the more uneasy Zhuo's heart is, so he will never let such a person with threat potential appear, especially around shuiqianrou. He and shuiqianrou can be said to be childhood sweethearts. How can we not see that shuiqianrou still has a good impression of the ancient style.

"Don't blame me. If you blame me, you shouldn't have appeared around the princess, and you shouldn't have let me lose face." Zhuo Chengping's eyes were full of jealousy. His bright eyes became very dark. There were a trace of black lines on his face. His breath was mixed with a trace of cold meaning. His right hand wrapped with psychic power and stabbed down the antique neck.

However, when his hand was about to touch the neck of the ancient wind, his movements stopped suddenly, and his eyes were burning with pain. "I... What am I doing? I should have been protecting the royal highness of the princess."

"Kill him, kill him. Your royal highness is yours." a voice full of temptation rang in Zhuo Chengping's mind.